<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506</id><updated>2012-01-30T19:49:18.778+08:00</updated><category term='is the world ending? yes? no?'/><category term='Insomnia )):'/><category term='i want soyabean'/><category term='last day of 2009'/><category term='oh no pimples'/><category term='FML'/><title type='text'>OMG! IT'S ADELIA JEANETTA SIM WAN LING! :D</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1086</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-8595066967339782891</id><published>2012-01-21T09:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T09:37:37.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;BYE SINGAPORE!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I’m on myway to Malaysia in my dad’s car! I wonder how long I will take to reach stillbecause I’m tired of sitting in the car and I can’t live without internet.&amp;nbsp; I feel handicapped so I decided to type apost and I will blog it once I reached Malaysia and change the date and time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;It’s beenless than half of a day I left Singapore but I miss all my friends already.Sigh. But I know I won’t really want to go back to Singapore once I see mycousins and I know I sure cannot resist them and leaving them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Complicatingmind isn’t it? I miss my friends already! If I’m still in Singapore now, I willprobably be partying, drinking and smoking. Oh yes smoking is what I need now.I know it sounds really stupid because it’s more on habit rather thanaddiction. But here I am, stuck in a long hour car journey, rotting my assaway, blasting club songs. I need the alcohol, like maybe two pints of Erdingerto make me sleep better or something. :/ I really crave for Erdinger now. Imanaged to smoke 2 sticks for this journey! But I left with only 6 sticks! Ohno! I hope my cousin can bring me to buy cigarettes like secretly. Malaysiablack menthol is damn nice please. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I want toenjoy myself as well. Just let me smoke! I feel like asking my parents if I cansmoke but I know the answer well. It’s like obviously no. So FUCK! Sad die me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;My laptopis being a bitch as well because I’m charging my phone as well. I feel liketweeting and whatsapping! Damn! I miss you internet. I miss all my friendsalready and at the same time, I need to smoke. I feel really frustrated now.It’s all in my mind, I know. But sigh. That’s about it for my journey. I justate my medicine, hopefully I can sleep better! Time to get some sleep! Toodles!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #741b47; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vYpyGYdgkfA/TxoLP1jSLhI/AAAAAAAAKyE/mCNpP2FAWF0/s1600/001.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vYpyGYdgkfA/TxoLP1jSLhI/AAAAAAAAKyE/mCNpP2FAWF0/s400/001.PNG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;i miss you sister!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #741b47; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vd7jtlmsOkc/TxoNIk3mafI/AAAAAAAAKyM/kO29s1GDneg/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vd7jtlmsOkc/TxoNIk3mafI/AAAAAAAAKyM/kO29s1GDneg/s400/012.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tTiEwHxrxGM/TxoOLNWfgCI/AAAAAAAAKyU/bBCghHkh3jQ/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tTiEwHxrxGM/TxoOLNWfgCI/AAAAAAAAKyU/bBCghHkh3jQ/s400/019.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33407506-8595066967339782891?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/8595066967339782891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/8595066967339782891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2012/01/normal-0-false-false-false-en-sg-zh-cn.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vYpyGYdgkfA/TxoLP1jSLhI/AAAAAAAAKyE/mCNpP2FAWF0/s72-c/001.PNG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-3397691969865051768</id><published>2012-01-05T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T00:05:16.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ESTHER SISTER!! &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i was damn sick for few days and today got worse. i cough out blood early in the morning. so.. stanley cough out blood as well and both of us need doctor. and esther skipped school as well. and it's her birthday today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;so stanley drove down to find me and send me to esther house to surprise her with the present that i spent 2 nights making. i'm glad she likes it. and then picked esther up, we went to bedok 85 to see doctor and then drove to simpang bedok to have our lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;after that, esther and me went to tampines to meet ziyi and celebrate esther birthday at harry's! after that went home. i went out again to meet stanley, xiuqi, zhaoxuan and another guy. then went home again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;time to party like rockstar tomorrow! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'M SOOOO SICK! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w_GSmyHJjWQ/TwXB_vWy81I/AAAAAAAAKxU/YhWKPKpD2D8/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w_GSmyHJjWQ/TwXB_vWy81I/AAAAAAAAKxU/YhWKPKpD2D8/s400/018.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-qPbDp4KzQ/TwXDUZegt5I/AAAAAAAAKxc/cewGy1Rwi1M/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-qPbDp4KzQ/TwXDUZegt5I/AAAAAAAAKxc/cewGy1Rwi1M/s400/002.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8T193QEK6UE/TwXDa309z2I/AAAAAAAAKxk/mZnesa9_LOI/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8T193QEK6UE/TwXDa309z2I/AAAAAAAAKxk/mZnesa9_LOI/s400/005.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4Km6-UoY8I/TwXDbnNDGzI/AAAAAAAAKxs/nrP3ETErHlg/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4Km6-UoY8I/TwXDbnNDGzI/AAAAAAAAKxs/nrP3ETErHlg/s400/016.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-x6JWLht_0/TwXDikiVFRI/AAAAAAAAKx0/5D47KtGqUSg/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-x6JWLht_0/TwXDikiVFRI/AAAAAAAAKx0/5D47KtGqUSg/s400/017.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Ve64e3hCjE/TwXDpeqU0-I/AAAAAAAAKx8/1RPzcRuqUg4/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Ve64e3hCjE/TwXDpeqU0-I/AAAAAAAAKx8/1RPzcRuqUg4/s400/019.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: purple; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;KITTY! WHY YOU NO GIVE PUSS IN BOOTS EYES! :( &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/33407506-3397691969865051768?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3397691969865051768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3397691969865051768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-birthday-esther-sister-i-was-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w_GSmyHJjWQ/TwXB_vWy81I/AAAAAAAAKxU/YhWKPKpD2D8/s72-c/018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-1439885759210536241</id><published>2012-01-02T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T00:35:16.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;HOLIDAY ENDED TOO FAST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;looking forward for the next holiday! my holiday was spent wisely. IT'S ALWAYS GOOD TO HAVE FRIENDS THAT CAN DRIVE. I SWEAR. lol! i loveee it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i spent my new year in paradise and stanley sent me home after that. the night at paradise was a blast! i loveee paradise!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;anyway, so i meet esther on the 1st. she drove down to find me and then we went to pick serene up from ehub and off we go to eat frog porridge! extremely early dinner. after that we hang out at town then esther dropped me at bugis junction, stanley pick me up, went around then i went over to find esther and the rest to shisha! after that esther drive me home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;today, stanley came to pick me up and then went over to find the rest, eat at bedok market, then go town. after sending the rest home, went bedok 85 for supper then drive me home. LIKE FUN. see! TIME FOR ME TO GET MY LICENSE REAL SOON. then my turn! hehehee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;stanley was speeding and cutting lanes all the way. SHIOK MAX! windows down and speed. life! (Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;anyway, i'm leaving singapore on the 20th this month. sigh. i'm trying to avoid leaving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j5b7R704gK8/TwHbN1W7AMI/AAAAAAAAKxI/RIliFqvICBk/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j5b7R704gK8/TwHbN1W7AMI/AAAAAAAAKxI/RIliFqvICBk/s400/009.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33407506-1439885759210536241?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/1439885759210536241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/1439885759210536241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2012/01/holiday-ended-too-fast-looking-forward.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j5b7R704gK8/TwHbN1W7AMI/AAAAAAAAKxI/RIliFqvICBk/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-4913071699111686147</id><published>2011-12-31T03:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T03:19:30.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;OUT WITH MUMMY AND SISTER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;HELLO PEOPLE! IT'S 31ST DECEMBER! IT'S MY MUMMY'S BIRTHDAY! SO HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAMA! I LOVE YOU NO MATTER HOW MUCH I ARGUE WITH YOU! ;) I STILL LOVE YOU NO MATTER WHAT. HEHEHEHE. MUARK!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;i went out with mama and my sister! then i bought another blazer from zara again! fucking expensive but i love it! i feel like getting another one! but i need a lot of shopping naoxzxz. shall go shopping on monday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;anyway, i had 3 days 2 nights chalet and it was awesome! i love my classmates so much and i miss them already! lionel came down to find me for both nights to take care of me and talk to me! hehee. i'm waiting for shafique to upload all the pictures! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;i'm gonna celebrate new year tomorrow at my old second home with stanley and co! I SO LOVE PARADISE. hehehehe! 2012 PLEASE BE GOOD TO ME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;someone just got himself into trouble. this time, i'm not involved, i also won't be helping. in fact, i will be watching if possible. of all girls you don't want to grind, you go grind my friend's friend's girlfriend. so much of making yourself so low. serve you right! i washed my hands off you. go ahead, lead the life the way you want. from now, you are on your own.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FNNnzalW7u8/Tv4IzYWNgoI/AAAAAAAAKwk/u3lUaZlslIQ/s1600/039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FNNnzalW7u8/Tv4IzYWNgoI/AAAAAAAAKwk/u3lUaZlslIQ/s400/039.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xo4rgOnlXv4/Tv4I0jG9EQI/AAAAAAAAKwo/hc5r-ca2ZJ8/s1600/043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xo4rgOnlXv4/Tv4I0jG9EQI/AAAAAAAAKwo/hc5r-ca2ZJ8/s400/043.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WXDlYfvYInU/Tv4I1dos1gI/AAAAAAAAKw0/_T_vNpFBiis/s1600/050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WXDlYfvYInU/Tv4I1dos1gI/AAAAAAAAKw0/_T_vNpFBiis/s400/050.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g8zZgRlwts4/Tv4I2_lkK9I/AAAAAAAAKw4/Rkp9maBwA3Q/s1600/063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g8zZgRlwts4/Tv4I2_lkK9I/AAAAAAAAKw4/Rkp9maBwA3Q/s400/063.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33407506-4913071699111686147?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/4913071699111686147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/4913071699111686147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/12/out-with-mummy-and-sister-hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FNNnzalW7u8/Tv4IzYWNgoI/AAAAAAAAKwk/u3lUaZlslIQ/s72-c/039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-3019644663549371657</id><published>2011-12-26T14:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T14:43:52.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;MERRY BELATED CHRISTMAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;hello! i'm just one day late! SO MERRY CHRISTMAS STILL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;stanley came down to my workplace to drive me to boat quay on friday to drink. but it's so boring at boat quay until we all head over to planet paradise! I LOVE PARADISE. IT'S SO MUCH OF SOCIAL HOUSE FEELING!! &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;spent my christmas at boat quay harry's with my brothers. CK and Padrick. marcus working there so free drinks, discounted everything. lol! and marcus sent me home after that. got a swarovski photoframe from CK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;yesterday, decided to rot at home, went out with mummy, print pictures, after that chingkiat and the rest drive down to my place to find me slack awhile at night, then after that zenden cabbed down to find me, he gave me chocolate tree! MY CHOCOLATE TREE! hehehee! i love my little chocolate tree! but i don't want to eat it! :( i shall bring to chalet tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;that's about the few days life of mine. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fq4ZVbOTXQU/TvgS4oN4yqI/AAAAAAAAKwQ/krcJLe3-0Yk/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fq4ZVbOTXQU/TvgS4oN4yqI/AAAAAAAAKwQ/krcJLe3-0Yk/s400/007.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uCd6FmpEljs/TvgTDycVcBI/AAAAAAAAKwY/rv0yYkoPQSM/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uCd6FmpEljs/TvgTDycVcBI/AAAAAAAAKwY/rv0yYkoPQSM/s400/008.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oct4ki-DXec/TvgRe4BVz1I/AAAAAAAAKvk/9hW6qBW8OnU/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oct4ki-DXec/TvgRe4BVz1I/AAAAAAAAKvk/9hW6qBW8OnU/s400/001.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vpc33LK3TPc/TvgRy8iS8jI/AAAAAAAAKv8/_B4YrEVhStc/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vpc33LK3TPc/TvgRy8iS8jI/AAAAAAAAKv8/_B4YrEVhStc/s400/026.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IRa30jQ7z7U/TvgRzqys4OI/AAAAAAAAKwA/r0VwQtJjce0/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IRa30jQ7z7U/TvgRzqys4OI/AAAAAAAAKwA/r0VwQtJjce0/s400/007.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33407506-3019644663549371657?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3019644663549371657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3019644663549371657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-belated-christmas-hello-im-just.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fq4ZVbOTXQU/TvgS4oN4yqI/AAAAAAAAKwQ/krcJLe3-0Yk/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-2750919742294020274</id><published>2011-12-14T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T22:58:36.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Love You Like A Love Song~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;TOMORROW IS THE LAST DAY OF SCHOOL FOR THE YEAR! :)anyway, last week, i went back hogs. they keep calling me back. so i go back help. drink and get another erdinger pint glass home! hehehehe! and drink in the cab like a boss!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;saturday, i went out to do some stuff in the afternoon like 1plus? i was at Harry's @ Millenia Walk, at the same time, i suppose to meet zenden around 2AM for supper. so i waited there since afternoon!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;i freaking love the harry's there. and i drank a lot. around 8plus Padrick and CK came over to find me to accompany me until 2plusAM. damn nice right!! then before they come down, i already drank like 3 pints. lol. so they take care of me. DAMN NICEEEE. they damn steady. i call them, they immediately come down find me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;after that zenden come down and find me then after supper, sent me home. but was under my block chatting until 5plus AM. hmmm. tired yooo..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;i bought Agnes B. cover for my iphone like 1 week ago, this week i bought swarovski crystal iphone case. mehh. i need another Agnes B. i really love my Agnes B. cover. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;anyway, i just recover fully last week and now i'm sick again. fever, sore throat, cough and flu. fuck my life. :(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: purple; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NwY9kf6KDrs/Tui28eV4ONI/AAAAAAAAKvA/9gIv-L0ZcJ8/s1600/101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NwY9kf6KDrs/Tui28eV4ONI/AAAAAAAAKvA/9gIv-L0ZcJ8/s400/101.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33407506-2750919742294020274?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/2750919742294020274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/2750919742294020274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/12/love-you-like-love-song-tomorrow-is.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NwY9kf6KDrs/Tui28eV4ONI/AAAAAAAAKvA/9gIv-L0ZcJ8/s72-c/101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-8066824086678943062</id><published>2011-12-08T21:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T21:55:57.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;MY MISTAKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;i didn't take a day off from school. i feel so good. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;one UT2 down. 4 more to go! i can't wait for class chalet! i totally love sitting with padrick, ck, sugi and wenliang! they are damn fun people!! i'm so mad pissed today by the way. don't feel like talking about it here.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;anyway, saw zhenghan just now! nothing much about today. anyway, never will i wake anyone up again. i mean like, make me wake them up and yet they go back to sleep. risking my grades just to call them in class and then tell me actually take a halfday off. whatever lah okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;was drinking yesterday and ate medicine afterwards. zenden and jadon thinks i'm intoxicated. then after that zenden called me and chatted for awhile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;i've been thinking a lot lately. my mistake, for not choosing someone who is trying so hard to stay beside me, be there for me and yet choosing someone who most of the time failed to be there, always looking down on me. now that someone is no longer there. now is too late to turn back right? life goes on. mmhmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's okay to make mistakes. but you have to learn. i learned.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; 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font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9qM7wjsAPHk/TuC-_PLi8zI/AAAAAAAAKu0/qfiQBUpCDrk/s1600/IMG_0052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9qM7wjsAPHk/TuC-_PLi8zI/AAAAAAAAKu0/qfiQBUpCDrk/s400/IMG_0052.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;here you go, i end off with a pout. life is never easy.&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/33407506-8066824086678943062?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/8066824086678943062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/8066824086678943062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-regrets-i-didnt-take-day-off-from.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UFuIAUDsE_w/TuC-esGCEwI/AAAAAAAAKuA/0jNmnglGOyc/s72-c/snapshot%252820%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-5154478127072685386</id><published>2011-12-07T20:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T21:11:33.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ERDINGER!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;i'm drinking erdinger while studying. finished my first pint and going to start my second pint! life is good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;i love it. what's life without alcohol. time for my second pint!! chilling my glass and beer in the freezer naoxzxz. :) i just feel like blogging today..&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;anyway, my BS team damn awesome. i got padrick, sugi, CK and wenliang in my team. lol. they make me laugh like mad today. laugh until cannot breathe. lol. i need to stop laughing in order to catch my breath.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;was watching some video that almost make me cried. back to work!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;i'm invited for butler's christmas party next sunday. i can't wait to see everyone. i miss everyone!! like kelly, wilson, alex, aaron koh, yaozong, zenden, sharleen, xiaochen, uncle jeffrey, taufiq, jasmine, brax and many more lah. damn it. i need hug all of them!! i will probably get emotional!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;there are some things in life that is out of your control and you just have to live with it. face it. life goes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;ICE COLD BEER IS FUCKING GOOD. MY BEER REALLY FUCKING ICY COLD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yycVo4IIGA/Tt9lz4XVqYI/AAAAAAAAKt4/0cQeAszKdHw/s1600/snapshot%252822%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yycVo4IIGA/Tt9lz4XVqYI/AAAAAAAAKt4/0cQeAszKdHw/s400/snapshot%252822%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6AqZn6E7MMo/Tt9a2QbkmsI/AAAAAAAAKtw/AfCJpjTPNHk/s1600/376196_10150420688594005_672454004_8718532_700017567_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6AqZn6E7MMo/Tt9a2QbkmsI/AAAAAAAAKtw/AfCJpjTPNHk/s400/376196_10150420688594005_672454004_8718532_700017567_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33407506-5154478127072685386?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/5154478127072685386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/5154478127072685386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/12/erdinger-im-drinking-erdinger-while.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yycVo4IIGA/Tt9lz4XVqYI/AAAAAAAAKt4/0cQeAszKdHw/s72-c/snapshot%252822%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-2072227253619826836</id><published>2011-12-03T04:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T04:41:27.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;RWS, HARRY'S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;friday i went to celebrate chubby's birthday at liang court, after that cabbed to harry's for a drink! finally see walton after so long also! damn! where all my brothers gone to! WHATSAPP ME LEH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i finally meet adarrel! omg. after such a long time! went to vivo to meet esther and kelvin. then to resort world to meet esther's sister and her bf. we went to watch Voyage de la Vie! the whole show is damn worth watching!! at first adarrel was like hoping it will be worth watching because the tickets damn expensive but after all, the whole concert damn nice!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;after the show, i went off with adarrel. i went to meet ziyi and adelyn! went drinking at harry's chijmes. slacked there until 12am then i cabbed to brighton crescent to find zenden! cheer him up at the same time! hehehe! chat until 2plusAM then i went back homeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of people damn worried for me still uh! although i may seems really fine on the outside, but they thinks i'm not completely heal yet. lol. i'm fineee!! ;) i love all of you! anyway, i'm sick again. so fuck my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;i totally know like quite a number of people miss me in MBS. lol! they still do the 'ADELIA COME IN OVER' thingy over the grid. damn cute right! i'm so gonna go back next week to visit everyone! at the same time i will go for the titanic artifact exhibition!! omg omg. i miss them so much. i hope everything is going well! busy period coming in for them again! christmas and new year gonna be hell! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;found out something. SOMEONE LIED TO ME AND I BELIEVE. WTF. WHAT'S NEW HUH ADELIA! :( i hope those people who lie to me, their mouth will rot them to death.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;oh oh check out my new stud! ;) hot pink bytches! ;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eedSyllQUSY/TtqCJHBTV2I/AAAAAAAAKto/7m5HNV2DpZU/s1600/P1106_02-12-11.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eedSyllQUSY/TtqCJHBTV2I/AAAAAAAAKto/7m5HNV2DpZU/s400/P1106_02-12-11.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33407506-2072227253619826836?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/2072227253619826836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/2072227253619826836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/12/rws-harrys-today-i-finally-meet-adarrel.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eedSyllQUSY/TtqCJHBTV2I/AAAAAAAAKto/7m5HNV2DpZU/s72-c/P1106_02-12-11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-2235579826665726904</id><published>2011-12-02T00:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T00:26:25.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #351c75; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;DOUBTS&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;what a bad way to begin my december.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;i walked out of the house, i booked a cab and cabbed to esther's house. after that i realized i didn't bring my laptop. so i cabbed back home and then cabbed to school. so i wasted 37 bucks on cab early in the morning!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;reached class. sigh. don't talk about it. after school, went tampines with esther. i changed my nape stud to hot pink! ;) had KOI. slacked at coffee bean. after that went over to bedok 85 to meet esther's friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;they drive us home. i cabbed down to eunos because daddy told me to. i got my new phone. like HAPPY GIRL. but i need to go down starhub tomorrow to change my sim card. so FML. charging my phone now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;bet tomorrow i will be spending a lot again and also during weekends. feel like getting agnes b. cover and many more. so fuck. :( money fly like freee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;i have all the reasons to doubt you. you don't love me as much. ask yourself, for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: red;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="background-color: black; color: yellow;"&gt;lust&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JHnj-P7aJgo/TtelYdbYglI/AAAAAAAAKtg/DDjYo_a6RWE/s1600/snapshot%252814%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JHnj-P7aJgo/TtelYdbYglI/AAAAAAAAKtg/DDjYo_a6RWE/s400/snapshot%252814%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33407506-2235579826665726904?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/2235579826665726904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/2235579826665726904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/12/doubts-what-bad-way-to-begin-my.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JHnj-P7aJgo/TtelYdbYglI/AAAAAAAAKtg/DDjYo_a6RWE/s72-c/snapshot%252814%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-2064075566703215688</id><published>2011-11-30T21:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T22:37:59.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;SLEEPOVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;skipped school today to settle some important stuff! esther sister stayover my place last night! we had awesome time spent together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;we wanted to go drinking at TD but no one is going, so end up at my house, playing, webcaming, went out to buy drinks and slack at the park! went back home to sleep and went out for breakfast/lunch and at the same time, to see doctor. fucking got stronger antibiotic because i'm still sick. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;after that we went down to settle some stuff and then went bugis for shopping! me loveeeee spending time with esther! our conversations never ends. ;) best sister i ever had!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;back to school tomorrow! formal day! pffft~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i had awesome field trip to sentosa with my classmates on monday! ;) fun and lovely people. heheheh. me love them all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel richer when i'm single. why uh? lol. okay. after all i've spent like more than 1k during my 8 months plus of relationship not on myself obviously. hmmmm.. and apparently, i bet i spent more than 10 times of what i get. hmmmm.. but i quit my job. i need a new job! or else i will be dead broke. oh oh oh. daddy ordered my phone and it's gonna deliver either tomorrow or friday. OMG. LOVE DIE HIM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy cooked tofu for me because i feel like eating tofu. so i got tofu feast today. HAHAHAHA. love die her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;telepathy gonna accompany me to titanic artifact exhibition this saturday! love die him! hehehe. just because i say i want to go, he is going to follow me. he is gonna sleep early every night in order to book out just for me!! this type of telepathy, where to find right! loveee die him!