tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40305410253758671062024-03-13T12:29:36.421-07:00Welcome To My HeadIts just some stories and poems that I wrote along the way...Vemnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06626618352738446137noreply@blogger.comBlogger47125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030541025375867106.post-16657394381093299832012-02-03T09:00:00.000-08:002012-02-03T09:00:19.714-08:00It's not meSo you say<br />
sorry for leading you on<br />
sorry for giving you hope<br />
sorry for crushing your dreams<br />
<br />
but I say<br />
It's okay<br />
I know how to feel that way<br />
<br />
So you say<br />
sorry to have ever know me<br />
sorry for being a prick<br />
sorry for the memories<br />
<br />
but I say<br />
It's okay<br />
because that is who you are<br />
<br />
So you say<br />
I can't forget her still<br />
I can't go on with you<br />
I don't know what to do<br />
<br />
but I say<br />
all this time I said okay<br />
but in my heart I was torn<br />
all this time I said I was okay<br />
but in truth I was crying away..<br />
<br />
but<br />
I can't change your mind<br />
I believe you'll do what you think is right<br />
It is your choice to choose<br />
past or future<br />
I'll be here waiting<br />
but if you choose the past...<br />
then I'll be force to walk away..Vemnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06626618352738446137noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030541025375867106.post-39981411620380690492012-01-04T03:12:00.000-08:002012-01-04T03:12:49.725-08:00My Obsession With Adele's SongsI Love her voice not to mention her lyrics that seriously took me by surprise because it shows my feelings towards this 1 guy that I don't have the guts to face coz I'm freaking out everytime I see him n ended up running away... this is the lyric that I wish I could say to him.<br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">Found myself today singing out loud your name,</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">you said I'm crazy,</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">if I am I'm crazy for you.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">Sometimes sitting in the dark, wishing you were here</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">turns me crazy,</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">but it's you who makes me lose my head.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">And every time I'm meant to be acting sensible</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">you drift into my head</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">and turn me into a crumbling fool.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">Tell me to run and I'll race,</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">if you want me to stop I'll freeze,</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">and if you want me gone i'll leave, just hold me closer baby,</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">and make me crazy for you.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">Crazy for you.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">Lately with this state I'm in I can't help myself but spin.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">I wish you'd come over,</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">send me spinning closer to you.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">My oh my, how my blood boils, it's sweet taste for you,</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">strips me down bare</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">and gets me into my favorite mood</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">I keep on trying, fighting these feelings away,</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">but the more I do,</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">the crazier I turn into.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">Pacing floors and opening doors,</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">Find More lyrics at www.sweetslyrics.com</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">hoping you'll walk through</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="font-size: 5px;"><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;" /></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">and save me boy,</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">because I'm too crazy for you.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">Crazy for you</span>Vemnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06626618352738446137noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030541025375867106.post-71097568057474323232011-11-23T09:15:00.000-08:002011-11-23T09:15:58.488-08:00I Love You<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 115%;">hey... so this is a lyric that I wrote myself... depending on my mood that day... and I feel like I'm in love that day.... so this is it...</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I Love You<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I always left to wonder<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Whether I would find love<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Alone I think I won’t<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">It’s an impossible thing<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I thought it’s hard for me <o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">To find someone <o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">That love me for me <o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">c/o:<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Isn’t it funny?<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">To see me like this<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">All googly eyes on you?<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">You made me like this!<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I hate to say it<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I hate to know it<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">But I think I love you<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
Going through my life <o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Hope I could survive<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Bored and soulless <o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">That’s all I see, black and white<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">‘Till you came into my life<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I thought finding someone like you<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">would be hard.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">c/o:<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Isn’t it funny?<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">To see me like this<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">All googly eyes on you?<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">You made me like this!<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Afraid to say it<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Afraid to know it<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">But I think .. I think I love you<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Bridge:<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I’m head over heels<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Giving you what I feel<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Don’t you dare to break it<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Cause its valuable for me<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">And you’re the first to have it<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I think this is how I felt that day....</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></b></div>Vemnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06626618352738446137noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030541025375867106.post-32473639103580851162011-11-17T09:29:00.000-08:002011-11-17T09:29:22.439-08:00My feelings 2......I'm happy and sad at the same time... its almost the end of the year... I might be able to find someone that I gradually like.... OK.. correction... I think I have found the 1 person that I gradually like.... OK..... Another correction!!!! I might have.... sorta.... could be.... ARGHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I can't understand my feelings anymore!! is this how it feels like to fall in love????<br />
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My friends told me to accept him... I might... but I don't know.... Maybe I just need time to understand my feelings better... I just don't know why ... why I couldn't bring myself to like him... I mean I like him.... but I'm not confident with my feelings... I don't know If I'm making the right choice.... I seriously hate my condition now.... I just don't understand it.... Stupid me huh???<br />
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But I couldn't deny the fact that I'm happy to have a first reciprocate love.... I'm afraid to open the door of new things ahead of me... I have a lot of vision... happy vision... but I'm still not presented with the bad things... I'm afraid of surprises that I might regret later... I ask Lord , God... what should I do... I ask for forgiveness if I did something wrong.... I ask to be rid of this feeling, if he is not mine to keep.... I ask to be clear of my feelings...<br />
