<?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-349991519900298574</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:49:58.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..After Effects..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hazel. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646384515570794777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r76/Su-zen/hazelandjun-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349991519900298574.post-8882851837779621152</id><published>2007-09-18T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T13:50:26.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She paints her eyes as black as night, she pulls her shades down tight,.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haven't update in such a long time. I feel like punching &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; now. -_____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/349991519900298574-8882851837779621152?l=beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/feeds/8882851837779621152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=349991519900298574&amp;postID=8882851837779621152' title='40 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/8882851837779621152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/8882851837779621152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/2007/09/she-paints-her-eyes-as-black-as-night.html' title='She paints her eyes as black as night, she pulls her shades down tight,.'/><author><name>Hazel. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646384515570794777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r76/Su-zen/hazelandjun-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>40</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349991519900298574.post-468087291906851064</id><published>2007-09-10T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:32:14.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you dream theres a chance you'll find a little laughter, or happy ever after.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had my teeth checked today at school. I almost cried at the dentistry. Yes I am THAT scared of dentists. My whole life whenever I ever went to the dentist I always had to have something done with my teeth and it always hurt so yeah I totally freaked out today. And somehow I wanted my mom so badly at that time. Heh. :D  Louis, Melvin, Aaron and Tucky weren't helping at all.They keep telling me about the drilling and the injections and all. EEEEEEEE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realize I've been updating very often lately. Which is so not the right time since PMR is so near. And I'm not really panicky about it. YET. Which isn't good cuz during UPSR i freaked out like when it was just 1 month more. Dammit somethings wrong with me. -___-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RuVOo55yFjI/AAAAAAAAAJc/jJhmtn3-ajo/s1600-h/sand+faces.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RuVOo55yFjI/AAAAAAAAAJc/jJhmtn3-ajo/s400/sand+faces.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108575816966608434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is so cute. I should try it one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel exceptionally tired today. I wonder why....&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I tell everyone that I don't like you anymore but secretly I still hope that I willl marry you one day. (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go do that Progam Intan, Berlian, Mutiara thingy now. And I will do Zen's tag tomorrow. I will. Night yall. Sweet dreams &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RuVTbJ5yFoI/AAAAAAAAAKE/SqVpxBkk8qo/s1600-h/hahaha%21%21+%3BD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RuVTbJ5yFoI/AAAAAAAAAKE/SqVpxBkk8qo/s400/hahaha%21%21+%3BD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108581078301546114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just so we're clear I was FORCED to put this picture up by a certain someone. -__- I did this UNWILLINGLY.&lt;br /&gt;Ahahaha. =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/349991519900298574-468087291906851064?l=beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/feeds/468087291906851064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=349991519900298574&amp;postID=468087291906851064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/468087291906851064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/468087291906851064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/2007/09/when-you-dream-theres-chance-youll-find.html' title='When you dream theres a chance you&apos;ll find a little laughter, or happy ever after.'/><author><name>Hazel. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646384515570794777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r76/Su-zen/hazelandjun-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RuVOo55yFjI/AAAAAAAAAJc/jJhmtn3-ajo/s72-c/sand+faces.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349991519900298574.post-5032296638459605088</id><published>2007-09-09T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:32:14.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm finding that You, and You alone can break my fall.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Boo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I spent the whole day studying today. I'm so proud of myself! See that Wayne! I STUDIED! HAH! In your face! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RuQK0J5yFiI/AAAAAAAAAJU/hyXUfdaGHSY/s1600-h/walking+on+water.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RuQK0J5yFiI/AAAAAAAAAJU/hyXUfdaGHSY/s400/walking+on+water.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108219768472737314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well baby I'm no genius but I've a theory&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if I keep my distance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; might actually start to miss me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to mamak with my dad just now. He had a ciggy which he wasn't suppose to cuz he supposedly told my mom he already quit smoking. I threatened him that I would tell my mom about it which he knows he would get endless amount of scolding and long annoying lectures. He got scared which is something he seldom does and it was so hilarious. I felt so powerful. Mwuahahahahaha. &gt;:) But I'm not that mean, I'm not gonna tell my mom. Or at least I don't think I will. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoo Boy its getting late I'm off to Lala Land. Night Kiddies. Sweet dreams &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s : I'll do Zen's tag tomorrow or once I find a baby picture of myself which will probably take ages cuz knowing me I'll procrastinate. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/349991519900298574-5032296638459605088?l=beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/feeds/5032296638459605088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=349991519900298574&amp;postID=5032296638459605088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/5032296638459605088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/5032296638459605088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-finding-that-you-and-you-alone-can.html' title='I&apos;m finding that You, and You alone can break my fall.'/><author><name>Hazel. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646384515570794777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r76/Su-zen/hazelandjun-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RuQK0J5yFiI/AAAAAAAAAJU/hyXUfdaGHSY/s72-c/walking+on+water.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349991519900298574.post-3109421561357499362</id><published>2007-09-08T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:32:14.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take my hand, together we will celebrate.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just woke up. *yawn Me HUNGRAYYY. Mummy bought Dim Sum but I don't think its fresh anymore. Bleuk! I think I'll go out and ta pau Pan Mee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RuIrOp5yFhI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Y2zFhukTkGA/s1600-h/hte+missing+rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RuIrOp5yFhI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Y2zFhukTkGA/s400/hte+missing+rose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107692458157938194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't know who those two are but I"m loving the pose man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry this is not a very proper post but I'm too hungrayy to type. I'll write a better one later once I get some food. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;We adore the ones who ignore us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;and ignore the ones who adore us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/349991519900298574-3109421561357499362?l=beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/feeds/3109421561357499362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=349991519900298574&amp;postID=3109421561357499362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/3109421561357499362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/3109421561357499362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/2007/09/take-my-hand-together-we-will-celebrate.html' title='Take my hand, together we will celebrate.'/><author><name>Hazel. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646384515570794777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r76/Su-zen/hazelandjun-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RuIrOp5yFhI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Y2zFhukTkGA/s72-c/hte+missing+rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349991519900298574.post-1813495117038847669</id><published>2007-09-07T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T00:52:53.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're part of me entity, here for eternity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I skipped school again today. Heh. :D Didn't do much today. Was suppose to go to the library with Zen but I kinda canceled like last minute cuz I didn't know my Daddy sent the car to get it fixed today so I didn't have transport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SORRY ZEN!! :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now lets see. Looks like I've got a tag to do. Oh well here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name 10 Opposite Sex Friends Randomly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jun.&lt;br /&gt;2. Levin.&lt;br /&gt;3. Wayne.&lt;br /&gt;4. Melvin.&lt;br /&gt;5. Shaun.&lt;br /&gt;6. Gilbert Phoon.&lt;br /&gt;7. Eric.&lt;br /&gt;8. Aaron.&lt;br /&gt;9. Kun.&lt;br /&gt;10. Wee Giap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Would you rather party with 1 or 7?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Err... Jun. { 1 } I think Jia would kill me if  I party with Eric. { 7 } :D Not that I even want to anyway. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Marry 2 or 6?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gilbert { 6 } I guess.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Zen would KILL me, right hunn? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kill 3 or 8?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Hahahaha! Wayne! { 3 } Cuz he got hepatitis B and likes Ellen Degeneres. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Date 9 or 10?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;ERRRRRRRRRRR......  I guess I'll go for someone new. Kun. { 9 } x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Make Out with 4 or 7?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;LOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!! I've no choice but to pick Mel. { 4 } Jia would punch me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuddle With 6 or 8?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I'll take Gilbert { 6 }.  Its less weird. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have Kids With 4 or 5?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Can I not answer this? Cuz i really don't know.. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Live With 1 or 9?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Ehhh.... Jun { 1 } xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be Stuck on an Island with 2 or 5?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I'll take Levin { 2 }. His funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Trade Lives with 8 or 10?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;{ 10 } .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wake Up Next To 4 or 9?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Kun { 9 }  hands down. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Completely Disown 3 or 7?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Gahahahahaha. Eric { 7 }  you'll have to go. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I don't know. Haven't really notice.. But i guess Gilbert { 6 }?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Smile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I'll take { 10 } . I know someone who'll agree with me on this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:85%;" &gt;LOL. I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Body?