<?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-6578475705129348148</id><updated>2011-07-31T06:13:55.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cadi michelle Chia</title><subtitle type='html'>Cadi Michelle Chia</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>94</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-3455392150240722036</id><published>2009-06-28T23:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T23:37:10.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;FTI's showcase is over...&lt;br /&gt;It came,&lt;br /&gt;and ended way too soon!&lt;br /&gt;Oh man,&lt;br /&gt;They boys were so amazingly good looking.&lt;br /&gt;Some how,&lt;br /&gt;the showcase seemed all to real for me.&lt;br /&gt;When i try to recall anything from it,&lt;br /&gt;it just seems too distant.&lt;br /&gt;This showcase,&lt;br /&gt;its left me greedy for more.&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could fly to korea and glue my ass there till&lt;br /&gt;i get enough of all the korean artiste.&lt;br /&gt;Im envious of the korean fans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously didnt imagine them to be that good looking.&lt;br /&gt;Im so sure,&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna meet them one day.&lt;br /&gt;This time, I didnt get to,&lt;br /&gt;I wasnt as smart as the experienced korean fans,&lt;br /&gt;knowing how to get chances to speak to them and all...&lt;br /&gt;but i will... I have to!&lt;br /&gt;They were just 'ohmycrackinggosh'!&lt;br /&gt;and i have to meet them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sound ljust ike any crazy fan.&lt;br /&gt;But i cant help it after i saw them perform live.&lt;br /&gt;And besides, i believe im no where a crazy fan yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now... Im just gonna be missing those boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-3455392150240722036?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3455392150240722036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=3455392150240722036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/3455392150240722036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/3455392150240722036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/06/ftis-showcase-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-6642123950675972383</id><published>2009-06-22T16:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T16:11:17.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Its already Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Last week of the june hols.&lt;br /&gt;Seems like I didnt get to do much,&lt;br /&gt;and school's gonna start again.&lt;br /&gt;I guess its a good thing cos Im always eating&lt;br /&gt;too much during the hols.&lt;br /&gt;But i got to spend time with friends, people I treasure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've just completed about 8? excercises of Betty Edwards.&lt;br /&gt;Im proud of myself! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F.T. Island's showcase is on Sat!&lt;br /&gt;This Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;Cant believe im gonna see the guy that is my phone's&lt;br /&gt;wallpaper face to face.&lt;br /&gt;Im getting pretty envious of myself!... Hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-6642123950675972383?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6642123950675972383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=6642123950675972383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/6642123950675972383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/6642123950675972383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-already-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-7215201481326321789</id><published>2009-06-03T18:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T18:27:48.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This hols will make me erase anything i had to do with you.&lt;br /&gt;Thats what you did.&lt;br /&gt;Thats what i'll do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i believed in you. Once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-7215201481326321789?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7215201481326321789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=7215201481326321789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/7215201481326321789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/7215201481326321789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-hols-will-make-me-erase-anything-i.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-7228396706749050321</id><published>2009-05-29T08:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T08:03:31.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If this is how you want it to be,&lt;br /&gt;Im going with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-7228396706749050321?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7228396706749050321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=7228396706749050321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/7228396706749050321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/7228396706749050321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/05/if-this-is-how-you-want-it-to-be-im.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-7471462837880215892</id><published>2009-05-28T18:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T18:37:47.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;You whispered that you were getting tired,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; Got a look in your eye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; Looks a lot like goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; Hold on to your secrets tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; Don't want to know I'm ok with this silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; It's truth that I don't want to hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; You're hiding regret in your smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; There's a storm in your eyes I've seen coming for awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; Hang on to the past tense tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; Don't say a word,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; I'm ok with the quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; The truth is gonna change everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; So lie to me and tell me that it's gonna be alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; So lie to me and tell me that we'll make it through the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; I don't mind if you wait before you tear me apart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; Look me in the eye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; Lie, lie, lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Im choked,&lt;br /&gt;more than ever this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Im tired today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-7471462837880215892?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7471462837880215892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=7471462837880215892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/7471462837880215892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/7471462837880215892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-whispered-that-you-were-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-667103661809315860</id><published>2009-05-26T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:15:41.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well, i guess i wont be writing too much here.&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to keep more of my personal thoughts&lt;br /&gt;just to myself, and a special book.&lt;br /&gt;What happened in general today is....&lt;br /&gt;I found out i got into SD sub-comm.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God!&lt;br /&gt;I really didnt think i was going to get in&lt;br /&gt;after i found out everyone else had gotten calls&lt;br /&gt;and messages.&lt;br /&gt;It was a jellybean...&lt;br /&gt;It gave me loads of emotions today.&lt;br /&gt;Thaaaats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-667103661809315860?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/667103661809315860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=667103661809315860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/667103661809315860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/667103661809315860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/05/well-i-guess-i-wont-be-writing-too-much.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-8998871875875940870</id><published>2009-05-25T18:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T18:35:50.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Maybe&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; you should be more &lt;/span&gt;sensitive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Cos if you dont realize,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i get &lt;/span&gt;hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Maybe you &lt;/span&gt;dont care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and if you dont, then whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-8998871875875940870?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/8998871875875940870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/8998871875875940870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/05/maybe-you-should-be-more-sensitive.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-1937488471559108031</id><published>2009-05-22T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:42:34.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow.&lt;br /&gt;Today, on my way home,&lt;br /&gt;I got to see two secondary friends,&lt;br /&gt;consecutively, at dover station.&lt;br /&gt;Its a good thing,&lt;br /&gt;cos they are friends im thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;I have not seen them for some time now...&lt;br /&gt;And I managed to have conversations with both.&lt;br /&gt;It made me kinda happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-1937488471559108031?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1937488471559108031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=1937488471559108031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/1937488471559108031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/1937488471559108031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/05/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-9114850711816547690</id><published>2009-05-20T19:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T20:13:41.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it was a truthful conversation.&lt;br /&gt;When I said it was an awkward one,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't exactly mean it that way.&lt;br /&gt;It was more cos there were some things I got to say to you that normally I wouldn't get to. &lt;br /&gt;You've told me that I need to get used to things.&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know, i've been trying and will continue to try.&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna take time for me to.. &lt;br /&gt;I hope you'll try to be more understanding as well.&lt;br /&gt;I do Treasure this friendship,&lt;br /&gt;and won't give up on this friendship unless you ever give up first. &lt;br /&gt;Thaaats just all I gotta say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-9114850711816547690?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/9114850711816547690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=9114850711816547690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/9114850711816547690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/9114850711816547690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-was-truthful-conversation.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-544315633301698721</id><published>2009-05-19T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T23:13:33.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its not the same now,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know it changed along the way.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel what changed somewhere,&lt;br /&gt;but Im pretty sure there's nothing I can do.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna ask,&lt;br /&gt;wasn't it a little too quick?&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't it a little too fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will learn to be more independent when I'm forced to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-544315633301698721?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/544315633301698721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=544315633301698721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/544315633301698721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/544315633301698721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-not-same-now-yeah-i-know-it-changed.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-7091556322749820953</id><published>2009-05-17T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T00:21:15.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;Im feeling crappy for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there is a reason?&lt;br /&gt;Ahh whatver...&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna bother thinking...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-7091556322749820953?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-2394512567698383794</id><published>2009-05-15T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T23:23:55.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's more i wish i could say.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't, not to anyone right now... &lt;br /&gt;I guess i'll have to store them up in my little book of secrets... Hehh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been getting a little more .. each day.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-2394512567698383794?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2394512567698383794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=2394512567698383794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/2394512567698383794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/2394512567698383794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/05/theres-more-i-wish-i-could-say.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-1211789630105437490</id><published>2009-05-13T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T22:48:25.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right, so today is my 17th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;And since its not 12 yet, I can say I'm enjoying every moment of it.&lt;br /&gt;I thank my whole class really. For doing that whole cake surprise thing. &lt;br /&gt;Then also, after school, I went to have a meal with a few friends. We had korean! Whooo hoo, it was good.&lt;br /&gt;Then there was all the messages I got when I looked at my phone in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;And all the other msges I got throughout the day. Thank you! I had a great time today.&lt;br /&gt;Today was also interview for SD club. I kinda hope I get in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only other thing I wanna say.&lt;br /&gt;I hope buddy doesn't get pissed so frequent.&lt;br /&gt;Cos I don't understand much yet. Its a little... Yeahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Heh, buut, whatever. Today was good enough for me :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-1211789630105437490?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1211789630105437490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=1211789630105437490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/1211789630105437490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/1211789630105437490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/05/right-so-today-is-my-17th-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-1797439612396410499</id><published>2009-05-07T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T22:49:18.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know I'm starting to love them,&lt;br /&gt;but that's what makes me afraid,&lt;br /&gt;Cos I know it might all end too soon..&lt;br /&gt;Since common foundation's not gonna be forever.&lt;br /&gt;Common foundation sucks! But I'm happy cos, &lt;br /&gt;They're there.&lt;br /&gt;We're all so damn different, in every way we're &lt;br /&gt;different.  The more I hang out with them, &lt;br /&gt;The more i see how we are different,&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;I might not be as cool as them,&lt;br /&gt;And they might not understand me the way I wish&lt;br /&gt;they would,&lt;br /&gt;But we get along fine enough,&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like I'm gonna cracking miss them.&lt;br /&gt;And Buddy, who I'm gonna be&lt;br /&gt;Studying with for the next few years,&lt;br /&gt;I don'T know. Maybe I'm not cool. Heh&lt;br /&gt;I just wonder why we had to be so different..&lt;br /&gt;I feel somehow like every thing's&lt;br /&gt;gonna change. And I don't like, &lt;br /&gt;what that says....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-1797439612396410499?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1797439612396410499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=1797439612396410499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/1797439612396410499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/1797439612396410499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-know-im-starting-to-love-them-but.html' 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have been careless.&lt;br /&gt;I realised that i dropped something,&lt;br /&gt;on my way to school or on my way back&lt;br /&gt;i dont know~&lt;br /&gt;But i realised it after getting home.&lt;br /&gt;Although it wasnt anything too important,&lt;br /&gt;it kinda just added to my frustration...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate from a tub of chocolate ice cream which made me happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dislike people who think they're better just cos they're&lt;br /&gt;learning something different.