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But every time I ask for these... I keep on getting confuse....Vemnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06626618352738446137noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030541025375867106.post-21182752208656493642011-11-05T11:37:00.000-07:002011-11-05T11:37:38.024-07:00<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="background: #D9D9D9; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-pattern: gray-15 auto; mso-shading: white;">Boy meets Girl<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px;"><b><br />
</b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Thinking ‘bout the story that both of us had share</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Funny how I seems to know that you’ll always be here</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">How you used to be</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Always watching me</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Don’t you think that I know that<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">you silly boy</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></b><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt;"> </span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt;">To think that all this time</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt;">You were by my side</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt;">Taking care of me like you should</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt;">to come on out when I need you most</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt;">listening to my every word</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I know boy coz you’re my hero</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">But I guess that’s how our love goes</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">It always was unpredictable</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">This was the case of boy meets girl.</span></b><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">He never know what he did</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">To make her fall<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">You keep on telling me<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">How sweet and warm I am <o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Never knew you know more than me<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">About me myself and I<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I keep telling you<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">To stop being a fool<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">This dreams you keep on having, boy<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">It not for me<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">But that’s how our love goes<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">It always was unpredictable<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">This was the case of boy meets girl.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">He never know what he did<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">To make her fall<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Set everything aside<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">What matter the most<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">You’re here by my side<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">And I will never let you go<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div>Vemnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06626618352738446137noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030541025375867106.post-88714071660251091662011-11-05T11:32:00.000-07:002011-11-05T11:32:38.355-07:00just meThanks...a lot<div>for making me realize that I have feelings</div><div>that later you made me confuse</div><div>of this alien feelings..</div><div><br />
</div><div>Thanks....a lot</div><div>for making me realize that I have a fragile heart</div><div>that you strengthen by coming</div><div>coming to my side</div><div><br />
</div><div>Thanks....a lot</div><div>for making me realize how much I worth in your eyes</div><div>that you tell me from your looks</div><div>that engraved itself in my heart</div><div><br />
</div><div>Thanks....a lot </div><div>for giving me new memories</div><div>that I know I will not forget</div><div>until the day I die</div><div><br />
</div><div>Thanks....a lot</div><div>for making me feels like a princess</div><div>that I'd grown out from it</div><div>and left it</div><div><br />
</div><div>and</div><div><br />
</div><div>Thanks....a lot </div><div><br />
</div><div>for giving me a chance to fail</div><div>for giving me the chance to be hurt</div><div>for giving me the pain in my heart</div><div>for giving me a chance to face reality</div><div>for making me human</div><div><br />
</div>Vemnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06626618352738446137noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030541025375867106.post-88555229163713761372011-11-05T11:20:00.000-07:002011-11-05T11:20:49.343-07:00Just some poem...Laughing, smiling. All around me.<br />
I wish I could be the same<br />
I wonder what could be<br />
That can help me to be happy<br />
<br />
All along I know I am strong<br />
Standing alone is not wrong<br />
I am smiling showing I'm not weak<br />
But inside you can't see its hidden<br />
<br />
I can't say that you're wrong<br />
I can't say that you're right<br />
I can't think of anything that can set my heart straight<br />
I can't feel anything that can help to put me head right<br />
<br />
Although I know you'll not read this<br />
Although I know you don't know its existences<br />
Although you might be somewhere else<br />
Although you might just be in my mind<br />
But I still want to say that thank you<br />
and know that 'll never forget you.Vemnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06626618352738446137noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030541025375867106.post-12152149907115447582011-09-29T08:09:00.000-07:002011-09-29T08:09:01.817-07:00So what?listening to chester see's songs.. I just got this feeling of longing in my heart.... It might not be just right but think, and think carefully...Vemnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06626618352738446137noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030541025375867106.post-43169500199915359762011-09-12T10:46:00.000-07:002011-09-12T10:46:07.352-07:00All Lonely Loser's Enemy's Me...to think about the memories that is artificial.... i want it to be real.... real for me to remember....<br />
something that I desires to remember..... a fake memories....<br />
A shell can capture the sound of the sea... like a memory....<br />
but what if it capture something else??<br />
something more just the sound, something just as real??<br />
the feeling of a fake memories.... it just... sometimes it just nice to decide what your end is... isn't it???Vemnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06626618352738446137noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030541025375867106.post-67793113341965510582011-09-12T10:33:00.000-07:002011-09-12T10:33:46.804-07:00All Lonely Loser's Enemy's Me...hey guys.... so today I'm back with a whole lot of new ideas... okay since you know that I'm a kind of girl that observes here what I want you to think....<br />
<br />
Ever wonder:<br />
What would happen<br />
if your name is not your name?<br />
if you have a whole new identity?<br />
If you have an artificial memory of someone being important to you?<br />
If you found out that the artificial memories was actually your past live memories?<br />
if you lived for eternity?<br />
if you found out that you were labelled something that you weren't?<br />
If someday you have a mental disorder?<br />
if you have an overly active imagination??<br />
If you were given one chance to rectify something in your past?<br />
if you found somebody that you really cared for in your life?<br />
if you just care a little bit for the world?<br />
if you were betrayed by the one that you trust and love the most?<br />
If you dreamed of something that is out of this world ?<br />
if you feel like you don't want to live in this world but in your own?<br />
if you shared your morning with strangers?<br />
If all of this question were answered?<br />
<br />
the last and final question...<br />
if you have a quite morning, a peaceful one, thinking back to all the question that you wonder...<br />
would you still want....... to think???Vemnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06626618352738446137noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030541025375867106.post-845793975160956492011-09-10T23:58:00.000-07:002011-09-10T23:58:35.642-07:00All Lonely Loser's Enemy's Me...hahahahahhahaha... any way... I'm just updating something that i think would be good for my memories....<br />
my cousin Jun entered a singing comp in India, and he WON, 3rd place... hahaha<br />
me??? well everything actually... hmmm got my assignment done, part of it... and learning some Wing chun basic.... and others...<br />
<br />
the fact that The Title is as such is because... well u'll figure I think...<br />