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;they say before you start a war, you better know what you're fighting for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;well baby you're all that i adore, if love is what you need, a soldier i will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-040VLBGQnYE/TtYyJ6aGn-I/AAAAAAAAKtY/VJ_V7myoa80/s1600/snapshot%252899%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-040VLBGQnYE/TtYyJ6aGn-I/AAAAAAAAKtY/VJ_V7myoa80/s400/snapshot%252899%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;most retarded jacket i ever bought.&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/33407506-2064075566703215688?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/2064075566703215688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/2064075566703215688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/11/sleepover-skipped-school-today-to.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vHhw6v-uyAA/TtYyJc-U1gI/AAAAAAAAKtM/VISRhbiwOFg/s72-c/snapshot%252893%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-4162581311152423346</id><published>2011-11-27T22:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T22:30:31.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Stay At Home Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i will redesign my blogskin real soon. freaking temporary only. i'm so damn bored and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i drank like 4 days in a row and took a rest today. erdingers FOR THE WIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;wednesday, i didn't go school, went to drink after that picked esther up from school! then thursday, after Business Statistic UT i feel fucked up, so went harry's with esther to drink our sorrows away!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;friday, i meet buddy to watch immortal and then went over to harry's. after that cabbed down to PH to find melson. club for awhile, drink and then homeeee. immortal was fantastic by the way. although the graphics are fake but i loveeeee it. hehehee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;saturday, cabbed down to town to meet ziyi at harry's. drink again. after that meet my parents for dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I GOT NO LIFE. OMGGGGG. KTHXBYE. school tomorrow. FML! I'M CRAVING FOR KOI!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT A FREAKING BABY SEA TURTLE!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;OMGGGG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_W68PWapwro/TtJJaEDmNzI/AAAAAAAAKsQ/zLzyNH3BG90/s1600/Snapshot_20111126_8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_W68PWapwro/TtJJaEDmNzI/AAAAAAAAKsQ/zLzyNH3BG90/s400/Snapshot_20111126_8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679682792181872434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-27emLO0VUfQ/TtJEMNGiizI/AAAAAAAAKr4/W1Z9Lqkw2wU/s1600/snapshot%25289%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-27emLO0VUfQ/TtJEMNGiizI/AAAAAAAAKr4/W1Z9Lqkw2wU/s400/snapshot%25289%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679677056533826354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9A1Ezt9IDQU/TtJELijKHBI/AAAAAAAAKrs/o71-_TyX3g8/s1600/snapshot%252827%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9A1Ezt9IDQU/TtJELijKHBI/AAAAAAAAKrs/o71-_TyX3g8/s400/snapshot%252827%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679677045111135250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RuSeS8_mQvE/TtJELnffX1I/AAAAAAAAKrc/ni4mtB7zozU/s1600/snapshot%252836%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RuSeS8_mQvE/TtJELnffX1I/AAAAAAAAKrc/ni4mtB7zozU/s400/snapshot%252836%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679677046437928786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KthG-Itb4T8/TtJELYeouBI/AAAAAAAAKrU/BNZzgeo-Xdg/s1600/snapshot%252818%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KthG-Itb4T8/TtJELYeouBI/AAAAAAAAKrU/BNZzgeo-Xdg/s400/snapshot%252818%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679677042407815186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lGmUo93VBCs/TtJEMY7u1xI/AAAAAAAAKsA/UT2sdQ2o3yI/s1600/snapshot%252831%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lGmUo93VBCs/TtJEMY7u1xI/AAAAAAAAKsA/UT2sdQ2o3yI/s400/snapshot%252831%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679677059709720338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-4162581311152423346?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/4162581311152423346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/4162581311152423346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/11/stay-at-home-sunday-i-will-redesign-my.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_W68PWapwro/TtJJaEDmNzI/AAAAAAAAKsQ/zLzyNH3BG90/s72-c/Snapshot_20111126_8.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-3412324999378025053</id><published>2011-11-25T11:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T11:12:06.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;Over You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Now that it's all said and done,&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe you were the one&lt;br /&gt;To build me up and tear me down,&lt;br /&gt;Like an old abandoned house.&lt;br /&gt;What you said when you left&lt;br /&gt;Just left me cold and out of breath.&lt;br /&gt;I fell too far, was in way too deep.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I let you get the best of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I never saw it coming.&lt;br /&gt;I should've started running&lt;br /&gt;A long, long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;br /&gt;More than you, more than you know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly getting closure.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's really over.&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally getting better.&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm picking up the pieces.&lt;br /&gt;I'm spending all of these years&lt;br /&gt;Putting my heart back together.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,&lt;br /&gt;I got over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took a hammer to these walls,&lt;br /&gt;Dragged the memories down the hall,&lt;br /&gt;Packed your bags and walked away.&lt;br /&gt;There was nothing I could say.&lt;br /&gt;And when you slammed the front door shut,&lt;br /&gt;A lot of others opened up,&lt;br /&gt;So did my eyes so I could see&lt;br /&gt;That you never were the best for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;The day I thought I'd never get through, I got over you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mrXoGNXkeD0/Ts8GTrB9A1I/AAAAAAAAKq8/u8vrFDwMBGw/s1600/snapshot%25287%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mrXoGNXkeD0/Ts8GTrB9A1I/AAAAAAAAKq8/u8vrFDwMBGw/s400/snapshot%25287%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678764590175683410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-3412324999378025053?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3412324999378025053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3412324999378025053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/11/over-you-now-that-its-all-said-and-done.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mrXoGNXkeD0/Ts8GTrB9A1I/AAAAAAAAKq8/u8vrFDwMBGw/s72-c/snapshot%25287%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-3091913205338912427</id><published>2011-11-22T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T23:27:32.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;SLEEPING IS MY HOBBY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i get back my sleeping habit and almost everyone is calling me a pig now for sleeping too much. but still, i'm gonna sleep no matter what. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i have random guys talking to me everyday and friend requests everyday in facebook and i just couldn't take it. zzz. so all i do is just ignore and ignore and ignore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;how desperate can a guy get when they start seeing single girls? something is happening and it makes me feel rather disturbed or should i say, uncomfortable? i tried to talk about it but no one seems to give me a good solution out of it. sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;by the way, i quit my job. i don't want to work anymore. i feel that a lot of things are clashing with my schedules and i don't want to handle so many things at the same time and at the same time, i want to have quality sleeps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i went drinking last sunday. i was sitting at harry's drinking one pint of erdinger and 3 gins with ginger ale. standard order. :) was busy doing up all my christmas cards. i got 52 cards to write this year! alright. i need to go. time for bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;can somebody out there give me a solution? :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;one of the modeling picture. i like this blue! but it doesn't suit me! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C5XSW8a2L5s/Tsu864FYhZI/AAAAAAAAKqw/-tecxWy0sx4/s1600/blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C5XSW8a2L5s/Tsu864FYhZI/AAAAAAAAKqw/-tecxWy0sx4/s400/blue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677839474904040850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-3091913205338912427?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3091913205338912427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3091913205338912427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/11/sleeping-is-my-hobby-i-get-back-my.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C5XSW8a2L5s/Tsu864FYhZI/AAAAAAAAKqw/-tecxWy0sx4/s72-c/blue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-7639650048293100367</id><published>2011-11-20T10:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T11:40:33.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;  color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;UPDATEEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;finally i open up my blog to update. where should i begin? everyone should know that i'm single already. don't talk about it. i'm not the one carrying the most fault anyway. someone left me, without giving me a good reason. life goes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;life goes on, it's going on pretty well, just that i've been falling sick constantly every week. this sucks. i'm currently having throat infection and bad cough. pffft. anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;11/11/2011 i went to party like some rockstar. met 3 brothers there, coincidentally. was inside rebel VIP again with Esther, Kelvin, Serene, Lewis, Jadon, Stacy and another guy. 3 bottles of martell and then hit the dancefloor. i completed my dare that night. taking pictures with 5 good looking boys. easy to hunt anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the next day, melson cabbed over to pick me up then we cabbed to town to meet the rest to watch apple of my eyes, after that rushed off to meet jadon and co, they drive over to golden mile to meet esther and kelvin for dinner. after that drove to dempsey hill to drink and chill then cabbed home. it's always good to have friends that can drive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;went back to church last sunday with weipeng and bryan, was crying out to God and all. mmhmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tuesday, i went harry's with ziyi and we ordered like 3 pints of erdinger, 4 gin with ginger ale and pizza. our whole bill is settled by a kind man. hahahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this friday, i went to lewis's 21st chalet with esther and kelvin. cabbed home to grab my things, after that lewis they all drive over to my place to pick me up. so we were drinking in the chalet and lewis got drunk. birthday boy just have to be drunk. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;we finished 1 martell and another 1/2 bottle of martell which is like 1litre?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;we went to wild wild wet the next day and after that i went for photoshoot. that's about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i'm craving for erdinger naoxzx. i wanna go drinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wZ8qNWcTxVM/TshsRKSG_rI/AAAAAAAAKqk/wjz0JqpiQIA/s1600/384219_10150381920868857_717138856_8552506_1604014230_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wZ8qNWcTxVM/TshsRKSG_rI/AAAAAAAAKqk/wjz0JqpiQIA/s400/384219_10150381920868857_717138856_8552506_1604014230_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676906372374396594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MkPIA-hGkqg/TshsEnrW4HI/AAAAAAAAKqY/nOc0xhoL_nM/s1600/386746_10150381928893857_717138856_8552665_1608315357_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MkPIA-hGkqg/TshsEnrW4HI/AAAAAAAAKqY/nOc0xhoL_nM/s400/386746_10150381928893857_717138856_8552665_1608315357_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676906156926623858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my best waddle sister! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_X1t8AyyQ1c/TshsEZEaq0I/AAAAAAAAKqM/5Lsk1f_PD8g/s1600/319240_10150381918988857_717138856_8552474_1361624630_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_X1t8AyyQ1c/TshsEZEaq0I/AAAAAAAAKqM/5Lsk1f_PD8g/s400/319240_10150381918988857_717138856_8552474_1361624630_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676906153005198146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esther! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q76pWyVJM4M/TshrPgvQ3cI/AAAAAAAAKpc/NLcBMWaEChU/s1600/386285_10150381919103857_717138856_8552475_211975411_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q76pWyVJM4M/TshrPgvQ3cI/AAAAAAAAKpc/NLcBMWaEChU/s400/386285_10150381919103857_717138856_8552475_211975411_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676905244530892226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serene!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-afbgd1HWc7s/TshrO8oAXeI/AAAAAAAAKpQ/8qAnGNnBqzE/s1600/303092_10150381927028857_717138856_8552624_1493542507_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-afbgd1HWc7s/TshrO8oAXeI/AAAAAAAAKpQ/8qAnGNnBqzE/s400/303092_10150381927028857_717138856_8552624_1493542507_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676905234836774370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g1MoYOzghaI/TshqujCGAdI/AAAAAAAAKo4/0viHo7qip0g/s1600/297754_10150381924123857_717138856_8552559_1717181055_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g1MoYOzghaI/TshqujCGAdI/AAAAAAAAKo4/0viHo7qip0g/s400/297754_10150381924123857_717138856_8552559_1717181055_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676904678211060178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serene and Esther&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O62md2P_kBU/TshqtU5n5xI/AAAAAAAAKow/Y9boSbphij4/s1600/308895_10150381922043857_717138856_8552524_1242071341_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O62md2P_kBU/TshqtU5n5xI/AAAAAAAAKow/Y9boSbphij4/s400/308895_10150381922043857_717138856_8552524_1242071341_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676904657237567250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WADDLE WADDLE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UffJ6V38T2I/TshqtIKVjNI/AAAAAAAAKoc/LsYiCCwdBCk/s1600/388714_10150381925483857_717138856_8552588_1862175707_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UffJ6V38T2I/TshqtIKVjNI/AAAAAAAAKoc/LsYiCCwdBCk/s400/388714_10150381925483857_717138856_8552588_1862175707_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676904653818006738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from primary school till now, my two dearest brothers! Lionel and MingKiat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X614ZfgeEhw/TshqtMxCakI/AAAAAAAAKoU/9K0nm_MaDf4/s1600/377035_10150381920323857_717138856_8552493_178830205_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X614ZfgeEhw/TshqtMxCakI/AAAAAAAAKoU/9K0nm_MaDf4/s400/377035_10150381920323857_717138856_8552493_178830205_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676904655054072386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jOKqrRR9-dg/Tshqu7j7GgI/AAAAAAAAKpA/5j-hWnRujeQ/s1600/383999_10150381921123857_717138856_8552509_1829446353_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jOKqrRR9-dg/Tshqu7j7GgI/AAAAAAAAKpA/5j-hWnRujeQ/s400/383999_10150381921123857_717138856_8552509_1829446353_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676904684795402754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waddle khakis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ChWJaNcJKTY/Tshp8eugK6I/AAAAAAAAKn8/5iQx-NS60z0/s1600/312732_10150381921883857_717138856_8552522_564340501_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ChWJaNcJKTY/Tshp8eugK6I/AAAAAAAAKn8/5iQx-NS60z0/s400/312732_10150381921883857_717138856_8552522_564340501_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676903818061687714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take a dirty picture and PEACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zfir5cyyqzo/Tshp7zBXa7I/AAAAAAAAKnw/TWnAC3V7qi0/s1600/314379_10150381924408857_717138856_8552564_1757333386_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zfir5cyyqzo/Tshp7zBXa7I/AAAAAAAAKnw/TWnAC3V7qi0/s400/314379_10150381924408857_717138856_8552564_1757333386_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676903806329646002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESTHER! BEST SISTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UgGO6czcJHc/Tshp7vgVWiI/AAAAAAAAKnk/1ip4zxca2H4/s1600/296669_10150381924683857_717138856_8552568_1465634205_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UgGO6czcJHc/Tshp7vgVWiI/AAAAAAAAKnk/1ip4zxca2H4/s400/296669_10150381924683857_717138856_8552568_1465634205_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676903805385792034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stacy and Serene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gRkOAjr3_0A/Tshp7SIATpI/AAAAAAAAKnY/BUJiCQrLrGE/s1600/307262_10150381927453857_717138856_8552636_1086952728_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gRkOAjr3_0A/Tshp7SIATpI/AAAAAAAAKnY/BUJiCQrLrGE/s400/307262_10150381927453857_717138856_8552636_1086952728_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676903797499121298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;brother, Desmond!&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/33407506-7639650048293100367?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/7639650048293100367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/7639650048293100367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/11/updateee-finally-i-open-up-my-blog-to.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wZ8qNWcTxVM/TshsRKSG_rI/AAAAAAAAKqk/wjz0JqpiQIA/s72-c/384219_10150381920868857_717138856_8552506_1604014230_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-4744303930192658275</id><published>2011-10-27T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T21:25:01.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;MAD PISSED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I'M SO MAD PISSED THAT MY WINDOWS ARE CORRUPTED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I'M SO MAD PISSED THAT I NEED TO CONFIGURE MY LAPTOP AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I'M SO MAD PISSED THAT NO ONE CAN ACTUALLY CALM ME DOWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I'M SO MAD PISSED THAT I DON'T HEAR ANYTHING COMFORTING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;SO FUCK IT. MY BLOG IS GOING PRIVATE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33407506-4744303930192658275?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/4744303930192658275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/4744303930192658275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/10/mad-pissed-im-so-mad-pissed-that-my.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-8909182164788079172</id><published>2011-10-21T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T21:12:17.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;SING LIKE ROCKSTAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i didn't turn up for school today. decided to give myself a day off. i've been coughing since yesterday by the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;anyway, i cabbed to town to meet adelyn and ziyi for KBOX but i was stuck in the cab for 1 hour due to the heavy jam. alighted at cineleisure and ran my way to scape. caught in the rain. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;went to sing K with my girlfriends. damn crazy in the room. we were jumping and dancing around and singing and screaming into the microphone. start by singing linkin park songs and we just scream all the way. LOL. jumping from the sofa to the floor back up to the sofa. omg. damn fun! adelyn and me start to air guitar and end with smashing the 'guitar'. lol! it was damn fun. we are like some rockstar wannabe. it's been so long since i've been so crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;after that, we went to meet esther. walked to harry's to chill. had MOCKTAIL. but still pretty fine. anyway, we were all chatting. after that, cabbed home with esther.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;now i'm having fever. sigh. i feel damn moody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;overall, my day was awesome spending with girlfriends. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dFrR-ikbFFY/TqFtvw1zVvI/AAAAAAAAKmA/jV-RPZlaI5Q/s1600/P1315_11-08-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dFrR-ikbFFY/TqFtvw1zVvI/AAAAAAAAKmA/jV-RPZlaI5Q/s400/P1315_11-08-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665930473540638450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PxAjr93YKWc/TqFtvxasiSI/AAAAAAAAKlw/nLCIheLiOXY/s1600/P1307_11-08-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PxAjr93YKWc/TqFtvxasiSI/AAAAAAAAKlw/nLCIheLiOXY/s400/P1307_11-08-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665930473695381794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-8909182164788079172?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/8909182164788079172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/8909182164788079172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/10/sing-like-rockstar-i-didnt-turn-up-for.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dFrR-ikbFFY/TqFtvw1zVvI/AAAAAAAAKmA/jV-RPZlaI5Q/s72-c/P1315_11-08-11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-4381805901799754435</id><published>2011-10-11T23:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T00:03:28.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;SIGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;day 5 of school. BORING SHITXZXZXZ. first week of school, i straight away look at the academic calendar for the upcoming public holiday or something. i hateee what i'm going through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;boyfriend came over to find me last night by the way. then again, i fell asleep and so my sister open the door for him to go home. mehhhh. i miss him damn terribly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i can't find any words to describe how i feel now. anyway, i went to watch sorcerer and the white snake with esther after school. THAT MOVIE WAS AWESOMEEE. ME LOVE RAYMOND LAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Si3_G1BdE1Q/TpRmyEoRd8I/AAAAAAAAKlI/usuMmGiOFZw/s1600/P1700%255B02%255D_02-10-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Si3_G1BdE1Q/TpRmyEoRd8I/AAAAAAAAKlI/usuMmGiOFZw/s400/P1700%255B02%255D_02-10-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662263641933707202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;WHAT SHOULD I NAME MY COCKTAIL?!&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/33407506-4381805901799754435?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/4381805901799754435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/4381805901799754435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/10/sigh-day-5-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Si3_G1BdE1Q/TpRmyEoRd8I/AAAAAAAAKlI/usuMmGiOFZw/s72-c/P1700%255B02%255D_02-10-11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-7632208682177548102</id><published>2011-10-04T12:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T12:39:29.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;BACK TO SCHOOL TOMORROW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;DAMN. WHY SCHOOL HAVE TO START SO EARLY HUH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i don't want to go back school, i don't want to do stupid introduction of myself when my school start. i also don't want new class! :( i want to work for MBS so i can learn faster. then i can run on the floor independently. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hi, my name is ADELIA JEANETTA SIM WAN LING. call me ADELIA. i'm only 17. i don't drink, i don't club , i don't smoke. one sip of alcohol, i will be lying on the floor. HEHEHEHEH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hi, my name is ADELIA JEANETTA SIM WAN LING. call me ADELIA. i'm a bartender at CHIJMES and also a butler at MBS. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAA. which one nicer? first one right. second one can slowly tell them. HAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;anyway, boyfriend came to my house yesterday and get me KOI. :) i loveeeee him sooo much. and boyfriend tuck me into bed because he knows that i'm damn tired for the wholeeeee day. me love him much much! i hug boyfriend to sleep and end up sleeping like a pig. so boyfriend go home silently without waking me up. so sweet right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;WHERE TO FIND THIS TYPE OF AWESOME BOYFRIEND YOU TELL ME? HE IS MINEEEEEE! FOREVER MINEEEE. MY PRECIOUS. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;okay, i'm off to shopping naoxzxz. need to buy contact lens leh. i go town buy sua. i damn lazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-im1wuktsnVY/ToqKiABJdrI/AAAAAAAAKlA/lK-yEZA2UE8/s1600/P1228_02-10-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-im1wuktsnVY/ToqKiABJdrI/AAAAAAAAKlA/lK-yEZA2UE8/s400/P1228_02-10-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659488198469449394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love how i always bun up my hair so nicely. :)&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/33407506-7632208682177548102?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/7632208682177548102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/7632208682177548102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/10/back-to-school-tomorrow-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-im1wuktsnVY/ToqKiABJdrI/AAAAAAAAKlA/lK-yEZA2UE8/s72-c/P1228_02-10-11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-4597667491069469164</id><published>2011-10-02T00:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T01:02:09.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ROSES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;boyfriend bought me a white rose and knock my window with a sad face. *melt*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i miss my boyfriend a lot.&lt;/span&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;i hate it whenever anyone or anything. stop me from having time with my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;when will i ever be free again? sigh. i hate my day now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;look at the amount of roses i will be clearing from each suite once the guest check out. waste like anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-07gBC8_Nfyw/TodGzEgf3qI/AAAAAAAAKk4/3BxgRd5ZIyk/s1600/P1203_26-09-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-07gBC8_Nfyw/TodGzEgf3qI/AAAAAAAAKk4/3BxgRd5ZIyk/s400/P1203_26-09-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658569300011638434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RMrtDZpfCsg/TodGBzHKViI/AAAAAAAAKkw/Ic08fH-mdAw/s1600/P1202_26-09-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RMrtDZpfCsg/TodGBzHKViI/AAAAAAAAKkw/Ic08fH-mdAw/s400/P1202_26-09-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658568453528376866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33407506-4597667491069469164?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/4597667491069469164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/4597667491069469164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/10/roses-boyfriend-bought-me-white-rose.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-07gBC8_Nfyw/TodGzEgf3qI/AAAAAAAAKk4/3BxgRd5ZIyk/s72-c/P1203_26-09-11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-6841399346924700245</id><published>2011-09-30T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T02:12:22.