&lt;br /&gt;Cos' we're really not that different at all,&lt;br /&gt;all there is, is you thinking you're better...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-6707569263244120359?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6707569263244120359/comments/default' title='Post 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SfHbCqlyPjI/AAAAAAAAAEM/uBfDOeoSQFA/s72-c/IMG_0130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-9188576000478758210</id><published>2009-04-21T16:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T16:56:33.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today on my way home,&lt;br /&gt;i saw a cracking cute guy.&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, &lt;br /&gt;I couldnt keep my eyes off him.&lt;br /&gt;Heh, not like im a pervert or anything,&lt;br /&gt;but he was so danging cute!&lt;br /&gt;LIKE awfully cute. &lt;br /&gt;Like really cute.&lt;br /&gt;Im sure you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;I saw him from dover station, &lt;br /&gt;which was where i got on too.  &lt;br /&gt;We were standing pretty close by while waiting for the train,&lt;br /&gt;then when the train came i went to the next door.&lt;br /&gt;Dont know why i did that! ack.&lt;br /&gt;I think he's from dover ITE, &lt;br /&gt;but whatever, not like im gonna find him or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-9188576000478758210?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/9188576000478758210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=9188576000478758210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/9188576000478758210'/><link 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last day of Poly orientation,&lt;br /&gt;dont know why, but i felt sad.&lt;br /&gt;Not like i wouldnt be able to see everyone, anymore,&lt;br /&gt;i'd be seeing them on monday...&lt;br /&gt;I guess i was starting to like it all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im glad that orientation turned out quite alot better&lt;br /&gt;than i expected.&lt;br /&gt;Im also glad that i've made a bunch of funky friends,&lt;br /&gt;and im glad that they're the ones im gonna be with for year 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday will be actual poly day 1.&lt;br /&gt;Classes will start and so will many things come into place.&lt;br /&gt;And thinking of that, it makes me a little afraid.&lt;br /&gt;Seems like so many things have to happen once school reaally starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im just thankful, so grateful,&lt;br /&gt;its all been going well :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-7093688659170712391?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7093688659170712391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=7093688659170712391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/7093688659170712391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/7093688659170712391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-been-some-time-since-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-8907535986233753984</id><published>2009-04-04T13:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T13:44:33.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes, God tears things down&lt;br /&gt;just to build them up again, stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was something i heard during BS last night.&lt;br /&gt;I guess its something i've heard before, and forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;But last night, hearing it,&lt;br /&gt;it came so strong.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, it felt like a reminder.&lt;br /&gt;A reminder for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-8907535986233753984?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/8907535986233753984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=8907535986233753984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/8907535986233753984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/8907535986233753984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/04/sometimes-god-tears-things-down-just-to.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-3469515164737338831</id><published>2009-04-01T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T20:25:41.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's the first of April,&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to start using the new laptop meant for school.&lt;br /&gt;Its sad for my previous laptop,&lt;br /&gt;im already missing it- using this one.&lt;br /&gt;But i guess this is nice too, &lt;br /&gt;i'll get used to it after some time.&lt;br /&gt;Im not good at changes, so using this,&lt;br /&gt;its a little awkward... &lt;br /&gt;somehow feels like i still prefer the old one.&lt;br /&gt;But i guess this one looks cooler...&lt;br /&gt;I had to download windows live here,&lt;br /&gt;and the new messenger, &lt;br /&gt;mmmmh, i really dont like it. &lt;br /&gt;I dont even like signing in,&lt;br /&gt;everything looks too different, and weird...&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, &lt;br /&gt;orientation is coming up in about less than 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Am i looking forward to it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-3469515164737338831?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3469515164737338831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=3469515164737338831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/3469515164737338831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/3469515164737338831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/04/todays-first-of-april-so-i-decided-to.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-1902485496700754616</id><published>2009-03-25T01:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T21:33:26.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't left a post for some time now, that's cos... &lt;br /&gt;Honestly, nothing's been going on. I guess I'm just living, &lt;br /&gt;and remembering to be thankful for everything I've got. &lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm actually typing this post with my phone~ first time. &lt;br /&gt;And I guess I'll stop here, I think its almost 2? &lt;br /&gt;Anyway I've got nothing more to add..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-1902485496700754616?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1902485496700754616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=1902485496700754616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/1902485496700754616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/1902485496700754616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/03/havent-left-post-for-some-time-now.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-6863914047321409609</id><published>2009-03-12T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T22:26:18.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Today was SP enrolment day,&lt;br /&gt;it was a little weird and all,&lt;br /&gt;but finally, all the prep is kinda over.&lt;br /&gt;There was this guy,&lt;br /&gt;who help me and kinda like a new friend set up our laptops there,&lt;br /&gt;New friend story- so cos she sat beside me we kinda just talked?&lt;br /&gt;Weird that i could make a friend that way, gotta say it was sad saying goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;she was nice, pity, cos she's in a different school.&lt;br /&gt;Back again- he was kinda nice, we didnt have to do a thing, he totally did the confusing laptop stuff for me while i and her just sat there.&lt;br /&gt;yeah whatever, but im not saying anything~ im just glad there was a nice dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-6863914047321409609?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6863914047321409609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=6863914047321409609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/6863914047321409609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/6863914047321409609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-was-sp-enrolment-day-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-720930611838181378</id><published>2009-03-06T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T23:59:17.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'll try not to hope and i'll try not to expect.&lt;br /&gt;Cos' i've faced enough disappointment-&lt;br /&gt;Not to say i can compare with people who've been through alot,&lt;br /&gt;I cant say i've suffered.&lt;br /&gt;But i've faced enough disappointment,&lt;br /&gt;at least enough for now.&lt;br /&gt;I've been wishing, hoping it'll all get better since &lt;span&gt;long enough,&lt;br /&gt;but after i gathered that i was doing alright,&lt;br /&gt;somehow it seemed everything had started crashing down again.&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could ask why?&lt;br /&gt;But there's no point to, cos i know there must be a reason.&lt;br /&gt;I'll believe there's a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God's angels are watching over me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So im not afraid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-720930611838181378?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/720930611838181378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=720930611838181378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/720930611838181378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/720930611838181378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/03/ill-try-not-to-hope-and-ill-try-not-to.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-5739902848332899869</id><published>2009-03-05T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T22:56:03.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I tried playing tennis today.&lt;br /&gt;Went along with an aunt and an uncle and with my brothers.&lt;br /&gt;I guess i really dont have talent in sports...&lt;br /&gt;Mmmh, or maybe it could be cos it was my first time...&lt;br /&gt;Tennis is a nice sport,&lt;br /&gt;or maybe you can say its the only sport that captures my attention,&lt;br /&gt;so i really hope i'll get a chance to really experience it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Each step i take seems such a blur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But thank God, He's here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-5739902848332899869?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5739902848332899869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=5739902848332899869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/5739902848332899869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/5739902848332899869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-tried-playing-tennis-today.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-1794841407142115286</id><published>2009-02-27T16:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T16:25:40.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I had a dream last night,&lt;br /&gt;and i kinda dreamt of my dream house.&lt;br /&gt;It was so beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;and i remember asking myself in my dream if i was dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;and i said no.&lt;br /&gt;Then i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;Which sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/noellone/music/7R2YL_KW/zhangliyin-timelessfeatxiah-korean-ver/"&gt;http://www.imeem.com/noellone/music/7R2YL_KW/zhangliyin-timelessfeatxiah-korean-ver/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to this song if you've nothing better to do. It doesnt matter if you dont understand it, i dont really either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-1794841407142115286?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1794841407142115286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=1794841407142115286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/1794841407142115286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/1794841407142115286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-had-dream-last-night-and-i-kinda.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-4515908375207291245</id><published>2009-02-24T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T20:37:32.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Today, Singapore's at 25 degrees Celsius.&lt;br /&gt;I think i could get used to this.&lt;br /&gt;Its a little chilly, but its such a lovely feeling,&lt;br /&gt;makes me feel as though im no longer  in Singapore... but i am. heh&lt;br /&gt;mhhh it kinda reminds me of Nepal...&lt;br /&gt;awh, and the scenery of that country i'll never forget.&lt;br /&gt;Just went through the pictures of there a few days ago,&lt;br /&gt;yeah it was lovely just recalling all of the memories there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When im older, Im gonna travel the world!&lt;br /&gt;Its something many people dream of doing, and im one of them.&lt;br /&gt;There's so many places i wanna visit, and i hope i'll  really get the chance to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SP's pre-enrolment is so complicated compared to NP's.&lt;br /&gt;I still feel a tinge of regret not getting into NP, but i'll get over it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I dont miss any of it, i'm doing fine moving forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-4515908375207291245?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-5853994140408994860</id><published>2009-02-22T14:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T14:54:07.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;My!&lt;br /&gt;DBSK is having a concert today.&lt;br /&gt;Its 4 pm Seoul, which means its gonna start in less than 10 mins!&lt;br /&gt;Man, i wish i were there now, waiting for the concert to begin.&lt;br /&gt;Awh! i wish i were there...&lt;br /&gt;I hope they do well.&lt;br /&gt;GOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-5853994140408994860?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-4805279512928203637</id><published>2009-02-17T15:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T15:44:35.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SZpqBj0n9tI/AAAAAAAAADk/RwDfRB-xjOg/s1600-h/00000zt4rx4ki5key.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SZpqBj0n9tI/AAAAAAAAADk/RwDfRB-xjOg/s320/00000zt4rx4ki5key.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303668086210557650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If only he was here! hah&lt;br /&gt;KEY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SZppIWVwlaI/AAAAAAAAADU/GYvbD8_U_iI/s1600-h/normal_7-3mh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SZppIWVwlaI/AAAAAAAAADU/GYvbD8_U_iI/s320/normal_7-3mh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303667103338894754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so cute,&lt;br /&gt;like so..... cute hahah.&lt;br /&gt;TAEMIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-4805279512928203637?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4805279512928203637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=4805279512928203637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/4805279512928203637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/4805279512928203637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-only-he-was-here-hah-key-hes-so-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SZpqBj0n9tI/AAAAAAAAADk/RwDfRB-xjOg/s72-c/00000zt4rx4ki5key.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-3852090691964023093</id><published>2009-02-16T16:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T16:48:18.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sometimes i wish i could cut myself off,&lt;br /&gt;from this world and everything that comes along with it.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel like im doing a little better-&lt;br /&gt;as a person or a human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes im confused at what is expected of a person,&lt;br /&gt;how do you judge,&lt;br /&gt;if a decision made is right or wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times i really do wish i were a robot,&lt;br /&gt;with no feelings, with no need to feel anything in that matter.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like my efforts in climbing uphill&lt;br /&gt;has not paid off in any way.&lt;br /&gt;And it kinda seems like im sliding downward again.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-3852090691964023093?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3852090691964023093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=3852090691964023093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/3852090691964023093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/3852090691964023093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/02/sometimes-i-wish-i-could-cut-myself-off.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-3740596758429672500</id><published>2009-02-13T15:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T15:04:29.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Dang...&lt;br /&gt;your reply really pissed me off...&lt;br /&gt;forget it,&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna try to be your friend anymore,&lt;br /&gt;like after we get over this i'll get on with mine and im sorry for even trying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-3740596758429672500?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3740596758429672500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=3740596758429672500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/3740596758429672500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/3740596758429672500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/02/dang.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-8740506847196262925</id><published>2009-02-08T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T23:56:20.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Mmmh...&lt;br /&gt;nothing's been going on lately.