anyways... i feel kinda hungry lately... huh... maybe bcoz of the fact that Im getting bigger??? huh.... Anyways.. Um... i've develop a new hobby lately that is, streaming on Youtube.. My fav so far, would be David Choi Wong Fu Production KevJumba, Ryan Higa, Chester see, Victor Kim... Basically all those YTF team in you tube... anyway\s...<br />
I feel really connected to them (like any others of their fans...) talk about asian... anyways.. I just feel that I need to support them... (hehehehe).. Yeah... anyways... my birthday is coming soon, n I hope to get a lot of present (like that ever gonna happened) i am really hopeful to get a plushies on my bday especially a Wong Fu productions of Toys... for dat I bid you chiao!!Vemnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06626618352738446137noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030541025375867106.post-22960228773772660222011-09-02T11:24:00.000-07:002011-09-02T11:35:08.368-07:00my feelings...when a guy gives u a doll, what do you say? of course thanks.<br />
but deep down what do you feel?<br />
I feel a miss.... something is not right here...<br />
<br />
when a guy cares about you, what do you say? of course wow.<br />
but deep down what do you feel?<br />
I just got the answer, I feel happy. until I find out that he does that to all the girls. typical..<br />
<br />
when a guy just wants to be friends with you, what do you say? of course okay.<br />
but deep down what do you feel?<br />
I feel sad... because he's the one that I like. n sorry until now I still dun get any answer...<br />
<br />
when a guy looks at you and just ignores you, what do you say? of course jerk.<br />
but deep down what do you feel?<br />
<br />
these are the feeling that I get, sad, annoyed, weird, unworthy etc.... anyway... I know I'm not the 1 that hoping for anything... but I do share my feelings..<br />
Anyway... I'm relieve...<br />
<br />
Vemnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06626618352738446137noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030541025375867106.post-85736316971318932272011-08-03T09:47:00.001-07:002011-08-03T09:47:57.074-07:00Chameleon<div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Page 1</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"><span lang="EN-GB">It’s cold tonight. My hands and legs are numb, I can’t feel them. My stomach growling, having nothing to eat but leftovers in the trashcan. I had to fight dogs for food to survive, catching rats for dinner. Yeah...What a life.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"><span lang="EN-GB"> I hate living like this. I just want to sleep, can barely keep my eyes open, I’m tired. Lying down helplessly like this, I hate it. I hate everything in my life. But what can I do? Maybe... If I just let it...I will finally leave this world.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"><span lang="EN-GB"> A pair of black shining shoes came closer and stopped in front of me. I looked at the owner of theshoes, but my visions was all blur. I know he is rich, his tailored suit said it all. I guess he wants to end my life. I gladly accept it.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"><span lang="EN-GB">“You will do.”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"><span lang="EN-GB">That three words, it change my life completely. From a complete beggar, to a machine. I am now living a life full of lie, alive so that I can end others. This is my life, my life as a Chameleon.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"><span lang="EN-GB"> My name? I have a lot of names and I have forgotten my original name. The name that my Father give me is Yu, which means moon in Chinese.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"><span lang="EN-GB">My Father, saved me from the brink of death. He took me in with three more children like me. He trained, educate and mould us into a Chameleon.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"><span lang="EN-GB">Chameleon, a perfect human. A perfect puppet that can adapt to almost everything in the world, that can play every role in society and knows how to blend in to have a perfect life. Perfect assassin.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"><span lang="EN-GB">Every day was gruelling, we had to fight to survive. He trained us to master every weapon known to man and taught us every language in the world. We had to learn everything in order to survive.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"><span lang="EN-GB">He taught us that compassion is weak, merciful is suicide and love is destruction. These three will only leads to us be killed.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"><span lang="EN-GB">My siblings and I were all obedient to him because if we don’t we would be sent to the Chair to be rectify. Living with him day by day, going through all the hardship was tough for an 8 year old child. Sometime, I wonder why am I alive.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"><span lang="EN-GB">I have three brothers, all whom I came to know very closely during our time spent together. My eldest brother, he was 12 when Father took him. Beaten for stealing to the point of near death because he was hungry. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"><span lang="EN-GB">He was the first one that Father took care of. Like me, he was given a new name and a new identity. He is Ri, Sun in Chinese.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"><span lang="EN-GB">My second brother, he was only 10 when Father found him running from the Mafia lord carrying a bag full of money. He was almost buried alive. Given a new name as Huo, fire in Chinese, he started a new life with Father and Ri.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"><span lang="EN-GB">Third brother, Sui. He is the quiet one, like his name, water. He was 9 years old. Calm and mysterious, that is him. He doesn’t talk much, but I know something horrible must have happened to him that made Father took him in.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"><span lang="EN-GB">We were trained by the best of the best in every aspect including manner. By the age of 12, I was already fluent with eight languages, master almost all the form of martial art and can dissemble and resemble a gun under a minute with blindfold.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"><span lang="EN-GB">We never knew what compassion felt like or love. All that we get from him are harsh words. Sometimes I wonder if he loves us at all.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"><span lang="EN-GB">Fortunately, I know someone who does. She was locked in the Dungeon. We were not allowed to go there. But sometimes we sneaked in just to hear her sing and tell us stories whenever Father treated us badly.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"><span lang="EN-GB">She taught us differently than Father. Taught us to love and not hate, to be understanding and listen. Slow to anger and think. It is so opposite to Father’s teaching.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"><span lang="EN-GB">We never actually saw her face, we just crowded the door and ask her to sing. She always know how to console my brothers and cheer them up.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"><span lang="EN-GB">We don’t know why she was locked in there, but Father always came down to see her. I tried asking her for the reason once, she said that Father locked her to protect her. But I know she’s lying, I can see it in her eyes.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"><span lang="EN-GB">I wished she could be free, walking outside. We tried talking about this to Father, only we ended up strapped to the Chair and electrocuted. He said never again to go to the Dungeon, never talk to her. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"><span lang="EN-GB">But we did not stop. She was the only reason that we still smiling when Father treats us badly. One day, the unfortunate happened. She was missing from her room.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"><span lang="EN-GB">We have tried to search for her in the compound, but she was nowhere to be found. We tried asking Father, he said that he had killed her. It was really a blow to us all, a heavy blow.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"><span lang="EN-GB">I cried nonstop. The one that loves me is dead. My brothers, they all that I have left. They promised me that they would not leave me alone.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"><span lang="EN-GB">All four of us mourn for the woman that we consider as a mother. I will remember her by heart, even though I don’t know her face. All of us will.</span></div>Vemnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06626618352738446137noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030541025375867106.post-75072415088210976192011-07-16T12:48:00.000-07:002011-07-16T12:48:05.901-07:00MAGIC<br />
Wizard...<br />
Witch...<br />
Fairies...<br />
Trolls...<br />
Adventures beyond imaginations, I have always wanted a life like that. But I would never thought I will get it! I mean, I just need another story. Something to get of my chest.<br />
<br />
My life gets kind of boring, I just need something that I can tell.<br />
<br />
Well now I am telling you!<br />
<br />