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I haven't seen any of their body's so I can't say.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I guess Kun { 9 }. Haven't really seen it though. Heard its really good. I've yet to see. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Now THAT I definitely don't know. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Style?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Gilbert { 6 }.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A few more questions..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has 3 ever hurt you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Hahahaha. Definitely no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever hurt 4?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Physically then i guess so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's the funniest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Levin. { 2 } LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you beat up 8?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Yes. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time you saw 9?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Erm, Wednesday? O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's the smartest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I'm gonna give this to Mel. { 4 }&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long have you known 2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Since form 1 I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if 1 and 6 started fighting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHA.. somehow I can imagine it. I'll sit and watch. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is 6 dating/crushing on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;His one and only ex who I shall not mention the name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does 7 smell good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;no. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who will you still be talking to in 15 years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Hopefully all but I somehow I doubt it especially { 10 }.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I tag -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Whoever who wants to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayy this i by far the weirdest post ever. Lol. I'm gonna hit the sheets now. Night folks. Sweet dreams &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.. (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/349991519900298574-1813495117038847669?l=beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/feeds/1813495117038847669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=349991519900298574&amp;postID=1813495117038847669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/1813495117038847669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/1813495117038847669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/2007/09/youre-part-of-me-entity-here-for.html' title='You&apos;re part of me entity, here for eternity.'/><author><name>Hazel. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646384515570794777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r76/Su-zen/hazelandjun-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349991519900298574.post-3302266237096968656</id><published>2007-09-06T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:32:14.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But, My God its's so beautiful when the boy smiles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Skipped school today. Too lazy. I seriously need to study and maybe later if i can.. I'll take down something that I've been dreading..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rt-PqJ5yFgI/AAAAAAAAAJE/YI1uQtAd9hY/s1600-h/ladybug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rt-PqJ5yFgI/AAAAAAAAAJE/YI1uQtAd9hY/s320/ladybug.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106958456836986370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;May he turn 21 on the base at Fort Bliss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just a day" he said down to the flask in his fist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ain't been sober, since maybe October last year."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in town you can tell his been down for a while,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, my God, Its so beautiful when the boy smiles,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanna hold him&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Maybe  I'll just sing about it&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/349991519900298574-3302266237096968656?l=beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/feeds/3302266237096968656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=349991519900298574&amp;postID=3302266237096968656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/3302266237096968656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/3302266237096968656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/2007/09/but-my-god-itss-so-beautiful-when-boy.html' title='But, My God its&apos;s so beautiful when the boy smiles.'/><author><name>Hazel. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646384515570794777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r76/Su-zen/hazelandjun-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rt-PqJ5yFgI/AAAAAAAAAJE/YI1uQtAd9hY/s72-c/ladybug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349991519900298574.post-5786933811707929790</id><published>2007-09-04T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:32:14.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can someone help me unravel my latest mistake?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So school is back to normal today without the exams and all. But not for long cuz we have another set of trial papers coming our way pretty soon. If I’m not mistaken this would be the government trials and that is something you should be worry about. I’m so use to sitting for exams now that I don’t even take them seriously anymore. Its like just another piece of paper filled with questions that I don’t really bother if I get it right or not. And that is definitely not good people. I should be caring. I should care like hell if I get it right or not. Worry the shit outta myself if I have to but instead I just don’t give a shit. Greatt.. -_- So gonna pass PMR with flying colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Got back some papers today. Boyy did i screw it up this time. Other then that it was just Mel, Louis, Aaron and i playing scrabble for the rest of the day. Its damn funny playing with them cuz Aaron just can't stop swearing and he over reacts on the littlest thing and I think his favorite word now is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jaguar&lt;/span&gt;. hahahahahahaha. Oh yeah, one time it was my turn to take my 7 letters fro the green baggy sack thingy and my first four letters were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DotA&lt;/span&gt;. Wtf man.. Lols.. Melvin said i could get extra points if I put it. Stupid boy.. Oh! pictures..