&lt;br /&gt;Church today was in a way, refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;I bought a few things today,&lt;br /&gt;one being a pocket english-korean dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;Imma hoping to learn something out of it,&lt;br /&gt;actually im pretty sure i will,&lt;br /&gt;its a dictionary... i think i'll find sufficient korean words i wanna learn.&lt;br /&gt;Its fun reading it,&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy reading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's something i learnt&lt;br /&gt;smile in the korean language is "mi-so",&lt;br /&gt;it makes me think of japanese food.&lt;br /&gt;and noodles in korean is "kuk-su" mmmh&lt;br /&gt;noodles, im a little hungry actually...&lt;br /&gt;but whatever.. heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-8740506847196262925?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/8740506847196262925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=8740506847196262925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/8740506847196262925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/8740506847196262925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/02/mmmh.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-6009235901965175395</id><published>2009-02-04T13:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T14:02:43.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;God, is really unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;Seems like almost everyone i know who never wanted ngee ann as bad as me got in,&lt;br /&gt;and me,&lt;br /&gt;mmmh,&lt;br /&gt;i didnt get in...&lt;br /&gt;But thats alright i guess,&lt;br /&gt;although i really cracked up when i found out...&lt;br /&gt;It was my "dream poly" after all,&lt;br /&gt;like whatever, you know...&lt;br /&gt;but i guess God wants me in SP for a reason or something...&lt;br /&gt;i think he's forcing me to take my math again,&lt;br /&gt;and i think i am,&lt;br /&gt;but crack, math math math,&lt;br /&gt;its the only subject i truly fear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hahah, and on a happy note,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im still thinking about whether i'll get to marry a korean hottie in 10 years. Lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-6009235901965175395?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6009235901965175395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=6009235901965175395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/6009235901965175395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/6009235901965175395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/02/god-is-really-unpredictable.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-5963285341122997776</id><published>2009-01-29T14:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T14:24:54.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SYFKNhOG7qI/AAAAAAAAAC8/JxJOsKNnxFM/s1600-h/IMG_0406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SYFKNhOG7qI/AAAAAAAAAC8/JxJOsKNnxFM/s320/IMG_0406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296596232880713378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SYFKrH_Ji-I/AAAAAAAAADE/_uCbSTNR1r0/s1600-h/IMG_0486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SYFKrH_Ji-I/AAAAAAAAADE/_uCbSTNR1r0/s320/IMG_0486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296596741503159266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SYFLd9fti_I/AAAAAAAAADM/3xc65ydGJlg/s1600-h/IMG_0286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SYFLd9fti_I/AAAAAAAAADM/3xc65ydGJlg/s320/IMG_0286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296597614860274674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   CUTE RIGHT ? ahh :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-5963285341122997776?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5963285341122997776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=5963285341122997776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/5963285341122997776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/5963285341122997776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/01/cute-right-ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SYFKNhOG7qI/AAAAAAAAAC8/JxJOsKNnxFM/s72-c/IMG_0406.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-2519264953902884867</id><published>2009-01-29T14:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T14:15:15.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mhhh,&lt;br /&gt;i guess chinese new year is over...&lt;br /&gt;it was very fine... but it was great taking pictures of  my nieces and nephews!&lt;br /&gt;oh and my cousin just gave birth,&lt;br /&gt;i've got a mixed blood neice! ooooooO :)&lt;br /&gt;i got to see her,&lt;br /&gt;she's so tiny,&lt;br /&gt;and magical... she was beutiful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posting's coming out tmr,&lt;br /&gt;and im getting a little tense about it...&lt;br /&gt;gosh its scary...&lt;br /&gt;where i might be thrown to... mhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wanna marry a korean. HAHAH  lets see if that'll come through in 10 years... heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-2519264953902884867?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2519264953902884867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=2519264953902884867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/2519264953902884867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/2519264953902884867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/01/mhhh-i-guess-chinese-new-year-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-7000671410431940238</id><published>2009-01-24T16:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T16:51:47.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Its a sleepy day,&lt;br /&gt;kinda feel like im not fully awake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway i heard this from a song,&lt;br /&gt;and i think its beauuuu tiful.&lt;br /&gt;"... for you, that place is here..."&lt;br /&gt;it kinda got stuck in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other then that,&lt;br /&gt;chinese new year is here...&lt;br /&gt;mmmh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've got so many things i want,&lt;br /&gt;want,&lt;br /&gt;not need&lt;br /&gt;not like i can afford most of it anyway... dang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ITS A RICH MAN'S WORLD...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-7000671410431940238?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7000671410431940238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=7000671410431940238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/7000671410431940238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/7000671410431940238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-sleepy-day-kinda-feel-like-im-not.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-458811818960881199</id><published>2009-01-19T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T23:57:10.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;You &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;shouldn't&lt;/span&gt; have replied&lt;br /&gt;It was fine till then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-458811818960881199?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/458811818960881199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=458811818960881199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/458811818960881199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/458811818960881199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-shouldnt-have-replied-it-was-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-7848709891709116779</id><published>2009-01-17T15:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T15:03:39.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I woke up at 2,&lt;br /&gt;its 3 now...&lt;br /&gt;Im too lazy to leave the house, so imma not going out anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Im just gonna upload pictures,&lt;br /&gt;read a little,&lt;br /&gt;and watch lots of drama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-7848709891709116779?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7848709891709116779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=7848709891709116779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/7848709891709116779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/7848709891709116779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-woke-up-at-2-its-3-now.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-4998803300475589856</id><published>2009-01-17T01:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T01:34:02.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Prom's over,&lt;br /&gt;it was okay,&lt;br /&gt;like okay?&lt;br /&gt;mmmmh... yeah i guess it was okay. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;It didnt feel like a big deal even with the knowledge that that might have been the last time i might see most of everyone there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a pity though,&lt;br /&gt;(disadvantage of not being popular...mmmh)&lt;br /&gt;i did want to take pictures with some people i dont actually know,&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt dare ask,&lt;br /&gt;like crack,&lt;br /&gt;i might never see them again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think imma going out tmr,&lt;br /&gt;just so i get the feel of flats again.&lt;br /&gt;No, im kidding, imma going out cos i wanna.&lt;br /&gt;HEELS kill. I cant believe how much they hurt your feet.&lt;br /&gt;Like pure torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might post some pics of tonight soon.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I dont think i was born to be wild.&lt;br /&gt;I believe not. whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-4998803300475589856?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4998803300475589856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=4998803300475589856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/4998803300475589856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/4998803300475589856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/01/proms-over-it-was-okay-like-okay-mmmmh.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-6811035028865148878</id><published>2009-01-14T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T21:56:41.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Imma waiting for the drama to load,&lt;br /&gt;so meanwhile... let me talk about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home from watching PONYO~ PONYO~ PONYO~ blah blah blah, with my church budds.&lt;br /&gt;It was, weird. And unrealistic, and weird.... mmmm... i didnt really like it. but i guess the others(girls only) did... cos it was "so cute". I guess it was cute at times, but it was always just weird... I was on the dudes side for this movie. J- fell asleep and drooled during the movie... Dinner dinner, J and S wanted to try shooting bubble tea pearl's with their noses.. gross but funny. J- believed a pearl really went up his nose... after sucking pearls up with their noses, S- still used the straw with his mouth to suck pearls.... EWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom prom is this friday, i have a feeling its gonna be boring... mmmm but i guess it'll be nice to see everyone looking cool... heh, then there'll be loads of picture taking.. and, what else?&lt;br /&gt;i dont believe anyone will really be dancing there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stupid results, mmm although actually i dont think i did bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Its just math, math, stupid math.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If it wasnt for YOU! i would get into a business course...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whatever you... now i have to go to a weird course in poly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But ngee ann, just let me in, PLEASE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i really wanna go there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but lets just see where God's gonna bring me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mmmmmhhhh. Chao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-6811035028865148878?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6811035028865148878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=6811035028865148878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/6811035028865148878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/6811035028865148878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/01/imma-waiting-for-drama-to-load-so.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-8547178277100632883</id><published>2009-01-09T22:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T22:53:35.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SWdjbIlp_2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/7e8I2sya-Bc/s1600-h/normal_acteurjul076.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-8144546315088118236</id><published>2009-01-09T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T22:20:23.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Results results results&lt;br /&gt;they're gonna make or break me.&lt;br /&gt;Monday monday monday...&lt;br /&gt;thats when i'll find out.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if im become suicidal... hah&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.... heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know a place that we can go to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a place where no one knows you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they wont know who we are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know a place that we can run to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and do those things we want to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they wont know who we are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-8144546315088118236?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/8144546315088118236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=8144546315088118236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/8144546315088118236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/8144546315088118236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2009/01/results-results-results-theyre-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-1761115878852690236</id><published>2008-12-18T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T00:17:13.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why why why why why&lt;br /&gt;why is it that people always dont reply messages...&lt;br /&gt;excluding the possibility that that person might not like me...&lt;br /&gt;other then that,&lt;br /&gt;is it that hard to just reply a message or say you're not free or something to end it...&lt;br /&gt;better than leaving it hanging.&lt;br /&gt;gosh it drives me crazy wondering if people receive it or it got lost or some crap when i reply them and they decide to just not reply my reply.&lt;br /&gt;especially when there's a obvious question there... like hello?&lt;br /&gt;whats up with that... huh huh huh&lt;br /&gt;i mean whatever,&lt;br /&gt;dont reply if there's nothing to reply, but there's a question..&lt;br /&gt;and they started it...  okay maybe sometimes i start..&lt;br /&gt;but you asked a question so i asked one back...&lt;br /&gt;what so wrong about that...&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. dont message&lt;br /&gt;i hate messaging...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-1761115878852690236?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-5172155160341750429</id><published>2008-12-13T17:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T17:43:42.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Im not hungry, but i just love eating.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah, just felt like saying that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still in Singapore, no more trip cos it got cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i guess im over that.&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems pretty fine, i feel like i am moving on,&lt;br /&gt;but i cant confirm if i really am,&lt;br /&gt;i still think about them most of the time, and im pretty sure its not the same on their side..&lt;br /&gt;Heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been nice catching up with old friends,&lt;br /&gt;thank God for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results seem to be coming out really close to prom day,&lt;br /&gt;maybe even on prom day itself...&lt;br /&gt;Lets see how it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then im gonna put some pictures in friendster now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-5172155160341750429?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5172155160341750429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=5172155160341750429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/5172155160341750429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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world spin round&lt;br /&gt;While my dreams fall down&lt;br /&gt;Is anybody out there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is breaking me down&lt;br /&gt;No more friends around...&lt;br /&gt;And my dreams fall down...&lt;br /&gt;Is anybody out there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anybody out there hear me?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can't seem to hear myself&lt;br /&gt;Can anybody out there see me?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can't seem to see myself...&lt;br /&gt;There's gotta be a heaven somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Can you save me from this hell?&lt;br /&gt;Can anybody out there feel me?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can't seem to feel myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin Timberlake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-8025604934139754526?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-6959629427578751475</id><published>2008-11-30T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T22:13:38.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'll be leaving in 12 days,&lt;br /&gt;and im never coming back.&lt;br /&gt;I wish...