I started of my day like the usual. School. Which means I have to endure 7 hours of hazardous bullies, ignorant teachers, bitching girls, annoying Jocks and stereotype society. A conducive environment for a student to learn, isn't it? Typical... Started the school with Social Studies class. 'yeah...' and later would be free period which in school term get-your-ass-back-in-class-and-do-your-homework. So much for freedom...<br />
<br />
We were to have a trip today, to some place which is boring as hell. Well might as well enjoy my ' freedom' while it lasted. On the bus, were the Jocks and the Popular Girls sitting at the back of the bus. Figures... Nerds and Geeks sitting at one corner of the buss. The Emos were all sulking opposite the Nerds and Geeks. Me? I'm just normal enough to place myself without any groups. I'm a lone ranger. I took a pencil and my sketch book. My earphone and my iPad, blast the music in my ear. I know, I might be semi deaf by the time I'm 40, but who cares? carried by the music I sketched.<br />
<br />
Suddenly, I was looking at myself drawing. I mean, literally! I see myself drawing in the bus! WTH?? I felt my body was pulled to another place, I was transported to another land. I mean ANOTHER land, not New York anymore! It like my soul was trapped in another dimension!! What did I eat?? I'm not dead. am I???<br />
<br />
"Hey! What the hell is going on?!" I landed on my butt! I mean seriously!<br />
"Milady! Milady Anna! It really is you!" A weird old man with a white robe came towards me with a staff that looked like Merlin's staff!!<br />
"Back off!! Don't.Come.Any.Closer!!"<br />
"But Milady, your highness is-" I cut him before could finish his sentence.<br />
"I'm not some high lady or what ever!! so stop calling me Milady!Who are you?! And where the heck am i anyway?!"<br />
"Milady, I'm the high priest, old Mage. Your're now in the land of Ornoch, where his highness Lord Zathest, your husband, rule with prosperity and justice. You don't remember?"<br />
"Like hell!! I'm not married yet!! And I'm sure as hell don't know any Zathewys!!" I screamed.<br />
"Lord Zathest, your ladyship." he corrected me in his most annoying tone!!<br />
"Whatever!! I don't care!!"<br />
"Perhaps your ladyship is tired and having some disorientation from the journey. Maids! come and serve our lady!" A few woman came out wearing a maids outfit, the one with the white aprons and long black skirts.<br />
"I'm not going anywhere until I got my explanation!" I threw a fit and refuse to be taken away! I'll admit that I'm acting like a child! who wouldn't be in this situations??<br />
I thought the ladies would not be able to control me, but i was wrong! seriously wrong!! they just lift me up and my body went numb! what do they eat?? steroids?? I was carried to a room, trying my best to struggle out from the gripped of the lady that carried me.<br />
<br />
"Let me down!!" I was only put down after they reached at a room, very grand, would cost a fortune!! they placed me on the bed, my body is still numb from their gripped. They left me there, alone! I tried to stand but the numbness is still there.<br />
<br />
Then something move beside me....<br />
Something black...<br />
No... it couldn't be....<br />
Argh!!!!!!! NOOOOOOOOO!!!!PLEASE NOOOO!!!<br />
<br />
what happeneds next??Vemnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06626618352738446137noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030541025375867106.post-4444990765908030102011-07-15T23:31:00.000-07:002011-07-15T23:31:08.910-07:00Just a story...<div style="text-align: justify;"><b>Okay guys.... this has got nothing to do with 'I Just Want To Say..' this is just a side story that I've wrote during class... and a few little extra here and there...</b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">The air was cold. Water droplets trickle from the leave. It was a calm morning, the birds stretches its wings and flies trough the field. The feel of the cold window slowly replaced by heat, the musical harmonies tunes from the bird chirping with the light snore from my elder sister. The first ray of the sun hits the trees, shines through my window. The heat from the ray warmed my skin from the previous cold of the night.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTmNxOZ42wCUFWjBSQJF9thGimHe6NnSqkEMbCJ9Mt81A0CWOhG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTmNxOZ42wCUFWjBSQJF9thGimHe6NnSqkEMbCJ9Mt81A0CWOhG" /></a><img src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTfQ5E7i0PmTP0-JcgIe6xVPicEVpc3YwFatrj5tF8PdBDd0_0R" /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I decided to take a walk. Taking my coat with me, I ventured out to the barn. Soaking in the morning light, it was very peaceful. The sound of clucking chickens and mooing cows, life in the country side is just different than in the city.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">This is my first day living with my aunt and uncle along with my sisters. It was the beginning of our summer holiday since our mum would be working and will have no time to spend with us during the holiday. Do not pity me, I actually liked it. I get to spent time alone with myself, painting and writing my stories. I find it rather exciting catching something in my paintings that no one else can see and imagining something, a fantasy, that only I know what is in my world.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">"Good morning Jane. You're up early. I see your going somewhere." A middle aged woman with red copper hair and sparkling blue eyes greets her. She smiled showing her dimples on both of her cheeks, her freckles fade with age and she was holding a bucket of vegetable.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">"Good morning Aunt Mabel. I was going to take a walk in the woods for a while, for sightseeing."</div><div style="text-align: justify;">"Okay then, be back before breakfast. Be careful dear, don't lost your way home, the woods is pretty vast."</div><div style="text-align: justify;">"I will Aunt Mabel. See you later."</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> I went in to the woods, amazed by the beauty it holds. The mystic of this woods does not fade with time, it is still intact after all this years. The last time I went here was when I was 7 years old. I still remember that this forest used to be my playground. I always played here with a boy whom I don't remember much. Very Victorian Era like, I love the woods.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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The light of morning on the forest paths - Olympic National Park" height="480" src="http://wallpapers.free-review.net/wallpapers/42/The_light_of_morning_on_the_forest_paths_-_Olympic_National_Park.jpg" width="640" /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I could almost imagine Pride and Prejudice took place here. If I were Jane Austen I would really love it if I would to be buried here. As I lay my head down to one of the tree, I started to dream of my stories, that would took place here, where my characters would be alive.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Then, I heard something. A music, a saxophone. Playing Kenny G's Song Bird, it matched with the whistling breeze of the woods. Without me knowing it, I followed the tunes. Trudging the rocky path, I walked toward one clearing in the woods. There a guy surrounded by birds, I know! Its impossible! No way birds would be near to him that close! Those cute and fluffy birds!</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Amaze by the sight, I hid myself to spy on him. (Stalker much?) Anyway, as he was playing his saxophone, more birds were going near him. How many birds can this guy attract? </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">He stopped, in the middle. He then started to feed the birds. I want to be able to do that... I want to touch the birds, I guess the birds felt my scary aura and flew away from the guy. But some of the birds flew right to me and pecked me on the head! </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">"No! Shoo! Shoo!! Stop it!! Argh!!" </div><div style="text-align: justify;">It was really scary and painful! I thought they were going to pecked my eyes out!! It always ended up like this, I love animals but they all hates me. Again... story of my life. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">"Enough!" The guy said. The birds instantly stop pecking me and flew away. What magic does this guy used? how come he can control birds and I can't? Argh.... this is so unfair. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">"Are you okay?" He asked. I looked at him and nodded.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">"Few scratches but I'm okay." Yeah right. Like having my hair looked like a bird nest and my scratched up face would be consider as Okay. But I'm alive with all body parts still intact, that's something.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">"Here, let me help you up." Wow... a gentleman, rather hard to find a guy like him nowadays, I thanked him for that.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">"What are doing in this woods? So early too."</div><div style="text-align: justify;">"I was taking a stroll. Heard you played the saxophone, went here without knowing that I might be attacked by birds." He laughed, which offended me.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">"I don't find pecked by birds to be something funny." I scowled at him. </div><div style="text-align: justify;">"I'm sorry, but it is not always something like this happened." He said. Forget him of being a Gentleman, he's an asshole.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">"Well I'm sure you have had your morning humor today." I would not be ridiculed especially by a guy who just happened to play the saxophone. </div><div style="text-align: justify;">"Well I do. It really did brightens up my day."</div><div style="text-align: justify;">"I'm sure it does." I said sarcastically. I would not be the but of the joke for this guy. He is the most ridiculed, annoying, arrogant, most insensitive and very self indulgent guy I have encountered in my whole life!</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I walked back to where I came from, stomping all the way with my scratched face. My fine morning turns out to be a real disaster, why can't I have a normal, peaceful day? Why can't I meet a normal guy when I'm on a vacation? STORY OF MY LIFE!!!!!!!!!!</div>Vemnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06626618352738446137noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030541025375867106.post-19292568535456320112011-07-14T11:07:00.000-07:002011-07-14T11:07:06.015-07:00I Just Want To Say...12th Jun 2011<br />
