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type='text'>Together;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/TBOZtjiQVuI/AAAAAAAAAXY/cC8F5hDkJnw/s1600/Missing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 260px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/TBOZtjiQVuI/AAAAAAAAAXY/cC8F5hDkJnw/s400/Missing.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481894179352106722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'm missing a lot of people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Not only those I met from OBS camp, but also those in Singapore.These are the times I wish school would just hurry up and start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The next two week, I'm going to be in a hurry.Homework, project outings etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I have to try my best and squeeze in outings with friends too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I realise these five days have opened my eyes, to my own potential.Not only as a leader, but as a person too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'm loving every second of my life, and I plan on keeping it that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;I miss you;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/TBOZtjiQVuI/AAAAAAAAAXY/cC8F5hDkJnw/s72-c/Missing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-4265741970922328477</id><published>2010-06-11T21:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T22:14:51.934+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Al'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='June Holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Najlah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Izzati'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OBS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Syafiq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Butthole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Collete'/><title type='text'>Butthole;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I just got back from OBS camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And God, I miss camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I was in Cheng Ho.Whenever time calls, we joined forces with Battuta.And formed, Butthole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love the 32 members I got to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And I especially loved going crazy with Najlah, Izzati, Collette, Al, Aris, Syafiq and gang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I miss:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The private jokes &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Najlah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and I shared; More like coughs :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The holding hand and sexy dancing with &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Izzati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The sensible talking and just keeping company with &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Collette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The chasing and attempting to pull the pants off of &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The joking and playing with &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Aris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Being &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Syafiq's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; 'girlfriend'; LOL :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I really miss all of them.Though, I thank God for having met them.But it's just so damn sad.We're having meet ups and are already texting each other like crazy.So, I think, we guys will stick together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love you, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;Butthole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-4265741970922328477?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/4265741970922328477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-5751758671344514292</id><published>2010-06-05T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T23:33:34.549+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colours'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><title type='text'>Colourful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/TApuKsc-VuI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/sdVpvyuZK7w/s1600/Colours.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/TApuKsc-VuI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/sdVpvyuZK7w/s400/Colours.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479313026660062946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Today I discovered a few thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Here they are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Maii can freaking dance! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The dudes in my level (Sec3 '10) can also dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The cast for My Mother's Chest is awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Everyone can ACT.Like really really act&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I found some unusual people good-looking; Okay I know Divya&amp;amp;&amp;amp;Karthika knows, so shhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'm so hyper now.HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;But I miss my mum;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-5751758671344514292?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5751758671344514292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=5751758671344514292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/5751758671344514292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/5751758671344514292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/06/colourful.html' title='Colourful'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/TApuKsc-VuI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/sdVpvyuZK7w/s72-c/Colours.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-8201136136444745968</id><published>2010-06-03T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T20:48:44.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wonderwall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/TAekgwxKK7I/AAAAAAAAAWw/4Y0Eq_4Mht0/s1600/Wonderwall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/TAekgwxKK7I/AAAAAAAAAWw/4Y0Eq_4Mht0/s400/Wonderwall.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478528354473356210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The performance is nearing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So is the day I leave for OBS Camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'm excited and nervous all at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;3 more days to Camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I want to press fast forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;But everyday I laugh and am happier than the day before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Day are spent with Divya and Karthika.And yes, we crap a lot.But it's healthy right? All that laughing.LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'm so happy now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Msg me and ask me why.I will tell :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-8201136136444745968?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/8201136136444745968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=8201136136444745968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/8201136136444745968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/8201136136444745968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-wonderwall.html' title='My Wonderwall'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/TAekgwxKK7I/AAAAAAAAAWw/4Y0Eq_4Mht0/s72-c/Wonderwall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-1764431848654835046</id><published>2010-05-30T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T23:33:46.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you hear?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/TAKEulf8KRI/AAAAAAAAAWo/PMN2N26OUAI/s1600/Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 330px; height: 339px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/TAKEulf8KRI/AAAAAAAAAWo/PMN2N26OUAI/s400/Love.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477086032710871314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Currently, chatting with Charmaine.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since I spoke with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I've been hacking all day like an old woman.I slept a lot too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Days have been passing.Hours are so surreal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;There is dance practice tomorrow.I don't mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Even though, Mum says I shouldn't go; Not cuz she doesn't want me to.But cuz she says if I went I might spread it to everyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I haven't started on any of my homework.Maths is the only one that looks appealing.Maths is loooooved :) Right, mrye? LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Divya promised to text me.She hasn't yet.Aww, man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I feel random.I'm drinking Ribena.High in Vitamin C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-1764431848654835046?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1764431848654835046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=1764431848654835046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/1764431848654835046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/1764431848654835046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/05/can-you-hear.html' title='Can you hear?'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/TAKEulf8KRI/AAAAAAAAAWo/PMN2N26OUAI/s72-c/Love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-6913090152550501774</id><published>2010-05-29T23:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T00:08:18.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgotten;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/TAE6oRY9fKI/AAAAAAAAAWg/EWkTkTWOaPc/s1600/Hugs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/TAE6oRY9fKI/AAAAAAAAAWg/EWkTkTWOaPc/s400/Hugs.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476723085396507810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;[ I want/need a hug; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'm confused when I see someone make new friends, yet leave me as if they never knew me.It is weird.Jealousy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Perhaps.Who knows?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'm scared when I don't talk to you for a long period of time.Cuz you're so far and I'm not there with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'm angry cuz we have fallen out, making our friendship fake and plastic.Plastic.Yuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'm moving on though, cuz there will always be my family who loves me.And till then, I'll not give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;There is tears in my eyes.But I'm not crying.I'm tearing.&lt;br /&gt;Flu and a bad sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like there's a knife stuck to my throat.It's painful as hell.And sleeping is a nightmare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I miss you people.Those who I've not spoken to for a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;You might think I'm insecure.It's okay.It's okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'm not afraid anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't want to be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-6913090152550501774?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6913090152550501774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=6913090152550501774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/6913090152550501774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/6913090152550501774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/05/forgotten.html' title='Forgotten;'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/TAE6oRY9fKI/AAAAAAAAAWg/EWkTkTWOaPc/s72-c/Hugs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-47788962565236318</id><published>2010-05-28T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T00:17:42.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Sometimes I forget how lucky I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;And then God shows me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;And I believe once again;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;I love you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Divya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;mrye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Rohini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-47788962565236318?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/47788962565236318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=47788962565236318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/47788962565236318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/47788962565236318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/05/lucky.html' title='Lucky'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-5381258364981049692</id><published>2010-05-24T19:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T19:45:50.257+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mrye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesereen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smiles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rohini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Smileeee;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S_pmGoCVXxI/AAAAAAAAAWY/-5ntMKA-fKI/s1600/Smiles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 281px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S_pmGoCVXxI/AAAAAAAAAWY/-5ntMKA-fKI/s400/Smiles.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474800561034714898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ When life gives you lemons, make lemonade&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But when life gives you smiley cereal, just eat them;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;They're gooooood ]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Today has been a roller coaster.My moods, that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;But the day was good overall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I managed to be alert and attentive in class, even though I only had about 3 hours of sleep.I'm such a survivor.Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;PESA auditions was kinda cool.And I thought &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jesereen&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; was AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you were.And as much as I'd hate to agree with Surya, I'm envious of you.Ahhhh.lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;On a more philosophical note, life is slightly disheartening at times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;But then, small things make you happy and give you the strength to keep living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And I like that very much, honestly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It's like a small surprise everytime it happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Thank you &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;mrye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; for your hug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Thank you &lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Divya&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; for your reassurances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Thank you &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;Rohini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;for your words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;You guys don't know how much they meant to me;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-5381258364981049692?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5381258364981049692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=5381258364981049692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/5381258364981049692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/5381258364981049692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/05/smileeee.html' title='Smileeee;'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S_pmGoCVXxI/AAAAAAAAAWY/-5ntMKA-fKI/s72-c/Smiles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-3420559947684334609</id><published>2010-05-22T21:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T22:16:18.264+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black Roses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Black Roses;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S_fj8NwSafI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/aMIxuuH56V8/s1600/Black+Rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 399px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S_fj8NwSafI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/aMIxuuH56V8/s400/Black+Rose.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474094495715977714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;[ I want a Black Rose; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I feel like writing about all the things I like and am grateful about life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(Apart from my family&amp;amp;&amp;amp;friends)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love the purplish red sky, with a yellow hue as the Sun comes up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love sleeping when the night is drowning is heavy rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love getting wet in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love drawing on fogged up glasses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love jumping a few steps above the ground, when I'm on the staircase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love counting what little stars there are on they sky at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love my BlackBerry :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love walking slowly to school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love the smell of old books at the library&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love Starbucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love sitting at Starbucks and feeling like a career woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love going to the funfair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love watching babies giggle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love going to school and acting like it's cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love eating honey glazed doughnuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love laughing until I forgot why I was laughing in the first place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love asking random question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love dancing crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love making people laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love getting hyper for no reason whatsoever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love black roses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love msn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love someone playing the piano for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love the smell of the grass after it rains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love playing on the see-saw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love burping and irritating people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love learning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love thinking about good memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love ice cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love being quiet sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love colours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love singing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love watching movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love everything about my life at the end of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;There.That is such a nice list of what I love.I love that list too, now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I wonder if Divya will call anytime soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'd like to talk to her :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-3420559947684334609?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3420559947684334609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=3420559947684334609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/3420559947684334609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/3420559947684334609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/05/black-roses.html' title='Black Roses;'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S_fj8NwSafI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/aMIxuuH56V8/s72-c/Black+Rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-2571928031697126248</id><published>2010-05-21T19:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T20:22:24.654+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Himanshu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tattoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Syafiqah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>We are Angels too;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S_Z6ZI_9q3I/AAAAAAAAAWI/utuV0OiSxJA/s1600/AngelWings+Tattoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S_Z6ZI_9q3I/AAAAAAAAAWI/utuV0OiSxJA/s400/AngelWings+Tattoo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473696969446501234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;[ i think we make good Angels ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It has been a long week.And the weekend is finally here.Does that fact make things any better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'm not so sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I have a speech to compose from scratch and memorise, attend a function, get some Maths done and get some sleep.I wonder if I can squeeze it all in.I wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Anyways, today I got my finalised grades/marks for Mid Terms.It isn't fantastic.But it isn't utterly disgusting.Yet.It looks very close to it, though.However, in my defense (and the entire cohort of Sec3) I'd like to say that this is our first major exam with 6/7/8/9 main subjects.We'll do better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Under Divya's recommendation, I'm listening to The Red Jumpsuit Aparatus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And I've fallen in love with their music &amp;amp; lyrics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Especially, Your Guardian Angel &amp;amp; Face Down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;About the picture above; It's a damn cool tattoo, don't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It's beautiful.Like art.It is art.I envy the person who has it.Right now, craving Starbucks.Actually, I always crave for Starbucks.It's a weekend ritual.And I think I malfunction if not given weekly dose.Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Syafiqah is leaving for Japan on Monday.Aww.I'll miss that horny person :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I spoke to Bro earlier.A short conversation; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Thank you God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-2571928031697126248?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2571928031697126248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=2571928031697126248' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-51491136764230570</id><published>2010-05-19T20:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T20:29:25.905+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secret'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hurt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Untold Story'/><title type='text'>Dear God;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S_PZTq8UupI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Z9t_AxPOUi4/s1600/cryingstatue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S_PZTq8UupI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Z9t_AxPOUi4/s400/cryingstatue.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472956904153332370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;[ Tonight, I can hear the Angels crying ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I have a secret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;No, it isn't mine to tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Now the owner is hanging by a thread.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'm in pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And I can't even tell a soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;My head hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And my heart feels ripped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Tonight, these tears are for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Please God, relief us of this torture;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Bring us the miracle;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-51491136764230570?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/51491136764230570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=51491136764230570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/51491136764230570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/51491136764230570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/05/dear-god.html' title='Dear God;'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S_PZTq8UupI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Z9t_AxPOUi4/s72-c/cryingstatue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-6660423942419217004</id><published>2010-05-18T18:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T19:34:50.660+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Results'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exams'/><title type='text'>I'm not afraid, anymore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S_J62ZmqHHI/AAAAAAAAAV4/-qpxxjCS9qY/s1600/photography-16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S_J62ZmqHHI/AAAAAAAAAV4/-qpxxjCS9qY/s400/photography-16.