&lt;br /&gt;If it were to a beautiful place where all my troubles would disappear and only happy things take place then i would never wanna come back here...&lt;br /&gt;(Not exactly heaven though, im not ready to go...&lt;br /&gt;But then again, not for me to say... God will take me when He wants...)&lt;br /&gt;But no...&lt;br /&gt;Im going to a place where i dont know if i'll survive...&lt;br /&gt;Heh, not that serious, but its for a good purpose,&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I cant say exactly what im hoping to achieve...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that the decorations in Orchard are pretty,&lt;br /&gt;really pretty...&lt;br /&gt;really really pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll pack my bags, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;then take away till i find myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-6959629427578751475?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6959629427578751475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=6959629427578751475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/6959629427578751475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/6959629427578751475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/11/ill-be-leaving-in-12-days-and-im-never.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-9027962025158605549</id><published>2008-11-28T14:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T14:17:39.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hols suck...&lt;br /&gt;I feel so cracked up&lt;br /&gt;which makes it so miserable.&lt;br /&gt;More than that, because i've nothing better to do,&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking alot,&lt;br /&gt;and when i think alot,&lt;br /&gt;thats when i think too much&lt;br /&gt;and that makes me even more miserable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a lousy holiday,&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could just move on from here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this time,&lt;br /&gt;I've just been imagining how much fun you 2 must be having.&lt;br /&gt;Im ashamed,&lt;br /&gt;I cant seem to let go...&lt;br /&gt;such a lousy feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in other words,&lt;br /&gt;this holiday seems to me like its meant for me to do some soul searching while everyone's having the time of their lives after o's... and after a crappy 2 years, i wish it didnt come to this.&lt;br /&gt;But oh well,&lt;br /&gt;Life's never fair isnt it...&lt;br /&gt;It isnt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-9027962025158605549?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/9027962025158605549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=9027962025158605549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/9027962025158605549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/9027962025158605549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/11/hols-suck.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-6868530001507292580</id><published>2008-11-20T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T22:29:55.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I miss Fairfield&lt;br /&gt;Im missing that bright yellow and blue pretty school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought i hated that place,&lt;br /&gt;what awful memories it gave me...&lt;br /&gt;of cause there must be beautiful ones too&lt;br /&gt;if not i wouldnt be missin' that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hols has started for some time,&lt;br /&gt;some days are boring&lt;br /&gt;some are nice&lt;br /&gt;some are funny&lt;br /&gt;some are reaally boring...&lt;br /&gt;Heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i do miss Fairfield,&lt;br /&gt;whenever i pass dover (which always happens to be when im the in train)&lt;br /&gt;i would think about that pretty school&lt;br /&gt;but i cant see it... which is sad... danggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-6868530001507292580?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-5665876110094052916</id><published>2008-11-04T11:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T11:53:51.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To my ex good friend and bestie</title><content type='html'>While I'm wide awake she's no trouble sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Cos when a heart breaks no it don't break even&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I suppose to do when the best part of me was always you&lt;br /&gt;what am I suppose to say when i'm all choked up and you're OK&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say bad things happen for a reason&lt;br /&gt;But no wise words gonna stop me bleeding&lt;br /&gt;Cos she moved on while I'm still grieving&lt;br /&gt;And when a heart breaks no it dont break even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are parts of a song which im writing out to my ex best friend and my good friend... maybe it was self-proclaimed. But i just feel good thinking it was true...It was actually how i felt when everything came falling apart.. But its been quite some time now and i wont have to see them anymore soon i think, but if i do i'll just pretend like the other day. Like i never knew them anyway, it takes away all the hurt :) goodbye im not keeping you anymore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-5665876110094052916?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5665876110094052916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=5665876110094052916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/5665876110094052916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/5665876110094052916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/11/to-my-ex-good-friend-and-bestie.html' title='To my ex good friend and bestie'/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-1988651136921332584</id><published>2008-10-30T14:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T15:58:23.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30th October</title><content type='html'>I know i wanna cry,&lt;br /&gt;But im holding it in the best that i can.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want unfamiliar people to see this side of me.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want them wondering what stupid reason might have got me crying.&lt;br /&gt;Im not gonna make them start thinking...&lt;br /&gt;So i hold on and keep looking strong.&lt;br /&gt;The way everyone does...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more papers to go,&lt;br /&gt;12 days till o's end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-1988651136921332584?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1988651136921332584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=1988651136921332584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/1988651136921332584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/1988651136921332584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/10/30th-october.html' title='30th October'/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-8895550669051734041</id><published>2008-10-26T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T15:41:55.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Going back to the corner where I first saw you,&lt;br /&gt;Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move,&lt;br /&gt;Got some words on cardboard got your picture in my hand,&lt;br /&gt;Saying if you see this girl can you tell her where I am,&lt;br /&gt;Some try to hand me money they don't understand,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not...broke I'm just a broken hearted man,&lt;br /&gt;I know it makes no sense, but what else can I do,&lt;br /&gt;How can I move on when I'm still in love with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me,&lt;br /&gt;And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet,&lt;br /&gt;And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not moving...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Policeman says son you can't stay here,&lt;br /&gt;I said there's someone I'm waiting for if it's a day, a month, a year,&lt;br /&gt;Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows,&lt;br /&gt;If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me,&lt;br /&gt;And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet,&lt;br /&gt;And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not moving...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People talk about the guy&lt;br /&gt;Who's waiting on a girl...&lt;br /&gt;Oohoohwoo&lt;br /&gt;There are no holes in his shoes&lt;br /&gt;But a big hole in his world...&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maybe I'll get famous as man who can't be moved,&lt;br /&gt;And maybe you won't mean to but you'll see me on the news,&lt;br /&gt;And you'll come running to the corner...&lt;br /&gt;Cos you'll know it's just for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the man who can't be moved&lt;br /&gt;I'm the man who can't be moved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me,&lt;br /&gt;And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet,&lt;br /&gt;And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not moving...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to the corner where I first saw you,&lt;br /&gt;Gonna camp in my sleeping bag not I'm not gonna move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 days to go till O's end...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-8895550669051734041?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/8895550669051734041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=8895550669051734041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/8895550669051734041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/8895550669051734041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/10/going-back-to-corner-where-i-first-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-7368610594267930288</id><published>2008-10-05T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T16:48:33.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Look at this photograph&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I do it makes me laugh&lt;br /&gt;How did our eyes get so red&lt;br /&gt;And what the hell is on Joey's head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is where I grew up&lt;br /&gt;I think the present owner fixed it up&lt;br /&gt;I never knew we'd ever went without&lt;br /&gt;The second floor is hard for sneaking out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is where I went to school&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time had better things to do&lt;br /&gt;Criminal record says I broke in twice&lt;br /&gt;I must have done it half a dozen times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it's too late&lt;br /&gt;Should i go back and try to graduate&lt;br /&gt;Life's better now then it was back then&lt;br /&gt;If I was them I wouldn't let me in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh, god, I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every memory of looking out the back door&lt;br /&gt;I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say it&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Every memory of walking out the front door&lt;br /&gt;I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say it&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the old arcade&lt;br /&gt;Blew every dollar that we ever made&lt;br /&gt;The cops hated us hangin' out&lt;br /&gt;They say somebody went and burned it down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to listen to the radio&lt;br /&gt;And sing along with every song we know&lt;br /&gt;We said someday we'd find out how it feels&lt;br /&gt;To sing to more than just the steering wheel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim's the first girl I kissed&lt;br /&gt;I was so nervous that I nearly missed&lt;br /&gt;She's had a couple of kids since then&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen her since god knows when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh, god, I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every memory of looking out the back door&lt;br /&gt;I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say it&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Every memory of walking out the front door&lt;br /&gt;I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say it&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss that town&lt;br /&gt;I miss the faces&lt;br /&gt;You can't erase&lt;br /&gt;You can't replace it&lt;br /&gt;I miss it now&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it&lt;br /&gt;So hard to stay&lt;br /&gt;Too hard to leave it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could I relive those days&lt;br /&gt;I know the one thing that would never change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every memory of looking out the back door&lt;br /&gt;I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say it&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Every memory of walking out the front door&lt;br /&gt;I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say it&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this photograph&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I do it makes me laugh&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I do it makes me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-7368610594267930288?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7368610594267930288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=7368610594267930288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/7368610594267930288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/7368610594267930288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/10/look-at-this-photograph-everytime-i-do.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-9193546862385144557</id><published>2008-09-28T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T16:05:13.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you would understand,&lt;br /&gt;what I mean when I say im lost.&lt;br /&gt;While people around all think its not much of a deal,&lt;br /&gt;its not enough to bring me down,&lt;br /&gt;I know they're wrong...&lt;br /&gt;But does anyone know that,&lt;br /&gt;enough to know i need some help...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know i'll run far away,&lt;br /&gt;I need to take a holiday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-9193546862385144557?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/9193546862385144557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=9193546862385144557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/9193546862385144557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/9193546862385144557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/09/if-you-would-understand-what-i-mean.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-4082654295754633993</id><published>2008-09-27T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T15:33:06.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Is this really my idea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; I had no clue, that all of this was really happening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; My thoughts remain lying on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; It’s not my fault I’m such an awful mess and more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-4082654295754633993?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4082654295754633993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=4082654295754633993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/4082654295754633993'/><link 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sec4's, this tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what  it'll be like, its amazing how time flies by without you realizing it...&lt;br /&gt;O levels its coming, and im not gonna run away anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I'll do what i have to, to get into ngee ann!&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna miss the school so much, the comfort it brings when you're familiar&lt;br /&gt;with you surroundings. I've taken bus from that bus stop for almost 10 years! lol&lt;br /&gt;CRAZZY memories from primary and secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;Im afraid, yet i cant wait to start a new journey ;D&lt;br /&gt;I think during thanks giving service, we'll all see our 4 years of school&lt;br /&gt;flash infront of our eyes.&lt;br /&gt;and after a little while more, we wont be students of the school any longer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-5957849759026741996?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5957849759026741996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=5957849759026741996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/5957849759026741996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/5957849759026741996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-about-everything-weve-been-through.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-799132604945813400</id><published>2008-09-06T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:06:02.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;WHATS UP WITH YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you HAVE to make life so difficult for me,&lt;br /&gt;whats up with everything you do, you alwaaaaaaaays have an excuse.&lt;br /&gt;And its total BULL.  I try sooooooo hard to adapt with your easy-confusing personality,&lt;br /&gt;but its not working, and you're not making it any easier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do what you want, you dont give a damn about others, cos everyone's caring bout you.&lt;br /&gt;And you're used to it aint you? Being the queen, i can tell, cos you never ever try. You just let the other try, and you just sit there and look. WHY? i dont get you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wonder if you're just blur or if you just dont give a damn. You dont try, you dont. Its driving me crazy. Im doing everything to keep this friendship going, but you, you just dont give a damn... you never did. Did you? i wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was a wrong move to come here, to go there. To end up there, but i really thought you would be a new start for me. But everything that you say to me, its so shallow. Like you're not even trying to understand anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i WISH i could just walk away,&lt;br /&gt;i cant...