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;OFF DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;work 8 days straight and finally tomorrow is my off day! it's a freaking friday and i'm suppose to be PARTYING as usual because my school is starting next week. but.. I'M NOT ALLOWED TO. why? MY BOYFRIEND DON'T ALLOW. so FUCK MY LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;boyfriend is 'PARTYING' at PH now with his colleagues, DRINKING. suppose to go shopping with boyfriend tomorrow but i'm damn sure that he will wake up LATE. knowing that i will meet him late, so i'm just gonna meet him for movie in the evening because i booked the tickets already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i'm gonna go shopping alone in town but i don't give a shit. i want to shop alone and i don't need any opinion about what kind of dresses or heels or whatever i'm buying. :) gonna make sure i reach town before 1 and i'm just gonna grab a drink and shop till i drop then i meet bf. idea right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;work was pretty much tiring today but still fun. :) running from tower to tower. NOT FUN AT ALL. but at the end of the day, zenden piggyback me. tehehehe. kthxbye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-796omgRUIpk/ToYEanf-82I/AAAAAAAAKkg/_8_Ljgl7s9M/s1600/White_rose_by_bydnam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-796omgRUIpk/ToYEanf-82I/AAAAAAAAKkg/_8_Ljgl7s9M/s400/White_rose_by_bydnam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658214837163848546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33407506-6841399346924700245?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/6841399346924700245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/6841399346924700245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/10/off-day-work-8-days-straight-and.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-796omgRUIpk/ToYEanf-82I/AAAAAAAAKkg/_8_Ljgl7s9M/s72-c/White_rose_by_bydnam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-2357054552005314388</id><published>2011-09-28T22:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T23:53:06.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;OKAY LOH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss partying. i'm a fucking workaholic now. working 6 day straight with no rest day already. gonna work 8 days straight with no rest day. i can do it. i'm only available at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suppose to go club today, but i can't go. freaking no life. not i cannot go, but i'm not allowed to go. don't talk about it. don't rub it in. want to enjoy with friends before school reopen and also to celebrate goodfriend's birthday and i'm not allowed to. i feel distanced from friends because i have no time for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my friends. i miss them a lot. i want to hang out with my new colleagues, go partying with them for some bonding. ALSO CANNOT. EVERYTHING CANNOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE CAN? CONFIRM CAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staying at home and get irritated by my mum. DAMN ANNOYING. GIVE ME SOME LIFE CAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't tell me my life is good or whatever and there's people worse than me okay. so what if their life sucks? MINE IS NOT ANY BETTER. HURMPH! so STFU. kthxbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be a turtle. because they are so chill, they live up to hundred years, they just swim around slowly, exploring the world freely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lAbNKgXlpNY/ToMzg4sqkiI/AAAAAAAAKkY/2lad_qSaUCk/s1600/Uugghhh___Almost_there____by_800ZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lAbNKgXlpNY/ToMzg4sqkiI/AAAAAAAAKkY/2lad_qSaUCk/s400/Uugghhh___Almost_there____by_800ZZ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657422196976030242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;working hard!&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/33407506-2357054552005314388?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/2357054552005314388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/2357054552005314388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/09/okay-loh-i-miss-partying.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lAbNKgXlpNY/ToMzg4sqkiI/AAAAAAAAKkY/2lad_qSaUCk/s72-c/Uugghhh___Almost_there____by_800ZZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-1727816688654540004</id><published>2011-09-22T21:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T22:11:39.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i'm damn sick. fever, sore throat, flu and cough! i need to smoke but i can't smoke! i'm so damn sick okay. last night boyfriend came over to take care of me. &amp;lt;3 my body was heating up since last night and my fever kept going up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;this morning, i wake up, my fever did not subside. i spent my whole day sleeping. i'm so damn pissed okay. no one at home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; left me alone. sick or not sick, no different right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;whatever i eat or drink, i vomit all out. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;eat what medicine? eat medicine for what! i'm damn pissed off okay. sick like dog and nobody cares. even my family members. no one have time for me when i'm sick. wtf is this?! fucked up! i'm so damn disappointed can! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BpF1nJmP_wk/TntBiCeIuzI/AAAAAAAAKkI/FaJTDkLn8kc/s1600/310903_10150325362583866_686158865_7987089_804877784_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BpF1nJmP_wk/TntBiCeIuzI/AAAAAAAAKkI/FaJTDkLn8kc/s400/310903_10150325362583866_686158865_7987089_804877784_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655185810128419634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;my very cute nephew smiling to bf's camera.&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/33407506-1727816688654540004?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/1727816688654540004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/1727816688654540004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/09/sick-im-damn-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BpF1nJmP_wk/TntBiCeIuzI/AAAAAAAAKkI/FaJTDkLn8kc/s72-c/310903_10150325362583866_686158865_7987089_804877784_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-953196617373409045</id><published>2011-09-19T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T22:48:32.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY 7TH MONTH ANNIVERSARY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was damn drunk on friday and didn't turn up for work on saturday and received a "verbal" warning letter. that drunk night, painful lesson learned. i got plenty of bruises all over me. skip that part, my dearest boyfriend sent me home and put me to sleep and had a long chat with my sister and my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy and sister know that i really smoke, the fact that i smoke. don't be surprised. *i'm at the quitting process, FYI.* countless of times i disappoint my family members, they blamed themselves for not spending enough time with me, enough time to talk to me and all. but i don't blame them at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm being rebellious, spending a lot of money on unnecessary things, drinking a lot, doing piercings, refuse to eat proper meals, blame them for being naggy, not talking nicely and being rude. put it easy, spoiled princess attitude. learning about they cry for me breaks my heart. what can i say? i'm selfish. i only think about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never run out of second chance from them, countless of times they forgive me over and over again. how fortunate i am to have such a nice family. i'm so blessed and yet i still complain and never satisfied. a failure, useless daughter, sister they have. but i want them to know, i really love them, they are my family that cannot be replaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry, family. countless of times i disappoint you all. i'm sorry for being so spoiled and pampered and all. i'm sorry for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, let's talk about my boyfriend. my boyfriend put in a lot of effort to spend time with me, knowing that he doesn't spend much time with me. he missed out company dinner, didn't hang out much with his friends and family but to spend time with me. boyfriend went clubbing with me regardless how tired he is just to take care of me. where can i find such a nice boyfriend? i pushed him away when i'm drunk, i scold him, i shouted at him in front of his friends. he is angry, he is hurt and sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry boyfriend, i hurt you, i make you angry. i don't want to hurt you, not anymore. i love you, i always do. i love you a lot and you are the only guy i want to spend the rest of my life with. i really mean it. you taught me a lot. you taught me a lot about this world. thank you boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend talked to my sister and my dad, everything was okay. daddy accept david as my boyfriend, my sister say i found a good boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can i afford to lose him? i never want to lose him. i love him, i love him a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't been a good girlfriend. i'm selfish. i only think about myself and not anyone else. selfish me. i'm truly a big disappointment, a failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aNDk3Bp6uUs/TndRXn-nmoI/AAAAAAAAKjw/BgeHAlJAgKw/s1600/P2204_18-09-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uFnZ8I3_xmg/TndTX4um9iI/AAAAAAAAKj4/VWUHhm96Aag/s1600/P1858%255B01%255D_19-09-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uFnZ8I3_xmg/TndTX4um9iI/AAAAAAAAKj4/VWUHhm96Aag/s400/P1858%255B01%255D_19-09-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654079527016920610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;in oversize uniform!&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/33407506-953196617373409045?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/953196617373409045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/953196617373409045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-7th-month-anniversary.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uFnZ8I3_xmg/TndTX4um9iI/AAAAAAAAKj4/VWUHhm96Aag/s72-c/P1858%255B01%255D_19-09-11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-7817431595685065993</id><published>2011-09-15T01:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T01:48:23.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OFF DAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;today and tomorrow will be my off day. gonna go clubbing tomorrow and go to work with hangover! me don't careee. heheehh. NO DRUNK NO GO HOME. i went to watched movie with walton and weipeng. Don't Be Afraid Of The Dark. eh. not nice okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;yesterday, baby came to pick me up after my work then we went to marina square for dinner and then he sent me homee. accompany me for awhile until 1plus AM then he go off. i loveeeeee my boyfriend. &amp;lt;3 my happy pill!! anyway, last saturday, baby kept singing while i'm trying to sleep. he sing barney, elmo, all sorts of crappy songs just to irritate me. but i still love him. hehehe.. i miss him already.. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WYr3K8euVRg/TnI1r_avnAI/AAAAAAAAKjg/f0wLjomGQws/s1600/P31-03-11_20.44%255B03%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WYr3K8euVRg/TnI1r_avnAI/AAAAAAAAKjg/f0wLjomGQws/s400/P31-03-11_20.44%255B03%255D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652639512177646594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; every time I look at you, it's like the first time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you're the best thing that's ever been mine :)&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/33407506-7817431595685065993?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/7817431595685065993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/7817431595685065993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/09/off-day-today-and-tomorrow-will-be-my.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WYr3K8euVRg/TnI1r_avnAI/AAAAAAAAKjg/f0wLjomGQws/s72-c/P31-03-11_20.44%255B03%255D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-1276629010374172138</id><published>2011-09-12T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T00:23:05.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ROOMING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;first day of actual work in MBS, last week was training. aaron brought me around and show me here and there. chairman suite is damn freaking hugeeeee. i went to all the suites already. tehehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;anyway, boyfriend surprised me at my doorstep at 12am on friday!! but he left at 3am. saturday, boyfriend meet me again! because something happened. boyfriend came to meet me and accompanied me the wholeee night. :) best boyfriend right!! :) kthxbye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eCzggnWWDwk/Tm4u_8uvHkI/AAAAAAAAKjY/HwY_Mi_JPtA/s1600/c1599abebb7cc242340ed3e2ced1c5b9-d3kvetd.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eCzggnWWDwk/Tm4u_8uvHkI/AAAAAAAAKjY/HwY_Mi_JPtA/s400/c1599abebb7cc242340ed3e2ced1c5b9-d3kvetd.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651506258565340738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-1276629010374172138?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/1276629010374172138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/1276629010374172138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/09/rooming-first-day-of-actual-work-in-mbs.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eCzggnWWDwk/Tm4u_8uvHkI/AAAAAAAAKjY/HwY_Mi_JPtA/s72-c/c1599abebb7cc242340ed3e2ced1c5b9-d3kvetd.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-6952205035182543323</id><published>2011-09-09T23:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T00:18:24.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;LIFE AT MBS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;working at MBS changed me. i closed my nose piercing! :) take out my tongue stud willingly. although the hole will never close. tehehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kBKPtUh5-c4/Tmo1nBFWLjI/AAAAAAAAKiw/bgsk6wTKKNM/s1600/P1257_09-09-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kBKPtUh5-c4/Tmo1nBFWLjI/AAAAAAAAKiw/bgsk6wTKKNM/s400/P1257_09-09-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650387626911739442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wd7iJomkoHc/Tmo1nX7wIdI/AAAAAAAAKi4/95wVB-UVJA8/s1600/P1245%255B01%255D_09-09-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wd7iJomkoHc/Tmo1nX7wIdI/AAAAAAAAKi4/95wVB-UVJA8/s400/P1245%255B01%255D_09-09-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650387633045512658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i do things that i will never do. like.. doing french twist everyday, pinning my fringe and putting on make up. i enjoyed working at MBS!! :) especially when everyone is just so nice to me. and and and. i'm the youngest thereeee! tehehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FV2kdd8muXM/Tmo5qmWy_XI/AAAAAAAAKjQ/WKmWyrZwUkY/s1600/P0720_08-09-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FV2kdd8muXM/Tmo5qmWy_XI/AAAAAAAAKjQ/WKmWyrZwUkY/s400/P0720_08-09-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650392086503161202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I'M A HAPPY GIRL NAOXZXZX.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;wait. i miss my boyfriend. oh oh oh. boyfriend wrote on newpaper! 2 articles! yesterday and today paper! hehehe. how can i not be proud of this boy? :) I LOVE MY BOYFRIEND SOOO MUCHHH! &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/33407506-6952205035182543323?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/6952205035182543323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/6952205035182543323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/09/life-at-mbs-working-at-mbs-changed-me.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kBKPtUh5-c4/Tmo1nBFWLjI/AAAAAAAAKiw/bgsk6wTKKNM/s72-c/P1257_09-09-11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-3126430279866657673</id><published>2011-09-07T20:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T21:59:29.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Only One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;3rd day working at MBS! cabbed to work for the first 2 days! at first i was at the orchid suite, then they move me to marina suite! hahaha! the whole suite to my team! 8 of us! damn awesomeee! there's pool table! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i don't want to leave that place can. people there are so nice to me. :( but sadly i'm just a part timer. okay. i will definitely go back during my holidays. i must work at MBS! stressful job but it's fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;boyfriend picked me up during the first day of work! went down to PS and had dinner at cafe cartel and then he sent me homeeee~ my sweetest boyfriend in the wholeeee world! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;yesterday is more dry, learn all about hotel and play games. today, more on role playing. setting in room dining tables, opening and pouring champagne. got my own blade! learn how to cut and light a cigar. i'm so tired. boyfriend sent me sweet message when i'm working. hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;totally brighten up my day so muchhhhhh.. how can i not loveeeee him. &amp;lt;3 boyfriend is damn busy now and he is still at work. awww man. hope he end soon. i bet he is tired. :( okay. gtg. byeeee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I LOVE MY JOB! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-usCc4BZnIZw/Tmdw62ohBFI/AAAAAAAAKio/hCM7ZoLjHLo/s1600/_Only__One_by_Mondo_Jay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-usCc4BZnIZw/Tmdw62ohBFI/AAAAAAAAKio/hCM7ZoLjHLo/s400/_Only__One_by_Mondo_Jay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649608413959750738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-3126430279866657673?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3126430279866657673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3126430279866657673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/09/only-one-3rd-day-working-at-mbs-cabbed.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-usCc4BZnIZw/Tmdw62ohBFI/AAAAAAAAKio/hCM7ZoLjHLo/s72-c/_Only__One_by_Mondo_Jay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-2870525548795984526</id><published>2011-09-03T14:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T14:48:36.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mooody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i feel so moody. i signed up for my CAT by the way. happy because i'm finally doing something that i want. another thing is i'm scared that i couldn't manage my time well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;all i want now is to spend time with boyfriend more often but it can't happen. boyfriend will be busy, i will be busy. so where is the time? :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i wish i have more time, i want to have more time. i'm not used to tie myself down for many things. i still got driving things to settle. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;so many things to do now. but so little time. where's my time? what happen? i used to be really free you know. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;good things come with sacrifice? i need to stop partying and start to work hard for my future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;p/s i got my Harry's card! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-599hVyEjU9E/TmHL4ssXwqI/AAAAAAAAKiQ/LmH4i3HNPec/s1600/Fresh_Rose_by_javoec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-599hVyEjU9E/TmHL4ssXwqI/AAAAAAAAKiQ/LmH4i3HNPec/s400/Fresh_Rose_by_javoec.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648019582629692066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33407506-2870525548795984526?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/2870525548795984526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/2870525548795984526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/09/mooody.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-599hVyEjU9E/TmHL4ssXwqI/AAAAAAAAKiQ/LmH4i3HNPec/s72-c/Fresh_Rose_by_javoec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-6766828853911571178</id><published>2011-08-30T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T00:39:06.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ALCOHOLIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i didn't drink a single drop of alcohol last week and this week i start to drink more to make it up to last week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;anyway, i went to watch final destination 5 in 3D with baby last saturday. not even scary please. i'm laughing all the way! after movie, went to meet my family and my cousins for dinner at T1 with baby. my dearest nephew damn cute please. boyfriend took out his DSLR he start smiling to my boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;tsk. then he like my boyfriend!! so how i make my nephew like me? keep feeding him! hehehehee! cousins fly back to malaysia today. ): i miss that little imp! i'm waiting for boyfriend to send me all the pictures of that little imp because boyfriend took damn cute pictures of him! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;anyway, chiong drinking at work yesterday. 1/5 bottle of vodka is mine. mix lychee martini and lime margarita for marcus daddy because he happen to be at cuscaden. head down to workplace again today because i left my charger there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;cabbed to hilton to meet ziyi and went for a drink at harry's. down one pint of erdinger makes me feel good. i forget about my flaming lambo! today i feel damn nua. so i cabbed home. everywhere there's people waiting for cab and long queue. no choice i call cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow going clubbing with baby and then i will be drinking again. friday high chance of going. so will be drinking again. sunday gonna work. so i will be drinking again. 2 days of not drinking this week. eh? make it even. maybe i should drink on thursday and saturday too. drink everyday this week! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;this shall mend back because i didn't drink last week! need to stop this habit. every week need to drink at least 1 time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4JW0NJX-PkI/Tl0GVkyHtoI/AAAAAAAAKiI/6t57lr2XVC4/s1600/P1231_30-08-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4JW0NJX-PkI/Tl0GVkyHtoI/AAAAAAAAKiI/6t57lr2XVC4/s400/P1231_30-08-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646676475513386626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-6766828853911571178?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/6766828853911571178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/6766828853911571178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/08/alcoholic-i-didnt-drink-single-drop-of.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4JW0NJX-PkI/Tl0GVkyHtoI/AAAAAAAAKiI/6t57lr2XVC4/s72-c/P1231_30-08-11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-2951703469732999318</id><published>2011-08-24T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T20:59:09.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;BOYFRIEND DEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;2 MORE DAYS AND UT OVER. UT 3 KISSS MAIII ASSSXZX!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;baby booked tickets for final destination 5 in 3D on saturday! YAYYYY! happy girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i loveeeeeee my boyfriend and i miss him naoxzxz. feel like hugging him so tight then when he hug me back i will go breathless but it feels good! hehehehe! kthxbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TLVpEBycuGA/TlT0mG4jh5I/AAAAAAAAKiA/_MkPwIGJItU/s1600/Picture%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TLVpEBycuGA/TlT0mG4jh5I/AAAAAAAAKiA/_MkPwIGJItU/s400/Picture%2B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644405168522102674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33407506-2951703469732999318?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/2951703469732999318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/2951703469732999318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/08/boyfriend-dear-2-more-days-and-ut-over.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TLVpEBycuGA/TlT0mG4jh5I/AAAAAAAAKiA/_MkPwIGJItU/s72-c/Picture%2B3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-4994417358952929687</id><published>2011-08-21T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T00:32:09.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;IT'S DRAINING ALL OF ME,&lt;br /&gt;THEY FIND IT HARD TO BELIEVE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;but i don't care what they say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i'm in love with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;they try to pull me away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;but they don't know the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;my heart's crippled by the vein that i keep on closing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;you cut me open and i,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;keep bleeding, keep keep bleeding in love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BOEnc1b40io/Tk_fAdCAfXI/AAAAAAAAKh4/gvHO-d0wFf8/s1600/i_love_him____by_housegirl-d2i6ek6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BOEnc1b40io/Tk_fAdCAfXI/AAAAAAAAKh4/gvHO-d0wFf8/s400/i_love_him____by_housegirl-d2i6ek6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642974057004563826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33407506-4994417358952929687?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/4994417358952929687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/4994417358952929687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-draining-all-of-me-they-find-it.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BOEnc1b40io/Tk_fAdCAfXI/AAAAAAAAKh4/gvHO-d0wFf8/s72-c/i_love_him____by_housegirl-d2i6ek6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-142640601084345279</id><published>2011-08-20T13:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T14:42:40.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ONE WORD TO DESCRIBE MY NIGHT,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TxBaANC1IFw/Tk9NK2SrotI/AAAAAAAAKhw/l_lnd42lVeA/s1600/_fuck__by_MissMawkish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TxBaANC1IFw/Tk9NK2SrotI/AAAAAAAAKhw/l_lnd42lVeA/s400/_fuck__by_MissMawkish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642813706886423250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;don't judge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33407506-142640601084345279?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/142640601084345279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/142640601084345279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/08/one-word-to-describe-my-night-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TxBaANC1IFw/Tk9NK2SrotI/AAAAAAAAKhw/l_lnd42lVeA/s72-c/_fuck__by_MissMawkish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-3563261377973969838</id><published>2011-08-18T01:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T01:12:18.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="display: block; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);" class=" on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center"&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: verdana;" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" class="gl_align_center" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);" class=" on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;suddenly thought of life. i'm still not ready to face the future. especially working life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);" class=" on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;what kind of people will i meet? are they trust-able? can you count on them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);" class=" on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;bet a lot of people have no idea how scared i am to meet new people and how easily i trust people. pffft~ i'm tired of these. i don't want to be cheated, lied to or back stab. i know it's inevitable to meet such people. but sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm scared to face the world alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);" class=" on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i am scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);" class=" on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i miss my boyfriend a lot. naoxz. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);" class=" on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);" class=" on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-seXvnHGvsV0/Tkv00u1-xeI/AAAAAAAAKho/5uKteoRnK38/s1600/enchanted_ballet_by_mj_magic-d4121gt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-seXvnHGvsV0/Tkv00u1-xeI/AAAAAAAAKho/5uKteoRnK38/s400/enchanted_ballet_by_mj_magic-d4121gt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641872144976496098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33407506-3563261377973969838?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3563261377973969838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3563261377973969838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/08/life-suddenly-thought-of-life.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-seXvnHGvsV0/Tkv00u1-xeI/AAAAAAAAKho/5uKteoRnK38/s72-c/enchanted_ballet_by_mj_magic-d4121gt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-1009410589852345495</id><published>2011-08-14T12:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T13:58:08.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;REBEL VIP BITCHES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;surprised baby at his doorstep because baby tweeted that he was hungry last night. knowing he need to do editing, afraid that he won't have time to buy his own food or even cook, so decided to deliver to him! so since i left with 1 hour. i rushed out of the house, buy mac and cabbed over to baby's house. passed to baby and cab over to esther's house and then went off to rebel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;yesterday night was awesomeeee! but will be more awesome if my boyfriend is around. D: we opened 4 bottles of martell in total and we got rebel VIP. tehehehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;after drinking went over to zirca! dance the night away! didn't know baby stayed up just to wait for me. D: godilovemyboyfriendsomuch. talk to baby on the phone and then sleeep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;never will i love another. i don't give a shit about other guys. so what if they are nice to me, so what if they can treat me better? i will only love my boyfriend and i will stick by him forever. don't try to psycho me. go away! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iIDKAxs8HXU/TkdZXx6ecfI/AAAAAAAAKhg/iz5z7epUf4I/s1600/Picture%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iIDKAxs8HXU/TkdZXx6ecfI/AAAAAAAAKhg/iz5z7epUf4I/s400/Picture%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640575323375301106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-1009410589852345495?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/1009410589852345495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/1009410589852345495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/08/rebel-vip-bitches-surprised-baby-at-his.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iIDKAxs8HXU/TkdZXx6ecfI/AAAAAAAAKhg/iz5z7epUf4I/s72-c/Picture%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-3998931757504597536</id><published>2011-08-13T08:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T20:06:02.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;UNEASE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;dear heart, why do you feel so unease? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i'm going clubbing later. promised boyfriend that i won't be drinking much, i won't get damn high. just stay sober all the way. i don't want to make my boyfriend worried for me. my busy boyfriend, have to rush all his school works and next week gonna be a busy week for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;he is damn stressed, i know he is feeling damn stressed. i pray and i hope he will be fine. hope this stress period faster end. hope baby won't go into insanity. hope baby will be finee.. really wish i could help but i can't. really want to be there for him but i can't. really wish i could say things to make him feel better but can't think of any. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i wish i can really help. dear boyfriend, i'm just a text away or a phone call away. i will be there for you. i promised i will. i'm willing to do anything for him. just want him to be okay. just to see him smile. ): i will always love you and i love you a lot. i really do. i miss you baby. it's okay not to have time for me because i understand that you got plenty of school work to complete and exam is nearing. i really understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;no matter what, i will always love you. i love you a lot. i miss you. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OACVD0zSDAI/TkUoba9KweI/AAAAAAAAKhY/wHxGwx6g-sA/s1600/P1919_15-06-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OACVD0zSDAI/TkUoba9KweI/AAAAAAAAKhY/wHxGwx6g-sA/s400/P1919_15-06-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639958559908872674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-3998931757504597536?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3998931757504597536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3998931757504597536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/08/unease-dear-heart-why-do-you-feel-so.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OACVD0zSDAI/TkUoba9KweI/AAAAAAAAKhY/wHxGwx6g-sA/s72-c/P1919_15-06-11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-4983859131753948792</id><published>2011-08-12T13:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T13:48:28.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Last Day Of School BITCHES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my study break starts TODAY. officially. yesterday have to wear formal. my heels totally bite me so hard that i have to wear slippers to school today. thanks uhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sometimes, it's just so sad that i feel so sorry for myself. but it sadden me even more when i know people feel sorry for me too. adelia so poor thing.. hmmm.. oh wells. nothing i can do about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;where should i go? what should i do? i'm bored, i'm tired. bye.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;here you go, my dearest kakis for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pcFheyqD-tI/TkS8uA0Ds9I/AAAAAAAAKhQ/0-CXX2GNRB0/s1600/P1311_11-08-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pcFheyqD-tI/TkS8uA0Ds9I/AAAAAAAAKhQ/0-CXX2GNRB0/s400/P1311_11-08-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639840132053054418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xJNw5dIsgaY/TkS8txMFvgI/AAAAAAAAKhA/jtLnUmz7U7k/s1600/P1321_11-08-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xJNw5dIsgaY/TkS8txMFvgI/AAAAAAAAKhA/jtLnUmz7U7k/s400/P1321_11-08-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639840127858884098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--o5nCIDH3zE/TkS8t38djGI/AAAAAAAAKhI/8cD22kUTkIg/s1600/185245_10150343237501908_736461907_9899058_3124917_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--o5nCIDH3zE/TkS8t38djGI/AAAAAAAAKhI/8cD22kUTkIg/s400/185245_10150343237501908_736461907_9899058_3124917_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639840129672383586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Esther, Ziyi, Acus and Jonathan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i will miss you all for sure. do meet up everyday if possible. meet up for break also good. and esther, lets go school together everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;lots of love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Adelia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33407506-4983859131753948792?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/4983859131753948792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/4983859131753948792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/08/last-day-of-school-bitches-my-study.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pcFheyqD-tI/TkS8uA0Ds9I/AAAAAAAAKhQ/0-CXX2GNRB0/s72-c/P1311_11-08-11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-600662816966934390</id><published>2011-08-10T20:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T21:54:11.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Vegas Skies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;fever refused to subside. sigh. but i'm getting better i guess. i was listening to the song vegas skies and i read the story about the song. it's simple. it's about true love and patience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;the artist met this girl during his vacation but when he met her, she was with another guy. she was unhappy in the relationship anyway. after he left, he was determined to wait as long as it took, forever if he had to just to be with her. few years later, they met again and this time they are not going to leave each other. now he is happily with her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;like damn sweet right. feels like fairytale. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;when you fall in love. you fall hard. we’re human we can’t help it. when  you love someone, in a way you are trading hearts. you unzip your  chest, reach for the heart of your loved and slowly insert it to yours,  hoping to lock it away for a forever or two. most of us know the  feeling. or maybe not. love is a curiously sly cat. love is falling, but  never touching the ground. love is falling up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;you find the person you love and it’s like a car crash. life turns to  slow motion. it starts with the loss of breath, slowly makes your  insides tingles, and ends with your cheeks being pulled up and  away..almost like the puppet master himself is tugging at the strings  connected to the corners of your mouth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;love is your heart smiling in a  monumental way. you start spending time with the person you care for and  it only gets better. you nose starts to scrunch your nose a lot  more…when you laugh, you laugh differently than you ever had  before..because this time it’s real. you become attached to living life  horizontally, and hell…you even start watching different tv shows and  trying foods that you swore on the bible itself you’d never try. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;why do we fall in love? is it because we don’t want to be alone? can we  help it at all? can love be influenced? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;whatever and however this works…the job almost always gets done until your slow dancing in  the kitchen listening to people with far better class, style, and voices  sing to you about songs that make you feel like maybe somewhere in this  world there is a niche you can finally fit happily into.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;you think about them everyday. you’ve hung all of your memories around  all over your mind’s fridge with cute little magnets. you saved the tree  bark from the tree you kissed them against. you’ve kept the movie stubs  where you snuck out and caught a late night flick about everlasting  love. remember walking out and telling them how the love in the movie  was nothing compared to the one that you two shared?  you hear their  voices in the static between the radio stations that play the same 10  songs that they did three months ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; you see their face in your eyes  when you look into the mirror for sympathy on the bi-daily basis. loving  them was like swinging on a tire swing. hearing their voice sing into  your ear was honestly the glue that held your bones together.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;you’d  rather be able to lay under the night and just replay “us” in your head  and smile to yourself than hold anyone else. you know it might not last  forever. but who is to say forever starts or ends today? just like an  old lamp, when the sun burns out…you just have to put a new lightbulb  in. we are all going through rough times…but things will get better. find someone that shines through it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;things get hard..and a lot of times it feels like the world is crashing  down on you..but you need to reach down and pick up those pieces, grab  some glue and put it back together. We determine our own destiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Love me. Love yourself. Love those around you. It’s a lot easier to love  that way. It is true that it takes many more muscles to frown than it  does to smile. Don’t be afraid of falling in love. Don’t be afraid of  love falling into you. But afraid of it NOT. Remember…it may take what  seems like forever…but for love…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; Forever is fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;by Alexander Michael&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j3mEalw2MwY/TkKInDODBJI/AAAAAAAAKg4/PvyVBGRNwMk/s1600/Two_For_Life_by_gilad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j3mEalw2MwY/TkKInDODBJI/AAAAAAAAKg4/PvyVBGRNwMk/s400/Two_For_Life_by_gilad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639219887881782418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33407506-600662816966934390?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/600662816966934390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/600662816966934390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/08/vegas-skies-fever-refused-to-subside.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j3mEalw2MwY/TkKInDODBJI/AAAAAAAAKg4/PvyVBGRNwMk/s72-c/Two_For_Life_by_gilad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-8257450063988307654</id><published>2011-08-09T15:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T15:30:15.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;BOREDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;can't find a reason to blog nowadays. feel like leaving my blog here to rot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;was emoing on friday and close to tears. so emo that i really feel like drinking and clubbing. so went to meet esther to club. drank a lot but i wasn't drunk. i left early and cabbed to airport to find baby. strong martell smell on me that my perfume can't even cover up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday, esther and her friends come find me at my workplace. went to meet them at taiwan club after work and then chilled around and cabbed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;didn't go to school yesterday because i'm too tired from sunday. had only 2 hours of sleeps and i went polyclinic with esther to get MC. stupid psychotic doctor want to put me on a drip and he make esther do blood test. wtf. after that i went home to sleep and i managed to meet baby after i wake up. but only for awhile but who cares. still meet right? i miss him. ): i miss him so much.. pfffft~ i need to work later and i'm feeling so uncomfortable. my tummy is giving me problem. blahs. kthxbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEUfEkRszME/TkDgTkpptgI/AAAAAAAAKgw/LPdFWAoF2Wc/s1600/P2327_08-08-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEUfEkRszME/TkDgTkpptgI/AAAAAAAAKgw/LPdFWAoF2Wc/s400/P2327_08-08-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638753360328373762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33407506-8257450063988307654?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/8257450063988307654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/8257450063988307654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/08/boreddd-cant-find-reason-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEUfEkRszME/TkDgTkpptgI/AAAAAAAAKgw/LPdFWAoF2Wc/s72-c/P2327_08-08-11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-6867769401129890744</id><published>2011-08-03T19:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T19:28:47.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Study!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so moody for the wholeeee day. like since morning. thank God that, that bastard didn't come today. my team only have 3 people, including me. 3 person and we still can work well. no need that bastard to come to our group to destroy peace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;no more slacking and playing around. i must study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;tasks for today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt; complete today's problem evaluation, quiz and RJ&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt; study FTT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3)&lt;/span&gt; do my proposal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4)&lt;/span&gt; complete RJ which is overdue tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3 more things to do! i need to rest early.. :/ i guess. falling sick again. currently having slight fever and headache. blahs. got to go. time to do my work! byebye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PDXqGo4vvSU/TjksfIt-UAI/AAAAAAAAKgg/h9xLL74QyM4/s1600/out_of_balance_by_Ronaaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PDXqGo4vvSU/TjksfIt-UAI/AAAAAAAAKgg/h9xLL74QyM4/s400/out_of_balance_by_Ronaaa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636585322058764290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-6867769401129890744?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/6867769401129890744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/6867769401129890744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/08/study-so-moody-for-wholeeee-day.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PDXqGo4vvSU/TjksfIt-UAI/AAAAAAAAKgg/h9xLL74QyM4/s72-c/out_of_balance_by_Ronaaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-3553381224515859537</id><published>2011-08-02T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T00:07:06.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i hate it whenever i quarrel with my parents at night. i will end up crying. then i will wake up next day with my both eyes swollen. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;so today i try to make myself as happy as possible. just be cheerful and all. it just make me feel worse the end of the day. pffft.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i'm not giving up. i can do it. kthxbye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-963dwAkuajc/TjgerPW1wqI/AAAAAAAAKgY/ZMlpMHeCcng/s1600/smile_by_five_believers-d3d6eb6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-963dwAkuajc/TjgerPW1wqI/AAAAAAAAKgY/ZMlpMHeCcng/s400/smile_by_five_believers-d3d6eb6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636288661859713698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-3553381224515859537?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3553381224515859537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3553381224515859537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/08/smile-i-hate-it-whenever-i-quarrel-with.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-963dwAkuajc/TjgerPW1wqI/AAAAAAAAKgY/ZMlpMHeCcng/s72-c/smile_by_five_believers-d3d6eb6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-3461008523653518510</id><published>2011-07-31T12:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T01:01:42.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Today I Don't Feel Like Doing Anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;had a bit of "bonding" with baby and his brothers on friday and saturday. went filming with baby and his brothers on saturday morning. now i see how baby is like when he is filming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;had fun while working. was drinking pint of tequila with pepsi during work. lol. yesterday 2 pints, today 3 pints. no wonder i'm so high while working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;my nose bleed and my used tissue i anyhow throw. evon tell me later ghost come after me. SHIT HER. everyone, stop scaring me with random things okay. not funny. D: later adelia cannot sleep at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;sigh. it's monday. i hate school. kthxbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;i hope baby is doing okay. i hope he can get some sleep and not stay up the whole night editing the videos. i loveee you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LxKSelpmOvE/TjTapla_oJI/AAAAAAAAKgQ/B5Bn-vToJQI/s1600/Rose_by_Indigo17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LxKSelpmOvE/TjTapla_oJI/AAAAAAAAKgQ/B5Bn-vToJQI/s400/Rose_by_Indigo17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635369441702158482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-3461008523653518510?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3461008523653518510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3461008523653518510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/07/today-i-dont-feel-like-doing-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LxKSelpmOvE/TjTapla_oJI/AAAAAAAAKgQ/B5Bn-vToJQI/s72-c/Rose_by_Indigo17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-2084248160210391428</id><published>2011-07-28T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T23:42:36.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Strawberries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;weird cravings nowadays. i've been craving for strawberry cream from starbucks, strawberry milk, strawberries and strawberry lollipop. anything gotta do with strawberries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;was reflecting ever since yesterday. i need to stop all the criticism about RP. i'm posted into a school that i don't want to be in, although it is the course that i wanted. i'm unhappy that i'm in RP and always wished i'm somewhere else, just not RP. failed all my appeals regardless how many times i've tried. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;then i think again now. why didn't i work harder during 'O's level and get a better score so that i can get into other school? no point regretting for now. it happened. maybe i'm posted here for a reason. God put me here for a reason. why not just make the best out of it. my stereo minded view about RP need to stop. i'm just being biased. i refuse to look at any good points about RP but in fact, i whined, i complained. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;come to think of it, it won't make any difference. i'm still here. why not i just pursue other course privately and at the same time, studying in RP. get a good GPA and another cert. i have to do it, i must do it. and not just saying but really do it. talk is cheap. i need to stop all my laziness and do something about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;this is my future. i have to get what i want, what i want to see in the future. not to let little things affect me, draw a line between emotions and work. i have to do it, i must do it. God please help me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;you, out there have no rights to criticise Christianity. you may be angry how they way i criticise RP and my views on it. sorry if you feel oh-so offended. you, don't know me well, it gives you no rights to judge me. go ahead and curse and swear at me, i don't give a shit. i have my own ways of letting out my anger and express my thoughts. you are nobody to stop me or even to lecture me. you can choose not to read it. just saying. you have no idea what's on my mind so just STFU thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much of thinking for today. time to rest my mind. clear things off my head. it's making me moody. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;sometimes, i wonder where can i express myself. not blog, not twitter, not facebook. who can i turn to? God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QKhs0usfsmw/TjF9QbjjWAI/AAAAAAAAKgI/4xM3_IPOkFg/s1600/summery_goodness_by_dipliner-d3l2lll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QKhs0usfsmw/TjF9QbjjWAI/AAAAAAAAKgI/4xM3_IPOkFg/s400/summery_goodness_by_dipliner-d3l2lll.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634422330045454338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-2084248160210391428?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/2084248160210391428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/2084248160210391428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/07/strawberries-weird-cravings-nowadays.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QKhs0usfsmw/TjF9QbjjWAI/AAAAAAAAKgI/4xM3_IPOkFg/s72-c/summery_goodness_by_dipliner-d3l2lll.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-5926174967783971272</id><published>2011-07-25T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T23:39:10.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;DANCEEEEE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I MISSSSSSS DANCINGGGG SOOOOO MUCH. I'M SO GONNA GO BACK TO DANCE SOON. NOW DANCE. I WILL COME BACK TO YOU REAL SOON. and hi. i'm having monday blues! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i flipped through my schedule book and... MY FTT NEXT WEEK. FML FML FML FML. why is it soooooo fast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;and my left leg freaking numb now. i can't move. FML! i need to study my ftt naoxzxzxz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby say he put something in my thumbdrive. i wonder what is it. I WANNA KNOW!!!! D: he say i might like it. I WANNA KNOW IT EVEN MORE BADLY NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i want strawberry milk naoxzxz!!! someone just need to get me a pink cow for real. so i will have fresh strawberry milk!! D: from meiji factory please. no other brand. kthxbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Ox2kZnUp08/Ti2KpTVHw3I/AAAAAAAAKf4/RJRQCgvddYM/s1600/226231_10150185082576903_664611902_7234484_6870681_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Ox2kZnUp08/Ti2KpTVHw3I/AAAAAAAAKf4/RJRQCgvddYM/s400/226231_10150185082576903_664611902_7234484_6870681_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633311151078490994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-5926174967783971272?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/5926174967783971272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/5926174967783971272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/07/danceeeee-i-misssssss-dancingggg-sooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Ox2kZnUp08/Ti2KpTVHw3I/AAAAAAAAKf4/RJRQCgvddYM/s72-c/226231_10150185082576903_664611902_7234484_6870681_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-4127584560113276208</id><published>2011-07-24T12:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T12:52:16.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY BABY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i managed to surprise my boyfriend! i'm damn happy that everything went so well! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;brought baby to greenhouse cafe for lunch. cozy cozy and sitting on the swing while eating. hehehe. went back to tampines and walked around. bluff baby that i need to help my friend to collect cake from secret recipe because she is having a party at changi sailing club!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;collected cake and cabbed over. the guys were there already. preparing the food for the BBQ! hehee. boyfriend say i'm not good at surprises but tada! i managed to surprise him! DAMN HAPPPY! okay. i'm glad that he is happy and he get to catch up with his brothers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i really appreciate them for helping me out with the planning and coming down even though they are busy the next day or really tired. :) i'm happy that baby is happy and he enjoyed himself. and happy that baby like the present i gave him. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY DEAREST BOY. stay happy. i hope it does help you to relax yourself a little. at least, for the night. i love you. and jia you for all your school work and may all your dreams come true. i will always love you and be there for you. &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rXgMY1MZj6Q/TiufMquFOWI/AAAAAAAAKfw/vBLg8VZxqRw/s1600/CIMG2033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rXgMY1MZj6Q/TiufMquFOWI/AAAAAAAAKfw/vBLg8VZxqRw/s400/CIMG2033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632770798931753314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oNvJgBGrTNA/TiufMXkwU9I/AAAAAAAAKfo/h13501NGXdQ/s1600/CIMG2019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oNvJgBGrTNA/TiufMXkwU9I/AAAAAAAAKfo/h13501NGXdQ/s400/CIMG2019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632770793792361426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-owWBFOC1WgY/TiufMBUnv7I/AAAAAAAAKfg/_fDAuXCb2Hs/s1600/CIMG2027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-owWBFOC1WgY/TiufMBUnv7I/AAAAAAAAKfg/_fDAuXCb2Hs/s400/CIMG2027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632770787819110322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-4127584560113276208?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/4127584560113276208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/4127584560113276208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-19th-birthday-baby-i-managed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rXgMY1MZj6Q/TiufMquFOWI/AAAAAAAAKfw/vBLg8VZxqRw/s72-c/CIMG2033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-1000504118073419156</id><published>2011-07-22T11:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T11:20:14.