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I was looking at him again today... I just don't get it, why would I be attracted to him?? I mean, it not like there are many other guys in the world right? yeah! I know! I should just venture out. But you see, I love photography and I love the scene in my college. Its to die for!! Well for someone who is a photography mania like me, it is to die for. Any way, I was in my room looking at the picture that I'd took a few days ago. I was going to paint the scene, I love to paint anyway...so why not!<br />
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The pictures that I'd taken were all a blur, well some of them did turn out to be good! I need a new lens for my DSLR lens... that's what I thought. Okay.... way out of topic... I was talking about him right? yeah well here goes..<br />
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See.. he was playing basketball like always.... and I was walking along the court. One plant seriously catch my attention, I took a picture of it, but my photography instinct took over. I started to shot at a different angle, and it was great and all. then suddenly "LOOK OUT!!" I was so not looking when something hit me at the back of my head. All I could think of is my camera.. my DSLR camera, my lens!! I was lying on the ground when someone ask me whether I'm okay..<br />
They have got to be kidding me right?<br />
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"The heck!!!!! Hey!! Do I LOOK LIKE I"M OKAY???????" I was seriously irritated, they want to hit me? fine! But no one, I mean no one interfere when I'm shooting something!!!<br />
They're going to have it! I turn around there he was... all my anger just *Poof* fade! just like that!! Argh!!! I hate myself when this happened!!<br />
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All I could do was staring at him, gawking and go all goo-goo eyes to him!!<br />
"Are you okay?"<br />
"Ermmm..... urh....."<br />
" I guess you need to sit rest that head of yours for a while."<br />
"ae..... err,,.... "<br />
"Hey... are really okay?? I mean do you need me to take you to the nurse or something??"<br />
My head just respond, its nodding!! Damn head!!<br />
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Okay... I think the best thing that happened to me was today... he helped me up and carried me to the nurse. Well... not in bridal style... but close enough for me to hear his heart beat.. I think I'm in heaven....<br />
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If I die right now I wouldn't mind it...... any way... it was a great thing I guess... but now I need a new camera.... story of my life....<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Ps: all from internet... my idea, no connection wat so ever to the dead or living... so dnt sue....</div>Vemnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06626618352738446137noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030541025375867106.post-60904454332870070652011-07-13T10:34:00.000-07:002011-07-13T10:34:20.738-07:00I Just Want To Say...10th June 2011<br />
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Guys... I have heard something very beautiful today...<br />
Okay, it all started.....<br />
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In the early morning, where people still haven't come yet. I was walking towards my class to set up my camera. I want to get a shot from the roof. The Dawn in Urban, its 1 of my prospect to catch a perfect view of the dawn in my college. I've taken a few of sunset and night's already, but haven't got the chance to wake up early in the morning.<br />
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So as I was setting up my tripod on the roof, I heard a beautiful melody that it rendered me numb and speechless. I felt like the melody whisked me from my world and into another world that is very bleak and dark. But as the music goes along it make my heart beats faster and faster. Like it want to get out from the bleak world and out to find the one who could give me the hope. Then.... It stops!<br />
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I felt really taken aback, the only thing that can make me feel like that is when I'm looking sat a picture that really is full of emotions. I got back to my camera, shooting away. The melody did wondrous thing to my view for my picture, I have taken a scene where it is very peaceful and full of energy that I'm surprise to see the pictures. I have to say, who ever is playing that piano is really talented!<br />
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So I started my day really unusual today. I hope tomorrow I could hear another one of that music! and I hope I could see more of my specimen...<br />
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My gallery:<br />
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P/S: Everything is just made up! the name, the story, everything!! It got nothing to do with anyone, the pictures are just taken from internet, and its my blog... so don't sue me!Vemnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06626618352738446137noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030541025375867106.post-44170651768738086132011-07-12T09:21:00.000-07:002011-07-12T09:21:53.312-07:00I Just Want To Say...08th June 2011<br />
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There was once a girl who love to take pictures and observe all things that moves. Some called her weird, but to her the others are weird. Anyway, one day she found a live specimen that could be used as a model for her work. So she started to observe her specimen. Taking pictures that could be used for her project, and made an observation.<br />
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By the way, The specimen is to be refer to as Vincent. She observe her specimen's life and activities. Also the cliques that he associates with.<br />
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Her finding are as follows:<br />
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<b>Name:</b> Vincent Ash Maurer<br />
<b>D.O.B:</b> 20 July 1991<br />
<b>Type: </b>Popular<br />
<b>Fav. Food: </b>Apple<br />
<b>Fav. Colour: </b>Blue<br />
<b>Hobby: </b>Basketball<br />
<b>Achievements:</b><br />
<b> Modelling carrier:</b><br />
<b>-</b> DKNY<br />
- Nike Air<br />
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<b> Magazines appearance:</b><br />
<b>- </b>Vogue<br />
- CLARA<br />
- MEN<br />
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It is very rare to find a specimen living in the her atmosphere where all would be average. This is like finding gold in the middle of the desert.<br />
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The specimen is said to be related to Mario Maurer,<br />
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The main attraction of this specimen is his eyes.<br />
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One look can melt the heart of many girls, behaviorism is likely to be accepted through out the college.<br />
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In the world of an observer, he or he are not supposed to be influenced by their subject. If they do, they need to remove themselves from the specimen in order to maintain clear justification towards their work.<br />
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Then why do I have this feeling?<br />
Am I jealous of the girls around him??<br />
Do I like my project?<br />
More to the point... Do I like him??<br />
Maybe yes, Maybe No... I don't know...Vemnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06626618352738446137noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030541025375867106.post-27009854948032780172011-06-28T09:50:00.001-07:002011-07-14T09:36:46.858-07:0092 facts of my lifeHey... so this it what it said to be...<br />