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472571572213128306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;[ We love the world; When we love ourselves for who we are ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Hello.It has been long.Since I did a proper post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Well, here I am to fulfill my short term fantasy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Exams are over, for the time-being.And we're all being returned our papers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It's painful to watch sometimes, our hard work going down the drain, cuz of 0.5/1 marks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Although, it is a good learning point.Seeing how we'll never forget the mistake we made that cost us those passing/ace-ing grades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Anyways, my head is throbbing.Half good and half bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I finally enjoyed dance practice after a seriously long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I loved it and whatever the outcome is, I will never regret the things I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Haha, as usual, a lot of things are going on at school.But things don't matter as much as they used to.Maybe it is a change of perspective or change of priority.Whatever it is, they just seem so trivial and minor in contrast to what holds in each and every one of our futures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Self-realisation is always the best solution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Either ways, there's going to be many practices for the UCC performance.Which I think I'm going to enjoy more than I'd like to :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I have this contented feeling, right now; Like I know what to do from now onwards.I know exactly who I am and who I am going to be.It's a very good feeling; One that makes me float above the ground.Hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'm addicted to the song, In my head by Jason Derulo.He is a good dancer and he reminds me a little of Chris Brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I went to watch Robin Hood with the family yesterday.It was quite good, seeing as I wasn't real interested in it at first.I spent the weekend with my cousins.And it rocked! I miss them very much and would love to get together every week.We forget worries and just laugh a lot.HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-6660423942419217004?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6660423942419217004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=6660423942419217004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-5713383261925138566</id><published>2010-05-14T19:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T19:08:59.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest In Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Rest In Peace, Daniel Tan.&lt;br /&gt;You will always be part of 1/2 '08 &amp;amp;&amp;amp; 2/2 '09&lt;br /&gt;You will continue to live in memories and in your courage of never giving up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;God be with us, alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Cuz a great soul's coming by you, tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-5713383261925138566?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5713383261925138566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=5713383261925138566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/5713383261925138566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/5713383261925138566'/><link rel='alternate' 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rude-awakening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Since this evening, I've attempted studying Chemistry.At least it isn't as painful as Geography.&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts are revolving around some current things that have been going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i don't know exactly how to react to it, yet.Cuz we're all quite caught up with revising for the exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It will be dumb to say that I hope everything will be alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Cuz it never is, and never will remain that way.As much as we, incorrigible humans, hope it might.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Recently, I'm having less fun than I'd like to admit.Recently, many moments have been feeling like deja vu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Too many, to be a coincidence.Which makes it all the more, creepier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Part of me, relishes these moments cuz I miss those days.But then the other part of me is angry.Angry, that my past won't let me go.And cuz it is symbolically telling me that history repeats itself.Which is not what I want to hear, right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Ever, even.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm undefined.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;u&gt;But it's time &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; redefined who we be&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;At this turn of a new century&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-637387074991986085?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/637387074991986085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-4940955919668370901</id><published>2010-05-07T18:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T19:34:13.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lack of enthu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Today we had our A Maths and Geography paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I like A Maths.&lt;br /&gt;But the same cannot be said for Geography.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;However, today I found the Geography paper more doable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Ironic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Anyways, tonight and tomorrow, I've a real tight schedule.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;What could I possible have on, you might ask.&lt;br /&gt;Well, besides all the last minute revision I got to do, I also need to have that medical check-up.Which is scheduled for 8.30am tomorrow morn.And I have to run before that.So, that means I'd probably be turning in early tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Only maybe.I surprise myself at times, with the little amount of sleep I get by with, everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'd like to talk to Bro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Been long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-4940955919668370901?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/4940955919668370901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=4940955919668370901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/4940955919668370901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/4940955919668370901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/05/lack-of-enthu.html' title='Lack of enthu'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-9221348808042244106</id><published>2010-05-02T18:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T19:20:50.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up Above</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;HELLO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Okay, today and right now, I'm real hyper.And I love my life.Have I mentioned it before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;These few days have been a little weird.I know I haven't been my best self.But today, today is wonderful.Haha.There doesn't need to be an outrageous reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Today's a reason enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I feel so, crazy? Haha.Just watched the trailer to this movie called, "Letters to Juliet".I think I'd like to watch that movie.Hehs.The whole of tonight will be devoted to completing my C.Humans notes.WooHoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I realised something, late last night.Life is full of opportunities.Life is full of moments.Whether you treasure them or detest them is up to you.Whether you grab and make use of them is also up to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love all the moments in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Good or bad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;happy or sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Cuz they are part of my life.Part of my story.Part of me.I'm treasuring every little moment.This is for everyone who made it to being part of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Thank you for all these memories, I'll keep forever in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-9221348808042244106?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/9221348808042244106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-8810766969729509162</id><published>2010-04-30T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T21:37:32.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Love Love Love Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Today I had my English exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Today I made a friend angry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And today, I discovered another new me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love myself.Do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-8810766969729509162?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/8810766969729509162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=8810766969729509162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/8810766969729509162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/8810766969729509162'/><link rel='alternate' 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"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-6814405134345436798?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6814405134345436798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=6814405134345436798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/6814405134345436798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/6814405134345436798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/04/get-up-and-go-and-get-your-own.html' title='Get up and Go and Get your own'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-3841340737291576539</id><published>2010-04-25T17:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T19:00:14.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Bhaiya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S9Qfm5MOYeI/AAAAAAAAAVw/I-27VigXDzY/s1600/Hold+My+Hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S9Qfm5MOYeI/AAAAAAAAAVw/I-27VigXDzY/s400/Hold+My+Hand.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464027000954839522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Hold My Hand, Bro ]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;High and Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I'll never find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Million to One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;A person like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;No doubt the Devil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Someone with a heart of Gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Hold on forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;You're the only one there is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Friend; You're hard to come by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Brother; I know you'll never lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Mother; I can always count on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Person; A rare diamond I found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Today is Himanshu Sharma's birthday.He's my brother.My brother from another mother.Sometimes, I wonder why he wasn't born with me.And then the others, I thank God I found him anyway.We found friendship and forged a family.I've laid on your shoulder and given you mine.We might always talk to each other.Silence prolonging more than our conversations.But we never fail to understand each other.And more than sympathise, we just listen to what the other is saying.What I'm trying to say is, you mean a lot to me.And no matter what, just remember there'll be this little sister who will always love you.Happy Birthday, brother!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;, OLD MAN! LOL, HAVE AN AWESOME BIRTHDAY AND REMEMBER ME.Loves.&lt;br /&gt;-Priyaa Nedunzeliyan&lt;br /&gt;Your sister even if the world ends tomorrow and internet ceases to exist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-3841340737291576539?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3841340737291576539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=3841340737291576539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/3841340737291576539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/3841340737291576539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-birthday-bhaiya.html' title='Happy Birthday, Bhaiya'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S9Qfm5MOYeI/AAAAAAAAAVw/I-27VigXDzY/s72-c/Hold+My+Hand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-4251431076810046821</id><published>2010-04-20T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T20:33:13.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Glass</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S82ems7aQjI/AAAAAAAAAVg/FZbOIW6We3Y/s1600/glass.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462196310802842162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S82ems7aQjI/AAAAAAAAAVg/FZbOIW6We3Y/s400/glass.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Broken trust. Broken friendship. Broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;I'll piece you back together even if it hurts me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-4251431076810046821?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/4251431076810046821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=4251431076810046821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/4251431076810046821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/4251431076810046821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/04/broken-glass.html' title='Broken Glass'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S82ems7aQjI/AAAAAAAAAVg/FZbOIW6We3Y/s72-c/glass.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-2198828960054200145</id><published>2010-04-19T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T21:19:18.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WooHoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I&lt;b&gt; think I'm falling ill. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh well.Today was an okay day.Lessons breezed by.Anticipation for the MYE is growing.Though, I got hyper here and there, through the day.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've got a new addiction.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Slipknot.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I never thought I'd say this.But they are real good.Forget good.They have me hooked.LOL.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anyways, I enjoy being with the people I love.No matter, how much we irritate each other.Or how much we crack up each other.Without each other, days would be mundane.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So thank you, gang.Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;*Random moment of hyperness passes*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-2198828960054200145?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2198828960054200145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=2198828960054200145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/2198828960054200145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/2198828960054200145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/04/woohoo.html' title='WooHoo'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-2746817034551288348</id><published>2010-04-17T19:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T19:33:01.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S8mb2t4IIaI/AAAAAAAAAVY/6Q90HS5-DZ0/s1600/life.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461067387493687714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S8mb2t4IIaI/AAAAAAAAAVY/6Q90HS5-DZ0/s400/life.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[ i'm a fighter ]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MYE are two weeks away.Give or take, a few.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm supposed to be freaking out, right? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am.Sort of.But not as much as I'd like to.Anyways, today we had the CIP thingy at school.It was weird and I was grumpy at the beginning.But after that it got better.All in all, it was a lot of fun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to say some things.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've made mistakes in life I'm not proud of.I live through moments during of which I really I wish I wasn't alive.But after all that has happened, I still thank God I'm alive today.Alive and thankful to all the expriences I've brought upon myself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes, I'm melodramatic.I can be insecure, haughty and even irritating.However at the end of the day, I'm still me.And I love me.Who I am has brought all these friends I have.And honestly, they are a bunch of awesome friends.So to that too, I'm thankful.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What I'm trying to say is, life right now isn't all that sweet and it's a bit hard.But I know one day I'll look back and laugh at this.Right now, I'm focusing on my mid terms.Once that's over, I'll deal with everything that's going wrong.Haywire.Say whatever you want.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You've got to take the good with that bad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The smile with the sad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love what you've got&lt;br /&gt;And remember what you had&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Always forgive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But never forget&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Learn from mistakes&lt;br /&gt;And never, ever regret.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I finally found the courage to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-2746817034551288348?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2746817034551288348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=2746817034551288348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/2746817034551288348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;" Sadness fills me, as I watch you be happy. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cuz&lt;/span&gt; I feel the inevitable coming. I don't want you to crumble once again. No one does. "&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-2453010265638619055?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2453010265638619055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=2453010265638619055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/2453010265638619055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/2453010265638619055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/04/crumble.html' title='Crumble'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-6017402304325342032</id><published>2010-04-10T20:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T22:56:13.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S8COdfDHZDI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/W6Yksa1Guww/s1600/Dreams.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458519385574958130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S8COdfDHZDI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/W6Yksa1Guww/s400/Dreams.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I woke up, fully satisfied.I had a wonderous twelve hour sleep.A much needed one too.Anyways, got ready to go to the gym.Met Khairina and Ifah at JP.The gym was quite crowded.There were more people than the previous weeks.We got started on the track mill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One thing's for sure, Ifah is kinda a good motivator.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After that, met Mariyah and we went to Macs to eat.I ate, at least.She accompanied me.Then we just randomly walked around.I was in search of Starbucks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Satisfied my craving for a Chocolate Chip Cream, no Whipped Cream Frappe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mmmm...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We sat and watched as people miled around JP.It was quite fun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And now I know what " mrye " means.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Muhahahahaah!~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was so tired when I got home.But it was a good day.I lost 1.5kg, since last week.As you could have already guessed, I'm real proud of this mini achievement.Hehs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's A.Maths test on Monday.Surds, Indices and Logarithms.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm going to be super optimistic and aim to pass it ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday was a good day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dreamt about someone on Thursday.And it was an amazing dream.I really like it.Love it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes, acceptance is the only thing we all need.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope the quote above is true.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everytime you wish you were dead;&lt;br /&gt;Think of me and how much I'd miss you please;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-6017402304325342032?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6017402304325342032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=6017402304325342032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/6017402304325342032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/6017402304325342032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/04/dreams.html' title='dreams;'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S8COdfDHZDI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/W6Yksa1Guww/s72-c/Dreams.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-5000349365652155532</id><published>2010-04-04T21:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T21:32:15.162+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angel'/><title type='text'>fallen angels</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S7iR_SXVmpI/AAAAAAAAAVI/hDgaWbNFvyk/s1600/angels.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456271465006865042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 381px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 394px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S7iR_SXVmpI/AAAAAAAAAVI/hDgaWbNFvyk/s400/angels.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This weekend was a break I really needed. Though as usual, during the weekends are when I miss school the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyways, slacked through Friday with the family.We had lunch at IMM.Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I went to the gym with Khai on Saturday.It was damn fun.We saw some, ahem ahem, good looking guys.But none good enough to make us stay for more than one hour.Sad.But it was a good workout.We're doing it again! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After that, walked around JurongPoint for almost an hour before Vaikesh showed up.We ate and went window shopping.I returned home and had this sudden urge to clean my room.I think I hit my head somewhere; Very hard.Anyways, only cleared my closet desk.It looks real neat, now.I had a throbbing headache, after that, for who knows how long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was supposed to do my work, but couldn't concentrate.Thus, gave up trying.I was msging Divya as sister and I watched SkyHigh.I don't care who says what, but Warren Peace aka Steven Strait was worth watching.lol.With nothing much to occupy myself with, I watched the tamil movie.Horror film.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'll be honest and say that's one of the most decent and awesome horro stories, I've seen.There was good acting, a good storyline and moreover, a quite good looking villain.Hehs.I was alone, and I kept looking around everytime the ghost appeared.lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I know this is quite a long post.Yet, I don't know why.Just feeling a bit better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I love the quote above.It's not about the friendship part, even.It's the crude and simple humour of it all.But yeah, there'll be a few people sitting beside me when things go wrong.I know who and I'm quite glad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm kinda falling in love again.&lt;br /&gt;(Sya, please, ask me if you wanna confirm.I'm not &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; predictable)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;`And tonight i'm among those fallen angels;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Who are glad they took the chance;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-5000349365652155532?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S7iR_SXVmpI/AAAAAAAAAVI/hDgaWbNFvyk/s72-c/angels.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-2081464819315250038</id><published>2010-03-31T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T22:28:17.865+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>i still love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S7Nau6BC2cI/AAAAAAAAAVA/kmWGzqBJ0kE/s1600/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454803335569922498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S7Nau6BC2cI/AAAAAAAAAVA/kmWGzqBJ0kE/s400/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've never replaced anyone in my&lt;br /&gt;life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Except for a few exceptions,&lt;br /&gt;everyone keeps replacing me in their lives.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whether it is for a while, or&lt;br /&gt;forever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thing is, I love you guys for a&lt;br /&gt;reason.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And since that day, I've never&lt;br /&gt;turned back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I still love you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-2081464819315250038?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2081464819315250038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=2081464819315250038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/2081464819315250038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/2081464819315250038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-still-love-you.html' title='i still love you'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S7Nau6BC2cI/AAAAAAAAAVA/kmWGzqBJ0kE/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-3287097508678059554</id><published>2010-03-28T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T21:54:41.