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-799132604945813400?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/799132604945813400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=799132604945813400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/799132604945813400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/799132604945813400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/09/whats-up-with-you-do-you-have-to-make.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-6664953401245540196</id><published>2008-08-31T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T20:24:50.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Such nostalgia fills me so frequently.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me,&lt;br /&gt;Whats the point of beautiful memories when all they give you is pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year is ending,&lt;br /&gt;its ending.&lt;br /&gt;Its ending so quick,&lt;br /&gt;yet its taking forever to get done with.&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for all of it to end,&lt;br /&gt;yet a part of me wants to keep it all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-6664953401245540196?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6664953401245540196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=6664953401245540196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/6664953401245540196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/6664953401245540196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/08/such-nostalgia-fills-me-so-frequently.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-4372211927544649732</id><published>2008-08-24T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T20:33:51.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My daddy just had a minor car accident with a stupid cab.&lt;br /&gt;Which that dude was totally in the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily no one got hurt.&lt;br /&gt;There's just a bloody long dent on our door,&lt;br /&gt;and that other dude got his front bumper kinda hit off from scraping my daddy's vehicle..&lt;br /&gt;so whatever. it wasnt that big a deal. cos my daddy was nice...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-4372211927544649732?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4372211927544649732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=4372211927544649732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/4372211927544649732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/4372211927544649732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-daddy-just-had-minor-car-accident.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-7292408890129293841</id><published>2008-08-21T20:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:32:38.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;I try to find the good in life, but good things in life are hard to find…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What the crap is wrong with me I wonder? Never anything seems to go right, and it keeps me wondering when this bull ends. I wish I could just say everything I wanna say. I wish I could tell you, but you wont give a damn, you never do. I wonder what I mean to you, I treat you as my closest friend from school. But what the hell are you getting at? You confuse me with your ways, and the only replies you ever give me is no lah and huh I donno. It pains me that you don’t even know me. But I know you, your face is an open book, and I can tell your expressions. Why cant you just say what freakin problem you’re having with me. I know… you’ve said before. You said it wasn’t me, just you having a bad day. But that’s bull, you have a bad day only when you see me? Is that is? You never seem to reply my messages just after I reply yours. And you always say you don’t know what to reply or you say you’d sent don’t know why I didn’t receive… its in your drafts! Whats up with that? Only my replies are there, why doesn’t it happen to all the other people you message? It just confuses me… you’re close to someone, then you’re close to someone else. There’s no point fighting back since you’re the queen. You make the moves. And its hard for me to take this. I know you’ll hate me for saying all these. But you gotta know, this is how I really feel. I expected too much from this friendship, I even planed to go on holiday with you. But I don’t even know you, neither do you give a damn whats up with me. So that, I just made myself fall off a cliff. Like I always do when I get friends, they never seem to work out. BULLSHITTTTTTT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-7292408890129293841?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7292408890129293841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=7292408890129293841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/7292408890129293841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/7292408890129293841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-try-to-find-good-in-life-but-good.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-6584087750905015192</id><published>2008-08-18T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T16:38:46.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;Nothin's gonna stop me&lt;br /&gt;Eh yo this game of life is one big struggle&lt;br /&gt;We gotta hustle just to make it everyday&lt;br /&gt;and to find ourselves a way&lt;br /&gt;to fight the fears we facin'&lt;br /&gt;and grab those dreams we chasin'&lt;br /&gt;cuz there ain't no competition&lt;br /&gt;when we rise to the occasion, c'mon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-6584087750905015192?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6584087750905015192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=6584087750905015192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/6584087750905015192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/6584087750905015192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/08/nothins-gonna-stop-me-eh-yo-this-game.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-2820575332175862780</id><published>2008-08-13T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T20:33:36.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I don't know what I want, so don't ask me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm still trying to figure it out&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what's down this road, I'm just walking&lt;br /&gt;Trying to see through the rain coming down&lt;br /&gt;Even though I'm not the only one&lt;br /&gt;Who feels the way I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm alone, on my own, and that's all I know&lt;br /&gt;I'll be strong, I'll be wrong, oh but life goes on&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a girl, trying to find a place in&lt;br /&gt;This world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-2820575332175862780?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2820575332175862780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=2820575332175862780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/2820575332175862780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/2820575332175862780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-dont-know-what-i-want-so-dont-ask-me.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-2815468080904926343</id><published>2008-08-12T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T20:50:53.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;Life's a bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I feel like giving up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Studying, its just not my forte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I dislike sitting here wondering what'll happen if i cant get past all this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I wish i could take-away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;To a place where studying just dont mean a thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;To a place where i'll be happy cos' i'll be doing what i wanna do, whats right for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;All this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Its too heavy, too heavy for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Im wondering how far i'll go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I close my eyes, all i see is a blank black page.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;All these things im learning, why'd i need them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Why do they burden me so much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;They dont to others...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Im not cut out for this bull.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Cos' im going bonkers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;But i NEED to to this, i GOTTA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;O levels is on its way, Prelims start this friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I NEED to do better than this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I've gotta, Right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-2815468080904926343?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2815468080904926343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=2815468080904926343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/2815468080904926343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/2815468080904926343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/08/lifes-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-5568833871273479914</id><published>2008-08-10T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T22:21:39.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel dead tired right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from my parent's bible study group national day fellowship dinner.&lt;br /&gt;And im tired.&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna bathe then sleep right after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that,&lt;br /&gt;Today was my first mission trip training session.&lt;br /&gt;I feel unprepared.&lt;br /&gt;OH the preparation thats involved scares me...&lt;br /&gt;but im gonna do it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother's done with the toilet. its my turn now.&lt;br /&gt;Tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-5568833871273479914?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5568833871273479914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=5568833871273479914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/5568833871273479914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/5568833871273479914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-feel-dead-tired-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-5111943979527808879</id><published>2008-08-08T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T21:47:56.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>F**K IT.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HELLS GOING ON ?&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could DISAPPEAR NOW.&lt;br /&gt;whats happening to me ?&lt;br /&gt;why'd i ever fall so low.&lt;br /&gt;i want this to just finish, get over and done with!&lt;br /&gt;My life's just a TOTAL mess,&lt;br /&gt;A junkyard......................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll pretend i cant feel a thing and just walk on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-5111943979527808879?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5111943979527808879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=5111943979527808879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/5111943979527808879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/5111943979527808879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/08/fk-it.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-2375516280589891395</id><published>2008-08-08T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T22:04:40.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whats the point in making friends,&lt;br /&gt;when all that comes is just an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know you, do you get it ?&lt;br /&gt;I thought I did, maybe I know you a little I thought.&lt;br /&gt;But bloody hell,&lt;br /&gt;I dont know a shit about you.&lt;br /&gt;Everything I thought I knew alone,&lt;br /&gt;so many others knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dislike that I had high hopes for this friendship.&lt;br /&gt;I knew so well I shouldnt have&lt;br /&gt;after all the screwed up friendships I've had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this.&lt;br /&gt;I hate that Im upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Im gonna walk away,&lt;br /&gt;and Im sorry for all the trouble I've caused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't care then I dont care.&lt;br /&gt;we're not going anywhere...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-2375516280589891395?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2375516280589891395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=2375516280589891395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Its hard to understand how Im feeling,&lt;br /&gt;Im confused, im angry, im relieved ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know, neither do I wanna know.&lt;br /&gt;I guess after all the questions,&lt;br /&gt;I've finally received an/one answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont like it,&lt;br /&gt;But its more real than anything I've been facing.&lt;br /&gt;I feel the warmth from my inside&lt;br /&gt;Drip down from my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know&lt;br /&gt;Where i'll go from here,&lt;br /&gt;it hurts, im hurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories. We have lots ?&lt;br /&gt;I cant recall any,&lt;br /&gt;I dont know where you got yours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;A weight is lifted on this evening,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Cos' Its better that I see things through your eyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-5698312528681587848?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5698312528681587848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=5698312528681587848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/5698312528681587848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/5698312528681587848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/08/cos-we-both-know-well-go-on-from-here.html' title='Cos&apos; we both know we&apos;ll go on from here...'/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-1646687801047226266</id><published>2008-08-04T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T19:04:30.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;COOLIO !&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Yesterday while watching TV, I found out something that blew my mind.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Someone I admire &lt;b style=""&gt;deeply&lt;/b&gt; will be performing on national day parade :D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GO&lt;/span&gt; NATHAN! Hahah I cant believe I’ll get to see him perform on national day. How AWESOME is that? weeeeeell that’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt; AWESOME! Heh.. I wish there’d be more stuff where he’d perform, I’ll totally be there… but he’s studying too… so maybe after his A’s he will. And if he does, I swear! I’ll be there! Hahah. Go Nathan! I hope he does well during the parade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt; ahahhhh . I sound dumb... but I cant help it!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Other than that,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;O levels is getting nearer each day through. I wonder how Im gonna get pass it all.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In ranking, this is how it goes for worry scale. MATH HUMANS LIT CHINESE SCIENCE ENGLISH ART I suck at all, but I hope it wouldn’t be too bad.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Its getting kinda boring. It is. I wonder when something might happen again, something good in specific.  BOOHOO...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-1646687801047226266?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1646687801047226266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=1646687801047226266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/1646687801047226266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/1646687801047226266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/08/coolio-yesterday-while-watching-tv-i.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-927665338022695302</id><published>2008-07-31T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T18:07:16.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Here's an update on my life. Im finding it hard to trust anyone nowdays, i wish i could keep things all to myself. I think i've been let down too many times. I dont wanna let myself think its getting any better, cos' right then everything sinks back down again. I dislike the feeling of hope, it makes me dream more than i should. I wish there was someone i trust so much, then i wouldnt have ever reached this. I dislike making friends, cos i dont know what will come ahead. I dislike the feeling of disappointment, cos' it makes me regret. I decided to make this friend, but i cant handle that friendship. I wanna make this friend, but im afraid it'll just be another pit hole...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-927665338022695302?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/927665338022695302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=927665338022695302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/927665338022695302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/927665338022695302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/07/heres-update-on-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-6507911413008350579</id><published>2008-07-31T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T17:59:40.