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</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">8. kissed someone & regretted = no</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">9. lost someone special = yes</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">10. been depressed = yes..wait.. no... err.... maybe??</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">11. been drunk and threw up = never!!</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">LIST THREE FAVORITE COLORS:</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">12. Sky blue</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">13. Forest Green</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">14. urm.... Aqua marine??</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">LAST YEAR (2010), HAVE YOU:</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">15. Made a new friend = Yes... Many!!</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">16. Fallen in love = yes!</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">17. Laughed until you cried = yeah, laughing away my misery</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">18. Met someone who changed you = yes...</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">19. Found out who your true friends were = nope... still finding...</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">20. Found out someone was talking about you =yes, but the hell with them...</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">21. Kissed anyone on your FB friend's list = no, (answeres in 0.1 millisecond)</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">GENERAL:</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">22. How many people on your FB friends list do you know in real life = many...</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">24. Do you have any pets = yes!! My dearly Monday!! I miss him!!</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">25. Do you want to change your name =no, its unique</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">26. What did you do for your last birthday = my exhibition... damn....</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">27. What time did you wake up today = 7.00 in the morning</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">28. What were you doing at midnight last night =listening to Mr. Darcy's silky voice... God I'm in love.(Pride and Prejudice 2005)</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">29. Name something you CANNOT wait for = Going back home and taste homecooked meal!</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">30. Last time you saw your Mother= before comming back to college</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">31. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life = hmm... none that i could think of right now~</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">32. What are you listening to right now =Warning Sign ~ Coldplay</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">33. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom?= my uncle.</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">34. What's getting on your nerves right now = none.</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">35. Most visited webpage = Facebook,youtube, buzzle.com, goodread.</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">37. Nickname=Wiwin, Vivin, Bibin (Urgh...), WinWin, Vell.</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">38. Relationship Status = will always be single until there's someone that could fill the crack in my heart~</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">39. Zodiac sign = Libra</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">40. Male or Female = female</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">41. Elementary = SJK (c) Chung Hwa Tenghilan</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">42. High School = SMK Tenghilan Tamparuli (Now Tuaran..)</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">43. College = was in Labuan Matriculation, now in IPG KBA</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">44. Hair colour = Blackish and a tint of brown..(hee~~)</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">45. Long or short = medium</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">46. Height = 160cm??</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">47. Do you have a crush on someone? = used to but now no.......</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">48. What do you like about yourself? = frankness and stupid insensitivity</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">50. Tattoos = none</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">51. Righty or lefty= Righty.</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">FIRSTS:</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">52. First surgery= none</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">54. First best friend: Nur Atiqah Nawi!! Miss you!!!!</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">55. First sport you joined = Running away from my mom's rotan... (It does Count!!)</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">56. First vacation =Ranau, Poring</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">58. First pair of trainers = err...... secret....</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">RIGHT NOW:</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">59. Eating = no.</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">60. Drinking = water!! very thirsty...</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">61. I'm about to = post this~</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">62. Listening to = still Warning Sign!! Damn!!Their GREAT!!!</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">63. Waiting for =something to happen</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">YOUR FUTURE:</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">64. Want kids? = of course~</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">65. Get Married? =Yup...but still couldn't find Mr. Right...</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">66. Career? = a teacher, about to be a writer (Please! Please!!!)</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">WHICH IS BETTER:</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">67. Lips or eyes = both~ XD</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">68. Hugs or kisses = both too~ XD</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">69. Shorter or taller = Taller!! Definitely!</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">70. Older or Younger = older....</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">71. Romantic or spontaneous = Spontaneously romantic!! which is really cute!!</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">72. Nice stomach or nice arms = nice attitude, sweet!!</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">73. Sensitive or loud = sensitive!! opposit of me!!</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">74. Hook-up or relationship =relationship.. maybe a hook up first then relationship.... hee~~</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">75. Trouble maker or hesitant = Trouble Maker, no doubt about it~</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">HAVE YOU EVER:</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">76. Kissed a stranger = no!!</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">77. Drank hard liquor = No!</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">78. Lost glasses/contacts = yes.</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">79. Sex on first date = The heck?? (O_O")</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">80. Broke someone's heart = yes...</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">81. Had your own heart broken = A lot </div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">82. Been arrested = err.....</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">83. Turned someone down = yes, but for their benifits also...</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">84. Cried when someone died = Yes</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">85. Fallen for a friend = yes.</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">DO YOU BELIEVE IN:</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">86. Yourself = yes...</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">87. Miracles = yes, never doubt it</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">88. Love at first sight = been there, done that! never did go exactly the way I imagine it would be....</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">89. Heaven = Yes</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">90. Santa Claus = when I was young.... but I do want to see a real one.. maybe subconciously I do believe in him...</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">91. Kiss on the first date = nope.</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">92. Angels = yes! if no, how the heck am i still alive??</div><div><br />