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tonight i've fallen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's been a while since I blogged about my life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hmmm, nothing has changed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's still as complicated, odd, ridiculous, mind-boggling as it has always been.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not going to ramble my pain or whatever is wrong with my life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuz does it really matter?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm occupying myself with being happy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm happy helping others, and happy with being with others.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We all change; Change is inevitable.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just hope that all my friendships would make through The Change.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even though, some are losing the race.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't go back and change the things I've done.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuz honestly, I don't regret a single thing I've done.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But sometimes, I think I have portrayed myself so much in one way, no one can see me any other way.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm human too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can break.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whatever; Does it really matter?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;salus invenitur.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-3287097508678059554?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3287097508678059554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=3287097508678059554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/3287097508678059554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/3287097508678059554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/03/tonight-ive-fallen.html' title='tonight i&apos;ve fallen'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-790150673463248319</id><published>2010-03-27T23:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T00:34:44.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time; For a friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S64tug1jUgI/AAAAAAAAAU4/-nuQf-81tn8/s1600/Time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453346475904029186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S64tug1jUgI/AAAAAAAAAU4/-nuQf-81tn8/s400/Time.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's this big hole inside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That I think even time won't fix&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A gaping, painful hole&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That hurts whenever she walks by&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But deep deep down&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know I've done my best&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Made her smile, made her feel beautiful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I gave her my time, attention and my appreciation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I loved her and maybe, I still do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But things changed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the next day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She belonged to someone else&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart broke &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I couldn't think of anything else&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Though I know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the end it was her choice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She made the choice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She made the obviously, wrong choice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is for a friend.A friend who I saw, never put in more effort in anything else.A friend who never wanted anything more than, her.Though now it seems like all's lost.I just would like to say that, things could have been different.She could have been his, but no, she's not.It's not meant to be that way.He would have taken care of her, better.He deserves better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;We're here; We'll be by your side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-790150673463248319?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/790150673463248319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=790150673463248319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/790150673463248319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/790150673463248319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/03/time-for-friend.html' title='Time; For a friend'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S64tug1jUgI/AAAAAAAAAU4/-nuQf-81tn8/s72-c/Time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-1566679391917915185</id><published>2010-03-17T21:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T21:19:01.105+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divya'/><title type='text'>i miss you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S6DU0vMQaTI/AAAAAAAAAUw/zFNSBf-GlO0/s1600-h/IMY.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449589551604459826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S6DU0vMQaTI/AAAAAAAAAUw/zFNSBf-GlO0/s400/IMY.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;[ Can you like hurry up and come back already?! ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When you're gone the pieces of my heart are missing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When you're gone the face I came to know is missing too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And when you're gone the words I need to hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;To always get me through the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And make it ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-1566679391917915185?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1566679391917915185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=1566679391917915185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/1566679391917915185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/1566679391917915185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-miss-you.html' title='i miss you'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S6DU0vMQaTI/AAAAAAAAAUw/zFNSBf-GlO0/s72-c/IMY.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-6295600789233663172</id><published>2010-03-16T17:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T17:54:18.875+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hazwani'/><title type='text'>Hold my hand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S59U4NK-PrI/AAAAAAAAAUo/x2HxV2XrJrU/s1600-h/Hold+My+Hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449167398726680242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S59U4NK-PrI/AAAAAAAAAUo/x2HxV2XrJrU/s400/Hold+My+Hand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[ Hold on, We ain't gonna let you go :) ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes, some things are too hard to swallow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But you can't sit there, pissed, cry and wallow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're strong girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'll pick yourself right back up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And if you have any trouble&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby there's so many hands reaching out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life can get pretty messy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wrong decisions, broken hearts making you feel so ugly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But keep one thing &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In mind it's your life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your rights&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your say that makes your day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stay happy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And true love will come your way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smile babe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We're all here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We all love you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cheer up, sayang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-6295600789233663172?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6295600789233663172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=6295600789233663172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/6295600789233663172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/6295600789233663172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/03/hold-my-hand.html' title='Hold my hand'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S59U4NK-PrI/AAAAAAAAAUo/x2HxV2XrJrU/s72-c/Hold+My+Hand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-4807199592618625219</id><published>2010-03-14T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T21:16:34.248+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rosma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>types of love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S5zhHYiOI9I/AAAAAAAAAUg/_faglG_QfTQ/s1600-h/Love.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448477166172775378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 396px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S5zhHYiOI9I/AAAAAAAAAUg/_faglG_QfTQ/s400/Love.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've been msging Biri and Rosma for the past two days.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's amazing that they haven't got tired of my rantings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Their patience is much appreciated.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want school to start.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss Divya.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nuff said.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-4807199592618625219?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/4807199592618625219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=4807199592618625219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/4807199592618625219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/4807199592618625219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/03/types-of-love.html' title='types of love'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S5zhHYiOI9I/AAAAAAAAAUg/_faglG_QfTQ/s72-c/Love.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-5381973052756076111</id><published>2010-03-10T21:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T21:44:56.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Divya's leaving Thursday night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today was one of those, nothing much happened, days.Mid way through school, was slightly pissed off.No, I wasn't angry.I'm not that sensitive.I was just contemplating.lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After school, went to the library with Divya and Sya.We ate and talked crap.Finally finished my chapter one, and I think Divya is happy with the results.lol.Of cuz, she is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Arya McKnight, Divya's one and only.Hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'll blog properly tomorrow or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'll miss my baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-5381973052756076111?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5381973052756076111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=5381973052756076111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/5381973052756076111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/5381973052756076111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/03/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-3953333791664914362</id><published>2010-03-07T18:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T18:43:56.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>salus invenitur</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Helloooooooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm crazily super hyper right now.It's quite the first in this week.I'm unaware of the source that made me this happy, but I don't mind.lol.I barely slept the whole night.Still, woke early- as if I even slept- to send Sister to tuition.I sat there for 1.5hours doing my homework and working on my story.It was a blissful feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm eating an egg sandwhich with melted barbercue cheese.Mmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I shall agree we all sometimes lack the something in our lives.But really, we shan't care about it.I won't.I'll stop asking for things I can't get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I agree with Syafiqah's post.Life doesn't suck.It may seem like it.I felt the same way too.But at the end of the day, no matter what, I love my life and I don't think there is a much gifted soul out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mind you, I'm not bragging.I'm appreciating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;salus invenitur&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;salus invenitur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-3953333791664914362?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3953333791664914362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=3953333791664914362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/3953333791664914362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/3953333791664914362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/03/salus-invenitur.html' title='salus invenitur'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-6627281846059530516</id><published>2010-03-05T21:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T21:23:41.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thank God, it's Friday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Don't get me wrong.I love school.But the weariness you feel is worth many many weekends.Today was a little bit of a slack day.PE in the morning was a bit of torture but venting my anger out by running was cool.MT was fun, as usual.We were all completely cracked by the time school was over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;CCA was okays.But Lavania and I had to go for a safety briefing with all the other CCA leaders.Met Srivatsa and we crapped at the back of the room :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The best part of the day, was after CCA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When I made up with Divya and saw a sight to behold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now I'm smiles and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyways, back to reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It wouldn't suffice to say that I'm&lt;br /&gt;upset.It's way beyond that.But it wouldn't matter either way.Cuz you've shown&lt;br /&gt;very much, yes, that you don't give a damn.We'll never confront each other, it'll&lt;br /&gt;just cause a scene.You'll rock.And I suck.I appreciate your ways of thank you,&lt;br /&gt;for all I've done.You've just proved once again, how easy it is to step all over&lt;br /&gt;me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'll go listen to music now :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-6627281846059530516?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6627281846059530516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=6627281846059530516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/6627281846059530516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/6627281846059530516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/03/once-again.html' title='Once Again'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-6277418136059421372</id><published>2010-03-02T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T21:06:56.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ups &amp;&amp; Downs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was hyper till right after recess.It was no one's fault.Just me.I overthink everything.Anyways, it was the first time that I attempted the given question for Combined Humans.And today was the first time Ms C said my name, thrice.Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We're just testing the force field that brings us&lt;br /&gt;together.I can never hate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You're my soulmate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyways, right now drowning self in music.In love with new songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I just got my ego a little bruised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-6277418136059421372?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6277418136059421372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=6277418136059421372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/6277418136059421372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/6277418136059421372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/03/ups-downs.html' title='Ups &amp;&amp; Downs'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-4920666141100920306</id><published>2010-02-28T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T22:07:15.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappoinments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;" I'm fantasizing about Kiowa Gordan and CK, when really I'm just avoiding the fact that I'm hurt :) "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-4920666141100920306?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/4920666141100920306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=4920666141100920306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/4920666141100920306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/4920666141100920306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/02/disappoinments.html' title='Disappoinments'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-2514596896124214514</id><published>2010-02-27T13:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T13:21:11.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truce with God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm propelled back towards my old theory about love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Love is Crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now, why do I have a feeling that after reading this, people would be swearing up a storm? lol.It's an opinion.I'm not saying it shouldn't happen.But for now, just for now, love is crap in my life, dictionary and journal.Unless applied with family and friends.That is not crap.Heh.I'm feeling unusually optimistic right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yes, we all have no idea what's going to happen the next minute, much less the next day.But that doesn't stop us from living our lives and anticipating about whatever might happen the next day.True?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, might as well live the one life you get and live it with no regrets.That's my motto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Live with no regrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I know I've made mistakes but I've learnt from them.If not, I'll learn soon enough.But I can't think about these mistakes now and wonder what would have happened if I had done something otherwise, now.Being stuck in the past is worse than anything else.So move along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Things on my agenda for this term, which is on the way of ending, are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CA1 Grades&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Working Harder&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reflections&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Being happy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm going to stay happy and smile no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I'm very very random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-2514596896124214514?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2514596896124214514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=2514596896124214514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/2514596896124214514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/2514596896124214514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/02/truce-with-god.html' title='Truce with God'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-6349394316284231541</id><published>2010-02-26T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T21:34:40.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Paranoia is eating me away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyways, today's cross country was a success.lol.Of cuz, us slackers didn't run much.Yet we didn't walk all the way.Haha.But we did complete the course.So cheers to us! The girls and I went to JP to have lunch.Yes, almost half the school was roaming about there.We settled at Mac and I had my first McSpicy in two years.Hehs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was delicious, by the way.lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay, coming back to my paranoia.It's gnawing me away.I'm just trying my best to be hyper, hide it and just enjoy my life at the present.And thank God, it's working.Things will never go back to the way they were.Having said that, I'm working towards my ambition now.Cuz I can't fall back on anyone.It's my life, remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm going to be a lawyer:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-6349394316284231541?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6349394316284231541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=6349394316284231541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/6349394316284231541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/6349394316284231541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/02/decisions.html' title='Decisions'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-1338336820439763681</id><published>2010-02-21T17:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T17:17:03.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's raining outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm crying in the inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We have to move on.Cuz staying like this, will just kill us.One by one.Bit by bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We did our best.Hell yeah, we rocked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Too bad, it didn't please them enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We're Commonwealthians, remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We're warriors, we don't give up and we certainly never back down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;These few weeks had its ups and downs.But we got closer.We bonded.There were tears and lots of happy moments.Let's treasure it.Let's love this life, the only one we get to live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We shall still walk with that same old song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I love you all.And thank you to those who helped us get through this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I woke up last night, forgetting we lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I thought it was just a dream; I let out a sigh of relief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It wasn't a dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I couldn't stop the tears that followed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wish it was a dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I miss Akka, Bro and Divya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I need the comfort some find in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dedicated to the CSS Tamil Debate Team '10 and all who followed us to this war.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-1338336820439763681?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1338336820439763681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=1338336820439763681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/1338336820439763681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/1338336820439763681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-dream.html' title='Just a Dream'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-6372550292889533483</id><published>2010-02-13T15:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T16:17:31.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revived</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's been long since I got time to go on the computer.This week was, one with mixed feelings.Good and bad, both to the ultimate extremes.Hideous and beautiful.Monday; fought with a friend.Tuesday; annoyed with the irresponsibility of some important people.Wednesday; had my month made by watching/listening to someone play something.Thursday; sister's birthday and a wonderful family outing/worst &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mood swing&lt;/span&gt;.Friday; had my pride hurt and confusion/V Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sometimes it's hard to come into terms with everything that happens.When that happens I end up not eating or over eating.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Eesh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yesterday was the best Valentine's Day I've had.Somehow when you get to upper secondary, V Day isn't all about love anymore.It's more about friendship.And I love that fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thank you to everyone who made this day special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;At the beginning of the year, I promised a changed me.However, it's not working out.It's just messing me up internally, even more so.My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mood swings&lt;/span&gt; have escalated and I hate it more than the ones having to put up with it.God.I used to be so gregarious.I still am.On and off.It is not enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thus, after this long weekend, I'm coming back.I miss myself.And it's time I got my act together.My apologies to all those who had to put up with my sulky self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Having said that, let's get back to the current situation.There's truckloads of homework, debate meetings and catching up on studies, colouring this weekend.I hope I get through all this alive.lol.I just realised something too.Sometimes, you put &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; up so high, they just end up looking down on you.I've learnt my lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Foolish girl;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Don't waste your energy;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Don't waste your integrity;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;He don't mean anything;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-You all believe;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-6372550292889533483?