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's a poem which i know alot of people will blog, we studied it in literature class today.&lt;br /&gt;Its titled I am a rock. Its lovely, and its sad, but i like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;A winter's day,&lt;br /&gt;in a deep and dark December&lt;br /&gt;I am alone.&lt;br /&gt;Gazing from my window to the streets below&lt;br /&gt;On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow;&lt;br /&gt;I am a rock, I am an island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've built walls,&lt;br /&gt;A fortress deep and mighty,&lt;br /&gt;That none may penetrate.&lt;br /&gt;I have no need of friendship,&lt;br /&gt;friendship causes pain.&lt;br /&gt;It's laughter and loving I disdain,&lt;br /&gt;I am a rock, I am an island&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Don't talk of love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;well I've heard the word before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;It's sleeping in my memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I won't disturb the slumber of the feelings that have died,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;If I never loved I never would have cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I am a rock, I am an island&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my books,&lt;br /&gt;and my poetry to protect me&lt;br /&gt;I am shielded in my armour&lt;br /&gt;Hiding in my room, safe within my womb,&lt;br /&gt;I touch no one and no one touches me.&lt;br /&gt;I am a rock, I am an island&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a rock feels no pain,&lt;br /&gt;and an island never cries.&lt;/pre&gt;Thats my favourite stanza, the one in blue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-6507911413008350579?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6507911413008350579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=6507911413008350579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/6507911413008350579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/6507911413008350579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/07/heres-poem-which-i-know-alot-of-people.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-1205301773699891939</id><published>2008-07-29T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T16:41:55.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I am afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was just another messed up day.&lt;br /&gt;I find it so strange that everything's going back the way it used to be.&lt;br /&gt;Im feeling all out of place and wondering again.&lt;br /&gt;There was so many things i wish i could say,&lt;br /&gt;then i wouldnt be feeling like im in this alone.&lt;br /&gt;I wished inside,&lt;br /&gt;that there'll be someone who'll appear and know exacltly whats wrong,&lt;br /&gt;or at least cares enough to stay with me through.&lt;br /&gt;But its only my wish...&lt;br /&gt;I wanna let it out, and tell someone,&lt;br /&gt;but whatever... like anyone wants to hear someone&lt;br /&gt;else's misery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And im praying each day that God will make things better,&lt;br /&gt;or that He'll make me a stronger person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-1205301773699891939?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1205301773699891939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=1205301773699891939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/1205301773699891939'/><link 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explain myself at all.&lt;br /&gt;And all the wants&lt;br /&gt;And all the needs&lt;br /&gt;All I don't want to need at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walls start breathing&lt;br /&gt;My mind's unweaving&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's best you leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;A weight is lifted&lt;br /&gt;On this evening&lt;br /&gt;I give the final blow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When darkness turns to light,&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A falling star&lt;br /&gt;Least I fall alone.&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain what you can't explain.&lt;br /&gt;Your finding things that you didn't know&lt;br /&gt;I look at you with such disdain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walls start breathing&lt;br /&gt;My mind's unweaving&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's best you leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;A weight is lifted&lt;br /&gt;On this evening&lt;br /&gt;I give the final blow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;When darkness turns to light&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight,&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Just a little insight&lt;br /&gt;Won't make this right&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to fight&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight,&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm on my own side&lt;br /&gt;It's better than being on your side&lt;br /&gt;It's my fault when your blind&lt;br /&gt;It's better than I see it through your eyes&lt;br /&gt;All these thoughts locked inside&lt;br /&gt;Now you're the first to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When darkness turns to light,&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight,&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Just a little insight won't make this right,&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to fight,&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight,&lt;br /&gt;It ends when darkness turns to light&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight, just a little insight&lt;br /&gt;Won't make this right, it's too late to fight&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight,&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Insight,&lt;br /&gt;When darkness turns to light it ends 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=70ba83197b4c1807&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7332183350126541693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=7332183350126541693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/7332183350126541693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/7332183350126541693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/07/it-ends-tonight-all-american-rejects.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-7681828086581458414</id><published>2008-07-28T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T19:34:45.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Whispers only the heart can hear.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;God, take me, take me. Make It all better, cos’ no one knows how broken I am besides you… Sometimes I feel so messed up in school I just wanna run away. I wanna plug in my earphones and not listen to a thing on the outside. I cant stand so many things, I cant stand it when I get frustrated or mad over stupid things. I hate getting upset and being angry at people. I hate feeling jealous… it sucks so badly… I just need and wanna feel happy and peaceful again. I hate this year so much. Please just fix everything, just fix this bloody year…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: aqua;"&gt;When I look back after all this ends, will I miss it, or will I never regret? Will I cry because im happy its finally over, or will I cry cos’ I’ll miss it so bad?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Take me away, a secret place, a sweet escape…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-7681828086581458414?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7681828086581458414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=7681828086581458414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/7681828086581458414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/7681828086581458414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/07/whispers-only-heart-can-hear.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-1204765030031847384</id><published>2008-07-25T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T21:44:10.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I fell so deep again,&lt;br /&gt;Today I felt so lost again.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what i want again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant see whats ahead, its bleak, it is.&lt;br /&gt;Today I had so many questions to ask,&lt;br /&gt;I really needed some answers.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted a reply so bad...&lt;br /&gt;But now im just packing up...&lt;br /&gt;Cos' now im keeping all those questions and&lt;br /&gt;putting them into my "Questions without answers Box".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-1204765030031847384?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1204765030031847384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=1204765030031847384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/1204765030031847384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/1204765030031847384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-i-fell-so-deep-again-today-i-felt.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-4523882843371963407</id><published>2008-07-24T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T21:08:33.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I recognise the face i hide in,&lt;br /&gt;but i know it doesnt tell the truth.&lt;br /&gt;I look myself in the mirror,&lt;br /&gt;and i see someone so familiar.&lt;br /&gt;But i wonder what the others see ?&lt;br /&gt;Its like i thought i knew it all,&lt;br /&gt;I really thought that was just it.&lt;br /&gt;Till i realised i didnt know a thing,&lt;br /&gt;Actually,&lt;br /&gt;I dont know a thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-4523882843371963407?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4523882843371963407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=4523882843371963407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/4523882843371963407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/4523882843371963407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-recognise-face-i-hide-in-but-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-3183726058431520263</id><published>2008-07-23T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T22:01:09.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Okay well, here’s that something I wanted to post yesterday which I wrote 2 days ago.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how to keep this going&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear them argue, its because of me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just want me to do well,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t know how.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know, I just can’t handle this&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone’s telling me how little time I’ve got left.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I just gotta try a little harder.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know, I feel so weak inside.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears are filling my eyes,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t wanna care.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want it all to end&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying, it’s starting to become such a fear for me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know where I can run,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how much more I can take.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But im guilty, I know I am.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here’s something I wrote today&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Cos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;’ you told me that you’d never look back.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said you’d never regret.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You told me I’ll move on too,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said it wouldn’t hurt.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said, you did, but it isn’t true.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me now, can just go back?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-3183726058431520263?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3183726058431520263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=3183726058431520263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/3183726058431520263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/3183726058431520263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/07/okay-well-heres-that-something-i-wanted.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-5135895651775388998</id><published>2008-07-22T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T21:33:51.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I really wanted to post something I wrote yesterday, today. But I kinda left the paper I wrote on in a book which I left in my locker. So yeah I guess I’ll just have to post it tmr. Right… so right now, here’s the song I wanted to post along with it first. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;PAPER WALLS&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Let's burn a hole, so we can climb out.&lt;br /&gt;Of these paper walls, and this empty house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;We're the only thing that's real.&lt;br /&gt;These visions we have of ten years ago,&lt;br /&gt;Of stars in the sky and us down below.&lt;br /&gt;In streets and east coast lines,&lt;br /&gt;We kept this scene alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Here I am, still hold on to this,&lt;br /&gt;Dream we had, won't let go of it,&lt;br /&gt;Hear me now, you will never be alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Don't listen too close, they're words are like guns.&lt;br /&gt;With bullets that fly and kill what you've won.&lt;br /&gt;Some love to hate, and some tell you lies.&lt;br /&gt;So lets make a toast, and kiss them goodbye..&lt;br /&gt;We'll kiss them all goodbye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Here I am, still hold on to this,&lt;br /&gt;Dream we had, won't let go of it,&lt;br /&gt;Hear me now, you will never be alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Here I stand, won't turn back again.&lt;br /&gt;Won't leave you, know how hard it's been&lt;br /&gt;Hear me now, you will never be alone..&lt;br /&gt;Let's take what hurts, and write it all down.&lt;br /&gt;On these paper walls, and this empty house.&lt;br /&gt;And when our ink runs out, we'll burn it to the ground..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Here I am, still hold on to this&lt;br /&gt;Dream we had, won't let go of it,&lt;br /&gt;Hear me now, you will never be alone..&lt;br /&gt;Here I stand, won't turn back again.&lt;br /&gt;Won't leave you, know how hard it's been&lt;br /&gt;Hear me now, you will never be alone..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-5135895651775388998?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5135895651775388998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=5135895651775388998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/5135895651775388998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/5135895651775388998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-really-wanted-to-post-something-i.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-6227725295431057380</id><published>2008-07-16T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T17:10:47.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:16;"  &gt;Sincerely Michelle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:16;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Would you understand by just the expression on my face.&lt;br /&gt;Would you care a little more if you could tell it all.&lt;br /&gt;I have this feeling its not getting through to you,&lt;br /&gt;Cos’ its not getting better, can you tell im all broken ?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;I have this note in my pocket, no one’s read it, i don’t know&lt;br /&gt;what to do. It holds all my questions, without the answers.&lt;br /&gt;But there’s no one to tell me, to leave me the truth.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;In my head only one thing’s clear, its how im so empty and how much im lost.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;So would you understand by just the expression on my face,&lt;br /&gt;Would you care a little more, if you could see me through.&lt;br /&gt;I have this feeling its not getting through, cos’ its not getting&lt;br /&gt;Better, can you tell im broken inside.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:12;" &gt;I don’t understand, i look at you and all i see you doing is moving on. I try to look at you and feel happy, but im not. And its sad cos’ i wonder if things you said were ever true. That you’d miss me if i left. Well cos’ it looks like you’ve never regretted losing a friend. ( so i wonder if i ever meant a thing to you.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:16;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-6227725295431057380?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6227725295431057380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=6227725295431057380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/6227725295431057380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/6227725295431057380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/07/sincerely-michelle-would-you-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-5606783891342159672</id><published>2008-07-12T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T20:55:25.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;CRACK!