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Cramps &amp;amp; Infected Ankle Blister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;didn't go school today because my cramp is way too painful. i couldn't take it. now i could hardly walk. my cramp is so painful that it's hard for me to get up. worse still, it's raining heavily now which also worsen my cramp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i hate it. i woke up in the morning, my infected blister on my ankle got worse. each time i walk can feel the sharp pain. especially down the stairs. honestly, i hate 2011. always so unlucky. I HATE IT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;bad things, can you just go away? 2011 really hasn't been good to me. sigh. watching transformer now. i want a robot as my guardian too! BUMBLE BEE!! *insert hearts* now i'm damn mooody. pfffft.. still thinking how am i going to work with bad cramps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;no appetite and having diarrhea. sucks max. kthxbye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pv2HeAFARyY/TijqffuMYKI/AAAAAAAAKfY/FeUEC-nP3Fk/s1600/Snapshot_20110722_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pv2HeAFARyY/TijqffuMYKI/AAAAAAAAKfY/FeUEC-nP3Fk/s400/Snapshot_20110722_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632009160838897826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-1000504118073419156?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/1000504118073419156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/1000504118073419156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/07/cramps-infected-ankle-blister.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pv2HeAFARyY/TijqffuMYKI/AAAAAAAAKfY/FeUEC-nP3Fk/s72-c/Snapshot_20110722_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-3163317765320754002</id><published>2011-07-22T00:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T00:37:43.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;MOOOOOOOODY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;IT'S FRIDAY! like finally! my cramp is killing me slowly. my blister is infected! hard to walk okay! wa laoxzxz. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can my life please just get better for good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'm mad pissed with my mum. zzz. don't feel like talking about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2011 hasn't been good to me. i hate 2011. i hate it. i hate it a lot. bad things come one after another. my happiness hardly last a day. @#$%!! what i like about 2011? i got awesome boyfriend. i make new friends. other than that, NOTHING ELSE GOOD UH. damn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;MOOOOOD SWING NOW UH. HURMPHH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I DON'T LIKE! 2011! I HATE YOU. bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b-WCZJFXbp8/TihU8Kk3U5I/AAAAAAAAKfQ/KAWnCKskQ40/s1600/P0006_22-07-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b-WCZJFXbp8/TihU8Kk3U5I/AAAAAAAAKfQ/KAWnCKskQ40/s400/P0006_22-07-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631844726634664850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;CAN YOU SEE IT'S INFECTED? THE LITTLE WHITE PUS INSIDE!&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/33407506-3163317765320754002?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3163317765320754002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3163317765320754002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/07/moooooooody-its-friday-like-finally-my.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b-WCZJFXbp8/TihU8Kk3U5I/AAAAAAAAKfQ/KAWnCKskQ40/s72-c/P0006_22-07-11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-1360486641677631585</id><published>2011-07-19T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T20:52:45.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;backstreet boys! never get sick of listening to old songs. &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Who are you now?&lt;br /&gt;Are you still the same&lt;br /&gt;Or did you change somehow?&lt;br /&gt;What do you do&lt;br /&gt;At this very moment when I think of you?&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm looking back&lt;br /&gt;How we were young and stupid&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how I fight it&lt;br /&gt;Can't deny it&lt;br /&gt;Just can't let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need you&lt;br /&gt;I still care about you&lt;br /&gt;Though everything's been said and done&lt;br /&gt;I still feel you&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm right beside you&lt;br /&gt;But still no word from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now look at me&lt;br /&gt;Instead of moving on, I refuse to see&lt;br /&gt;That I keep coming back&lt;br /&gt;And I'm stuck in a moment&lt;br /&gt;That wasn't meant to last (to last)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried to fight it&lt;br /&gt;Can't deny it&lt;br /&gt;You don't even know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I still need you&lt;br /&gt;I still care about you&lt;br /&gt;Though everything's been said and done&lt;br /&gt;I still feel you&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm right beside you&lt;br /&gt;But still no word from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No no&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could find you&lt;br /&gt;Just like you found me&lt;br /&gt;Then I would never let you go (without you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2b3GXPeddMM/TiV9uND8ggI/AAAAAAAAKfI/6U1hMe04gJE/s1600/the_misty_forest_by_schwarzekatze18-d3ivlpx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2b3GXPeddMM/TiV9uND8ggI/AAAAAAAAKfI/6U1hMe04gJE/s400/the_misty_forest_by_schwarzekatze18-d3ivlpx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631045141830337026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-1360486641677631585?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/1360486641677631585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/1360486641677631585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-still-backstreet-boys-never-get-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2b3GXPeddMM/TiV9uND8ggI/AAAAAAAAKfI/6U1hMe04gJE/s72-c/the_misty_forest_by_schwarzekatze18-d3ivlpx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-8509983220039593598</id><published>2011-07-18T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T23:47:44.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Another Perfect Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;i'm holding on waiting for your call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; it's simple but i can't explain this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; i'm sinking down i feel like i could die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; i'm falling off i don't know why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; i still believe it when you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; it's another perfect day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; another perfect day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; i still believe it when you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; it's another perfect day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; another perfect day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; so i might try to leave it all behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; i know tommorow's not so bright now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; i'll say goodbye cause nothing good can last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; (you wear and figured no where fast)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; and today i don't know how too keep it all inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; but i guess i'll let it slide &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tej7Lt9TKNQ/TiRVAkUxkYI/AAAAAAAAKfA/pfVPzWWWvmg/s1600/Rose_s_Kiss_by_WitchOfNature.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tej7Lt9TKNQ/TiRVAkUxkYI/AAAAAAAAKfA/pfVPzWWWvmg/s400/Rose_s_Kiss_by_WitchOfNature.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630718902359134594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-8509983220039593598?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/8509983220039593598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/8509983220039593598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/07/another-perfect-day-im-holding-on.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tej7Lt9TKNQ/TiRVAkUxkYI/AAAAAAAAKfA/pfVPzWWWvmg/s72-c/Rose_s_Kiss_by_WitchOfNature.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-5632804619554572214</id><published>2011-07-18T09:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T11:25:56.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;To Be Me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;to love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;to be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;to smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;to be bubbly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;to laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;to wake up feeling excited a brand new day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;to be understanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;to focus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;to be independent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;to care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;to be cheerful&lt;br /&gt;to pick myself up again when i fall&lt;br /&gt;to be strong&lt;br /&gt;to be beautiful inside out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to wish life isn't that fucked up. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wp4KWsdC2l4/TiOT1FUEXlI/AAAAAAAAKew/K6Mm46qByx8/s1600/3dda05ed3f389786505cc4c590e188e8-d32eybv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wp4KWsdC2l4/TiOT1FUEXlI/AAAAAAAAKew/K6Mm46qByx8/s400/3dda05ed3f389786505cc4c590e188e8-d32eybv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630506499311951442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-5632804619554572214?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/5632804619554572214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/5632804619554572214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/07/to-be-me.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wp4KWsdC2l4/TiOT1FUEXlI/AAAAAAAAKew/K6Mm46qByx8/s72-c/3dda05ed3f389786505cc4c590e188e8-d32eybv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-8720231456380104644</id><published>2011-07-15T19:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T19:21:36.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Bon Voyage, Linette dearie.&lt;br /&gt;but Goodbye is not an ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S4YYPX9Lat4/TiAfDf5AOaI/AAAAAAAAKeo/sVCXmQ1OcxY/s1600/150320_458510674004_672454004_5743022_2192264_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S4YYPX9Lat4/TiAfDf5AOaI/AAAAAAAAKeo/sVCXmQ1OcxY/s400/150320_458510674004_672454004_5743022_2192264_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629533679173777826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;  color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;   Goodbye is not an ending&lt;br /&gt;When you know that people care,&lt;br /&gt;For miles may come between you,&lt;br /&gt;But warm thoughts are always there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;  color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Goodbye is not an ending&lt;br /&gt;But a different start for you,&lt;br /&gt;A time for making brand–new friends&lt;br /&gt;And seeing dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Goodbye is not an ending,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;For you’ll find along life’s way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Within your heart you’ll always have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A part of yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You're great friend, going away&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss you very much&lt;br /&gt;please please do, keep in touch.&lt;br /&gt;by post, letter or phone. skype, msn, twitter and facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a new adventure starting, as you depart for another land, i wish you the best of luck, as your horizons now expand, its time to say Bon Voyage, hope we'll meet again sometime, as we travel along life's way. my friendship with you is special, i hope it never ends, even though you'll be miles and miles away, let's stay the best of friends.&lt;br /&gt;Bon Voyage Linette lesbi, please do take care in Indiana. have a safe journey there. i will miss you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/33407506-8720231456380104644?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/8720231456380104644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/8720231456380104644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/07/bon-voyage-linette-dearie.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S4YYPX9Lat4/TiAfDf5AOaI/AAAAAAAAKeo/sVCXmQ1OcxY/s72-c/150320_458510674004_672454004_5743022_2192264_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-4740785457568508621</id><published>2011-07-12T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T09:21:53.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sweetest Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;my dearest boyfriend came all the way to school to pick me up! from tampines all the way to woodlands! damn sweet please. after that he accompany me to go for dengue check up because i got fever and rashes the day before. i didn't get dengue, i got stomach flu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;after dinner, baby came over my place and accompany me until 10plusPM. i loveee my boyfriend. he is my happy pill! i love him i love him a lot! he always make me happy!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v_z5z-j3UaE/Thx_iWiOnXI/AAAAAAAAKeg/0YMdOT8Fbps/s1600/P31-03-11_20.42.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v_z5z-j3UaE/Thx_iWiOnXI/AAAAAAAAKeg/0YMdOT8Fbps/s400/P31-03-11_20.42.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628513862447701362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I LOVE YOU, BABY!! &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/33407506-4740785457568508621?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/4740785457568508621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/4740785457568508621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/07/sweetest-boyfriend-my-dearest-boyfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v_z5z-j3UaE/Thx_iWiOnXI/AAAAAAAAKeg/0YMdOT8Fbps/s72-c/P31-03-11_20.42.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-1747554167192267089</id><published>2011-07-11T21:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T22:09:10.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sick.. AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;today, i rushed out of the house, grab a copy of new paper and went off to the bus stop to meet esther. esther was late a little. we missed a few buses, highway jam, therefore late for school. don't see a point going so end up skipping school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;anyway, if you guys were to grab a copy of new paper today, flip to page 10! baby wrote it. damn proud of him please. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to changi airport to study with esther, jonathan and acus at TCC. went back home after that, bathed and went out to meet esther to go private clinic at bedok 85 to see doctor. to think that i wasn't sick so i fake it. reached home, i realized i'm having slight fever and my temperature is like rising. FML.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i need to rest like real soon though. feeling so uncomfortable. hot and cold. now my feet feels damn cold like ice cube. :O falling sick for the second time this month. this sucks. i hate it. kthxbye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DaS1D7q67Tg/Thr_if3EZ1I/AAAAAAAAKeM/P8sOzHYNnGM/s1600/dearie%2Breport.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DaS1D7q67Tg/Thr_if3EZ1I/AAAAAAAAKeM/P8sOzHYNnGM/s400/dearie%2Breport.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628091652485965650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i just love to see this.&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/33407506-1747554167192267089?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/1747554167192267089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/1747554167192267089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/07/sick.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DaS1D7q67Tg/Thr_if3EZ1I/AAAAAAAAKeM/P8sOzHYNnGM/s72-c/dearie%2Breport.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-5684682341571321489</id><published>2011-07-10T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T21:49:04.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;SHOOTERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I LOVE MY JOB A LOT! i got hell lots of reasons why i love my job but i'm stating one today! because i'm trained being a bartender and i can make any drinks i want!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;today, make a few cocktails. singapore sling, mojito, pina colada and mudslide. first 3 damn common but mudslide not really. i do it the ice blended way with whipped cream and cherry for garnish and glass coated with chocolate syrup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;then during my free time, i decided to try to make layered shots again. this time i make slippery nipple and quick fuck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I PROUDLY PRESENT TO YOU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dOcKd_pPHpU/ThnPBNVgFtI/AAAAAAAAKd8/yQd40WqImoU/s1600/P1916_10-07-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dOcKd_pPHpU/ThnPBNVgFtI/AAAAAAAAKd8/yQd40WqImoU/s400/P1916_10-07-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627756829042808530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mxdB6qftGsc/ThnPBUT2QKI/AAAAAAAAKeE/pHSPFs_b7ps/s1600/P2157_10-07-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mxdB6qftGsc/ThnPBUT2QKI/AAAAAAAAKeE/pHSPFs_b7ps/s400/P2157_10-07-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627756830914920610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Slippery Nipple (LEFT), Quick Fuck (RIGHT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;if you notice, there's a small heart shape in the slippery nipple. right in the middle. COOL OR WHAT. okay. today i feel that there's a sense of achievement. hehehe. GO LIKE MY PICTURE IF YOU ARE FRIENDS WITH ME ON FACEBOOK. kthxbye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33407506-5684682341571321489?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/5684682341571321489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/5684682341571321489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/07/shooters-i-love-my-job-lot-i-got-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dOcKd_pPHpU/ThnPBNVgFtI/AAAAAAAAKd8/yQd40WqImoU/s72-c/P1916_10-07-11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-7690562247113659490</id><published>2011-07-08T01:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T01:23:00.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Whisper Hello, I Miss You Terribly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i just skype with baby and i'm super duper happy! he is in KL now. sleeping in ultra big bed in bigggg room. omg. envious. imagine me having that whole room to myself. i would probably jump around and play air guitar like a rock star! \m/\m/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'm super duper happy because baby came online just to chat with meee! hehehe. i miss baby damn badly now. was planning a surprise for baby's birthday but i'm not gonna tell him what it is. he's gonna receive the surprise. okay. i got 1 more week or maybe 2 more to finish my surprise. hehehe. shall slowly plan. since i'm 2/3 done. HAHAHA. another 1/3 will take me quite long though. depends what i plan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'm still super happy because seeing baby just makes me happy. i loveeeee him so much. okay. gtg. kthxbye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8KujPGxSR8M/ThXoViVIosI/AAAAAAAAKds/PLE6K-pHiX8/s1600/19032011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8KujPGxSR8M/ThXoViVIosI/AAAAAAAAKds/PLE6K-pHiX8/s400/19032011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626658766159651522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-7690562247113659490?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/7690562247113659490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/7690562247113659490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/07/whisper-hello-i-miss-you-terribly-i.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8KujPGxSR8M/ThXoViVIosI/AAAAAAAAKds/PLE6K-pHiX8/s72-c/19032011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-9069777546172642986</id><published>2011-07-06T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T23:20:21.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tonight, I Will Love Love You Tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a freaking baby owl damn badly! ): anyway, baby going KL tomorrow until saturday. D: i'm gonna miss him like crazy. hope no one rape him there! hurmph! and hope he come back safe and sound. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna look forward to skype with him every night. okay adelia, calm down.. just 3 days.. he will be fineee. hmmmm.. shall keep myself occupied. i will pray every night for him to be safe. KL like so dangerous. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to meet linette and her god sis after school. she is flying to Indiana next friday. i'm gonna cry! ): my lesbi. ): i'm gonna miss her so so so much. pffftt. i lazy to blog naoxz. bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bkcJlG46D3M/ThR5m7KU3DI/AAAAAAAAKdk/ZfZqRppGCWs/s1600/i_heart_u_by_freestyle_1love-d2y7s3j.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bkcJlG46D3M/ThR5m7KU3DI/AAAAAAAAKdk/ZfZqRppGCWs/s400/i_heart_u_by_freestyle_1love-d2y7s3j.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626255544115584050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-9069777546172642986?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/9069777546172642986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/9069777546172642986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/07/tonight-i-will-love-love-you-tonight-i.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bkcJlG46D3M/ThR5m7KU3DI/AAAAAAAAKdk/ZfZqRppGCWs/s72-c/i_heart_u_by_freestyle_1love-d2y7s3j.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-2514313474734584092</id><published>2011-07-05T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T00:32:01.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;8 Little Ducks went out one day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FyF15Insazg/ThM5XGYjmkI/AAAAAAAAKdc/Z0xGo-fWp8w/s1600/Duckling_Line_by_SnowPoring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FyF15Insazg/ThM5XGYjmkI/AAAAAAAAKdc/Z0xGo-fWp8w/s400/Duckling_Line_by_SnowPoring.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625903428529265218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;over the hills and far away, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;mama duck called, quack quack quack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;two little ducks came swimming back&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/33407506-2514313474734584092?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/2514313474734584092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/2514313474734584092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/07/8-little-ducks-went-out-one-day-over.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FyF15Insazg/ThM5XGYjmkI/AAAAAAAAKdc/Z0xGo-fWp8w/s72-c/Duckling_Line_by_SnowPoring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-6131185559292367146</id><published>2011-07-03T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T01:28:41.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;EMO NEMO ELMO MOJO JOJO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i went drinking yesterday with ziyi after work. drank 3 shots of vodka before heading to harry's to meet her. ordered one pint erdinger weissbier and flaming lambo. vomited because i feel very comfortable after drinking with empty stomach. but i'm okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i'm effing depressed the whole entire day. no joke. heavy heart, depressed, distracted, couldn't concentrate on any single shit but forcing myself to. went out with esther to study and had koi but didn't cheer me up. i lost all my appetite okay. refuse to eat anything. because i'm just so not hungry. sigh. what a day. so much of july. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i love you a lot. you should know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5SC-sB-RH3E/ThCjhEDiOyI/AAAAAAAAKdU/NGQOQYDswPI/s1600/263368_99999_0099_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 388px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5SC-sB-RH3E/ThCjhEDiOyI/AAAAAAAAKdU/NGQOQYDswPI/s400/263368_99999_0099_001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625175723005328162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;freaking in love with this. maybe i should get it.&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/33407506-6131185559292367146?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/6131185559292367146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/6131185559292367146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/07/emo-nemo-elmo-mojo-jojo-i-went-drinking.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5SC-sB-RH3E/ThCjhEDiOyI/AAAAAAAAKdU/NGQOQYDswPI/s72-c/263368_99999_0099_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-8321826529925484081</id><published>2011-06-29T13:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T13:48:01.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I MISS YOU SO TERRIBLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i miss you, i miss your voice, i miss your touch, your arms around me. i miss the way you hold me. i miss you. i miss your sweet smile, i miss the way you hug me and say mine. i miss holding your hand. i miss you poking me and laugh at my reaction. i miss your laughter. i miss you lying next to me, i miss sleeping in your arms. i miss you kissing me. i miss you kissing my head and my cheeks each time we stop walking. i miss you calling me baby. i miss you saying i love you out of the blue when we were walking. i miss everything about you. i miss you.. i miss you so much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;jia you for your assignments!&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &amp;lt;3 i love you baby. always and a lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kql2zCdVIWQ/Tgq4nqSwijI/AAAAAAAAKdI/6aiPCTswKis/s1600/218021_10150177366518866_686158865_6754940_732081_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kql2zCdVIWQ/Tgq4nqSwijI/AAAAAAAAKdI/6aiPCTswKis/s400/218021_10150177366518866_686158865_6754940_732081_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623510076232862258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-8321826529925484081?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/8321826529925484081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/8321826529925484081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-miss-you-so-terribly-i-miss-you-i.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kql2zCdVIWQ/Tgq4nqSwijI/AAAAAAAAKdI/6aiPCTswKis/s72-c/218021_10150177366518866_686158865_6754940_732081_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-3156393777858081635</id><published>2011-06-28T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T13:28:38.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;30 Things To Do Before I Die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;#1 i want to get married&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;#2 i want to get a job that i love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;#3 i want to make my parents proud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;#4 i want to touch a killer whale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;#5 i want to ride on a giraffe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;#6 i want to go Israel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;#7 i want to travel around the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;#8 i want to spend money like it's free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;#9 i want to make my family to believe in God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;#10 i want to shower in a waterfall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;#11 i want to be damn skinny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;#12 i want to get wasted and have the time of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;#13 i want to tell everyone how much they meant to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;#14 i want to make someone feel that their life is worth living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;#15 i want to prove anyone who doubt me WRONG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;#16 i want to wear bikini and play in the snow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;#17 i want to share with my friends who are non-christian about God and hope they believe in Him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;#18 i want to keep a golden retriever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;#19 i want to own at least one Gibson guitar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;#20 i want to dance in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;#21 i want to get at least a degree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;#22 i want to earn a lot of money!