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6372550292889533483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=6372550292889533483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/6372550292889533483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/6372550292889533483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/02/revived.html' title='Revived'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-2700341695403607251</id><published>2010-02-07T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:10:10.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are The Champions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This week was one of the most stressful ones I've ever been through.I was so under pressure that it literally reduced me to tears by Friday.However, like Sya said, it was totally worth it.You know why? Cuz on 06022010/Saturday; RI went up against Commonwealth for the National Tamil Debate and... *DrumRoll Please*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMMONWEALTH EMERGED AS THE WINNERS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meaning we have qualified to the next round.Woots.Haha.Although this is only the first round, us Commonwealthians have made history.We have eliminated RI from the first round itself.God.I'm so inspired to improve in my speech and do better.We will go to the finals and get that Championship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*We are the championsssss....!!*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So hyper now.Though this time, we have really got to plan our time very well.CNY holidays, Saturdays are all meeting days ready.This time we'll be ready.Anyways, right now got to mug on SS.Cuz tomorrow there's a test.Buh-Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The Blues beat the Whites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-2700341695403607251?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2700341695403607251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=2700341695403607251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/2700341695403607251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/2700341695403607251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/02/we-are-champions.html' title='We Are The Champions'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-6820006713477744625</id><published>2010-02-04T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T23:22:42.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;" You might not know it; But you make my day :) "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-6820006713477744625?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6820006713477744625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=6820006713477744625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/6820006713477744625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/6820006713477744625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/02/too-tired.html' title='Too Tired'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-6651274045638765415</id><published>2010-02-03T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T21:46:13.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All The Reasons Why</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;By the time I get home and complete my work, I have no more energy to even carry myself to bed.I'm so sleep deprived.I think the entire Sec3 cohort is.Gosh.Just the beginning of the 2nd month.Bombarded with homework, everywhere.However.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've no complains.Cuz I got a reason to wake up every morning and 'energetically' go to school.Reasons, actually.lol.Divya and Syafiqah would know, right? Hehs.Of cuz, I've got self-respect and I do study for myself.But sometimes, you just need some pushing on tough days.So yeah :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This entire week, we've been staying back for the debate.It's a big rush, I admit.However, it's kinda fun and I'm seeing everyone's potential, or lack thereof.It's damn cool uh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've realised something.Since the beginning of this year, I haven't gotten angry yet.Meaning really really angry.And that's a darn good thing.I'm hoping it will last.At least longer than it did, last year.Also, I'm super hyper these days.This one, I know exactly who to blame on.lol.Okay, more like thank for.Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Valentine's Day is coming.Just like the last two years, I'm not exactly a big fan of this occasion.Especially, cuz of the weird things that happen on these days.But.But.This year, I'm going to let loose a bit and have fun with this day.lol.With my friends, of cuz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That's about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just cuz he carries something that's purple, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doesn't mean he's gay :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-6651274045638765415?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6651274045638765415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=6651274045638765415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/6651274045638765415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/6651274045638765415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/02/all-reasons-why.html' title='All The Reasons Why'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-6384219434971555756</id><published>2010-01-31T18:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T18:42:35.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaks Of All Kind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S2VeN1fZoDI/AAAAAAAAAUY/pPYAXsaBHwQ/s1600-h/3P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432852117282463794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/S2VeN1fZoDI/AAAAAAAAAUY/pPYAXsaBHwQ/s400/3P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OhMyGod! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I miss blogging.Haha.I've missed lots of things, since I've been away at camp.Yet, I want to say that camp was real awesome.Even awesomer, is my class! Woots.Yeah, we were damn hyper and noisy all throughout camp.Even when we were all tired and returning back to Singapore, we didn't fail to extrude hyperness.lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yesterday, met up with the debate team at the library to discuss about the upcoming event for all Indian Makkals.Heh.We were supposed to talk strictly only about the debate for two solid hours.I even, set an alarm for it.Unfortunately, we are teenagers.We tend to break rules/resolutions.We ended up crapping about lots of things.Vaithesh had brought his guitar along.So he taught Syafiqah and Rohini how to play 'Enn Innaiye Pon Neelaavey...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Both of them when GAGA! lol.Me? Well, I'm not much of a guitar person.I'm ahem ahem sorta different.I, on the other hand, was busy writing the lyrics to Adiyae Kolluthey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(And yes Syafiqah, he &lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt; my rock song)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ahhh, damn high now.Mmmm, lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then last night, my little cousins came over.While my sister played with them, I chatted with my aunt for three hours straight.We had lots of catching up to do, you see.Hehs.I'm feeling so damn crazy right now that the calamity in my house is of no help whatsoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm so freaking excited to get to school tomorrow.Even though, there's going to be a Maths Test and the whole stress of homework.lol.Cuz I love my class.You hear me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I love my freaks of all kinds, always hyper and so damn noisy, darn supporting class!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3P Rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Awhoo!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-6384219434971555756?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6384219434971555756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=6384219434971555756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-6573820409738138370</id><published>2010-01-24T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T21:13:04.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woots</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tomorrow is packed with so many happenings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Firstly, there's Common Test in the morning, then the usual hubbub of lessons.I've got to rush to Aries to get some last minute stuff.I'll have to find someone who'd be willing to accompany me.lol.After that, try to complete as much of homework I can before getting ready.And then, it is off to the Esplanade.For the Limelight Concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Nausea and excitement is mixed like cake batter in me.Haiz.Anyways, I just hope and believe we'll have a good time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I haven't had the chance to talk to Bro much.Argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I'm flowing with poems these days, it kills if I don't write it fast enough.God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I passed th maths quiz without reading the notes ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-6573820409738138370?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6573820409738138370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-8800332970649839192</id><published>2010-01-23T16:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T16:38:13.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Regrets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sometimes I wished I'd done things some other way, ways other than the one I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just like yesterday.I wished I had listened to Divya.Or had gone back home along with Syafiqah and Rashidha.But I didn't.And I can't change what happened.It's part of my past and in me attached a very hard lesson.So I'm typing away here, with no regrets.None, whatsoever :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dialogue from Fanaa:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Like thunder before the storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Like the earth after the first rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Like a prince in a beggar's clothes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The girl is describing the guy's voice, smell and skin.She's blind.It was a beautiful scene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyways, this weekend is just going to be me and my homework.God.So many many.lol.However, anticipation is building up for Monday's Limelight Concert.Not for reasons you might think.Only.But also, cuz I've never been to the Esplanade -.-'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm very very bored, today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So anyone out there, who's sharing the same feelings, do msg/call me, k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm a fighter, who makes her peace with God;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-8800332970649839192?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/8800332970649839192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=8800332970649839192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/8800332970649839192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/8800332970649839192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/01/no-regrets.html' title='No Regrets'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-8788518046351599163</id><published>2010-01-21T19:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T19:37:39.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile For Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's been a while since I blogged.Lack of time mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyways, since today is E-Learning day, slept till around 10 plus.I woke and stared at the screen as I read all the things that were supposed to be completed.Instead of working on them, I went shopping with Mum at IMM.I bought a new outfit at Esprit.For a special occasion.Shhh, kan.lol.Then, went to fetch sister.We had lunch at the coffee shop.Lamb Chop's still the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just completed the assignments online.Now I'm going to take a shower and start on my other homework.There's Maths, MT, English, Physics and Chemistry.It won't take me that long.But I'm guessing that I'll only be sleeping near midnight.However I don't mind :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Complicated-Avril Lavigne&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Chill out whatcha yelling' for? ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lay back it's all been done before;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And if you could only let it be you will see like you the way you are;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When we're drivin' in your car and you're talking to me one on one; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but you've become;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Somebody else round everyone else;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You're watching your back like you can't relax;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You're tryin' to be cool you look like a fool to me;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tell me;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Why you have to go and make things so complicated?;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I see the way you're acting like you're somebody else gets me frustrated;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Life's like this you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And you fall and you crawl and you break and you take what you get and you turn it into; honesty and promise me I'm never gonna find you fake it;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This song, I haven't heard in a long while.But the lyrics are running through my mind like a broken record.It makes sense, and it seems to be happening right before my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Contagious-Avril Lavigne&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So I walk out in silence;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That's when i start to realize;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What you bring to my life;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Damn this guy can make me smile;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Even though I miss the old Avril, this one is a personal favourite.lol.I think Divya knows why.Things have been way off balance recently, as always.But music and some people help keep me grounded.So everytime I listen to this song, I know I have at least one reason to smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wish we were kids and enjoyed each other &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;and hadn't grown up to make everything complicated;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-8788518046351599163?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/8788518046351599163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=8788518046351599163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/8788518046351599163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/8788518046351599163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/01/smile-for-me.html' title='Smile For Me'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-7309878701675619261</id><published>2010-01-16T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T22:49:42.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;More with myself than in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I honestly believed in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Believed that it was you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm getting what I want; I'll stay happy that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You got yourself a song in my iPod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm sorry to disappoint,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm not what I used to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Never going to please everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've learnt my lessons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now I'll live my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-7309878701675619261?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/7309878701675619261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=7309878701675619261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/7309878701675619261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/7309878701675619261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/01/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-5566366945444288060</id><published>2010-01-13T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T21:06:59.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love thy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I look past all flaws and love you for all that you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yet you still doubt if I'm on your side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Your confidence in me, is insulting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-5566366945444288060?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5566366945444288060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=5566366945444288060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/5566366945444288060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/5566366945444288060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-love-thy.html' title='I love thy'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-76220018030239552</id><published>2010-01-11T19:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T19:52:11.901+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><title type='text'>Simple Pleasures</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I deleted the previous post; Sorry Rosma&amp;amp;&amp;amp;Divya.Mum's orders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyways, today was a relatively better day.Depending on how you look at it.Of course, I'll never fail to surprise you to all kinds of odd things.However I'd like to skip all the &lt;em&gt;un&lt;/em&gt;fun parts and just focus on my happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;First period was Geography, but since Mrs A didn't show up, we had free period.Divya and Shafiq robbed me of my iPod.Crappy people.lol.History was awesome too.We did role play and I represented Serbia in WW1.Very very fun.Recess was uber, ninety-niness.Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We did A Maths and I did understand.Physics was confusing but lucky we have an extra period tomorrow in which I can clear my doubts.MT was sorta like free period.But I swear, us Indian makkals, were super horny.Haha.Yes, I played a huge part in it.lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me having to be at three places at once caused my short moodiness.But it flew away soon.Chemistry; we did more self study I guess.O level results are out and I'm so proud of my school.Hopefully, my batch will do just as good if not better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Divya, Rosma, Shafiq and I lepak at the void deck near 411.lol.First time you know.We crapped mostly.However it was a nice feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm looking at the brighter side of life, and I see it quite clearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Family;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Studies;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CCA;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Self-Improvement;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Those who love me;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Music;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Books;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;99, for now;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sImPLe pLeAsuReS...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-76220018030239552?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/76220018030239552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=76220018030239552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/76220018030239552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/76220018030239552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/01/simple-pleasures.html' title='Simple Pleasures'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-5200122060396038577</id><published>2010-01-05T18:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T19:04:08.375+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decisions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rosma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English'/><title type='text'>Being Selfish Is A Virtue Too;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm liking this year, more and more.Odd, actually.Since most people don't like their classes and blah blah.I'm not being mean.Okay, think of me that way, I don't give a damn anyway.But can everyone just deal with it.Life is unfair, deal with it.You can't change the arrangement anymore, so change your views.I'm kinda annoyed with the constant complainings.It's getting sorta old.We're fifteen.Grow up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I love every one of my teachers.They are not only nice.They are very very funny.I'm serious.My english teacher asks a question and answers it herself, with sarcasm.I just so enjoy the way she talks.And my math teacher is awesome too.People saying I got quite good teachers.To which I'm hugely grateful.Thank you, God :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Divya didn't attend class at all.Argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But tomorrow, she's going to be with us like normal.We're about together for every class, except Geography.Since she didn't come, I'm sitting with Rosma baby for the rest of the term, I guess.Kausalya's been real nice.She got me a seashell with my name engraved from India.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Real nice; seeing as I have never given her anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'll admit I'm extremely tired.And very pressured.There's so many things to do.However, I'm loving it.Not the pressure but I love the whole studying thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It keeps me occupied from thinking other things and trying to save the world, and all that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Learning to be selfish, is harder than I thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pink&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dear Mr. President&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Come take a walk with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let's pretend we're just two people and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You're not better than me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What do you feel when you look in the mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Are you proud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How do you sleep while the rest of us cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How do you walk with your head held high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can you even look me in the eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And tell me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's a lot on my mind right now.Not just academic stuff.Lots of emotions running wild.I got to set things straight.I need to talk to someone and tell them things.They have the rights to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;No one said teenage was easy;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But they didn't say it would be a jungle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Why aren't I surprised?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-5200122060396038577?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5200122060396038577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=5200122060396038577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/5200122060396038577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/5200122060396038577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/01/being-selfish-is-virtue-too.html' title='Being Selfish Is A Virtue Too;'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-3831131493332667222</id><published>2010-01-04T20:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T21:25:24.222+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kiowa Gordon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sec 3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First day'/><title type='text'>I Survived The First Day Back;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was only the first day back.And I feel like I've been slogging away for months.It wasn't as bad as I expected.Yes, the flooding number of innocent, new faces of the sec1s was overwhelming.But seeing the familiar, badass types of my seniors was even more comforting.Haha.Divya was busy with her council duties so slacked the first half of the day with Mariyah.We both were bored out of our wits.Almost fell asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Divya came back for recess.Recess was a quiet affair.Then, the briefing stretched till the end of the school day.It's a confusing timetable and I got to move around only for two subjects.So isn't that bad.Besides, Divya is in every single one of my classes.Thank you, lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've got a pretty nice bunch of teachers.I know Sec3 I've got to really mug it out.Is that why the first day itself feels so rough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ouh what the hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There's rehearsal for the concert, tomorrow after school.I think I'm going to need every possible amount of sleep I can get.Mind you, I slept at 1930hrs yesterday, yet I'm dead tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;A Beautiful Beginning&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my shoes, just to see;&lt;br /&gt;What it's like, to be me;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be you, let's trade shoes;&lt;br /&gt;Just to see what I'd be like to;&lt;br /&gt;Feel your pain, you feel mine;&lt;br /&gt;Go inside each other's mind;&lt;br /&gt;Just to see what we find;&lt;br /&gt;Look at shit through each other's eyes;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm suppose to be doing my homework right now.Don't worry, my school isn't that mean.It was holiday homework.I'm just a very responsible procrastinator.I still have two book reviews and I got to find someone to print it out for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ouh, the joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still very very extremely obsessed with Kiowa Gordon;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-3831131493332667222?