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I just saw some awfully diiiiiisgusting picture’s of this poisonous spider that stung this dude’s thumb and that dude’s thumb is like OH SHIT MAN… it didn’t even look like a thumb man… HELL SICK. Don’t know if its real, but if it is… OH DEAR, cos I’ll fear for my life, especially when it said its in SINGAPOREEEEEEEEE safe o’l &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Singapore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. But I truly hope it isn’t true, cos that spider was appalling… … &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Today was just another arty art day. Had to wake up early, considering it is a Saturday. Thus, now im getting tired… Lol oh whatever… next week’s gonna be worse, gotta stay till 5 or 6! Believe it, from early in the morning to that!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;And I’ve nothing much to say, but a beautiful song just started playing. So im just listening instead of trying to think if there’s anything else I wanna say. And I guess that’s all for now.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-5606783891342159672?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5606783891342159672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=5606783891342159672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/5606783891342159672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/5606783891342159672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/07/crack-i-just-saw-some-awfully.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-5915158095701209622</id><published>2008-07-11T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T22:18:20.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Music’s my escape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;As i plug on my earphones and close my eyes… it helps the slow and soft songs im hearing. The kind that doesn’t make me think of anything else but the lyrics it’s playing. The kind that’ll remind me how everything’s gonna get better, how everything’s gonna get better in time. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;HERE WITH ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;It's been a long, long time since I looked into the mirror&lt;br /&gt;I guess that I was blind&lt;br /&gt;Now my reflection's getting clearer&lt;br /&gt;Now that you're gone things will never be the same again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's not a minute that goes by every hour of every day&lt;br /&gt;You're such a part of me&lt;br /&gt;But I just pulled away&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm not the same girl&lt;br /&gt;you used to know&lt;br /&gt;I wish I said the words I never showed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you had to go away&lt;br /&gt;I died just a little, and I feel it now&lt;br /&gt;You're the one I need&lt;br /&gt;I believe that I would cry just a little&lt;br /&gt;Just to have you back now&lt;br /&gt;Here with me&lt;br /&gt;Here with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that silence is loud when all you hear is your heart&lt;br /&gt;And I wanted so badly just to be a part of something strong and true&lt;br /&gt;But I was scared and left it all behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you had to go away&lt;br /&gt;I died just a little, and I feel it now&lt;br /&gt;You're the one I need&lt;br /&gt;I believe that I would cry just a little&lt;br /&gt;Just to have you back now&lt;br /&gt;Here with me&lt;br /&gt;Here with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm asking&lt;br /&gt;And I'm wanting you to come back to me&lt;br /&gt;Please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never will forget that look upon&lt;br /&gt;your face&lt;br /&gt;How you turned away and left&lt;br /&gt;without a trace&lt;br /&gt;But I understand that you did what you had to do&lt;br /&gt;And I thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you had to go away&lt;br /&gt;I died just a little, and I feel it now&lt;br /&gt;You're the one I need&lt;br /&gt;I believe that I would cry just a little&lt;br /&gt;Just to have you back now&lt;br /&gt;Here with me&lt;br /&gt;Here with me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;That lovely boy’s in love with a girl who’s letting him hang on to nothing…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-5915158095701209622?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5915158095701209622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=5915158095701209622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/5915158095701209622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/5915158095701209622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/07/musics-my-escape-as-i-plug-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-3920375388038572575</id><published>2008-07-08T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T11:14:00.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:16;"  &gt;Like a knife&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:16;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;HELL. Im thinking too much, im missing them again. I shouldn’t be, but it hurts so bloody much when I think of them some times, I never thought it’d be this hard… I do love the people I hang out with now, they’re lovely, but they’re not very much like me. Sorry dudes, but you guys do know its true. I thought i’ve moved on from them, but everywhere I go I still think of them. They made me laugh so hard I’d get a tummy ache… over such stupid things. They actually made me try food I’ve never tried before – like a fried mars bar Hah, I ate Haato the first time with them, fish and co. too, i explored places I’ve never been to. And I admit, I don’t think I’ll ever get over them. But I don’t belong with them, I don’t belong here either. And im hurting, cos I need to find my place. But the friends I have now I will keep, I know what treasure means, and that’s what I believe in doing. Oh well. This sounds corny, but I need a friend, a true one, who I can tell everything to, who I don’t have to be afraid to share my secrets with, who truly understands me by just the expression on my face. I need you! Where are you ? oh I sound like like an idiot, but Dear God, please send my best friend soon…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Im still gonna go T----- with you! Im definite about that. Cos one day, that might be where I’ll leave this country to for good one day…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;I don’t miss you anymore dude, I can look you in the face and turn away without feeling like I need to turn back. I know I’ll find someone better than you one day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-3920375388038572575?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3920375388038572575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=3920375388038572575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/3920375388038572575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/3920375388038572575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/07/like-knife-hell_07.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-4463679818175652692</id><published>2008-07-07T20:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T20:15:15.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:16;"  &gt;Like a knife&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:16;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;HELL. Im thinking too much, im missing them again. I shouldn’t be, but it hurts so bloody much when I think of them some times, I never thought it’d be this hard… I do love the people I hang out with now, they’re lovely, but they’re not very much like me. Sorry dudes, but you guys do know its true. I thought i’ve moved on from them, but everywhere I go I still think of them. They made me laugh so hard I’d get a tummy ache… over such stupid things. They actually made me try food I’ve never tried before – like a fried mars bar Hah, I ate Haato the first time with them, fish and co. too, i explored places I’ve never been to. And I admit, I don’t think I’ll ever get over them. But I don’t belong with them, I don’t belong here either. And im hurting, cos I need to find my place. But the friends I have now I will keep, I know what treasure means, and that’s what I believe in doing. Oh well. This sounds corny, but I need a friend, a true one, who I can tell everything to, who I don’t have to be afraid to share my secrets with, who truly understands me by just the expression on my face. I need you! Where are you ? oh I sound like like an idiot, but Dear God, please send my best friend soon…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Im still gonna go T----- with you! Im definite about that. Cos one day, that might be where I’ll leave this country to for good one day…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;I don’t miss you anymore dude, I can look you in the face and turn away without feeling like I need to turn back. I know I’ll find someone better than you one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-4463679818175652692?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4463679818175652692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=4463679818175652692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/4463679818175652692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/4463679818175652692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/07/like-knife-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-7321589790371382704</id><published>2008-07-03T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T20:31:47.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Shadows And Regrets lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back, back in town&lt;br /&gt;And everything has changed&lt;br /&gt;I feel, feel let down&lt;br /&gt;The faces stay the same&lt;br /&gt;I see, see shadows&lt;br /&gt;Of who we used to be&lt;br /&gt;When I drive, drive so slow&lt;br /&gt;Through this memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were only kids&lt;br /&gt;And we were best of friends&lt;br /&gt;And we hoped for the best&lt;br /&gt;And let go of the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard, heard myself&lt;br /&gt;Say things I take back&lt;br /&gt;If I could, could retell&lt;br /&gt;And make these stories last&lt;br /&gt;I see, see shadows&lt;br /&gt;Of who you'll always be&lt;br /&gt;I drive, drive these roads&lt;br /&gt;Made of memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were only kids&lt;br /&gt;And we were best of friends&lt;br /&gt;And we hoped for the best&lt;br /&gt;And let go from the rest&lt;br /&gt;Shadows and regrets&lt;br /&gt;We let go from the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything has changed&lt;br /&gt;Faces stay the same&lt;br /&gt;Everything has changed&lt;br /&gt;Faces stay the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we were only kids&lt;br /&gt;And our time couldn't end&lt;br /&gt;And how tall did we stand&lt;br /&gt;With the world in my hands&lt;br /&gt;And we were only kids&lt;br /&gt;And we were best of friends&lt;br /&gt;And we hoped for the best&lt;br /&gt;And let go of the rest&lt;br /&gt;And shadows and regrets&lt;br /&gt;We let go of the rest&lt;br /&gt;Shadows and Regrets&lt;br /&gt;We let go of the rest&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-7321589790371382704?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7321589790371382704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=7321589790371382704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/7321589790371382704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/7321589790371382704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/07/shadows-and-regrets-lyrics-im-back-back.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-7578687744965516354</id><published>2008-07-03T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T20:34:56.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:16;"  &gt;I look up at the sky, I wonder just where you are.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Today was almost like an awkward day, I guess the mood of funfair preparations did add to it. Everybody in school doing stuff not related to grades, studying and all that. It felt nice, but I had to remind myself about o’s again, and spoiled that relaxed moment. I totally didn’t make myself think of o’s, it just came to my mind as soon as I could forget it. And when I think about it, it just feels like a never ending nightmare… Today, was another day I wanted to talk about all and everything, reminiscing the past, and it didn’t actually feel good. It made me regret… but I’ll get over it. I still do wanna leave this country, but I cant. So… whats gonna happen I wonder ? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Anyway, after all that, this is something I read in an email after I got home-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;color:blue;"  &gt;"I asked God,&lt;br /&gt;'How do I get the best out of life?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;color:red;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 225, 0);font-family:Georgia;" &gt;God said, 'Face your past without regrets.&lt;br /&gt;Handle your present with confidence.&lt;br /&gt;And prepare for the future without fear!'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 191, 24);font-family:Georgia;" &gt;Forgive quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Believe slowly.&lt;br /&gt;Love truly.&lt;br /&gt;Laugh uncontrollably.&lt;br /&gt;Never regret anything that makes you happy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 191, 24);font-family:Georgia;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;You’re tied together with a smile, but you’re coming undone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-7578687744965516354?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7578687744965516354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=7578687744965516354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/7578687744965516354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/7578687744965516354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-look-up-at-sky-i-wonder-just-where.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-6455544521769964842</id><published>2008-06-30T18:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T18:53:50.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Im feeling so relieved now that O level Chinese oral is over. I don’t think it was as bad as everyone sad it was. I heard that a lot of people said F word when they went out of the hall door but I was kinda really happy after I was done. Although I think I totally screwed up, but I whats done cannot be undone, so whats the point of being upset over it right. Actually, right now, im looking forward for English oral. I know that one’s gonna be even better! Hah. Oh well I just want o levels to get done with faster. Then the so many things that I have planned can come true earlier. But for now, im just doing what I can to improve my shitty grades. Oh what a loser I am to study, I cant study for nuts! But im trying, can you tell?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I wrote something short today, and I think its lovely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Well then, that’s all, im gonna read my eye candy’s blog! He’s so awfully cuuuuute!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-6455544521769964842?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6455544521769964842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=6455544521769964842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/6455544521769964842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/6455544521769964842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-feeling-so-relieved-now-that-o-level.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-8976957979884767263</id><published>2008-06-30T18:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T18:40:27.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;FABER DRIVE LYRICS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Tongue Tied"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright cold silver moon&lt;br /&gt;Tonight alone in my room&lt;br /&gt;You were here just yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Slight turn of the head&lt;br /&gt;Eyes down when you said&lt;br /&gt;I guess I need my life to change&lt;br /&gt;Seems like something's just aren't the same&lt;br /&gt;What could I say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a little more luck than a little bit&lt;br /&gt;Cuz every time I get stuck the words won't fit&lt;br /&gt;And every time that I try I get tongue tied&lt;br /&gt;I'll need a little good luck to get me by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a little more help than a little bit&lt;br /&gt;Like the perfect one word no one's heard yet&lt;br /&gt;Cuz every time that I try I get tongue tied&lt;br /&gt;I need a little good luck to get me by this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stare up at the stars&lt;br /&gt;I wonder just where you are&lt;br /&gt;You feel a million miles away&lt;br /&gt;(I wonder just where you are)&lt;br /&gt;Was it something I said?&lt;br /&gt;Or something I never did?&lt;br /&gt;Or was I always in the way?&lt;br /&gt;Could someone tell me what to say to just make you stay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a little more luck than a little bit&lt;br /&gt;Cuz every time I get stuck the words won't fit&lt;br /&gt;And every time that I try I get tongue tied&lt;br /&gt;I need a little good luck to get me by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a little more help than a little bit&lt;br /&gt;Like the perfect one word no one's heard yet&lt;br /&gt;Cuz every time that I try I get tongue tied&lt;br /&gt;I need a little good luck to get me by this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it feels like the end&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to be here again&lt;br /&gt;And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again&lt;br /&gt;What it takes I don't care&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna make it I swear&lt;br /&gt;And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again&lt;br /&gt;Again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a little more luck than a little bit&lt;br /&gt;Cuz every time I get stuck the words won't fit&lt;br /&gt;But every time that I try I get tongue tied&lt;br /&gt;I need a little good luck to get me by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a little more help than a little bit&lt;br /&gt;Like the perfect one word no one's heard yet&lt;br /&gt;Cuz every time that I try I get tongue tied&lt;br /&gt;I need a little good luck to get me by this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it feels like the end&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to be here again&lt;br /&gt;And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again&lt;br /&gt;What it takes I don't care&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna make it I swear&lt;br /&gt;And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-8976957979884767263?