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;#23 i want to have someone to sing for me and record it down and give it to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;#24 i want to drive a Ferrari, mini cooper or Lamborghini &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;#25 i want to have a clearer view of milky way!&lt;br /&gt;#26 i want to walk with God forever!&lt;br /&gt;#27 i want to own at least one Chanel wallet or bag&lt;br /&gt;#28 i want to receive a bouquet of 999 roses!&lt;br /&gt;#29 i want to live in a nice cozy house with my husband ONLY!&lt;br /&gt;#30 i want to swim with dolphins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E7bs1eP234k/TgoG-MiVENI/AAAAAAAAKdA/f7Oz4Y4hCr8/s1600/16d5f6e2aa11e395c697d3da3589ef38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E7bs1eP234k/TgoG-MiVENI/AAAAAAAAKdA/f7Oz4Y4hCr8/s400/16d5f6e2aa11e395c697d3da3589ef38.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623314750312354002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-3156393777858081635?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3156393777858081635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3156393777858081635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/06/25-things-to-do-before-i-die-1-i-want.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E7bs1eP234k/TgoG-MiVENI/AAAAAAAAKdA/f7Oz4Y4hCr8/s72-c/16d5f6e2aa11e395c697d3da3589ef38.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-7430023932856576298</id><published>2011-06-27T19:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T20:39:59.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Faith, Hope &amp;amp; Love.&lt;br /&gt;and the greatest of these is Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i spent my time thinking for the whole of yesterday and the whole day and i finally come to a final decision. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sad to say, i'm going to stop dancing for the time being. final decision, no regret, no turning back. right now, i'm gonna commit to church, family, boyfriend, friends, school and work. wait till i manage more time, i will pick up dance again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'm quite sad that i'm giving up on my interest, but i know i can't handle too many things at one go, so i just really have to let go. to say that i can always learn but to think about it, i got way too many things to do and they are way more important which will affect my future. i WILL get over it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't go for dance today because i'm too tired. i will finish my last 2 lessons for next week and no more signing up. :/ i believe i will have more opportunity to dance next time! God will make a way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i just sent out my email to join the care group for church. (: can't wait for the reply and then i can get started and further my planning. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will get over it soon, soon enough. just need some time, alone, for myself right now. :/ bye world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K77DujBTbRo/Tghp6di9k_I/AAAAAAAAKc4/QEb0TOUCGcM/s1600/Faith_by_ShatterdAngel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K77DujBTbRo/Tghp6di9k_I/AAAAAAAAKc4/QEb0TOUCGcM/s400/Faith_by_ShatterdAngel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622860587856663538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A wreath of thorns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;became Your crown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;my curse was laid upon Your brow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Your wounds displayed for all to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Your body torn to rescue me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;my sins You're faithful to forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;because Your love and justice met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There at the cross upon the hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lord, You fulfilled the Father's will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;my stain of sin, Your blood erased&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My life redeemed, Lord by Your grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Healed and restored in Your embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Now all i see is Your lovely face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Forevermore i will confess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You are my Lord, my righteousness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The One who died yet rose again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My God and King until the end&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/33407506-7430023932856576298?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/7430023932856576298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/7430023932856576298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/06/faith-hope-love.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K77DujBTbRo/Tghp6di9k_I/AAAAAAAAKc4/QEb0TOUCGcM/s72-c/Faith_by_ShatterdAngel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-3802585705220177321</id><published>2011-06-26T01:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T01:40:26.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A Message&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i went church today. i really enjoy going church. to worship, to listen to sermons, to pray etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;something tell me to contribute to church, something tell me to join care group, to serve the church. i'm pretty sure God is telling me. i want to serve the church, i want to contribute more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i feel that i'm too busy, i really need time management. sigh. i will try. i will try my best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U_pcGY3VvY4/TgdtGJ8ekyI/AAAAAAAAKcw/_K3QZlosUAU/s1600/CrossOnHill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U_pcGY3VvY4/TgdtGJ8ekyI/AAAAAAAAKcw/_K3QZlosUAU/s400/CrossOnHill.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622582612311577378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-3802585705220177321?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3802585705220177321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3802585705220177321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/06/message-i-went-church-today.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U_pcGY3VvY4/TgdtGJ8ekyI/AAAAAAAAKcw/_K3QZlosUAU/s72-c/CrossOnHill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-5410131214166196702</id><published>2011-06-25T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T23:56:54.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Stand Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;adelia was emo nemo elmo just now. failed my FTT. go ahead and laugh. i don't really care. blame myself for it. ): was close to tears. was texting esther about it. thanks waddle sister for encouraging me. (: and i really feel like going church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;baby came over to my place to meet me after that, rest for awhile and went tampines for dinner and watched movie. baby totally brighten up my day. i loveeee him a lot! david sun is mine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;going church tomorrow! i can't wait. back to new creation! hohoh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rbtt5Y-MIg8/TgYCWdPdRQI/AAAAAAAAKco/xbt9yPPctjw/s1600/P1500_24-06-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rbtt5Y-MIg8/TgYCWdPdRQI/AAAAAAAAKco/xbt9yPPctjw/s400/P1500_24-06-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622183769648481538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;the awesome&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/33407506-5410131214166196702?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/5410131214166196702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/5410131214166196702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/06/stand-up-adelia-was-emo-nemo-elmo-just.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rbtt5Y-MIg8/TgYCWdPdRQI/AAAAAAAAKco/xbt9yPPctjw/s72-c/P1500_24-06-11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-8274251672532255560</id><published>2011-06-24T01:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T02:10:07.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Waddle Waddle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;esther and me was waddling around in class just now! and i managed to meet baby today. i satisfy all my cravings today. starbucks and koi. awesome much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;anyway, i got back my first tongue piercing. so now i got two piercings on my tongue. awesome right! tehehee. reminding me of it, what i've done. i'm way too bitchy today. was bitching with few of my class girls in twitter about someone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;shit. i'm bad okay. imagine that person found out that what we said. GG@LIVE.COM. bet that person gonna cry and feel damn hurt. argh. i don't want that to happen. i don't want to hurt anyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;also, i'm pretty much upset about my grades. sigh. but nevermind, i will not give up no matter what. i will put in effort next time round. although i'm really upset but i will be fine. i can't get over it now. i will get over it. it's over anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;FTT tomorrow. i need to study. probably gonna sleep in a while and wake up early to study again. i believe i can do it. i will do it. okay. nights. &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/33407506-8274251672532255560?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/8274251672532255560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/8274251672532255560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/06/waddle-waddle-esther-and-me-was.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-3731030065951503944</id><published>2011-06-23T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T00:33:33.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;OBESE ON THE RUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i dyed my hair black and do red highlight yesterday and i'm so not satisfied with the highlight so i went to do more red highlight again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i'm freaking fat. i cannot take it. kthxbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jSLgRjNw1mQ/TgNi1X7go-I/AAAAAAAAKcg/B2yiN1EKJEY/s1600/babyyy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jSLgRjNw1mQ/TgNi1X7go-I/AAAAAAAAKcg/B2yiN1EKJEY/s400/babyyy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621445428984718306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;baby, i miss you so terribly. see you soon. &amp;lt;3&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/33407506-3731030065951503944?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3731030065951503944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3731030065951503944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/06/obese-on-run-i-dyed-my-hair-black-and.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jSLgRjNw1mQ/TgNi1X7go-I/AAAAAAAAKcg/B2yiN1EKJEY/s72-c/babyyy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-3985390102925227891</id><published>2011-06-22T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T00:51:22.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love &lt;/span&gt;is So Big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Zpog5qa2YY/TgIFLEdlU9I/AAAAAAAAKcY/hazTmRNQQ9g/s1600/babylove3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 346px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Zpog5qa2YY/TgIFLEdlU9I/AAAAAAAAKcY/hazTmRNQQ9g/s400/babylove3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621060972646323154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;For You, For &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YOU! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&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/33407506-3985390102925227891?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3985390102925227891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3985390102925227891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-love-is-so-big-for-you-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Zpog5qa2YY/TgIFLEdlU9I/AAAAAAAAKcY/hazTmRNQQ9g/s72-c/babylove3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-2529038605972239215</id><published>2011-06-20T23:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T23:57:23.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Someday, Maybe, I Will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a place to feel love, warm and peace, a place to feel a sense of belonging, a place you feel safe. a place you call, home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;home, with quarrels everyday isn't a place where i feel a sense of belonging, a place i want to be in, a place i can feel love, safe, warm and peace. mum have been quarreling with me everyday. i hate it i really do. i tried to talk things out, she never listen. even if she does, when i'm about to talk, she cut in. now i'm wondering, how am i going to make peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'm different from my sister. my sister, is way smarter than me, way more hardworking and least playful compared to me. me, i'm just wild, spoiled and plain lazy, i'm embarrassed to say. i disappoint my parents too much, i didn't study hard enough, ended up in a school i don't want to be in, i take things for granted. i am selfish. i disagree with them scolding me and checking on me, i always want them to leave me alone. to say that they never understand the 'tough' road i've been through is just an excuse. i can't blame anyone but myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i have weak immune system ever since young. my parents spent a lot on me just to bring me to private doctors or even hospital, till now. i admit i don't know how to do simple housework just like, mopping or sweeping the floor. i don't help my mother with chores. she complaint. to give birth to this useless child, who they spent so much on, the one who always make them worry, the immature. bringing me to this world is just a mistake..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a child, who can't make them feel proud, i can never be good enough for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;saying i hate you, telling myself i hate you is just words from my anger. i don't hate you, in fact, i love you. just so you know. i just hope, you can feel it too. i don't know how to express it but sometimes, i just hope simple things i do, do make you happy. but i can't. i don't feel appreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i can never understand my mother. i wish i could. maybe someday, i will understand what's on her mind. maybe, someday, i will, understand. God give me my parents, my parents brought me to this world, i should honor them and i know, and i always will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i'm sorry, mum. i can never be perfect like sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ri-PmW7Hw5M/Tf9rplbrAFI/AAAAAAAAKcI/HYRvDTIE4wA/s1600/Suicide_by_antontang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ri-PmW7Hw5M/Tf9rplbrAFI/AAAAAAAAKcI/HYRvDTIE4wA/s400/Suicide_by_antontang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620329222148653138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-2529038605972239215?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/2529038605972239215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/2529038605972239215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/06/someday-maybe-i-will.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ri-PmW7Hw5M/Tf9rplbrAFI/AAAAAAAAKcI/HYRvDTIE4wA/s72-c/Suicide_by_antontang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-6759440578745019098</id><published>2011-06-17T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T21:39:28.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Restrictions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adelia is not allow to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;* drink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;* go out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;* club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ON A FRIDAY NIGHT. why? because i got throat infection, fever come and go, headache, running nose, cough. so annoying right! was messaging few people at one go, was asking me out and when i mentioned i'm sick all say, NO. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ADELIA YOU STAY AT HOME. REST AND EAT YOUR MEDICINE. BE A GOOD GIRL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;whatever okay. i don't want eat medicine! i'm angry. i'm sad. i feel damn sad for myself. for so many reasons i'm not gonna state them here. don't tell you. don't tell anyone. i keep all to myself. hurmph. no. i pour it all out to God. kthxbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qc2jmu1e-gk/TftVhb5Am6I/AAAAAAAAKcA/m23Icr4XNT8/s1600/Snapshot_20110617_7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qc2jmu1e-gk/TftVhb5Am6I/AAAAAAAAKcA/m23Icr4XNT8/s400/Snapshot_20110617_7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619178992985742242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-6759440578745019098?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/6759440578745019098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/6759440578745019098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/06/restrictions-adelia-is-not-allow-to.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qc2jmu1e-gk/TftVhb5Am6I/AAAAAAAAKcA/m23Icr4XNT8/s72-c/Snapshot_20110617_7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-3599160940904072705</id><published>2011-06-16T21:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T23:12:28.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A Reason To Smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;dragged myself to school even though i'm sick. i'm really sick. i feel so weak and terrible. i hardly sleep. slept for only 2 hours plus? i couldn't sleep. i dragged myself to school because of UT. didn't know UT 1 not important. i could have just use my MC. pffft. was having fever in school too. FML right..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;reached home, slept for awhile, bathed. take my temperature, having fever again. i'm so damn moody. i've been thinking a lot. i barely eat the whole day. just keep spamming water. no appetite and stuff. sucks right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;finding a reason to smile again. i'm damn moody naoxz. headache is killing me, i'm using up my whole box of tissue. my nose is so red naozxz. how many times must i be sick per year huh. falling sick every month, twice this month. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i feel so lousy, not independent, can't take care of myself, useless, a burden, good for nothing. pfffft.. always sick.. weakling.. ): sigh. still having fever. this sucks. i feel damn terrible..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hqZ3jW2zdnE/TfoT7-0GtHI/AAAAAAAAKb4/Eejua7fsMyI/s1600/smile_by_five_believers-d3d6eb6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hqZ3jW2zdnE/TfoT7-0GtHI/AAAAAAAAKb4/Eejua7fsMyI/s400/smile_by_five_believers-d3d6eb6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618825406292866162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;not a force smile.&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/33407506-3599160940904072705?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3599160940904072705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3599160940904072705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/06/reason-to-smile-dragged-myself-to.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hqZ3jW2zdnE/TfoT7-0GtHI/AAAAAAAAKb4/Eejua7fsMyI/s72-c/smile_by_five_believers-d3d6eb6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-5219108432090269993</id><published>2011-06-15T20:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T00:51:08.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My Precious Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mum was being unreasonable just now. quarreled with me when i'm studying. so i packed my things and walked out of the house. went mac to study. baby came over awhile to find me. at least after seeing baby did cheer me up, for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my dearest boyfriend still sick. coughing and sniffing. ): hope he will get better soon so that he can enjoy later. he really should enjoy himself. he really deserve this. when school reopen he gonna have piles of assignment to complete again. hope that boy didn't drink too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i miss him already. didn't hug him enough, didn't spend enough time with him. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; my only one, my precious boyfriend. someone i'm too afraid to lose, someone that i really love. godilovethisboysomuch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm fine. i will be fine. just really emotional today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took this picture just now, boyfriend was playing with the mask the clinic gave me. damn cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w5gfX2TiXCk/TfikWi2yW9I/AAAAAAAAKbo/gozyAfoQRfc/s1600/P1919_15-06-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w5gfX2TiXCk/TfikWi2yW9I/AAAAAAAAKbo/gozyAfoQRfc/s400/P1919_15-06-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618421242365369298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;my happy pill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;! &amp;lt;3&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/33407506-5219108432090269993?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/5219108432090269993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/5219108432090269993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-precious-boy-mum-was-being.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w5gfX2TiXCk/TfikWi2yW9I/AAAAAAAAKbo/gozyAfoQRfc/s72-c/P1919_15-06-11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-289311972059136982</id><published>2011-06-15T11:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T14:53:36.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Sick.. Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;adelia is sick again. i didn't go school. wake up with freaking bad sore throat, somehow lost my voice.. sigh. make me so moody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;fever fever, cough, sore throat, body still aching . sigh. feel damn moody. i'm tired.. got nightmare. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;i miss baby a lot.. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;EDIT* just woke up one hour ago. mood still as bad. having period which also make it worse. sigh. bull shit. i swear i will never eat any medicine. i do what i want. i'm sick and i'm damn moody. i don't want any restriction or anything to get into my way anymore. don't make me upset or i will cry IN YOUR FACE. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i got 2 days MC from doctor but i only can use one day. why? tomorrow i got UT. zzz. no matter what i have to be in school. sucks to be me. doctor is kind enough to give me 2 days when i only asked for one. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO DAMN MOOODY. UNDERSTAND?!?!?! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7lq283xcFPg/Tfgj2_SPgrI/AAAAAAAAKbg/F9a5ZC8m3a8/s1600/Snapshot_20110615_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7lq283xcFPg/Tfgj2_SPgrI/AAAAAAAAKbg/F9a5ZC8m3a8/s400/Snapshot_20110615_3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618279962752549554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-289311972059136982?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/289311972059136982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/289311972059136982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/06/sick.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7lq283xcFPg/Tfgj2_SPgrI/AAAAAAAAKbg/F9a5ZC8m3a8/s72-c/Snapshot_20110615_3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-8805006801463651553</id><published>2011-06-14T19:43:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T23:47:27.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Emo, Nemo, Elmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i'm sick again. sore throat, slight cough, whole body aching, can't turn my neck. sick every month and this is the second time this month. baby is sick too, hope he will recover tomorrow so that he can enjoy himself. pray that he will be fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;things happening nowadays totally making life tougher for me. carrying all those problems on me is breaking my back. i will get through this, i believe. God will help me. He will enlighten me. gonna spend a long quiet time with God, i've got so much to tell Him. God will calms the storm in my heart and soul. i need comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like drinking tequila now. still got at least 1/2 bottle left. wonder if i should drink it. just a little bit emotional now. but i will be fine. i'm fine. bye world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel damn terrible now. headache, whole body feel damn uncomfortable. i feel like crying. this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UD_djghOpkc/TfdyYh9JZOI/AAAAAAAAKbY/ELMi_TGW654/s1600/Never_give_up_by_antontang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UD_djghOpkc/TfdyYh9JZOI/AAAAAAAAKbY/ELMi_TGW654/s400/Never_give_up_by_antontang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618084825925248226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-8805006801463651553?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/8805006801463651553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/8805006801463651553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/06/emo-nemo-elmo-sick-again.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UD_djghOpkc/TfdyYh9JZOI/AAAAAAAAKbY/ELMi_TGW654/s72-c/Never_give_up_by_antontang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-77423797812533651</id><published>2011-06-13T00:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T00:13:41.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I AM CHILL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;LIKE A TURTLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IP50vgZ4Gwc/TfTlOSnjHvI/AAAAAAAAKbA/muhsrWmTx0g/s1600/1303090216_baby_beach_turtle_by_oborochann-d3e7c3o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IP50vgZ4Gwc/TfTlOSnjHvI/AAAAAAAAKbA/muhsrWmTx0g/s400/1303090216_baby_beach_turtle_by_oborochann-d3e7c3o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617366668916498162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-77423797812533651?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/77423797812533651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/77423797812533651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-am-chill.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IP50vgZ4Gwc/TfTlOSnjHvI/AAAAAAAAKbA/muhsrWmTx0g/s72-c/1303090216_baby_beach_turtle_by_oborochann-d3e7c3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-9097321214612882055</id><published>2011-06-12T01:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T02:36:33.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Love Of My Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xobh2Tui8Po/TfOykrgmk3I/AAAAAAAAKa4/MXSX0neMFxU/s1600/DSC_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xobh2Tui8Po/TfOykrgmk3I/AAAAAAAAKa4/MXSX0neMFxU/s400/DSC_0083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617029503485645682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-9097321214612882055?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/9097321214612882055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/9097321214612882055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/06/love-of-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xobh2Tui8Po/TfOykrgmk3I/AAAAAAAAKa4/MXSX0neMFxU/s72-c/DSC_0083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-1427118940628610463</id><published>2011-06-11T01:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T01:33:02.