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3831131493332667222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=3831131493332667222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/3831131493332667222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/3831131493332667222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-survived-first-day-back.html' title='I Survived The First Day Back;'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-2451428050900128290</id><published>2010-01-03T12:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T13:12:21.594+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dashboard Confessional'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Changes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>This Is War</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The last day of the extended holidays... Last day of hiding at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;From whatever that is going to attack me, that is;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm uber excited, and I don't know how many more times I'll say it before I actually wear the word out.Just plain excited.Whoopee.I have yet to pack my things.But I don't think it will take very long.Oh and rest assured, I'll be sleeping damn early.I didn't get much sleep last night, what with my sister's weird sleeping positions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;A new year, a so-called new beginning &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We watch the season pull up its own stakes;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And catch the last weekend of the last week;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Before the gold and the glimmer have been replaced;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Another sun soaked season fades away;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That's the lyrics to Stolen by Dashboard Confessional.I've a sudden interest in this band.They're music is very quiet and darn meaningful, if you really listen to the lyrics.My new favourite and a chart topper is, Belle Of The Boulevard.Hehs.I feel like it should be my theme song for this year.Or at least till the term ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'd like to think that as has born the new year, I've become a brand new person too.But that's a bit too far-fetched.I can't fanthom not continuing what I have molded myself into these past fourteen years.I have learnt plenty and they are an added bonus.However, I'm still keeping my defiant, don't-mess-with attitude.It helps with being persuasive.Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm about to pursue 2hrs of studying.I'm not sure I'll last.So as a last desperate measure, I'm going to add caffeine into my blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chorus of Belle Of The Boulevard; From Alter The Ending&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don’t turn away;&lt;br /&gt;Dry your eyes, dry your eyes;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be afraid;&lt;br /&gt;Keep it all inside, all inside;&lt;br /&gt;When you fall apart;&lt;br /&gt;Dry your eyes, dry your eyes;&lt;br /&gt;Life is always hard for the belle of the boulevard; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't be afraid;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-2451428050900128290?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2451428050900128290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=2451428050900128290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/2451428050900128290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/2451428050900128290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-is-war.html' title='This Is War'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-174617087422939242</id><published>2010-01-02T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T22:13:43.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Willing;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Helloooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;I'm back.Meaning the regularly updating, all day in the mood to blog me, is back.The break was long deserved I think.But anyways, I'm here now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;I'm really excited to get to school but at the same time, there's this awkward foreboding feeling that creeps up.Most of us know our class, and like me, they don't exactly love how and where they are placed.Still.It's just the fact that school is back in action that comforts me the most.As weird as that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;I spent half the night watching the television.I watched 'Wanted'.Most would say the movie is crap.But I thought it wasn't that bad.Especially cuz of Angelina Jolie and James McAvoy's acting.And I loved the whole slow effect thingy.lol.Now I'm trying to figure out how to curve a bullet.Hehs.So after boredom took me over, I switched to mtv.And all of a sudden I'm liking all these rock and metal music, I kinda didn't give a damn before.Something whacky is happening to my brain.But it's music.So nuff said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today will be the last day of sleeping late.Of cuz, I can't be stopped if I wanted to sleep late during the school days.However, due to previous sleep deprived consequences, I have decided against it.Oh and my story is on pause as always.I've got lots to wrap my head around and my fantasy world can wait.Somehow I think 2010 will still hold drama, but God willing, to the bare minimum.Whatever it is, I'll manage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Divya's in my class and I'm damn glad about that fact.I don't really know who else is.But for now, and forever, Divya is enough.She keeps me sane.And she knows that.I've missed her much this holidays.The holidays had Akka, Charm, the 5 in unison, Bro in it... Divya is for the times I'm attacked by a supernatural magnet called drama.Woots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-174617087422939242?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/174617087422939242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=174617087422939242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/174617087422939242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/174617087422939242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/01/god-willing.html' title='God Willing;'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-6416354659886739045</id><published>2010-01-01T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T21:12:13.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So it is 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A new year, and as follows my hope for a better year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Last year was fun and fantastic in its own ways, but living in the past is dumb.So am here to focus on th present; the future.The school has derived a new class system.Everyone is mixed up and honestly, I'm not happy with the class I am in.But what the hell, I'll live with what I get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yesterday, was damn shiok.Family countdown was awesome.Cousins and I danced like crazy.We even tried to dance like Michael Jackson.It was damn funny cuz we didn't do a very good job.Haha.School will be starting on the 4th, which is only about 2-3 days away.I've mixed feelings about the first week of school.But since we have rehearsals for upcoming concert, I do know it's going to be real hectic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Currently obsessed with Kiowa Gordon.That's one fine looking dude.Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm going to be fifteen this year and even taking an O level paper.More responsibilities and things.Making the right choice is going to be tougher than ever.But I'll deal with it.We'll deal with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We'll make it.We always do, in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Happy New Year, guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-6416354659886739045?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6416354659886739045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=6416354659886739045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/6416354659886739045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/6416354659886739045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year.html' title='New Year'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-593616824574914772</id><published>2009-12-30T14:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T15:03:01.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Conventional Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I know I haven't been updating much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;But it isn't like anyone is keeping track aite? So whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, spending most of my time running to and fro school.Dance practices.Tomorrow is eve of new year.As usual, as tradition calls, family gathering and partying till dawn.Seriously, I think we've gone up to 6am.Hehs.School will be starting in 5 days.God.I really can't wait.For all the reasons you guys probably wouldn't be able to guess.Finally, found Bro online.Okay, it was me actually.Dumb time difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Will update soon.Then again, who cares right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-593616824574914772?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-5628392439118933599</id><published>2009-12-24T14:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T14:50:18.362+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Avatar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The week has flown past, swiftly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I went to VivoCity with cousins.Damn fun.Suria anna, we all played a trick on Rishi.We put salt in his tea and he drank it.lol.Then, I burped at the male waiter.I was embarasses to the max but couldn't stop laughing.Hehs.I went on board a ship for a book sale.Hehs.Ahh.Then, yesterday went to Lido to watch 'Avatar'.Again with the same gang.The sound effects and music compositions were awesome.Haha.For the first time, went to Borders, and didn't buy anything.My heart was pained.Heh.Akka is coming back.Next week is loaded with dance practices.And Bro is still MIA.At least, on msn, I'm guessing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-5628392439118933599?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5628392439118933599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=5628392439118933599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Akka has gone to Malaysia and won't return till next week.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile, been a looooooooong time since I talked to Bro.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;imy2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-6850847648630329589?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6850847648630329589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-8373155934181732507</id><published>2009-12-16T15:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T15:31:47.272+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Himanshu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charmaine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>i found me ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/SyiMClfZQAI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/ZarOw4P7VvY/s1600-h/spaceball.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415732527964438530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/SyiMClfZQAI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/ZarOw4P7VvY/s400/spaceball.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Two weeks to go.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm swimming in the third last week of the holidays.I'm really looking forward to getting back to school, as weird as that sounds.It's frustrating not having 8hrs of definite education forced into my head.Haha.I'm nuts; I've lost my sanity due to lack of things to do.Tonight, going to cousin's place cuz it's his birthday.Ah, family night.lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Coming Monday will be parading to VivoCity with the whole lot of cousins for shopping.I just want to get to PageOne in one piece cuz I need stationary supplies for the coming year.I'm thinking of buying a 2010 planner.And a book.God, recently borrowed a book.It was interesting.My first time reading a book of that style.But damn, I accidentally dropped into the bookdrop.Don't ask how.I just did it.Argh.As I am typing this in the library right now, I'm also hunting up and down for that particular book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I haven't been in contact with a lot of people, lately.I just have been real caught up with my self-realisation-ing life change and stuff I'm doing.I've been working on a story.A supernatural one; The first time I'd say.No one has snuck a peek at it yet.I only typed the prologue and first chapter yet I've done 3 drafts on both.That's how tiring writing is.But I'm having fun.So wth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I wish the holidays will hurry up and end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And now I got to go hunt for that particular book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haven't spoken to Bro or Charm in a while;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Miss them both;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-8373155934181732507?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/8373155934181732507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=8373155934181732507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/8373155934181732507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/8373155934181732507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-found-me.html' title='i found me ;'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/SyiMClfZQAI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/ZarOw4P7VvY/s72-c/spaceball.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-6766100454134970446</id><published>2009-12-10T17:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T17:41:02.031+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Krish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mira'/><title type='text'>Over &amp; Out ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This week has been awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The outing with my guys: Krish, Haris and Namirah was, well, there's no words to describe how it felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I loved every single minute of it.And I miss them, a hell lot, I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've not much to say, other than that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm loving my solidarity confinement I've got myself in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Of cuz, my family's always with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Small happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've watched New Moon twice, already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Definitely, better than the previous movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-6766100454134970446?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6766100454134970446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=6766100454134970446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/6766100454134970446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/6766100454134970446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/12/over-out.html' title='Over &amp; Out ;'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-583705194265212426</id><published>2009-12-04T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T21:24:50.811+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Falling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Self Realisation ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I miss school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I miss Bro and Akka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I miss my gangs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I miss myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm seeing everytime for the first time; Since...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I fell out of &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm out of here;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;No regrets;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm not going back;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-583705194265212426?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/583705194265212426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=583705194265212426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/583705194265212426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/583705194265212426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/12/self-realisation.html' title='Self Realisation ;'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-1381463805801970732</id><published>2009-12-03T15:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T16:46:23.726+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 in Unison'/><title type='text'>Can't Wait ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hellooooo...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yesterday was damn fun.lol.So many things happened.Okay, let's start from the top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I woke up early.Mum and Sis left for school.So I was alone at home.Thus, started to get ready whilst watching, 90210.Left home and took 188 to VivoCity.It was a real long bus ride.But enjoyed it.Cuz it was raining and music was like, well, music to my ears.Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Met Dance seniors at the skypark.We ordered pizza.Then, played twister and attempted at pushing each other into the pool.Hehs.It was quite fun.I couldn't stay longer, as I had to meet Biri Akka.Only then, did the real awesomeness of the day start.I love her very very much.lol.Firstly, we stopped by Starbucks and got some caffeine into our bloodstream.Hehs.Then, we walked to lots of clothing shops.Let me type the ones I remember.Hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We went to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tangs, Zara, Forever 21, TopShop, Mango, Addidas etc etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There were many many more.lol.We tried on clothes.Okay, I only tried one cuz I was too lazy to keep changing.Haha.Biri bought a pair of damn cool jeans, a nice white top and a yellow one for her mum.Whereas, I didn't buy anything.Cuz I was short of cash :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In the end, she took the bus home while I took the taxi to meet the family at Rex Theatre.We were going to watch a movie.Aiyo.My family came half an hour late.So we bought tickets for the 9pm show.lol.We had dinner and bought DVDs.Yay! The show we went for was, " Kandaen Kadhalai ".It's a tamil film.Damn funny.Everyone watching the film, was roaring with laughter.HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The movie was worth watching.Now, I'm addicted to the songs.Hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh and a few pictures I took on the day, I have posted on facebook.Do see and must comment.lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was an enjoyable day.I loved it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today, I've been just lazing around.Watched Adhavan.Woots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What I can't really wait for is, the 5 In Unison's Outing;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-1381463805801970732?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1381463805801970732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=1381463805801970732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/1381463805801970732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/1381463805801970732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/12/cant-wait.html' title='Can&apos;t Wait ;'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-2894785704264462211</id><published>2009-11-29T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T23:40:49.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To The Basics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello earthlings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm back.It's been a long week.But I've had fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yesterday, went to West Mall with cousins.It was damn cool.After dining at Swensens, spent hours at the arcade.Ahhh.I think we spent lots of money.Oh well.It was all about our happiness, anyway.Right now, really feel like watching (500) Days Of Summer all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The 5 In Unison, we're having an outing planned out for sometime this December.I miss all of them and I can't wait.Mum said I can be out for more than 10 hours.Holy Cow.It's going to be awesome and I'm waiting for that day to arrive quickly.Hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A bit of philosophy, before I sign off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've been wondering what life's all about.For me, actually.Cuz the lessons everyone's suppose to learn is supposedly different.I like helping everyone and being there all the time.I don't know why.I just love doing that.Thing is, there are rare occasions, and I really mean rare, I wonder if you would be there for me, just as I have been for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That's about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Also, I've been watching this series called Legend Of The Seeker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hot guy, alert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-2894785704264462211?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2894785704264462211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=2894785704264462211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/2894785704264462211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/2894785704264462211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/11/back-to-basics.html' title='Back To The Basics'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-4575240640299471421</id><published>2009-11-20T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T23:27:28.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was an odd week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Of which I spent most of the time, sleeping.I don't know why.I keep falling asleep in the middle of the afternoon.Anyways, Tuesday went to watch 2012 with the family.It was a cool movie.The visual effects were so worth it.Wednesday, had family gathering.Aunt celebrated the silver jubilee of her marriage.25 years.Wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I've been alightly cranky these days.It might not show but to those who I talk often with, I'm losing my temper a lot.I'm trying to find the short circuit in my head.Haiz.I don't want to lose my temper.It's not nice.And I like these people, so what's wrong with me? Aiyo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There's nothing much to do, but continue my stories and just roam about youtube.com.What a holiday.Actually, I can't wait to get back to Labis, MY.Days there, fly by in the most serene manner possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'll return to blogging after I figure what's going on in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-4575240640299471421?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/4575240640299471421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=4575240640299471421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/4575240640299471421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/4575240640299471421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/11/weird.html' title='Weird'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-6381415992259925407</id><published>2009-11-16T17:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T17:32:14.764+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The colour of our eyes'/><title type='text'>The Colour Of Our Eyes ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/SwEbzKiWfQI/AAAAAAAAAUI/vFoPcz7eCdY/s1600/Blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404631593637018882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/SwEbzKiWfQI/AAAAAAAAAUI/vFoPcz7eCdY/s400/Blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My hair was a mess, but still not that bad, I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I learnt to move on, stay alive and keep fighting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And that's when I learnt to forgive myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-6381415992259925407?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6381415992259925407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=6381415992259925407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/6381415992259925407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/6381415992259925407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/11/colour-of-our-eyes.html' title='The Colour Of Our Eyes ;'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/SwEbzKiWfQI/AAAAAAAAAUI/vFoPcz7eCdY/s72-c/Blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-390109450796100593</id><published>2009-11-15T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T15:56:46.985+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/Sv6-xkP8JxI/AAAAAAAAAUA/KOSEDwqLTIA/s1600-h/Birthday+Girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403966361644574482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/Sv6-xkP8JxI/AAAAAAAAAUA/KOSEDwqLTIA/s400/Birthday+Girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DIVYA...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;15 November; 15112009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;Fourteen years you've lived in this world.Wow.That's a lot.I've known you, close to two years, and you still continue to mesmerise me in every possible way.You've an unique personality and probably not everyone can accept the way you are.But honestly, when they do, they'll find there's no one quite like you.Yes, we have had our set of numerous arguments and some people even get tired of it, Hehs.However, I'd just like to say thanks for being there and allowing me to mother you to torturous extents.lol.Next year, we're going to be in the same class.No matter what happens, and trust me a lot of things are going to happen, I love you and let's treasure what we have; This special bond.Enjoy your special 24hrs and keep smiling.We'll take on everything and anything that comes our way :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;P.S. It will be our 3rd Monthaversary on 19th November.HAHA.I love you, girlf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-390109450796100593?