</div>Vemnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06626618352738446137noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030541025375867106.post-2399745075208440722011-06-22T09:25:00.000-07:002011-06-22T09:25:02.106-07:00Pride and PrejudiceBasically I'm seriously against Pride and Prejudice, not the novel! The novel I got no problem! Anyway I love the movie by Keira Knightley and Matthew Macfayden! Imagine, I've watch the movie 4 times already, and it still brings me a lot surprises!!! I love how Matthew carries the role of Mr. Darcy very unexpectedly great!! I fell in love with him the moment I lay my eyes on to the trailers... Damn!! It was so damn good!! I can't believe I've just knew there is a movie about Pride and Prejudice after it was released for 6 years.... Oh God... I'm soooo outdated.... Anyway... I've been watching the movie because we're actually reading this as part of our novel... I must say, I will never underestimate Jane Austen ever again... But then again I've seen one of her novel been turn to anime. Emma, It was very eye catching!!! hahaha~~ If you want to know more about the novel, better read it!! I really recommend it as a literature reading!! It is sooo not boring!!!!!!!!Vemnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06626618352738446137noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030541025375867106.post-75874856764168601512011-06-06T08:03:00.000-07:002011-06-06T08:03:35.839-07:00Just a story...<b>I Just Want To Say...</b><br />
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06th / Jun / 2011<br />
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This is my first time writing something in this book. I've decided that I would write about my love life, my adventure with my friends and sometimes maybe even my pictures of Vincent. Lets just say my life is in this book alone.<br />
So, to start with I want to tell you about myself. I'm 19, currently studying in a college taking Photography and Arts as my major. My love life is suck and my studies are good, I have someone that I love. I guess you can tell already, I just want to say welcome to whatever that you find interesting in my life.<br />
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The first time I writing this I can tell you that I felt very uneasy talking about my life and the one that I loved the most. It's awkward! But... since I have started... why not?<br />
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So, I happened to meet him during my registration into this college. I was lost and being a weird girl, hanging around with a camera was not such a good impression to anyone. But I was the kind of girl that doesn't care about what other people think of me. Luckily it was still early for me to register to the college, so I decided ti take a walk. I walk around and found a place in the college that was very interesting and very unique. I always love to take scenery photos, Urban and Rural. As I was taking pictures, so lost in my world. I saw somebody leaning on the wall. His posture was so graceful and eye catching, I had to take a picture! It's another instinct of mine being an artist. I tend to draw eye catching things that made me interested.<br />
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I was taking pictures, when suddenly he turned to me and smile. His angelic smile and his innocent face made my heart melt and beats faster. I swear, my heart felt like it was jumping out to him! I was so shocked, I think my knee would buckled anytime soon. I was locked in his gaze! I tried to make myself stop looking at him, but I can't! It was like I was under a spell! He was walking to my direction, OMG!OMG!!! He's breathtakingly cute up close! I can feel my cheek getting hot.<br />
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'Hey! You look like your lost. Can I help you with anything?' He's angelic voice rings through my brain, leaving it stunned for a while, I was locked in his gaze! God! did he ever have the most wonderful eyes ever!<br />
'I-I J-Just want t-tt-t...' He look at me with one eye brow arched. Damn! I just made a fool of myself! and then I ran! Freaked out!<br />
'Hey wait! Come back!' I heard him shout something but I can't look back now! If I do, I might faint from his aura! I reached to the registration desk and getting ready for my register. I took a deep breath in and out and packed my camera. I've realize that my camera lens cap was missing! I looked for it everywhere but I can't find it! And it was my turn to register. So whether I like it or not I just have to forget about it.<br />
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*sigh*... so much for my romantic life huh?<br />
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To be Continue....Vemnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06626618352738446137noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030541025375867106.post-34318170914859499352011-06-05T10:56:00.000-07:002011-06-05T10:56:18.209-07:00Just a story...<b> I Just want to say...</b><br />
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I was walking to class as always, using the same corridor as always. Even though my class were on the other side of the building but I've always used the same path to class. All because of him. I wanted to catch a glimpse of him, even just a while. He was always playing Basketball around this time with his friends, me with my weird glasses and camera always hide behind a column just to get a picture of him. Why Am I taking picture of him? well because he has got the perfect feature for me to draw. I mean his ruffled hair, his thick eyebrows, his almond shaped eyes with beautiful hazel-nut shade, his perfectly chiseled nose that is neither small nor big and his soft delectable lips that seriously inviting and melting the hearts of the girls in school. All and all, he is the perfect model!<br />
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*Ka-chick* *Ka-chick*<br />
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Okay, I know. I am so not a stalker! I'm just taking pictures of him... playing basketball. That's not stalking now is it? argh.... fine... think what ever you guys wan to think. Owh... by the way, My name is Maria, the guy that I was taking picture is Vincent Maurer. Yes, I know. He got the same last name with Mario Maurer, guess what? He's his brother! Anyway, I always took some picture of him for my drawing. His fluid movement are so graceful that I need to take his picture. The urge of a photographer instinct in me possessed me to take his picture.<br />
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Every movement that he make is like a feather, cutting through the wind. Owh SHIT! He's looking here!! I turn to hide myself behind the column and take a deep breath. I'm lucky he didn't see me. I looked at his pictures at my camera and damn I got some inspirations already.<br />
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'When are you going to stop stalking him?' I was startled, nearly dropped my camera.<br />
'Shit!! Tiqa, couldn't you give a 'hello' or something before you shocked me to death? I swear one of this days I will meet Hell earlier than Fates planned for me.' Atiqah is my best friend in the world! I share with her my feelings and my obsession for Vincent. And she is the best listener that I've got for any of my problems.<br />
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'Chill Mar, I've already wave at you from there and yet you still taking picture of Hot Stuff over there.'<br />
'Shh!! Do want the whole world to know that I'm taking his pictures? geez...'<br />
'But seriously... when are you going to say it to him?'<br />
'Say what?' I ask in puzzlement.<br />
'That you love him?'<br />
'I-I don't...Love him... I just love taking his pictures.' Tiqa shook her head in disagreement.<br />
'Anyway, better get to class before Miss Ina is in. You don't want to be punished again now do you?' with that we rushed to our class and took a seat before Miss Ina comes in. Luckily we're just in time too.<br />
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Class went by as usual. Nothing much happens except that some of the student were punished for being late to class. We're in English class and Miss Ina gave an empty book for us to write our journal.<br />
'Class, In front of you now is a book. You may write anything on it, your life, experience, poems and etc. You may even write your story in it. This will help in improving your grammar and your writing skills. Now don't worry about me reading it. You may send it to me willingly if you want me to read and grade it, anytime you're ready. But I will not force you to hand it to me. You may start writing now.'<br />
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I wonder what should I write about... Maybe my hobby? my photos? Tiqa was pulling her chair to sit with me and talk about our journal.<br />
'Hey, Tiqa... what should I write?' She thought for a while but can't seem to find the answer that I need. So both of us went on thinking mode.<br />
'Mar, how bout you write about him? about how you have been liking him since forever?' I stopped her before she can continue any further, if she weren't my friend I would already choked her.<br />
'Tiqa! could you please?' but to tell the truth it was a good idea. Maybe I would write about my love story. Anyway today I my first day, maybe I would write the day I've met him... Nah!!<br />
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My Gallery...<br />
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To be continued...<br />
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<b>(P/S: anything in this story that is related to the dead or living are purely coincidental. It does not have anything to do with any people and some name might be mentioned based on the authors imaginations only.)</b><br />
<a name='more'></a>Vemnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06626618352738446137noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030541025375867106.post-60383758056975907452011-05-31T08:11:00.000-07:002011-05-31T08:11:29.776-07:00Just a story...I'm just an ordinary girl living in an ordinary world.<br />