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Swim, Shop, Movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;met linette lesbi in the morning for swimming, after that went over to school with esther and acus to hand in some stupid form. had lunch together and then went town to meet linette again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i'm so gonna miss this girl so much and gonna hang out with her with as many time as possible before she leave for US. i will miss her like a lot. after not meeting her for so long and she tell me she is leaving the end of next month. awesome girl huh! ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;went town to shop around. got my gucci wallet and DKNY perfume. hehehe. i still need more shopping. really. after that she went off, meet walton for movie. shop around again and bought a FCUK shirt which state 'no fcukin' worries' for baby. hope it cheer him up in a way! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;after movie, baby came to meet me and then walked around and home sweet homee! something very wrong with me. i keep going to the toilet like mad. damn. D: annoying ttm. I NEED MORE SHOPPING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I WANT TO WATCH HANGOVER 2. kthxbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GDpQkeoio7w/TfJSjVC-VwI/AAAAAAAAKaw/UNF8_wTzoO8/s1600/P1814_10-06-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GDpQkeoio7w/TfJSjVC-VwI/AAAAAAAAKaw/UNF8_wTzoO8/s400/P1814_10-06-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616642452182947586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcLMM3m_kWU/TfJSi5YbkAI/AAAAAAAAKao/g1jFun9MngM/s1600/P1720_10-06-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcLMM3m_kWU/TfJSi5YbkAI/AAAAAAAAKao/g1jFun9MngM/s400/P1720_10-06-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616642444756750338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33407506-1427118940628610463?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/1427118940628610463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/1427118940628610463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/06/swim-shop-movie-met-linette-lesbi-in.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GDpQkeoio7w/TfJSjVC-VwI/AAAAAAAAKaw/UNF8_wTzoO8/s72-c/P1814_10-06-11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-1636688876445120000</id><published>2011-06-09T19:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T19:32:16.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We Gonna Sleep All Day, Party All Night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;went clubbing at rebel with baby, jinghui, walton, paul and baby's friends last night! eleanor and her friend joined us at the dance floor after that. it was so damn awesome! clubbing is never fun without baby. jinghui went off early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;didn't get to drink waterfall but i managed to get quite high. we stay all the way until the party end and then baby stay over my place. slept at 5plusAM all the way until 2plusPM. washed up and stuff and baby went home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i'm feeling as fat as anything. setting target weight for myself. I WANT TO BE 35KG. GONNA TRY GET TO 35KG BY THE END OF JULY. i give myself at MAX 2 MONTHS TO GET THERE. I DON'T CARE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i hope everything turns out well for baby. i want him to be alright. i will always be there for him, always be there. baby, i loveee you. i know you're strong. but i will still be there. no matter what. loveee you. &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Y2E3UPpTcU/TfCqmcJVQhI/AAAAAAAAKag/-PS3kSoGCdQ/s1600/P2011%255B02%255D_08-06-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Y2E3UPpTcU/TfCqmcJVQhI/AAAAAAAAKag/-PS3kSoGCdQ/s400/P2011%255B02%255D_08-06-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616176312698094098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NOt-AnnUUOg/TfCql4RRIfI/AAAAAAAAKaQ/ns3BVEk2v-k/s1600/P2123%255B01%255D_08-06-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NOt-AnnUUOg/TfCql4RRIfI/AAAAAAAAKaQ/ns3BVEk2v-k/s400/P2123%255B01%255D_08-06-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616176303067701746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d2IIkJEHbT8/TfCqmHO4f9I/AAAAAAAAKaY/13oB_2l5V2M/s1600/P2121%255B03%255D_08-06-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d2IIkJEHbT8/TfCqmHO4f9I/AAAAAAAAKaY/13oB_2l5V2M/s400/P2121%255B03%255D_08-06-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616176307084230610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-1636688876445120000?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/1636688876445120000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/1636688876445120000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/06/we-gonna-sleep-all-day-party-all-night.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Y2E3UPpTcU/TfCqmcJVQhI/AAAAAAAAKag/-PS3kSoGCdQ/s72-c/P2011%255B02%255D_08-06-11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-2384497099878112473</id><published>2011-06-08T14:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T14:38:38.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Give Me Everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;afternoon stupid annoying world! adelia is in a freaking bad mood every since last night. i feel insulted. stupid annoying world filled with liars. what's so nice about lying huh? making me feel like a fool, believing in all the shit you've been lying about. trying to make things even more sour between people's conflicts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;do you want to see the world filled with hatred, discrimination, disagreement, wars and conflicts?! _|_ fucktard. you, yes you out there. you despicable brat! i'm disgusted by your actions. fucktard like you shouldn't even exist. just die off! get the fuck out of this world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;fucked up people all around. bunch of liars. shut up. i'm a fool that will just trust people too easily huh. believing in all the stupid lies. LYING STRAIGHT IN MY FACE. so much of lies huh. fucked up world. screw you, screw everything. liars. you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall party hard with babe later. i so want to drink waterfall damn badly. i must get high tonight. no stopping. kthxbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W7_8AHdaj44/Te8YAjAHxfI/AAAAAAAAKaI/_U4gjANASfg/s1600/CIMG9196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W7_8AHdaj44/Te8YAjAHxfI/AAAAAAAAKaI/_U4gjANASfg/s400/CIMG9196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615733658029114866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;i'm chill. like turtle.&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/33407506-2384497099878112473?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/2384497099878112473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/2384497099878112473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/06/give-me-everything-afternoon-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W7_8AHdaj44/Te8YAjAHxfI/AAAAAAAAKaI/_U4gjANASfg/s72-c/CIMG9196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-232520276082011155</id><published>2011-06-07T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T01:11:50.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;KOI = Me Loveee~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;pierced my nose again yesterday. miss looking at the bling on my nose somehow. so went to pierce it back. hehee. gonna close it once i get tired of it again. told dorothy i feel like doing piercing but ear piercing no kick. why not nose piercing again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;dragged her to go pierce with me. hehehe. met dorothy at chinatown today to get KOI. hoho. i loveeeee koi. after that walked from cityhall to bugis. walked around then reached home, put down things, JY coming my house area. so why not just meet me since i'm at home. so went down meet him, chatted for awhile and go home. here i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;clubbing tomorrow. gonna party hard before school starts. i shall start saving up more cash. i'm so gonna get a gucci wallet no matter what. gonna save up at least 1k. after tomorrow, spending is over for me. lol. no more cab! work more. get all my pay and save up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;as bored as anything now. i hate this. kthxbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nwiJcIWYPHg/Te5Z5LausCI/AAAAAAAAKZ4/w604VdYQzNg/s1600/P1512_05-12-10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nwiJcIWYPHg/Te5Z5LausCI/AAAAAAAAKZ4/w604VdYQzNg/s400/P1512_05-12-10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615524624229904418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;welcome back, bling! &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/33407506-232520276082011155?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/232520276082011155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/232520276082011155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/06/koi-me-loveee-pierced-my-nose-again.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nwiJcIWYPHg/Te5Z5LausCI/AAAAAAAAKZ4/w604VdYQzNg/s72-c/P1512_05-12-10.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-5163994876299048105</id><published>2011-06-05T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T00:13:04.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;  color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;Cut Finger, Layered Shots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;vomited twice today but i'm alright. i went to work after so long. and managed to make cocktails! today i try out something new! layering shots! HAHAHAH. i'm so not into making cocktails now but making layered shots. all started because one customer ordered Slippery Nipple, followed by CS Cowboy. so i tried making B52 and blowjob. i know the shooters name sounds damn wrong okay. i'm not the one who named it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and after first 3 fail attempts, i proudly present to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RNF4CkUDZ4s/TeukHbqEPfI/AAAAAAAAKZw/q8DSBPLA2Os/s1600/P2109_05-06-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RNF4CkUDZ4s/TeukHbqEPfI/AAAAAAAAKZw/q8DSBPLA2Os/s400/P2109_05-06-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614761808037690866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;B52!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;ADELIA IS AWESOME. YOU KNOW THAT. when i tried to cut open the ice pack just now, i cut my finger. deep cut which won't stop bleeding. chef calvin helped me put plaster. and that's about it. AND I'M AWESOME. HAHAHAHA. kthxbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33407506-5163994876299048105?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/5163994876299048105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/5163994876299048105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/06/cut-finger-layered-shots-vomited-twice.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RNF4CkUDZ4s/TeukHbqEPfI/AAAAAAAAKZw/q8DSBPLA2Os/s72-c/P2109_05-06-11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-3429998598506334757</id><published>2011-06-04T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T23:47:44.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Vomit, Diarrhea, Fever = FML&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;falling sick every month sucks. it's a new month and i'm sick again. got a feeling got food poisoning. diarrhea, vomit and having slight fever. pffft. this sucks. i want to go church tomorrow. i really want to go church tomorrow. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;finally get to see baby today. although it's just a while but better than nothing. i miss him holding me, hugging me, brushing his hand on my face and hair. godilovethisboysomuch. i hope everything is going on well at baby's side. i want him to be happy. it hurts to see him stress and upset. blahs. baby, i love you! i will always be there for you, willing to rush all the way down to find you no matter what, whenever you need me. i'll be there. &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gs7m23J7HtM/Teo7O2keW5I/AAAAAAAAKZo/DSzi89A8kZA/s1600/snapshot%25288%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gs7m23J7HtM/Teo7O2keW5I/AAAAAAAAKZo/DSzi89A8kZA/s400/snapshot%25288%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614365011823451026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;sick. ):&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/33407506-3429998598506334757?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3429998598506334757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3429998598506334757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/06/vomit-diarrhea-fever-fml-falling-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gs7m23J7HtM/Teo7O2keW5I/AAAAAAAAKZo/DSzi89A8kZA/s72-c/snapshot%25288%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-399840655281737714</id><published>2011-06-03T15:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T16:08:52.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What The Hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i went to school just to hand in my MAGIC COUPON because the fucked up poly will make my magic coupon expire in 3 days. assxzxzxz! @#$%! whined like anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my stomach is killing me last night and today also. whatever i consume will make my tummy pain like crap. this sucks. i can't eat anythi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ng, drink anything much. this sucks right. i kept having diarrhea since last morning. eat medicine before i go to sleep, wake up early in the morning and diarrhea again. keep going to the washroom over and over again like some mad house. argh. annoying.  i want to be happy and stop whining and complaining like some princess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;MY SISTER IS COMING BACK TODAY. I NEED TO TALK TO HER SO BADLY. SISTER IS BACK MEANS MORE PEOPLE SAYANG ADELIA. HEHEHEE. kthxbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i always feel bad that good things happen only t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;o 'others', but i always forget that i'm 'others' for someone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jawui8Lo5SQ/TeiN1BT65iI/AAAAAAAAKZY/N0zBpxXpj1s/s1600/247701_10150193974816903_664611902_7311661_4057685_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jawui8Lo5SQ/TeiN1BT65iI/AAAAAAAAKZY/N0zBpxXpj1s/s400/247701_10150193974816903_664611902_7311661_4057685_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613892877541893666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;roses brighten up my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jNQ3e4mCSo4/TeiVvdMA0aI/AAAAAAAAKZg/Lgt7UlyRHyo/s1600/babe%2527s%2Bblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 206px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jNQ3e4mCSo4/TeiVvdMA0aI/AAAAAAAAKZg/Lgt7UlyRHyo/s400/babe%2527s%2Bblog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613901578038727074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;jinghui babe's blog. HAHAHA. i didn't know she blog about me. hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;thank you babe, and you will always be my bestfriend, my best sister forever and always. hehehe. loveee you! and and and, you make me laughed at my reaction. but really, i couldn't reach it. lol lol. and do stay strong. i will be there for you like how you're always there for me and comfort me. (:&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/33407506-399840655281737714?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/399840655281737714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/399840655281737714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-hell-i-went-to-school-just-to-hand.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jawui8Lo5SQ/TeiN1BT65iI/AAAAAAAAKZY/N0zBpxXpj1s/s72-c/247701_10150193974816903_664611902_7311661_4057685_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-6431118541804892296</id><published>2011-06-02T03:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T02:36:14.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Take Over Control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;meet esther to go AMK hub yesterday to watch movie with acus and jonathan. we watched dylan dog. after that went club with esther, acus and few of esther's friends and acus's friends. drank vodka, martell, waterfall and yet still sober all the way and only slightly high and high only last less than 10 minutes. but i love waterfall! taste damn good! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my sweet boyfriend stay up just to ensure that i reached home safely. felt damn bad because he have to wake up early today. bet he is feeling tired now, lack of sleep and stuff. ): sorry boyfriend. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;not trying to be rude or what. parents can never understand their children. they think they understand us because they were once our age but they don't understand we are from different generations. things changed, everything is different now. they can't possibly live with the TRADITIONAL WAY of life. hello?! we are in the modern world with all sorts of high tech technology and not in those century that everyone is using non colored screen phones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;enough with all the restrictions that can drive us insane. there is always limit to everything, tell us the limit and restricting us to the extend that we feel so restricted. concerned? being concerned? but isn't there also a limitation to concern and not being over concerned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a parent, raising us up is responsibility. but the word responsibility shouldn't be there all the time. you don't raise us up for the sake of  'it is my job as a parent to raise them up' and telling yourself it is your responsibility. giving allowance and stuff does not make anything special. there is ought to be love, trust and bonds in between. some parents express their love by scolding which we, as their children do not like it and can't feel the love from it. why don't you spend some time UNDERSTANDING your child? have a proper conversation? lower your ego a little? just talk to them and maybe understand them a little? that difficult? spare a thought for us, how badly we wish we can talk to you sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;parents think that their children don't understand them because they always think we are young and we know nothing. if you don't bother sharing, how you want us to understand? yes, the fact that i don't understand them and i can never understand them. i really want to understand, i wish to understand. i don't understand of the hot and cold treatment. one thing parents have to know, we are not someone that you can just vent your anger on. it hurts us, we have feelings, we are humans. we deserve respects too okay. invading into our privacy isn't respecting us. parents have to show good example to their children. invading into our privacy? is that what you call respect? so is that a good example for us to follow? give us some personal space too can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;parents refused to apologize even if they are wrong. why? high ego. i don't get it. doesn't mean you are older, doing something wrong, you don't apologize right. isn't that basic manners and respect? just saying. don't judge me from what i type here. just saying on my own perspective point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S i'm not having any huge damn quarrel with my parents but i am getting pretty much irritated with things going on around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fRc7WMSK9oI/TeaYCYr2znI/AAAAAAAAKZM/KZvqPLcoXHc/s1600/babylove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fRc7WMSK9oI/TeaYCYr2znI/AAAAAAAAKZM/KZvqPLcoXHc/s400/babylove.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613341152317460082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;baby, i miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33407506-6431118541804892296?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/6431118541804892296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/6431118541804892296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/06/take-over-control-meet-esther-to-go-amk.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fRc7WMSK9oI/TeaYCYr2znI/AAAAAAAAKZM/KZvqPLcoXHc/s72-c/babylove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-6672923661087112014</id><published>2011-05-31T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T00:41:43.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Magical Coupons, Screaming Theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;today, i meet esther to go polyclinic for MAGIC COUPON! my first trip to the polyclinic in 19 years of my life. waited 2 hours and esther and me gotten magic coupon for 2 days! then both of us meet acus and jonathan at PS to watch insidious. then, go homeee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;think i trained too much yesterday. stomach and leg muscles, both hurting me like crap. probably going running tomorrow. need train back my stamina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fhdwDv1ARwQ/TeUNWDierRI/AAAAAAAAKZE/iwZJ8QWCvGM/s1600/P31-03-11_20.03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fhdwDv1ARwQ/TeUNWDierRI/AAAAAAAAKZE/iwZJ8QWCvGM/s400/P31-03-11_20.03.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612907183145397522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;baby, i'm always here to support you, here for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i love you. (:&lt;/span&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/33407506-6672923661087112014?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/6672923661087112014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/6672923661087112014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/05/magical-coupons-screaming-theater-today.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fhdwDv1ARwQ/TeUNWDierRI/AAAAAAAAKZE/iwZJ8QWCvGM/s72-c/P31-03-11_20.03.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-3151439016575470040</id><published>2011-05-30T17:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T17:21:16.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You Be My Anchor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i'm bored. i'm rotting all the way until 7.30PM for dance. so i blog. i got 2 more hours. what can i do?! today is the last day of school for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;self-declare early holiday with esther, acus and jonathan. HAHAHA! watch insidious in class and i'm scared. thinking how to sleep at night. i love gore movies but just couldn't take those exorcism kind of movie.. hmmm. i shall watch some movies to kill time. kthxbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pHGwWTGBmNE/TeNgoSx9aaI/AAAAAAAAKY8/Kn4puHRwlE8/s1600/P1655_30-05-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pHGwWTGBmNE/TeNgoSx9aaI/AAAAAAAAKY8/Kn4puHRwlE8/s400/P1655_30-05-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612435805986187682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;the greatest thing that can ever happen to me.&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/33407506-3151439016575470040?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3151439016575470040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3151439016575470040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/05/you-be-my-anchor-im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pHGwWTGBmNE/TeNgoSx9aaI/AAAAAAAAKY8/Kn4puHRwlE8/s72-c/P1655_30-05-11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-6344405023553640952</id><published>2011-05-29T18:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T00:21:09.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;  color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Life Can Do Terrible Things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;cherish everyone around you while you still can, treasure the time you spent with them. i understand the feeling of watching your love ones go, leaving you. i didn't get to say the final goodbye to my grandmother who watched me grow up because i was in camp. i've got so many things to tell her, regretted to be rude to her and i know it breaks her heart, i will never have the chance to hug her, hold her hand and care for her.  i regretted that never once i tell her that i love her. i hope she know, i want her to know. i miss her.. no matter where is she now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;it aches your heart when they leave. but life goes on. cherish them while you can. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i feel that i'm the luckiest girl in the world! God is so good to me. yesterday i pray to God when it's raining, i tell God please stop the rain, it's my birthday today. i don't want my plans to be spoiled. the next thing i know is, the rain stopped. GOD IS SO GOOD TO ME I TELL YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; i feel so spoiled by His great love. He blessed me with supportive family members, awesome lovable boyfriend, awesome sister like jinghui and dorothy,  and also all my "daddys", "brothers", "uncles" and lesbis. what else can  i ask for? i love all of them! God is GOOD ALL THE TIME! i'm showered constantly with love everyday, every now and then, every minutes, every seconds!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;God is an awesome God! He blessed me with awesome wonderful lovely people. God give me everything i needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;i asked for strength, and God gave me difficulties to make me strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;i asked for wisdom, and God gave me problems to solve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;i asked for prosperity, and God gave me brain and energy to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;i asked for courage, and God gave me danger to overcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;i asked for love, and God gave me troubled people to help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;i asked for favors, and God gave me opportunities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;i received nothing i wanted, but i received everything i needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;i love my God, He is an Awesome God. my Father. He will never leave me nor forsake me. i believe in Him. always and forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-T4qSyQHsA/TeIhO4PzESI/AAAAAAAAKY0/f0QGlIaV4jo/s1600/Snapshot_20110529_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-T4qSyQHsA/TeIhO4PzESI/AAAAAAAAKY0/f0QGlIaV4jo/s400/Snapshot_20110529_3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612084625157591330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-6344405023553640952?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/6344405023553640952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/6344405023553640952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/05/life-can-do-terrible-things-cherish.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-T4qSyQHsA/TeIhO4PzESI/AAAAAAAAKY0/f0QGlIaV4jo/s72-c/Snapshot_20110529_3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-8353795589906939078</id><published>2011-05-29T17:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T18:28:14.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Roses, Alcohol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ADELIA JEANETTA SIM WAN LING IS OFFICIALLY NINETEEN FYI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;okay. i'm not proud to be old or what. but birthday celebration was a blast. firstly, i received 4 surprises this year. from baby, jinghui, dorothy and my class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;class surprised me with cake, jinghui surprised me with 3 roses, baby surprised me with 19 roses and dorothy surprised me with 20 muffins. i'm freaking happy okay. i spent whole day of yesterday and half of today with baby! had him for more than 24 hours. shiok or what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;watched pirates of carribean, drink in my room and get damn high. drank corona with tequila. FREAKING HIGH AND DAMN NICE. then after that so high that i fell asleep. i swear i won't wanna touch cakes for a long period of time. never ever. and also, my drinking skills degraded like mad. one bottle and just keep pouring tequila in is enough to make me high .2 bottles and i will be gone. NO. this will not happen! i must train. used to be damn good in drinking last year. :/ with the martell mix with beer training, drinking other drinks like no kick at all. now really degrade a lot. sucks max. gonna train it back! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; swear i don't wanna touch cakes anymore. i hate it. i'm sick of it. waiting for baby to upload pictures soooon! :D okay. bye.