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/390109450796100593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=390109450796100593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/390109450796100593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/390109450796100593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/Sv6-xkP8JxI/AAAAAAAAAUA/KOSEDwqLTIA/s72-c/Birthday+Girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-4343431371866628945</id><published>2009-11-13T20:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T22:26:33.916+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travis McCoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rosma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Changes'/><title type='text'>Vibes;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/Sv1YI1fplkI/AAAAAAAAATk/mpu6fER5LAU/s1600-h/McCoy2.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was kinda planning to do an one line post.However, Rosma baby has changed my mind.So here goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm about to embark on a ruthless journey of cleaning my room in an hour or so.It's like a pig sty.And in my defense, I'd like to say the only reason my room's messy is cuz it's filled with books since I was seven.There.What a convincing case I've made.Hehs.I'm doing this, so I can earn an opportunity to go out.Whatever it is, I've got to clean it sometime in November; Why not now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyways, I think I might be up all night.That's how messy the room is.But it will be fun, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;By the way, I've gained the intestinal fortitude aka guts, to accept even the most indigestable truth.Cuz in the end, that's life.Life's all about being given you completely can't work with and proving how you can.Yeah, something like that, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On a much more personal note, I'm annoyed with myself right now.I've gone and pissed off someone.Someone who's made me feel better whenever I've been down.What's wrong with me?! Argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Other than that, everything is drama-less at the moment.Whether this is fortunate or unfortunate, I'm still indecisive about.But I'm sure before my mind is cleared, it will all start again.Oh well.Hehs.Anyways, guess that mostly makes who I am.Reading this book called Vibes.Quite good.Seeing as how I've managed to read it three times, already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've been browsing through all of Travis McCoy's videos.Damn.I love the way his voice sounds.Seductive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm grinning in unconcealed awe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now, I've got to go and fuel myself as I'm about to face my room, which can be subversive.Honest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/Sv1X0I9ZFvI/AAAAAAAAATc/1iLiDE4o1MU/s1600-h/McCoy2.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/Sv1X0I9ZFvI/AAAAAAAAATc/1iLiDE4o1MU/s1600-h/McCoy2.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-4343431371866628945?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/4343431371866628945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=4343431371866628945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/4343431371866628945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/4343431371866628945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/11/vibes.html' title='Vibes;'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-4156412870028986164</id><published>2009-11-12T17:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T17:49:16.154+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sadistic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Changes'/><title type='text'>Betol Betol Betol</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Apologies for the two sadistic posts, down below.But that's how I could express it.I'm not over it.Yet.But it will pass over soon enough.And I'll be back to kicking arse, in no time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've found some small things in life, that can make me smile the widest.I've been continously going to my lil cousin's house.And we watch this show called " Upin &amp;amp; Ipin ".Damn cute.I love it.Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Betol, betol, betol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hehs.I've found new song addictions too.They're much different from the ones I usually listen too.Still.Music is an universal language and guess I'm learning new ones right now.lol.Also, I suddenly find Travis from Gym Class Heroes, incredibly irresistable.Others might have quite the opposite reaction.However he does have a charismatic personality and a charming smile.Hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think my mind, soul and life is going through a make-over.I'll still be the same.Yet I think I'd be more outrageous than ever and much, much more complicated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*Grins, Evil grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm happy in th most sadistic way possible;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-4156412870028986164?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/4156412870028986164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=4156412870028986164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/4156412870028986164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/4156412870028986164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/11/betol-betol-betol.html' title='Betol Betol Betol'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-7927553817727956164</id><published>2009-11-10T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T22:38:47.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm gonna make you bend and break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Say your prayers but let th good times roll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In case God doesn't show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And trust me, I'm going to make you'll regret it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then, even God won't be able to save you'll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-7927553817727956164?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-7456351085765460563</id><published>2009-11-09T18:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T19:08:50.752+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Burning Desire'/><title type='text'>Burning Desire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After class everything just went down the drain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh well, who am I to say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Everyone please pray for me, I want this so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I die, I think I'm going to hell ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-7456351085765460563?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/7456351085765460563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=7456351085765460563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/7456351085765460563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/7456351085765460563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/11/burning-desire.html' title='Burning Desire'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-4227465011325963384</id><published>2009-11-08T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T21:49:11.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overloading</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;th devil wears prada?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Heys.I'm watching that movie right now.It's sorta interesting.Besides, days are mundane right now.God.Sometimes, the day you await for, seems like forever.Argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've been thinking a lot lately.More than I usually do.And of cuz, as usual weird things pop up here and there.Since I have nothing better to do, I think about it till I get a freaking migraine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To forgive is to set someone free&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Whether it sets someone free or not, it definitely frees the person who forgives.I don't know how it works.But it just does.It's like lifting a heavy rock off your chest or something.Remaining angry with someone takes up a lot of effort.So, just forgiving the person is better, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anothing thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sometimes when we are upset, we truly believe that no one else in the world feels the same and we are all alone.That is not true.Whether your loved ones feel the same or not, is completely irrelavant.Whatever it is, they will feel for you.Cuz they love you and no matter what, when a tear falls from your eyes, it hurts them worse.I know this seems like an overload of philosophy.However, this is some oblivious facts everyone remains, well oblivious to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tomorrow, there's school.Yes, I know I miss school.I want to go back to school.But not to get homework.Well that's what I'm going back to school for, in case you were wondering.To collect homework.Argh.And I thought maybe, just maybe, this time we'd get to enjoy our two months of holiday with no mention of homework.What a disappointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Right now, I'm running late on an assignment.Journalism.I don't mind.I think I'm going to be up all night completing it.Haha.I love long nights.With company, of cuz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-4227465011325963384?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/4227465011325963384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=4227465011325963384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/4227465011325963384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/4227465011325963384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/11/overloading.html' title='Overloading'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-3129140283160453743</id><published>2009-11-06T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T22:30:29.819+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Venkat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maisarah'/><title type='text'>Awaiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and i know you won't let a tear fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's been exactly one week since I updated.lol.Apologies.I have been contemplating lots of things.Thus, decided not to blog till I felt it was the right time.Today went out with Maii, Venkat and Amir.Shafiq couldn't make it, last minute.We rushed to VivoCity and watched "Coraline".It was quite a cool movie.But the thing I treasured the most, was the bus rides.The one on the way, and the one back.Hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm awaiting 10112009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Till then, ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-3129140283160453743?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3129140283160453743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=3129140283160453743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/3129140283160453743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/3129140283160453743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/11/awaiting.html' title='Awaiting'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-341447301831349436</id><published>2009-10-30T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T21:48:27.182+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I mean it'/><title type='text'>I mean it;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;take time to realise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Day was hectic with all the performances.I don't want to talk about it.Haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Went out to SEVENEleven with gang.Then, decided to go to the library with Divya, Maii, Venkat, Shafiq, Matin and Amir.The trip in the bus was damn fun.lol.After chasing Venkat so many times, I've gotten better at running.Hehs.Last minute, Maii had to go home.So sent her off and then proceeded to the library.Bustled up to the 4th floor, as Venkat sweared about how all the good looking girls are older than him.Haha.We didn't do much.We just scribbled our names on the table and asked each other weird questions.Matin and Amir left soon after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Of cuz, we got hungry soon enough.Ate at the cafe.We crapped a lot.Sent Divya home.Walked with Venkat and Shafiq back to the interchange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I realised something.Well only, two hours after I did it and when I was already home.I'm glad I have the "Never regret whatever I do" attitude.It's awesome, when put in weird perspectives.lol.I called Mum and talked to her.Both Biri and Mum made me feel better.Thanks.Everything feels better now.Like the sea, after an uproar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if th world ended tomorrow;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm glad i said it today;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-341447301831349436?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/341447301831349436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-1563579883080984261</id><published>2009-10-29T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T22:24:12.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The truth is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We hide cuz we wanna be found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We walk away to see who will follow us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And we let our hearts get broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just to see who cares enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;To fix them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-1563579883080984261?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1563579883080984261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=1563579883080984261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/1563579883080984261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/1563579883080984261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/truth-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-9130385209415726725</id><published>2009-10-29T21:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T22:04:08.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broken Hearted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shafiq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jacob Black'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Venkat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maisarah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>I find reasons everyday; To why you're th best</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Boo Ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;First time, I'm damn tired but also really really hyper.Hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Met Shafiq and Venkat, along with Maii in the morning at the interchange.Then, walked to school as Venkat ran for council meeting.Had to present something for EE.But slacked, and since many people didn't want to hear, I didn't waste my breath.Then, for the next two hours plus played station games organized by the council.Quite fun; Applauds for their effort.Missed dance practice cuz got held back to copy things for NYAA.Haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Had lunch with the gang.Divya was missing cuz she had a real long debrief.Venkat ran away for his drama rehearsal.Maii and I hung out behind the hall.After a while, Divya came and we just talked.I loved the breeze and the satisfaction I got.Hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Spotted Mahen, started talking to him.It's been a long time.Okay, maybe not that long.Still.Then Mahen, Shafiq, Maii, Matin and I plan to play prank on Venkat.Unfortunately, our plan was foiled.lol.Nevermind.Waited for Venkat with the whole lot of them.We watched the drama.It was kinda cool.Hehs.Finally, when everything ended, Venkat came.I don't want to say what he was wearing.Or the lack thereof.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HAHA...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Apologies.I couldn't help it.Only Shafiq, Maii, Matin and I know about this.lol.We walked really fast to the bustop cuz it was damn late.While in the bus already, the sky was dark.Scary.Shafiq was freaking out and like we all had to calm him down.lol.But everything's fine, aite? No one's in trouble.Woots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tomorrow's the last day of school.So many things on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Report book.EmCee-ing.Dancing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And going SEVENEleven with the gang after school for the last time, till next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So disconcertingly, nostalgic.Aiyo.Right now, too tired to even freaking keep my eyes open.I'd fall asleep on the keyboard.But.I won't.New song addiction.Explains everthing I feel for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;BrokenHearted-Beyonce:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You're everything I thought you never were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And nothing like I thought you could have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But still, you live inside of me, so tell me how is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You're the only one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wish I could forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The only one I love to not forgive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And though you break my heart, you're the only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And though there are times when I hate you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Cause I can't erase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The times that you hurt me and put tears on my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And even now, while I hate you, it pains me to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know I'll be there at the end of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't wanna be without you, babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't want a broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't wanna take a breath without you, babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't wanna play that part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know that I love you, but let me just say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't wanna love you in no kind of way, no no I don't want a broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't wanna play the broken-hearted girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;No, no, no broken-hearted girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;There's something that I feel I need to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But up til' now I've always been afraid that you would never come around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And still I wanna put this out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You say you've got the most respect for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But, sometimes I feel you're not deserving of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And still, you're in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But you're the only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And yes, there are times when I hate you, but I don't complain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Cause I've been afraid that you would walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh, but now I don't hate youI'm happy to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;That I will be there at the end of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't wanna be without you, babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't want a broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't wanna take a breath without you, babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't wanna play that part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know that I love you, but let me just say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't wanna love you in no kind of way, no noI don't want a broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't wanna play the broken-hearted girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;No, no, no broken-hearted girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now I'm at a place I thought I'd never be, oohI'm living in a world that's all about you and me, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ain't gotta be afraid, my broken heart is free to spread my wings and fly away, away with you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't wanna be without my babyI don't want a broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't wanna take a breath without my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't wanna play that part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know that I love you, but let me just say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't wanna love you in no kind of way, no noI don't want a broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't wanna play the broken-hearted girlNo, no, no broken-hearted girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Broken-hearted girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No broken-hearted girl&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Read the lines carefully.Damn nice :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;There are times when I hate you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6633ff;"&gt;But I know I can't replace you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-9130385209415726725?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/9130385209415726725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=9130385209415726725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/9130385209415726725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/9130385209415726725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-find-reasons-everyday-to-why-youre-th.html' title='I find reasons everyday; To why you&apos;re th best'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-41745144659416574</id><published>2009-10-25T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T22:00:03.877+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up'/><title type='text'>School-aholic;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/SuRUOi8cagI/AAAAAAAAASg/oaw0PpfGwBE/s1600-h/Pryiee03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396530862371924482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/SuRUOi8cagI/AAAAAAAAASg/oaw0PpfGwBE/s400/Pryiee03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;{ Jacob Black; }&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today took such a long time to wake up.I was supposed to wake up at 7.30am and meet Mum at JE.But I only woke at 9am.Aiyo.Still reached there, not too late.The family and I breakfast-ed together.Then, Grandma and Mum shopped at the market while I walked around, moaning cuz I was so sleepy.When reached home, wanted to sleep.However people started msging me, so I just sat in the hall, replying all of them.Hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tomorrow, is promotion day.Supposedly, no school.But I got to go for dance practise.And Maii has asked me to help with the end of the year concert.So am going to school the normal time, with Divya and Karthika.lol.So long day ahead.I don't mind, though.Two months of holidays.I'll grab all the school I can get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;One more week of school.And then, we'll be promoted to Sec3.Wow wow.We're growing up so fast.Ahh.Haha.But I don't mind that either.We're growing up together, right? lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And every minute I spend with you is like, Wow ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/SuRT_d8J7uI/AAAAAAAAASY/shHQwnKzfkQ/s1600-h/Pryiee03.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-41745144659416574?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/41745144659416574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=41745144659416574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/41745144659416574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/41745144659416574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/school-aholic.html' title='School-aholic;'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/SuRUOi8cagI/AAAAAAAAASg/oaw0PpfGwBE/s72-c/Pryiee03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-8993030168587024739</id><published>2009-10-24T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T21:42:10.176+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chocolate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shafiq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worth it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Venkat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rosma'/><title type='text'>Worth it;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Take a moment to look around;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Marched to school this morning.I was real tired and almost fell asleep during assembly.Hehs.It was the Health Carnival.Mariyah walked around with the board, while I begged people to come around our class booth.After my shift was done, walked around the carnival with Divya.She bought that chocolate fondu thingy, and I got myself cup corn.Mmm.Divya and I dedicated a song for Mariyah and Rosma.Our second dedication went out to the SEVENEleven Gang.Haha.Then, just sat at the canteen talking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Venkat and Shafiq came and made us go up to the hall for the hip hop dancing session.We all only did halfway through.After that, ciao.Haha.Venkat and Shafiq participated in the healthy cooking competition.Their sandwhich was gigantic.I still doubt it can fit into anyone's mouth.lol.Took the bus home with Venkat, Shafiq and Nila.I whacked Venkat a lot.Not fair.He's so damn thick skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;     &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And damn, you make everything so worth it;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-8993030168587024739?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/8993030168587024739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=8993030168587024739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/8993030168587024739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/8993030168587024739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/worth-it.html' title='Worth it;'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-5257840593150023551</id><published>2009-10-23T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T21:08:48.