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/8976957979884767263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=8976957979884767263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/8976957979884767263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/8976957979884767263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/06/faber-drive-lyrics-tongue-tied-bright.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-1043263288835479614</id><published>2008-06-25T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T22:18:16.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;PISS OFF&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;F… you, you bloody bastard. I don’t care if you hate me but just piss off will yah. Oh what the hell, im sorry if I spoilt our bloody class photo because of my f’ ed up face in the picture. Im sorry that I cried on my birthday and the bloody class picture had to be taken on that day, I guess I made the picture disgusting but whatever, like I wanted it. I totally regret staying in the picture but its over dude. So get over it, you don’t like me I get it, just back off dude, cos Im not hating anyone. But if you go too far asshole, watch out male bitch.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;im sorry for the not so nice post, but I’ve just gotta let some shit out...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate secondary school to the core, I’ve tried my best, but I guess I just appall people or something. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-1043263288835479614?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1043263288835479614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=1043263288835479614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/1043263288835479614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/1043263288835479614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/06/piss-off-f-you-you-bloody-bastard.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-8958970054211344693</id><published>2008-06-24T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T21:26:55.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:14;"  &gt;HERE HERE &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I just got my fringe trimmed. It looks pretty good I guess. My braces are off too, and I feel awkward without it, I cant wait to get my retainers though, im afraid my teeth moves out of place again… still, retainers are gonna be such a bother… I’ll have to take it out before every meal, make sure there’s no crap in my mouth before I wear them back. Braces was much easier… heh.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;O levels are so freaking close, talk about prelims… I don’t know how im gonna get through all of it, but I know I will. And talking about o’s, here’s my expectations… no actually, its what im GONNA get. L1r5 12 ! heh. Its light years away from where I am now, but they say, if you believe it, anything’s possible right!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I wish I could ask him something, im wondering if I regret not keeping our friendship. Looking back, I think my decision on stopping to try keep it going was right… but I cant help thinking about him. I wanna know what’s goin on in his life, I wonder if he’s any better from what he said he was then. But he never really felt like a friend, I think he was only trying to be nice, and after awhile, he just didn’t have the time to care anymore…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;and PLEASE, im sensitive to the word "study" it makes me scared, i hate it, i hate that word to much. so please, dont keep saying it to me will ya ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-8958970054211344693?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/8958970054211344693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=8958970054211344693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/8958970054211344693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/8958970054211344693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/06/lookie-look-i-just-got-my-fringe.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-2368669918726273650</id><published>2008-06-22T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T19:43:01.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;AHHH SCREWW !&lt;br /&gt;I feel like shit again, my mother just reminded me that prelims are in august. So i said "so what you want me to do ?" then she said "start studying". C'mon... im already totally trying ! Im so going NUTS. I WANNA RUN AWAY, I DONT WANNA TAKE O LEVELS, I RATHER ROT AT HOME THAN GO TO BLOODY SCHOOL. O levels O levels O levels just goooooo awaaaaaaay will yah ! i hate you to the coreeeee. AHHHHH, i feel like screaming, i feel so afraid, im scared and i wish i wasnt from this toot country...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-2368669918726273650?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2368669918726273650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=2368669918726273650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/2368669918726273650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/2368669918726273650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/06/ahhh-screww-i-feel-like-shit-again-my.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-4236892239154260038</id><published>2008-06-20T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T23:25:40.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;BYE BYE BRACES.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Oh nuts, im taking my braces off tomorrow… so today is my last official day having them on. Im happy but sad, im in between. But right now, all thats in my head is &lt;b style=""&gt;worry&lt;/b&gt;. School starts again on Monday. Im wishing &lt;b style=""&gt;so bad&lt;/b&gt; that it didn’t have to, im &lt;b style=""&gt;wishing&lt;/b&gt; I could &lt;b style=""&gt;take away&lt;/b&gt; and leave all my troubles behind. Oh dear dear, I don’t wanna have o level’s, im not ready, and I never will be… I just wanna run away. And more than that, o levels is not the only thing. How bout the rest of education after this? Its not gonna get any better I know, every step you take in this country, its just a step into &lt;b style=""&gt;stress&lt;/b&gt; world. I hate it, and im going &lt;b style=""&gt;nuts&lt;/b&gt; I tell you. Im scared, and pissed, irritated and confuse. What huh what? Im going &lt;b style=""&gt;nuts&lt;/b&gt; in school everyday, I am. Well then that’s all… so I’ll have a tribute to my braces, for being with me faithfully-1 year. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-4236892239154260038?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4236892239154260038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=4236892239154260038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/4236892239154260038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/4236892239154260038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/06/bye-bye-braces.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-4610575436727762560</id><published>2008-06-17T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T21:18:08.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carpenters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Close to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do birds suddenly appear&lt;br /&gt;Every time you are near?&lt;br /&gt;Just like me, they long to be&lt;br /&gt;Close to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do stars fall down from the sky&lt;br /&gt;Every time you walk by?&lt;br /&gt;Just like me, they long to be&lt;br /&gt;Close to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day that you were born&lt;br /&gt;The angels got together&lt;br /&gt;And decided to create a dream come true&lt;br /&gt;So they sprinkled moon dust in your hair of gold&lt;br /&gt;And starlight in your eyes of blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why all the girls in town&lt;br /&gt;Follow you all around.&lt;br /&gt;Just like me, they long to be&lt;br /&gt;Close to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day that you were born&lt;br /&gt;The angels got together&lt;br /&gt;And decided to create a dream come true&lt;br /&gt;So they sprinkled moon dust in your hair of gold&lt;br /&gt;And starlight in your eyes of blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why all the girls in town&lt;br /&gt;Follow you all around.&lt;br /&gt;Just like me, they long to be&lt;br /&gt;Close to you.&lt;br /&gt;Just like me (Just like me)&lt;br /&gt;They long to be&lt;br /&gt;Close to you.&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-4610575436727762560?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4610575436727762560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=4610575436727762560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/4610575436727762560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/4610575436727762560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/06/carpenters-close-to-you-why-do-birds.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-4650251834666822045</id><published>2008-06-15T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T21:17:10.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;HATE O LEVEL YEAR&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Tomorrow is the start of another week in S2E, aka. sure to excel.&lt;br /&gt;I swear... its the dumbest thing ever...&lt;br /&gt;I guess it does help me do a little studying, but it drags so damn long&lt;br /&gt;it just makes ME fall asleep… don’t know how im gonna survive yet another&lt;br /&gt;week of it. WELL, HERE GOES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I think I’ve sort of fallen out with her, but im still hitching a ride&lt;br /&gt;from her to school every morn, aint that weird?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-4650251834666822045?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4650251834666822045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=4650251834666822045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/4650251834666822045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/4650251834666822045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/06/hate-o-level-year-tomorrow-is-start-of.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-4856841349908450068</id><published>2008-06-13T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T13:53:39.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:14;"  &gt;PREDICTABLE&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:14;"  &gt;A TWIST IN MY STORY&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;It was &lt;b style=""&gt;predictable&lt;/b&gt;. So this is how it goes does it? I’ve written you so many letters, I asked you for answers. I just needed some simple answers…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I wrote in the letter that if you didn’t give my anything, anything to believe in, just anything that’ll make me know what you guys were thinking to lie to me then I’d disappear, I’d leave cos I didn’t wanna have to be a burden to anyone.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;And I believe you both have given me a reply… by not replying me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I wish you never took me back, you made me think everything was getting better, then you just left me, &lt;b style=""&gt;AGAIN&lt;/b&gt;. I wish I could leave in a good note, but because I &lt;b style=""&gt;loved&lt;/b&gt; you guys, im started to hate you. And what hurts even more is that it was always one- sided, you guys never cared a shit about me, you said you did. But when Im alone, I can see all this so much clearer. You guys go out without thinking about me right after I ask you some serious things that might make or break me. Do you know how many times you’ve made me &lt;b style=""&gt;stumble&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I’ll&lt;b style=""&gt; never&lt;/b&gt; forget you two, but I’ll always &lt;b style=""&gt;regret&lt;/b&gt; being such a fool, thinking I’d &lt;b style=""&gt;die&lt;/b&gt; without you guys. You’ll see me happy on my &lt;b style=""&gt;own&lt;/b&gt;. I’ll never become like you, I’ll never let anyone feel like their in heaven and just throw them down to hell. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;BECAUSE OF YOU&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learnt the hard way to never let it get that far.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to trust not only me but everyone around me,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you, I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:14;"  &gt;afraid.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:14;"  &gt;And anyway, I still got my family (blood and church)&lt;/span&gt; :) &lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:14;"  &gt;, and most of all, God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-4856841349908450068?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4856841349908450068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=4856841349908450068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/4856841349908450068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/4856841349908450068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/06/predictable-twist-in-my-story-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-8771518464329513</id><published>2008-06-11T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T21:46:32.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;TRUTHS&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say, hating starts from loving someone so much, and they disappoint you, making your hurt bigger than it would have been compared to being disappointed by a normal friend.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost thought I would have felt it today, and I was lucky, I didn’t have to.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I’ve been thinking so much,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Wondering so much, I think it all ought to stop.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;So I’ve made it clear to myself…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;My expectations, my goals, just what I want, I’ve drawn a line. I believe I am closer to an end of a story than to a beginning. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I’ve decided to let things come as they may, let things go if they ought to, and let things come if they have to.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Im not gonna continue spinning webs of dreams that may never come true, and I can say it true.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Im back, im back. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Father’s day is on Sunday, but dad’s not gonna be around cos he’ll be in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; for some stuff. So I pray he’ll be safe and sound till he comes home.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-8771518464329513?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/8771518464329513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=8771518464329513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/8771518464329513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/8771518464329513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/06/truths-they-say-hating-starts-from.html' title=''/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578475705129348148.post-6351214348451505967</id><published>2008-06-11T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T21:24:04.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th June's post</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="title"&gt;Im lost&lt;/h3&gt;                               &lt;p&gt;Once again im feeling confused.&lt;br /&gt;im going away for a little while though i've just gotten&lt;br /&gt;back from nepal.&lt;br /&gt;i need an escape, im so afraid to face, things&lt;br /&gt;in my life, i just cant find a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im trusting God with all i am,&lt;br /&gt;cos i've nothing more to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im needing some courage to do things&lt;br /&gt;confidently.&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna be their burden,&lt;br /&gt;and im not gonna be mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So God,&lt;br /&gt;make me work hard and make me&lt;br /&gt;your faithful servant. i need to work harder and do&lt;br /&gt;what i need to. When i come back its time&lt;br /&gt;to be strong, make me stronger, make me stronger i pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM BACK FROM NEPAL.&lt;br /&gt;IM BACK AND IM MISSING IT SO BAD...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578475705129348148-6351214348451505967?l=cadi-michelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6351214348451505967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578475705129348148&amp;postID=6351214348451505967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/6351214348451505967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578475705129348148/posts/default/6351214348451505967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadi-michelle.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-lost-once-again-im-feeling-confused.html' title='4th June&apos;s post'/><author><name>CADI MICHELLE CHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05751098957739098047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mev392JLzsU/SUkmX3mhAcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ssdl9UK5Zoc/S220/Image013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