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Do0COXozG7M/TeIX0GAp5vI/AAAAAAAAKYs/KYCUGqAZ-8M/s1600/Snapshot_20110529_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Do0COXozG7M/TeIX0GAp5vI/AAAAAAAAKYs/KYCUGqAZ-8M/s400/Snapshot_20110529_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612074269391054578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-8353795589906939078?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/8353795589906939078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/8353795589906939078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/05/roses-alcohol-adelia-jeanetta-sim-wan.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Do0COXozG7M/TeIX0GAp5vI/AAAAAAAAKYs/KYCUGqAZ-8M/s72-c/Snapshot_20110529_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-7508428046497292131</id><published>2011-05-26T00:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T00:43:24.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Spread The Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cabbed to school with esther today! because i brought all the cupcakes to school to give away. i'm damn glad that my classmates love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss baby damn damn terribly. i can't wait to see him on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm chill. like a turtle. always chill. kthxbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Qyo9KDfxSk/Td5_VNWR98I/AAAAAAAAKYc/LmQBnmcghyA/s1600/180407_488817659004_672454004_6251317_435767_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Qyo9KDfxSk/Td5_VNWR98I/AAAAAAAAKYc/LmQBnmcghyA/s400/180407_488817659004_672454004_6251317_435767_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611062188087310274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello giraffe, i miss you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rC--AfAj0I0/Td5_VZknhYI/AAAAAAAAKYk/V_9NWKUJTsg/s1600/P0832_26-05-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rC--AfAj0I0/Td5_VZknhYI/AAAAAAAAKYk/V_9NWKUJTsg/s400/P0832_26-05-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611062191368668546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-7508428046497292131?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/7508428046497292131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/7508428046497292131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/05/spread-love-cabbed-to-school-with.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Qyo9KDfxSk/Td5_VNWR98I/AAAAAAAAKYc/LmQBnmcghyA/s72-c/180407_488817659004_672454004_6251317_435767_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-6154318291045450213</id><published>2011-05-25T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T01:13:24.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Cupcakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;it is 1.10AM thursday okay. i change the date to 25th because to me, it is still 25! i baked cupcakes today. planning to bring down to school on friday but i'm just gonna do it tomorrow! i want to clear them from my fridge! my icings turn out PINK when it is suppose to be red. DAMN IT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;my mood sucks today okay. my neck and back aching like a bitch. i'm damn pissed and damn tired. i cabbed to school because i was late. so i'm just damn pissed today. okay. bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--nVHq2cEUqM/Td03qCkxSaI/AAAAAAAAKYM/j7eJ8iO4l8I/s1600/P2353_25-05-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--nVHq2cEUqM/Td03qCkxSaI/AAAAAAAAKYM/j7eJ8iO4l8I/s400/P2353_25-05-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610701906158635426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-6154318291045450213?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/6154318291045450213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/6154318291045450213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/05/cupcakes-it-is-1.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--nVHq2cEUqM/Td03qCkxSaI/AAAAAAAAKYM/j7eJ8iO4l8I/s72-c/P2353_25-05-11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-6853111019530936107</id><published>2011-05-24T20:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T23:36:05.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Lemons Can Fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i prayed to God for a better day, God gave it to me. GOD IS GOOD, ALL THE TIME. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i'm anticipating for a good saturday. although somehow, i don't feel like celebrating my birthday. don't have the birthday celebration feeling. :/ but i still want to make my 19 wishes with 19 individual candles. I. DON'T. CARE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;cabbed home with esther today after school because the bus queue was extremely long. super ultra lazy to do anything now so ended up playing guitar! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;my backbone, head and neck hurts like anything. my right eye lid swell a little. what the shitxzxz. me no likey! waiting for baby to finish his work so that he can talk to me on phoneeee! hehehe. while waiting, i shall go study. bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;the Lord has promised good to me, His word, my hope secures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;He will my shield and portions be, as long as life endures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;my chains are gone, i've been set free. my God, my Savior has ransomed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;and like a flood, his mercy reigns. unending love, amazing grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jAIhdlLact8/Tdu_2J_oxVI/AAAAAAAAKYE/_3C5fGZuD5c/s1600/pic10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jAIhdlLact8/Tdu_2J_oxVI/AAAAAAAAKYE/_3C5fGZuD5c/s400/pic10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610288697936758098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-6853111019530936107?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/6853111019530936107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/6853111019530936107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/05/lemons-can-fly-i-prayed-to-god-for.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jAIhdlLact8/Tdu_2J_oxVI/AAAAAAAAKYE/_3C5fGZuD5c/s72-c/pic10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-7993902420640944686</id><published>2011-05-23T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T00:48:19.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I Am Blessed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i'm all better. after dance, after meeting this awesome sister of mine, who rushed down to find me just because i called her. comfort me and hug me and chit chat with her. how can my life not be any better? God is always good to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;then again, injured my back during dance. i gotta learn how to do stretching properly than forcing my way through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;anyway, i shall not whine, complain so much about how much i hate the life i'm living right now. everyone have their tough times, i'm going through mine. i will hang on and after that i believe, i will be fine. God will be there, always to guide me through. i believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i am blessed. God blessed me with a great awesome boyfriend, a great awesome sister, awesome family, awesome classmates.. more than enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes i wonder, am i hard to please?&lt;br /&gt;simple text or message can makes me happy somehow. :/ just, random surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;OUR GOD IS AN AWESOME GOD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KC6g5_Mdboo/TdqCnoNqTPI/AAAAAAAAKXk/VCIYn7BEHdU/s1600/P21-04-11_22.48.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KC6g5_Mdboo/TdqCnoNqTPI/AAAAAAAAKXk/VCIYn7BEHdU/s400/P21-04-11_22.48.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609939903164599538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oEJwautXCmY/TdqCn1joWjI/AAAAAAAAKXs/Op0H0MOniIU/s1600/227060_10150185083096903_664611902_7234490_8117220_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oEJwautXCmY/TdqCn1joWjI/AAAAAAAAKXs/Op0H0MOniIU/s400/227060_10150185083096903_664611902_7234490_8117220_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609939906746407474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;godilovethemsomuch&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/33407506-7993902420640944686?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/7993902420640944686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/7993902420640944686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-am-blessed-im-all-better.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KC6g5_Mdboo/TdqCnoNqTPI/AAAAAAAAKXk/VCIYn7BEHdU/s72-c/P21-04-11_22.48.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-3447154291910421477</id><published>2011-05-23T18:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T18:33:13.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Do I Really Have To...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;settle myself down at coffee bean to complete my RJ. my whole mind is distracted. i'm early for school, went into class, make myself as happy as usual. i hate this.. the more i tried, coming to the later part of the day, i'm all emotional, close to tears..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;everyone is sad today anyway. do i really have to get used to the life i'm living with right now? because i really hate it. sigh. I HATE SCHOOL! i'm hanging on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i feel inferior and all emotional. I. WILL. BE. HAPPY. AND. BUBBLY. AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;REAL SOON. YOU WILL SEE. MAYBE TOMORROW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i shall stop typing. i'm close to tears again. bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dear God, i pray for a better tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i cast all my care on You. enlighten me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VS7HfAyyBYE/Tdo24Nlb8HI/AAAAAAAAKXc/9mwDk2YYyDg/s1600/____P_S__I_love_you____by_bogdanici.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VS7HfAyyBYE/Tdo24Nlb8HI/AAAAAAAAKXc/9mwDk2YYyDg/s400/____P_S__I_love_you____by_bogdanici.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609856625190629490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33407506-3447154291910421477?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3447154291910421477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3447154291910421477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/05/do-i-really-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VS7HfAyyBYE/Tdo24Nlb8HI/AAAAAAAAKXc/9mwDk2YYyDg/s72-c/____P_S__I_love_you____by_bogdanici.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-98326705926244241</id><published>2011-05-22T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T00:31:45.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;BARNEY..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3i03Y7YTrI/Tdk48FLmBaI/AAAAAAAAKXM/28xtjTW9-zo/s1600/188811_10150115427083180_565423179_6417741_5981598_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3i03Y7YTrI/Tdk48FLmBaI/AAAAAAAAKXM/28xtjTW9-zo/s400/188811_10150115427083180_565423179_6417741_5981598_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609577415700776354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;evil&lt;/span&gt; purple dinosaur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;now you know. (:&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/33407506-98326705926244241?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/98326705926244241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/98326705926244241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/05/barney.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3i03Y7YTrI/Tdk48FLmBaI/AAAAAAAAKXM/28xtjTW9-zo/s72-c/188811_10150115427083180_565423179_6417741_5981598_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-9176505369062756439</id><published>2011-05-21T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T14:09:09.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;For A Moment, Just A Moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i got ultra bad mood swing on friday night and the fact that i really feel like drinking! so the very extremely nice sister of mine, jinghui accompany me to drink. so both of us end up kinda high. was talking to baby, after that i fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;my mood is so on and off. this sucks. pain come and go, cramp like anything. pain until i cold sweat etc. this sucks. okay. i'm bored now. damn bored. i hate how i'm feeling right now. don't feel like blogging anymore. okay bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss baby. i miss him a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r239AVgarpA/TdfteR-0eDI/AAAAAAAAKW8/0eq6g-wR_qo/s1600/228232_10150185083166903_664611902_7234491_6219240_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r239AVgarpA/TdfteR-0eDI/AAAAAAAAKW8/0eq6g-wR_qo/s400/228232_10150185083166903_664611902_7234491_6219240_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609212965391988786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;best-est sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WM1RYfWdSHc/Tdfte_z2J5I/AAAAAAAAKXE/acEKcFd8vB4/s1600/snapshot%25287%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WM1RYfWdSHc/Tdfte_z2J5I/AAAAAAAAKXE/acEKcFd8vB4/s400/snapshot%25287%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609212977693992850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;say hi to winter! &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/33407506-9176505369062756439?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/9176505369062756439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/9176505369062756439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/05/for-moment-just-moment-i-got-ultra-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r239AVgarpA/TdfteR-0eDI/AAAAAAAAKW8/0eq6g-wR_qo/s72-c/228232_10150185083166903_664611902_7234491_6219240_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-8494485631568041651</id><published>2011-05-19T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T00:22:03.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To My Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;  color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY ANNIVERSARY BABY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FYKlH6sEzkU/TdPvIRN6c8I/AAAAAAAAKW0/rlsnQJ93wBk/s1600/baby%2Bloveee%2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FYKlH6sEzkU/TdPvIRN6c8I/AAAAAAAAKW0/rlsnQJ93wBk/s400/baby%2Bloveee%2521.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608088886346150850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I LOVE YOU A LOT A LOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &amp;lt;3&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/33407506-8494485631568041651?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/8494485631568041651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/8494485631568041651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/05/for-my-love-happy-anniversary-baby-i.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FYKlH6sEzkU/TdPvIRN6c8I/AAAAAAAAKW0/rlsnQJ93wBk/s72-c/baby%2Bloveee%2521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-5880413756625295554</id><published>2011-05-17T11:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T14:12:47.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Unleash The Diva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;VIDEO IS UP ON FACEBOOK. hohoho. i screw up my dance in the video but however, i dance better now. damn. i got my best sister, JingHui to help me with my make ups.. someone who rushed down to meet me after school just to help me. where can i find such a lovable sister? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;don't laugh at me okay. i admit, i DON'T KNOW how to put make ups. she actually make the eye liner suitable for my eyes. tehehee. pretty love the make ups. light and nice. tehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but dance was awesome. sadly, not everyone continue. ): pffft.. i feel that i can improve better. things like, eye contact, twist more, MORE STRENGTH *IMPORTANT*. i'm gonna take note of that. street jazz is not suppose to dance until so gentle. pffft~  okay. I. WILL. IMPROVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;went to meet royston, desmond, zhiyin, eileen, huixian, dafu, weijie and kok wei after my dance choreography. left them around 1plus, reached home and talk to baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;talking to adarrel *TELEPATHY* and melson now! two of them seems having hard time in NS. lol! poor thing. oh wells.. and and and.. birthday next week! how to celebrate. blahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been meeting my dearest sister, jinghui nowadays. although it is a once-in-a-while meet up kind of thing, our conversations are always on going and meaningful. both of us always faces problems which are same subject, different content. everything is fucked up lately, yes, definitely. fucked up is definitely the right word to describe things which are going on now. so imagine the number of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUCKED UP&lt;/span&gt; i've been using nowadays. almost everything is fucked up to me. pardon me for being so vulgar, most just have to agree that things are pretty fucked up now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that doesn't mean i'm giving up. no, i'm hanging on, standing strong, waking up each morning, starting a new day with a big smile on my face, telling myself, adelia, you gonna be happy today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what doesn't kill you makes you stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i. will. be. strong. i'm hanging on, may God will be my helper. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l4LqObwUHhE/TdHzbE2DQqI/AAAAAAAAKWs/6e1mZ_zKrHo/s1600/street%2Bjazz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l4LqObwUHhE/TdHzbE2DQqI/AAAAAAAAKWs/6e1mZ_zKrHo/s400/street%2Bjazz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607530657535443618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;olive, julia &amp;amp; adelia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xy-l9nl63dY/TdHzah_VugI/AAAAAAAAKWc/dUcGjl8G6KE/s1600/P16-05-11_18.02%255B01%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xy-l9nl63dY/TdHzah_VugI/AAAAAAAAKWc/dUcGjl8G6KE/s400/P16-05-11_18.02%255B01%255D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607530648179161602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Chwl5qhu9MY/TdHza6denKI/AAAAAAAAKWk/9J68R8MiHvI/s1600/P16-05-11_18.02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Chwl5qhu9MY/TdHza6denKI/AAAAAAAAKWk/9J68R8MiHvI/s400/P16-05-11_18.02.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607530654748023970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33407506-5880413756625295554?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/5880413756625295554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/5880413756625295554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/05/unleash-diva-video-is-up-on-facebook.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l4LqObwUHhE/TdHzbE2DQqI/AAAAAAAAKWs/6e1mZ_zKrHo/s72-c/street%2Bjazz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-2599597540789654828</id><published>2011-05-16T14:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T15:22:44.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Step In The Light For Your Perfect Close Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i did not go to school today. because i overslept and i refuse to take cab to school because it will cost me like 30bucks again and Magic Coupon is cheaper plus won't affect my grade whereas if i cab, i will still be late. so no point going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;anyway, i woke up in the morning, with headache up till now. hopefully i will get better during dance. really killing me. i shall go to the doctor and request for medicine to help me with my headache. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;anyway, yesterday sermon was really meaningful. hey. i did not really fall asleep during service. i was actually listening. not bad huh. okay. i prayed to God and stuff. what i need to do now is enter into God's rest. God will enlighten me. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ever-faithful Lord, who calms the storm in my heart and soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;through the wind and waves, You are there reaching out to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jonix8PQ2yA/TdDKMsPiIuI/AAAAAAAAKWU/f4zpFo3znNg/s1600/snapshot%252833%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jonix8PQ2yA/TdDKMsPiIuI/AAAAAAAAKWU/f4zpFo3znNg/s400/snapshot%252833%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607203855459820258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;GETTING READY!&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/33407506-2599597540789654828?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/2599597540789654828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/2599597540789654828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/05/step-in-light-for-your-perfect-close-up.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jonix8PQ2yA/TdDKMsPiIuI/AAAAAAAAKWU/f4zpFo3znNg/s72-c/snapshot%252833%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-6216933425953109850</id><published>2011-05-15T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T21:25:47.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Walk, Turn, Pose, Stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;had around 3 hours of nap after dance. so much of not sleeping the whole day and go church and after that dance for like 2 hours non-stop. drank coffee bean, drank starbucks and end of having diarrhea. too much coffee for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;lesson learnt, always sleep before you go church or else you will end up falling asleep while standing up. pffft~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;how to lighten a heavy heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;don't feel like going to school tomorrow. wish me luck for my dance tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FlcnGK5I2Gs/Tc_KtzlGfvI/AAAAAAAAKWM/rNMKJX-yl3A/s1600/221694_10150177370343866_686158865_6754997_2554309_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FlcnGK5I2Gs/Tc_KtzlGfvI/AAAAAAAAKWM/rNMKJX-yl3A/s400/221694_10150177370343866_686158865_6754997_2554309_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606922949388304114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33407506-6216933425953109850?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/6216933425953109850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/6216933425953109850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/05/walk-turn-pose-stop-had-around-3-hours.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FlcnGK5I2Gs/Tc_KtzlGfvI/AAAAAAAAKWM/rNMKJX-yl3A/s72-c/221694_10150177370343866_686158865_6754997_2554309_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-3032739161751017619</id><published>2011-05-15T03:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T20:19:26.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She Hates Time, Make It Stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;how much i hated it when school start, how much i hated it when there's no time. i hate how fast the time passed, i hate how much i don't have enough sleeps, how much i hated the life i'm leading right now, i hate how much i hated things. I HATEEE IT. know what? i miss February.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'm longing for a long hug, i'm longing for a lot of comforts, i'm longing for so many things. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;it's 3.42am now. not sleeping tonight. need to reach church at 7am. i shall go out and meet jinghui now. since she is not asleep. bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i love david sun always. &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gUUKEVZwPE0/Tc7U5_M5-dI/AAAAAAAAKWE/5R9d251QtlU/s1600/215475_10150177372073866_686158865_6755008_5569839_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gUUKEVZwPE0/Tc7U5_M5-dI/AAAAAAAAKWE/5R9d251QtlU/s400/215475_10150177372073866_686158865_6755008_5569839_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606652678806043090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i got your picture in my wallet and your phone number to call,&lt;br /&gt;i miss you more whenever i think about you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33407506-3032739161751017619?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3032739161751017619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/3032739161751017619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/05/she-hates-time-make-it-stop-how-much-i.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gUUKEVZwPE0/Tc7U5_M5-dI/AAAAAAAAKWE/5R9d251QtlU/s72-c/215475_10150177372073866_686158865_6755008_5569839_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-1079365178398033469</id><published>2011-05-12T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:40:04.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Milky Way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;guess what? TOMORROW IS FRIDAY! and, I CAN MEET BABY TOMORROW. YES! and FINALLY. i miss him like so terribly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;talk about class okay. i have no idea what's wrong with me today but i talk a lot in class today! but uhhh. whatever okay. lol. i'm not expecting a good grade but at least, i tried. i know i really tried but i feel that could be better. nevermind . i will try harder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;anyway, was looking at my mauritius pictures. i miss mauritius. the night skies, the reflection of the moon light on the sea. i miss mauritius, a place, where i don't have to think about anything else, a place, where i can see MILKY WAY and SHOOTING STARS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4IMT8lHWJKs/Tcvv8vD2e2I/AAAAAAAAKV8/1uuYGxn8Ga0/s1600/CIMG9330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4IMT8lHWJKs/Tcvv8vD2e2I/AAAAAAAAKV8/1uuYGxn8Ga0/s400/CIMG9330.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605837987896523618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i miss Mauritius!&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/33407506-1079365178398033469?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/1079365178398033469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/1079365178398033469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/05/milky-way-guess-what-tomorrow-is-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! ((: ]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLTn9_lKARs/SnMDzSw48hI/AAAAAAAAIR0/hkKNrrEgpYc/S220/P05-07-09_13.54.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4IMT8lHWJKs/Tcvv8vD2e2I/AAAAAAAAKV8/1uuYGxn8Ga0/s72-c/CIMG9330.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33407506.post-4381940917563088909</id><published>2011-05-11T17:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T17:55:05.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Big Fat Bass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;currently wasting my time at coffee bean before i head off to dance practice. freaking tummy feels damn weird. all i have the whole day is just one cupcake and why am i feeling so bloated when i hardly eat anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;the feeling is like contradicting. i want to make myself eat something but my tummy is like pain and i can't intake anything or else i will feel worse. pffft.. i'm gonna make sure i write a good RJ. and i'm freezing at coffee bean now. why 313 suddenly so cold uh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;trying my best to concentrate and not to think of anything else. phone is just right beside me and i've been staring at my phone almost the whole day. okay. i NEED to get PLAIN water later and head off to dance. right now i need to complete my RJ. focus ADELIA! FOCUS!! okay bye!!&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for dance practice. it keep my mind free and just focus on the steps. mmhmm.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o9H5z8CBnGw/TcpcCsaNHEI/AAAAAAAAKV0/E998nZXXbek/s1600/snapshot%252812%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o9H5z8CBnGw/TcpcCsaNHEI/AAAAAAAAKV0/E998nZXXbek/s400/snapshot%252812%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605393887566568514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i just wanna chill like.. turtle. ):&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/33407506-4381940917563088909?l=the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/4381940917563088909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33407506/posts/default/4381940917563088909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-confessions-of-a-broken-heart.blogspot.com/2011/05/big-fat-bass-currently-wasting-my-time.html' title=''/><author><name>[ OMFG IT'S ADELIA'S BLOG! 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