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whenever I see you'/><title type='text'>Whenever I See You;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today was...Surreal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In the morning took the bus with Maisarah.As usual, we act like we don't know each other.When we boarded 143, she forced me to sit on the upper deck.lol.Venkat came up shortly after.And then, Shafiq got in the bus at the next stop.Freaky cool aite? Haha.Spent the first few hours of school preparing for the Health Carnival, tomorrow.Actually, I didn't do much work.Just crapped with Ifah, Venkat and Shafiq more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was quite pissed off, from 1200-1300hrs.However, became super hyper soon after.Whole way through lunch, threw ice cubes at Venkat and Srivatsa.Hehe.Dance was much more energy draining than usual.Cuz I was already quite tired.After dance, Shafiq, Divya and I were waiting for Venkat.Seriously, must get him a watch.Punctuality has fall through a black hole in his dictionary.After that, walked to 7/11.My mood took a turn for the worst in the bus.Venkat and Shafiq tried to cheer me up; Thanks.But I was quite adamant.Apologies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now I'm home and super tired.Waiting for someone, now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Whenever I see you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;There comes th noisy silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And all noise is silenced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-5257840593150023551?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5257840593150023551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=5257840593150023551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/5257840593150023551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/5257840593150023551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/whenever-i-see-you.html' title='Whenever I See You;'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-4236622861772056412</id><published>2009-10-22T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T20:34:50.020+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expectations'/><title type='text'>Expect The Unexpected;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HeyHey everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today didn't go to school.Hehs.Cuz I went outing till late that it was very hard to wake up this morning.But anyways, did what I always do.I got ready and went to school; reached there around 13:15.I wanted to wait outside the class and surprise friends.Too bad, didn't happen.Cuz bumped into Srivatsa.He went on to rattle about my marks.Then, spotted Venkat and Shafiq.Talk talk, and went to see 2/1 wrapping things for the Health Carnival.I helped.Only a bit, though.Hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Talked to Mrs Loh and she told me I needn't stay back.So, went to 7/11 with Venkat and Shafiq.Mum asked if they want to come over.So it was decided, quite abruptly, that they'd come over to my place.Met Divya at the bustop while waiting for Maisarah and Nila.Mai and Nila were coming too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was quite fun when they came over.We sat to watch a movie.But the interest didn't linger long.We chatted lots.About many things.After that, Mum made me bring my albums to let them see -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We crapped quite a lot.An unexpected event that happened today.Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh and I'm an extremely happy person right now.The first reason is my results.It's awesome.Plain awesome.I'm proud of myself.lol.So hoping and keeping faith that I'd get into the class I want.Secondly, my Jacob Black.His existence itself is a reason enough.lol.Thirdly, my family and friends.It's like all the pieces in the puzzle are finally joining right.Grateful to God.Thank you, God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;And without you;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;There's no one left there;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-4236622861772056412?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/4236622861772056412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=4236622861772056412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/4236622861772056412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/4236622861772056412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/expect-unexpected.html' title='Expect The Unexpected;'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-3125956412885819294</id><published>2009-10-20T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T22:55:45.239+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Himanshu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charmaine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jacob Black'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Days of summer'/><title type='text'>(500) Days Of Summer;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sorry for MIA for these few days.But I was busy with preparations for Deepavali and all.lol.Deepavali was held at my house.So everyone gathered at my place and it was just awesome! Hehs.The joy you get when so many of your loved ones are gathered at one place, around you, is just priceless.I loved Sathurday.Heh.Spent my Sunday just sitting around cuz was very groggy from all that energy consumption the previous day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today, went for dance practice at 9am.Then rushed back home and got ready.Met Divya at the interchange and took the bus to VivoCity.It was damn long.But we entertained ourselves with stories and crap, as usual.Haha.We planned on watching a movie.So we watched:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(500) Days Of Summer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's quite an eccentric movie.Honestly, you can see the director's individuality through the direction of the scenes.It was awesome and has made it to one of my favourites.After the movie, we walked around, searching for Burger King.Had our lunch there.Then, I stuffed myself with Chocolate Chip Frappucino from Starbucks.Haha.I couldn't help it.It's so delicious.Hehs.We wandered around before heading back home.The ride back home was slightly quieter.Then, met Mum and Sister at IMM.Mum was getting a haircut.After nonsens-ing with the family a while, went for dinner.It has been a long day and I'm dead tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;However, even though the day's near its end; Three things are always on my mind:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My Jacob Black.Results.(500) Days Of Summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A person.An event.A movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;How nice, eh? lol.I'm so weird.But yeah.These are the things on my mind.Tomorrow's the release of our results.I'm expectant.Quite nervous too.Yet I really want to face this.Woots.Am nuts, please excuse me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Bro's blog song is quite addictive.Even though, I don't understand a single word -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss Jacob Black, Bro and Charmaine :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-3125956412885819294?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3125956412885819294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-7036330423161730267</id><published>2009-10-14T16:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T16:55:08.524+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thks fr th mmrs'/><title type='text'>Thks fr th mmrs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Exams are officially over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Haha, woots.Went outing with the gang to mark the end of these exams.We went to IMM and ate at Bagus.After that just roamed around and crapped.I'm glad exams are over and now I shall impatiently await the release of the results.lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After outing, went to fetch Sister with mum.And talked to mum about the recent happenings at school.We spent about 2hrs at Mac, just talking.It was really nice.A good change.Then it started raining and I walked through the coffee shop with my umbrella still over my head.That's when I laid eyes on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh God.Damn.Ahhh.Torture.Just, pure torture.lol.Mum said it was electrifying.And I couldn't stop smiling after that.Still can't.Haha.He's so hot.Okay, shall shut up now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've been learning a lot.Hehs.I can't wait for next year, actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thks fr th mmrs;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-7036330423161730267?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/7036330423161730267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=7036330423161730267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/7036330423161730267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/7036330423161730267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/thks-fr-th-mmrs.html' title='Thks fr th mmrs'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-3890415598870691250</id><published>2009-10-10T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T21:22:55.071+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thinking of you'/><title type='text'>Thinking Of You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HeyHey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today woke up damn early to send sister to school, cuz she had some enrichment class.Then, went to Science Centre Mac to meet th gang.I was real early.Slowly, everyone arrived.All had breakfast and walked over to the library.Divya and I did Science while the rest pondered over Maths.My mood went out in the middle so I walked all around the library, aimlessly.But chocolate cheered me up.Hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Some time later, started drilling Shafiq on Science.Fuu! He so smart.HAHA! Okay, sorry.Oh and there were three malay guys.Darn annoying.They kept talking and laughing at us.I was so pissed.But we got back at them.That part was hilarious.lol.Next everyone was hungry so went down to the little cafe to lunch.We played 'What if' and talked a lot of crap.Though Divya and I had to leave slightly earlier cuz we had to be back home.The rest of them went to get horny on 'Naughty G' drink.Horny Horny! Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just went to Bro's blog.He changed his blog song.Now, it's 'Missin You-Trey Songz'.Haiz.That's my ringtone.I wish there was a girl version of that song.Memories flood back and the feeling is numb-ing me.Mugging very hard for Maths and Science.Tomorrow, I'll have to be up early cuz I have to complete my DNT work too.And mug too.Don't forget the mugging part.Hehs.Ahhh.Exams attack.lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I'm praying to God real hard.Please.The times I don't talk to you, I feel like I'm lost.I don't know why.But it's like that.We don't always agree on everything but I know you're by my side no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;p.s. i never thought i'd fall for you as hard as i did;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and you just called as i was thinking about you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-3890415598870691250?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3890415598870691250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=3890415598870691250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/3890415598870691250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/3890415598870691250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/thinking-of-you.html' title='Thinking Of You'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-1165077584236309030</id><published>2009-10-08T17:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T18:22:19.111+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You&apos;re by my side'/><title type='text'>Cinderella Story;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hellooo...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This whole week has been truly, how shall I say? Fulfilling? lol.Anyways just got back home from school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;An update on this week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On Monday, us SEVENEleven Gang got soaked in the rain.But it was fun.Cuz we were with each other.Crapped a lot, like always.On Tuesday, things went weird.But by yesterday, all came back to normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today begun with me being early at school.I did some Maths and waited for people to arrive so that I can disturb people.Hehs.During MT, Mrs T left us at the library.All of us were mugging for Maths.Haha.We had two hours of Science and then ran off to lunch.I did the DNT project from 1400-1500hrs.Thanks to Surya and Srivatsa, it looks quite nice.Hehs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then Divya, Kausalya and I went to meet Ms Hao for consultation.Divya and Kausalya wanted to do for Maths, while I wanted Science.We did Maths, anyways.Half way through, though, Shafiq called saying they were all waiting for us at the main gate.lol.So we cut consultation short, made an appointment for tomorrow and rushed to meet them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;They have started calling me the gang leader of SEVENEleven -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Walked and talked, mostly with Maisarah and Divya.When we finally took the bus, well one of us got left behind.Aiyo.I kept scolding Shafiq; What a best friend.The rest of the story is confidential.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But I know everything's gonna be fine :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh and I dreamt of 99.Ahhh! So hot.Haha.And was gushing over 99 during recess, till Divya called me a nut.Thank you very much.But I don't mind.I'm too high to bother.Hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;At the moment, everything seems like a scene from the Cinderella book.Things are unfair and slightly chaotic.At least that's how it seems in my version.But like that nice classic fairytale, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Everyone will live happily ever after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So relax, everyone.Enjoy life.Live it.And get over all your irrational thoughts.Okays? I'm obsessed with Alex Pettyfer (sp?), Jacob Black and Dimitri.I realise they're either a star or a fictional character.But wth.I don't care.They help cope with reality.And that's awesome! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;And everything's alright;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cuz you're by my side;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-1165077584236309030?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1165077584236309030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=1165077584236309030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/1165077584236309030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/1165077584236309030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/cinderella-story.html' title='Cinderella Story;'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-4523937115844248490</id><published>2009-10-04T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T22:14:55.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Helloooo ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm feeling so much better, compared to yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyways, throughout the day was msging Biri and Divya.It was quite fun.And I forced Divya to turn the television on to watch some (&lt;em&gt;drool worthy, mind you&lt;/em&gt;), six packs.Haha.I've also finally, completed my notes for Science.And talked lots with mum.Oh, and Mr Mahen has got me addicted to Vaarayo Vaarayo from Aadhavan.Hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Chatting with Karthika and msging Divya.Ahhh.I need to go sleep soon.Tomorrow is going to be a very long day.Lots of doubts to clear with teachers and all.Woots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;All th best to everyone for th finals ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jacob Black;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thanks a million;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-4523937115844248490?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/4523937115844248490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=4523937115844248490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/4523937115844248490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/4523937115844248490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-5796813085666417233</id><published>2009-10-03T21:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T22:03:17.606+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dear God'/><title type='text'>Dear God;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Woohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My sincerest greetings to everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The heart's heavy right now, but I'm praying.And I'm glad I've got someone to talk to.Mahen can be, at times, clueless about lots of things in life.But one topic, he's a pro at.lol.And really, I'm grateful to that ding dong bell.Times have changed greatly.Haha.I'm being ironic, here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;However much this sucks.I'm glad that I have my family and friends, helping me through.It makes my thank God, continuously.And I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thank you God, for everything I have.Everything you have given me.And granting my heart's desires.No matter what I ask or how much I ask, you have always given me them.And I'm grateful beyond words can say.And yeah, tonight I'd be praying for everyone.Every single one of you.I promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm sorta in a daze right now.Mum is constantly encouraging me.And I love her for that.I am a very lucky person.I know it.I've been given life's best.Everything.And thank everyone for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If everything my heart desires happens&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sure there wouldn't be any other who would be happier&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd list all th things I'd do for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it would take all eternity to finish&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So in short, anything and everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seconds minutes hours days weeks and months go by&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you haven't left my mind even once&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've never felt so beautiful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Other than th times I spend with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So if everything my heart desires happens&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sure there wouldn't be any other who would be happier&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cuz I know for a fact&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What exactly is happening right now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't wait for Monday.So many doubts to clear with the teachers.One whole week to do all that.Then it will be full exams.Three more papers to finish.English.Maths.Science.Actually, I can't wait.I know I'm nuts.But what to do? Haha.Anyways, another thing to ask for.Not from God.But everyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I might have hurt you (intentionally/unintentionally).And for that, I'm sorry.It might be horrendous or minor, but please forgive me tonight.Give me a chance to start anew.I promise to appreciate better, love better and be better.I'm sorry.And I ask your forgiveness, tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-5796813085666417233?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5796813085666417233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=5796813085666417233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/5796813085666417233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/5796813085666417233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/dear-god.html' title='Dear God;'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-7068123889367789938</id><published>2009-10-02T20:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T22:00:08.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shafiq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Venkat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exams'/><title type='text'>p.s. i love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've stopped trying to define life, anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's so funny at times, I have no idea what words to use anymore.One moment, everything can be horribly wrong.And the next, I'd be the happiest in the world.If that's not weird, I don't know what is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyways, today had my EOY MT papers.It was quite enjoyable, actually.I can't wait for the results, already.Went outing with Divya, Venkat, Shafiq, Nila, Maisarah and Amir.Quite fun.They're a bunch of damn hyper people.We ate at Bagus.Divya and I didn't even eat properly.Then, walked around and chatted.I think we were real noisy and all.lol.Venkat had better sent my girlf safely back home.Hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After returning home, took a nap.Just woke up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Needed to talk to someone; Just did.It's nice to have someone tell you things about yourself.Ones you weren't that aware of.Life's a bomb ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;                                                                                                                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/SsYA0JBLSPI/AAAAAAAAASI/kXx8hRFfvn0/s1600-h/i+love+you.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387994899969427698" style="WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/SsYA0JBLSPI/AAAAAAAAASI/kXx8hRFfvn0/s400/i+love+you.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-7068123889367789938?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/7068123889367789938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=7068123889367789938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/7068123889367789938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/7068123889367789938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/ps-i-love-you.html' title='p.s. i love you'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/SsYA0JBLSPI/AAAAAAAAASI/kXx8hRFfvn0/s72-c/i+love+you.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-1954759236266580686</id><published>2009-10-01T16:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T17:22:19.088+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Himanshu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hurt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Can't Stop Missing You;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm not in the greatest moods, but what to do? I'll get over it, I guess.Soon enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The day started off with Maths, we revised on our own mostly.MT; I had my oral.I was a nervous wreck, but it's done.And I'm just glad that I got it over with.We had two hours of Science since the Chinese pupils went off to take their exam.It was kinda fun.Divya and I were/are in a dangerously bad mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sometimes, things happen and it's very difficult to accept.Cuz they're so abrupt and weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Plus, they hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;However changes are inevitable.And we're going to deal with them, no matter.I wanted to confide with Bro, but cuz of damn time difference, can't find him online.I miss Bro; Quite long since I spoke to him.Tomorrow's HMT exam.I'm going to be preparing tonight.Three hours, I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I miss my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I hope everything's fine, between us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;                                                                                                                             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/SsRxGndXZbI/AAAAAAAAASA/_5T5cEQ8Wug/s1600-h/Hardest+Thing.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387555412727260594" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 90px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/SsRxGndXZbI/AAAAAAAAASA/_5T5cEQ8Wug/s400/Hardest+Thing.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-1954759236266580686?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1954759236266580686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=1954759236266580686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/1954759236266580686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/1954759236266580686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/cant-stop-missing-you.html' title='Can&apos;t Stop Missing You;'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/SsRxGndXZbI/AAAAAAAAASA/_5T5cEQ8Wug/s72-c/Hardest+Thing.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-6920178731739328399</id><published>2009-09-30T08:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T08:43:26.606+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mere Piya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jacob Black'/><title type='text'>Mere Piya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/SsKk-PKpkfI/AAAAAAAAAR4/lBQ2pUqSUOQ/s1600-h/Cousins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387049493418578418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/SsKk-PKpkfI/AAAAAAAAAR4/lBQ2pUqSUOQ/s400/Cousins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;{ I'm nuts aite? I love the picture too much }&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;HeyHey, young world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I know I said there won't be much update.But how could I resist, when they finally un-blocked blogger in my school computer lab? Haha.So here I am.The week has been going on fine.I kinda love it, actually.Yesterday, went out with family to Queensway Shopping Centre.lol.It was cool; Seeing as it was my first time.Mum was so excited to show me the place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh, and something happened yesterday; I'll never be the same again.I've been grinning non stop since that happened.Ahhh.Jacob Black! Please, don't get tired of me.He is my escape from reality.By the way, I'm not crazy, okay?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm still addicted to Knock You Down by Keri Hilson.I'm smiling, just thinking about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's true.I feel like I'm in my own world, these days.Which is a good thing, you see.Since there's so many ahem [insertwordhere] going on in school.Ignoring and just moving on is better aite? Exactly what I'm doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And do you know you make feel so beautiful? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I don't know how you do it; But there's something and you have it.I can't explain what it is, when I see your face.Yes, it's a crashin' pain at night.But your smile is so effortless, the pain, it all fades away.You're the reason I smile these days;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jacob Black;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;You've stolen this heart;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-6920178731739328399?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6920178731739328399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=6920178731739328399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/6920178731739328399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/6920178731739328399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/09/mere-piya.html' title='Mere Piya'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvAocBb9W-4/SsKk-PKpkfI/AAAAAAAAAR4/lBQ2pUqSUOQ/s72-c/Cousins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-8606086785850464252</id><published>2009-09-27T14:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T08:21:34.655+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Our Own Small World;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;`Us in our own little happy world: Me; Harsh; Vaikesh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6633ff;"&gt;{Pic is above}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yesterday was damn fun.Even though, we weren't very welcomed, I had fun.Cuz Vaikesh, Harsh, Rishi, Sister and I were in our very own, little world.I talked and laughed, so much it was a wonder I wasn't drunk.Today going to celebrate Prashant's birthday.lol.I'm so happy.I love my life.I love everyone :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;[ Since exams are here, expecting an update is, well, ridiculous.Hehs.But will be back soon ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-8606086785850464252?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/8606086785850464252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=8606086785850464252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/8606086785850464252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/8606086785850464252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/09/our-own-small-world.html' title='Our Own Small World;'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-2562931624435791924</id><published>2009-09-26T13:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T14:48:00.127+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eclips'/><title type='text'>What Hurts The Most</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Good afternoon, everybody!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mmm, yeah.I'm in a pretty good mood today.That's cuz I had my favourite chocolate chip cookies, just now.Haha.Recently, I went to Starbucks.And I tried the Cappuccino Cheesecake and Chocolate Chip Frappuccino.It was darn nice.Both of it.Hehs, I feel like having them now too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Right now, msging Biri.I've got to go to a party later in the evening.That's why I'm blogging now.In the confusion I was in yesterday, I even managed to write a song.I'm only done with the chorus.But it's nice.I like it.I keep singing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I will be there for you.Even if you think all's ended.I've said this to everyone I know.And same goes to you too.I will catch you before you fall, cuz warning isn't within my rights.You're hurting, and I can't make it right.I can't wipe away th tears, cuz I don't know how.But I will make you smile and laugh as much as I can.I'll make you happy so you can forget th pain for a while.Just a moment, so you'd enjoy life.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'll do that for you, at th very least.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;My beautiful Sun;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;And th temporary Eclipse;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-2562931624435791924?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2562931624435791924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=2562931624435791924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/2562931624435791924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/2562931624435791924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-hurts-most_26.html' title='What Hurts The Most'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-7140669951694839343</id><published>2009-09-25T20:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T22:50:53.194+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waiting For Your Call'/><title type='text'>Waiting For Your Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Helloooo...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today was absolute fun.Sorta.I arrived at school quite early, cuz we had to bring things for our Home Econs practical.Thing is, in the rush, I forgot my apron.I was so sleepy and blur( &lt;em&gt;quiet old man! &lt;/em&gt;), I asked Mahen.He was like, I don't take Home Econs.Haha.Anyways, sweet sweet Rashi lent me hers.Thanks, babe.Our dish came out better than expected.As usual, the salad was the best.Hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;MT wasn't all that fun.We were missing people in class, due to our seniors' awards day ceremony thingy.Then, got a msg from Mira.She wanted to meet up, so we could study.So, asked mum and was allowed to go.I went back home to change first and went to Mac, to meet Mira.When she came, we actually talked more than we studied.Haha.It was fun.There was a lot of guys involved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And lately, Mira feels like it is P4 all over again, aite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Haha, okay okay.&lt;em&gt;Subtle Subtle&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now, just sitting about, thinking.Yes, that's what I do better than anything else.I'm slightly confused.It makes my heart beat really really fast.My head has the whole emo thing going on.I even made a poem/song for right now.How nice.Irony is a gift.I keep getting it.Why people are so complicated, I have no idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;And this time, I need the real Jacob Black to please stand up;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-7140669951694839343?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/7140669951694839343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=7140669951694839343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/7140669951694839343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/7140669951694839343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/09/waiting-for-your-call.html' title='Waiting For Your Call'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-8784385490077025462</id><published>2009-09-24T17:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T17:59:37.099+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thank you God'/><title type='text'>Cranky Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'd start off this post questioning my sanity but I won't.Cuz there's none left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Actually, I was real bummed out until a few minutes ago.Bro gave me a good humored advice and friend called.So I'm kinda hyper right now.But anyway, here's the recount for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was the earliest at school today.During Maths, everyone was mugging hard.It was funny, cuz never have I seen my entire class concentrate so hard.We resembled a bunch of studying freaks.Hehs.MT was funny, as always.Sya and Rashi brought the kueh kuehs, so we all ate them.NiceNice.I didn't have recess, cuz ran errands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;English was awesome.We did vocab.Which to me, was like a boon, really.Science was cool too.I like having discussions with Ms N.She's fun.I didn't have lunch too.Which is what made me so cranky.No food! -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I went to fetch sister.I was msging Biri on the way.However, dropped by KFC and grabbed a bite.Amazingly, Rohini passed by so we shopped for tomorrow's practical too.And now, I'm home.What a day, eh? Hehs.Not that bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I did what I've always wanted to.I took a step back, and laughed at my own life.It was sorta relieving cuz after that I felt lighter and all.Cool eh? I'm thanking God for whatever I have.Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thank you, God; I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And Jacob Black too;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-8784385490077025462?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/8784385490077025462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=8784385490077025462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/8784385490077025462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/8784385490077025462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/09/cranky-love.html' title='Cranky Love'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-8449095257621136158</id><published>2009-09-21T14:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T14:22:31.807+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jacob Black'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mahen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>This Ain't Th First Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm damn happy now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Maybe even the happiest person in the face of this Earth, right now.lol.Lots of reasons.Let me state them all.Firstly, I got to know my Science Test score.I got a distinction a.k.a. an A2.Which is a big deal for me, since I failed the very first one.Then had another conversation with Akka and Mahen, yesterday.Damn funny.We sang to each other.Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hmmm, any other reason? Not really.I'm just being a very happy person right now.I've got that wonderful bubble feeling inside of me.It's nice.A good change.Feeling poetic.So here I go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This ain't th first time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I know it's going to be a little diferent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuz there's no doubt about th fact&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That there isn't anyone else like you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's unexplainable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes painful at night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But you leave me breathless in joy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When your lips pull into a smile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I ain't gonna live for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I ain't gonna live cuz of you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm gonna live with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;By the way, listen to the song: Take You Down- Chris Brown.It's nice, suits what I'm feeling right now.Might seem ridiculous.But I'm finding it hard to get over the fact that you're a ficitonal character, &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jacob Black&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-8449095257621136158?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/8449095257621136158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=8449095257621136158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/8449095257621136158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/8449095257621136158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-aint-th-first-time.html' title='This Ain&apos;t Th First Time'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-99421338421944810</id><published>2009-09-20T13:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T14:28:10.311+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Priya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jacob Black'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Suddenly I See</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A very good Jacob Black afternoon to all of ya'll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just chatting with Bro.I'm kinda bored.Reading Eclipse again.Don't ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But yesterday was damn fun.I was msging Akka.Then she ask me to call her so we can have a three way conversation with our temporary-went-missing friend, Mr Mahen.His phone very annoying.It kept disconnecting the call.However, we talked lots.Lots of crap.And how horribly he sings.Haha.Akka was sick.And he kept asking her to speak louder.And I think 4-5 times, I kept saying: "She's sick la!".Haha.After a while, he got the message.The longest call I've had.3 hours.lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What a record.Honestly, it was real fun.Besides, it has been a long time.And I purposely said all those memories that are very close to my heart.They're all inside, like photographs in a photo album.Hehs.We are going to do it again! Haha.Awesome weekend, this is turning into.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Maybe I'll update more later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Jacob Black's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; skin has a woodsy, musky scent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-99421338421944810?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/99421338421944810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=99421338421944810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/99421338421944810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/99421338421944810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/09/suddenly-i-see.html' title='Suddenly I See'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-8703025525784125259</id><published>2009-09-19T21:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T22:35:18.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sorry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jacob Black'/><title type='text'>Everytime</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This has been one incredibly hyper weekend for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I ain't complaining.Haha.I took my time to wake up in the afternoon.Cuz it has been a long week.And yeah, I was tired.After lazing around for so long, &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; started making notes for Maths.I was waiting for my cousins to arrive.Took them long.Hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cousins and I talked talked, had fun.Of cuz, what I did talk about was (&lt;em&gt;drumroll please&lt;/em&gt;), Jacob Black.Big shocker.Haha.He has officially become my wallpaper.And the subject of most of my conversations.I found some Jacob Black quotes from a website.So am going to post them.Enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who's afraid of the big, bad wolf?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jacob Black, New Moon; Chapter 13 p.321&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'd be better off dead.I rather you were.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jacob Black, Eclipse; Chapter 8 p.183&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Does me being half-naked bother you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jacob Black, Eclipse; Chapter 10 p.218&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next time you want to hit me, use a baseball bat or a crowbar, okay?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jacob Black, Eclipse; Chapter 15 p.335&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He’s like a drug for you, Bella. I see that you can’t live without him now. It’s too late. But I would have been healthier for you. Not a drug; I would have been the air, the sun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jacob Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eclipse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;; Chapter 26 p.599&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The clouds I can handle.But I can't fight with an eclipse.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jacob Black, Eclipse; Chapter 26 p.600&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Nice, huh? Hehs.I love them all, actually.But these are special.Either funny or got real meaning to the words.I'm still addicted to Full Moon by Black Ghosts.It's actually slightly annoying when you listen the first few times.But it can be kinda soothing.Especially when you're riding in the car, at night, when it's raining.Extremely soothing and comforting.And it remind me of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Jacob Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I can see the pain in your eyes;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can only watch as you hurt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cry for you every night;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So many things I can't say but I want to make right;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sorry;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-8703025525784125259?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/8703025525784125259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=8703025525784125259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/8703025525784125259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/8703025525784125259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/09/everytime.html' title='Everytime'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-7638071087954901367</id><published>2009-09-18T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T22:12:15.907+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jacob Black'/><title type='text'>A Guaranteed Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today I started with a relatively good mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay, not only relatively.I was damn hyper.And smiling like a mad woman.Hehs.I came slightly later than I usually do.Walked to school with Karthika; Sri gave me a heart attack by walking behind without saying anything.Then, was gushing over Jacob Black, to Divya.Haha.Who else would I talk about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The home economics project presentation went smooth.After taking my English Test, headed back to join the girls.I was kinda eager to get to dance.It's sort of the only place to release all my stress.Actually, I was damn talkative during practice.In a good way of cuz.Haha.I got praised a number of times, which made me want to dance even more.Hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;During break, Divya and I talked about Jacob Black.And after that, I was smiling through the entire dance routine.We would be dancing, then we see each other's face and our smiles just stretched wider.Haha.I'm so crazy about Jacob Black.Just so you know, I'm grinning like a mad woman right now.lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've been watching the trailer again and again and yet, again.Haha.The name itself, will make a smile, that will last more than just a few seconds; Guaranteed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jacob Black&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ahhh...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-7638071087954901367?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/7638071087954901367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=7638071087954901367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/7638071087954901367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/7638071087954901367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/09/guaranteed-smile.html' title='A Guaranteed Smile'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-7813610574150230831</id><published>2009-09-17T17:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T18:31:29.775+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Moon'/><title type='text'>New Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's been a while since I blogged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;School is as hectic as ever.I didn't attend school on Wednesday, even cuz I was so tired.Plus, I had a swollen face.Don't ask.All I want to do right now, is sleep for hours and hours.But there's so much of work to be completed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Actually, my head is in a turmoil.I don't understand people.They're the most fascinating living things in this planet.They think one thing, but say another.The important stuff, they hide inside.What for? Wouldn't it be better to just say it out.Atleast I wouldn't have a hard time trying to figure things out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Part of me is actually quite tired with the current ongoings.I don't know what to think, anymore.So shan't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Recently, it feels like every day has a new moon.I'm waiting for the slightest shine of light.It will come.It has to.Sooner or later.Ironically, I just read 'New Moon'.The only reason for re reading was, Jacob Black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Obviously.He's the only fantasy that still makes sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Biri and Divya have been keeping me sane.Yet.Unexplainable.I've been feeling a little like an emotionless zombie, lately.And I'm probably the only one who's capable of feeling totally alone, when surrounded by so many people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'd like to talk to Bro; Maybe he'll find a less violent solution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Check out this better trailer of New Moon:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=__4nk303LXY&amp;amp;feature=channel"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=__4nk303LXY&amp;amp;feature=channel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It shows exactly what &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Jacob Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; means, to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-7813610574150230831?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/7813610574150230831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=7813610574150230831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/7813610574150230831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/7813610574150230831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-moon.html' title='New Moon'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-6574720943157542083</id><published>2009-09-13T16:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T17:43:14.739+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New'/><title type='text'>Start Of Term 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello, fellow earthlings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's mid afternoon and I've still got pending homework.Art and DNT.I will complete it by tonight, for sure.During this school holiday, I've become quite lazy.Haiz.But school's going to start back, tomorrow.So, things are going to return back to normal.I'm going to devote my time revising for the finals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay, the blogskin has been successfully changed.Thanks to the creator himself.Thanks, Bro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Once school starts, I'm guessing I'll be flooding my own blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyways, do tag me on how the new skin looks like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-6574720943157542083?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6574720943157542083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=6574720943157542083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/6574720943157542083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/6574720943157542083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/2009/09/start-of-term-4.html' title='Start Of Term 4'/><author><name>Rock Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-6599212409714088183</id><published>2009-09-12T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T22:58:05.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jacob Black'/><title type='text'>Jacob Black</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I tried so hard to put Bro's blogskin, but failed.I need help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A brief update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I went to NTUC and met Rohini.We bought whatever we needed and got back to my place.I think we are useless cooks/chefs.Seriously.The kitchen looked like we blastes something.lol.Our chutney didn't turn out exactly how we wanted.But the salad was great.Hehs.Rohini washed up and for that she got to drink up all my peach tea.lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then, after sending mum off to work, went to Pasar Malam again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm going to watch television now.Nothing else up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm texting friends and thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Of cuz, only one thing on my mind.And that's you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jacob Black&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064856857509949534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491881930190615053.post-978758217922301538</id><published>2009-09-12T00:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T00:38:39.506+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Changes'/><title type='text'>Empty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've changed my blogskin, as you'll can see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yesterday, I was all weird and all.I couldn't help it.But mum helped me out.And Bro tried to cheer me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;underline&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;Thanks&lt;/strong&gt;*&lt;underline&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The song, that's playing, I'm addicted to it like crazy.I keep playing it over and over again in my phone.Today was okays.Cleaned the house with the rest of the family.That's pretty much it.Cuz we slept till 1400hrs.We party till very late, you see.Hehs.I really need to get organized.I've got to complete all my homework, by this evening.Tough luck, but not impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I really want to get back to school.All the revising and preparing for the finals is somehow a comforting idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have nothing much to say other than how much I love this skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And that my story is going great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Plus, I'd like Jacob Black to sit beside me right now :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491881930190615053-978758217922301538?l=thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolour-of-oureyes.blogspot.com/feeds/978758217922301538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491881930190615053&amp;postID=978758217922301538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491881930190615053/posts/default/978758217922301538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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