Don't have a great, curvy body. Not even a Fat drum body. Ordinary, just ordinary... thats me.<br />
I wake up every morning feeling like any other day. Got my glasses, and went to the bathroom.<br />
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Going to class like usual, walking and thinking. Sometimes even listening to some songs, all and all my life pretty much like the same. Listening to some lectures, writing some notes and dreaming in class..<br />
Jokes with friends, making some trouble for the monitor and thinking.<br />
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Learning new things, listening to some more songs and thinking. Yes, I do think a lot.<br />
I think about my life in the future, my lunch and dinner, volley ball and homework.<br />
I think about the lyrics to the new song that I have been listening to.<br />
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" Maafkanlah ku tak bisa mampu hidup tanpa kamu...<br />
Fahamilah ku tak mampu terus tanpa kamu...<br />
Bagaimanaku nanti...<br />
Bila tiada mengganti ....<br />
Yang ku ada hanya kamu saja.."<br />
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Yes, I am a fan of Faizal Tahir. He has a lovely voice and a great work in songs making.<br />
How will I be if I have someone that I truly like? Someone who I would sing this lyrics to?<br />
How would it feel like if I were to be someone's admirer? or someone admire me?<br />
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" Kiss me, ki-ki-kiss me<br />
Infect me with your love and<br />
Fill me with your poison<br />
Take me, ta-ta-take me<br />
Wanna be a victim<br />
Ready for abduction<br />
Boy, you're an alien<br />
Your touch are foreign<br />
It's supernatural<br />
Extraterrestrial "<div><br />
</div><div>What would it feel like to have ET as a boyfriend? What would it be like?</div><div>My mind kept on thinking all this stuff. No wonder I always dreaming...</div><div>I would like to experience what Bruno Mars said in his song Marry You.</div><div><br />
</div><div>"<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b> Well I know this little chapel on the boulevard we can go,</b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: 45.8pt 91.6pt 137.4pt 183.2pt 229.0pt 274.8pt 320.6pt 366.4pt 412.2pt 458.0pt 503.8pt 549.6pt 595.4pt 641.2pt 687.0pt 732.8pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="color: black;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>No one will know,</b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: 45.8pt 91.6pt 137.4pt 183.2pt 229.0pt 274.8pt 320.6pt 366.4pt 412.2pt 458.0pt 503.8pt 549.6pt 595.4pt 641.2pt 687.0pt 732.8pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>Come on girl.</b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: 45.8pt 91.6pt 137.4pt 183.2pt 229.0pt 274.8pt 320.6pt 366.4pt 412.2pt 458.0pt 503.8pt 549.6pt 595.4pt 641.2pt 687.0pt 732.8pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>Who cares if we're trashed got a pocket full of cash we can blow,</b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: 45.8pt 91.6pt 137.4pt 183.2pt 229.0pt 274.8pt 320.6pt 366.4pt 412.2pt 458.0pt 503.8pt 549.6pt 595.4pt 641.2pt 687.0pt 732.8pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>Shots of patron, And it's on girl</b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: 45.8pt 91.6pt 137.4pt 183.2pt 229.0pt 274.8pt 320.6pt 366.4pt 412.2pt 458.0pt 503.8pt 549.6pt 595.4pt 641.2pt 687.0pt 732.8pt;"><span style="color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>Don't say no, no, no, no-no;</b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: 45.8pt 91.6pt 137.4pt 183.2pt 229.0pt 274.8pt 320.6pt 366.4pt 412.2pt 458.0pt 503.8pt 549.6pt 595.4pt 641.2pt 687.0pt 732.8pt;"><span style="color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>Just say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah;</b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: 45.8pt 91.6pt 137.4pt 183.2pt 229.0pt 274.8pt 320.6pt 366.4pt 412.2pt 458.0pt 503.8pt 549.6pt 595.4pt 641.2pt 687.0pt 732.8pt;"><span style="color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>And we'll go, go, go, go-go.</b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: 45.8pt 91.6pt 137.4pt 183.2pt 229.0pt 274.8pt 320.6pt 366.4pt 412.2pt 458.0pt 503.8pt 549.6pt 595.4pt 641.2pt 687.0pt 732.8pt;"><span style="color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>If you're ready, like I'm ready. "</b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 15.5pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: 45.8pt 91.6pt 137.4pt 183.2pt 229.0pt 274.8pt 320.6pt 366.4pt 412.2pt 458.0pt 503.8pt 549.6pt 595.4pt 641.2pt 687.0pt 732.8pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b><br />
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</b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: 45.8pt 91.6pt 137.4pt 183.2pt 229.0pt 274.8pt 320.6pt 366.4pt 412.2pt 458.0pt 503.8pt 549.6pt 595.4pt 641.2pt 687.0pt 732.8pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Anyway... my life pretty much full "What If, what would and all the other stuff..."</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: 45.8pt 91.6pt 137.4pt 183.2pt 229.0pt 274.8pt 320.6pt 366.4pt 412.2pt 458.0pt 503.8pt 549.6pt 595.4pt 641.2pt 687.0pt 732.8pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Thats me,... ordinary..</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: 45.8pt 91.6pt 137.4pt 183.2pt 229.0pt 274.8pt 320.6pt 366.4pt 412.2pt 458.0pt 503.8pt 549.6pt 595.4pt 641.2pt 687.0pt 732.8pt;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Courier New"; font-size: 15.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p> </o:p></span></div>Vemnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06626618352738446137noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030541025375867106.post-16391778851319627202011-05-21T01:07:00.000-07:002011-05-21T01:07:10.948-07:0018th May<div style="text-align: center;">I have to say, it was a very wonderful memory that I have ever had. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Why? because that was the day that I have my play and I act as 1 of the main character.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I need to thank Nik Nakimi for his inspiring blog and funny too... I can't stop laughing!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Anyway..</div><div style="text-align: center;">It was a very awesome day! and very grueling experience too!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">To actually stand infront, upstage, and act was.... I don't know...</div><div style="text-align: center;">NIGHTMARISH!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Well to have more info on what we did... please don't hesitate to leave comments!!!</div>Vemnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06626618352738446137noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030541025375867106.post-2979027270153164292011-04-10T09:52:00.000-07:002011-04-10T09:52:45.545-07:00My life in College<div style="text-align: center;">You know what it feels like to be ignorant?? I know, because you see I'm being ignorant to my friends. A lot can happened in 7 months. okay let me tell you the story from the beginning.</div><br />
Once upon a time, in a teachers institution called IPBA. Okay I started there just around June, I thought if I just be there without a care with anyone, I'll be fine. You know, that attitude there does not brings me the gossip, the bad news and the news around the campus..<br />
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Okay... It started way back in about a month or so... You know, I've notice a lot of changes in F (let us called her that). She was once innocent, now she is like a blondie bimbo.. you know, showing her teeth already... okay, not that I care..<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FtF793hd-7U/TaHbFRDfeoI/AAAAAAAAACc/72hpdYJtR_E/s1600/bimbo1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FtF793hd-7U/TaHbFRDfeoI/AAAAAAAAACc/72hpdYJtR_E/s320/bimbo1.jpg" width="203" /></a></div>But the way she act is really annoying. but you know what is worse, J, I, and F, Al and Ai is affected.. you know almost all the guys in our class is affected also. My God, I don't even know what to say. I think I know, deep in heart I already know... that she's a Bimbo...<br />
Why?? because the moment I set my eyes on her, I thought...<br />
'Hmm... She's not very .....very.... good."<br />
I just got that feeling you know...<br />
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Now I know why... it is because she's disrupting the flow of the class..<br />
I'm like a Lioness guarding it's territory, my main concern is when my territory, my self respect and image is ruined... then she will get it...<br />
I'm really Oblivious to the things around me...<br />
I don't even know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing..<br />
I really don't care...<br />
seriously...<br />
But I was really annoyed just now, when I'm said to be none strict..<br />
hey I go with the flow..<br />
I don't show my strictness because I know I'm not that good in being strict if I don't get angry and start spilling out nonesense.. anyway.. This is just what inside my heart... Confuse still...Vemnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06626618352738446137noreply@blogger.com0