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rt1-mZ5yFeI/AAAAAAAAAI0/L-JzXrLvkWI/s1600-h/Picture+243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rt1-mZ5yFeI/AAAAAAAAAI0/L-JzXrLvkWI/s320/Picture+243.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106376750761383394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Zen said she did some Picasa effect shit with this picture. Which is the effect that makes the picture look a lil bit blurry and fuzzy. Which is nice. I just think we moved the camera too fast thats all. -_- And Picasa sucks. The effects are normal. You can even get the effects from Nero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh shit, daddy's coming. Gtg. Night kids. Sweet dreams &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/349991519900298574-5786933811707929790?l=beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/feeds/5786933811707929790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=349991519900298574&amp;postID=5786933811707929790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/5786933811707929790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/5786933811707929790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/2007/09/can-someone-help-me-unravel-my-latest.html' title='Can someone help me unravel my latest mistake?'/><author><name>Hazel. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646384515570794777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r76/Su-zen/hazelandjun-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rt1-mZ5yFeI/AAAAAAAAAI0/L-JzXrLvkWI/s72-c/Picture+243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349991519900298574.post-7454608304620335594</id><published>2007-09-03T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:32:15.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another colour turns grey.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okayy bloggy under huge construction. Clearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is as far as i got. Hmm.. I still need to take down some stuff. But don't know why I just won't do it. Oh god i'm so hopeless. -_- ANYHOOO, I'm at Zen's house now having meehoon with extrememly syiook chilly padi. :D Zen is such a pussy. =P We will go study as soon as we're done with lunch. Which will be soon I'm sure. I think. We're going to study. We WILL study. We MUST study. -___-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ahhh Fuck it la. :D At least we tried. We deserve credit for that. x) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm in a mod for hug now. Anyone? The only person I can think of is Siew Mun cuz our boobs don't clash when we hug. LOL. xD Had KH today. It was okay i guess. Cracked my head during the last few questions on accounts. Almost forgotten bout the whole kos jualan, kos belian shit. I think imight've gave zen the wrong answer cuz I changed my answer like 4 to 5 times. Eh heh heh.. Lets just hope Zen doesn't read this. :D This post is exceptionally empty. There will be pictures later I promise cuz I'm in the mood to camwhore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh! In Zen's computer room theres this huge framed up picture of Transformers and ITS SO NICEEEE!!!! I think Transformers is COOLL with the whole Optimus Prime and Bumble Bee names and Shia Le Beouf is kinda hot. He looked even better in Disturbia. He got the whole bad boy thing going on. hahahaha. Thank god he grew out of the whole "Even Stenvens" thing. So retarded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh i watched High School Musical 2 already!!!!!!!! Before it even came out in Malaysia!! The soundtrack is so much nicer compare to the previous movie. The songs aren't as corny or whatever. Zac efron looks even better in this movie. Absolute hotnesss to the max yoh! lol! Vanessa Hudgens doesn;t look that nice though. Don't like her hair. Too much curls til it lookslike bush. Heh. So judgemental. Lol. But one thing is that HSM2 might make you a bit Dulan if you're the "Troy and Gabriella forever" kinda person cuz everytime when they wanna kiss, someone interrupts them. But they did in the end la. Oh god i think i might be spoiling it for somepeople. Lol! Whoopsy! xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105880836657518034" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rtu7kZ5yFdI/AAAAAAAAAIs/4gLE9EgaIFc/s320/gjkdgkdjg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe in love, lust and romance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want everything to add up into some perfect equation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want chaos and mess.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And i want someone to go crazy, out of his mind for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;I'm gonna go OU now with Zen and her mom. So much for studying right? LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;I bid you farewell. for now. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;edit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just reached back home from Zen's. Wooohh... So yeah, where was I? Oh right, ou. Erm, went to ou then went to Gap to change Levin's shirt cuz he said it was a size too small. It looks humongous to me. -_- Later on, went to A&amp;W's to get a coney dog and went back home to watch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;She's the Man&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God that show is so god damn funny. Once again Zen and I were screaming our asses off cuz of ahhhh.. need i say more. *stares dreamily. x) Psst! For those who don't know who I'm talking about, its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Channing Tatum&lt;/span&gt;. :D Then we had dinner and then we camwhored. :D Zen wouldn't stop going on about how she looked like an egg and Mary Poppins in pictures. LOLS.. Pictures will only be up tomorrow cuz the pictures are in Zen's phone but she can't go online cuz she needs to study. Study my buttocks la. More like studying Harry Potter. Greatt.. Now I've to get of the computer. -___- There are still some stuff about my blog which i need to tweak. But... I'm either too lazy right now or I just don't want to. I think its the second one. Heh.. I keep procrastinating. Oh and Jian Min SERIOUSLY screams like girl. Like seriously. If you didn't know she had a brother you'd prolly think it was the maid or something. Even I don't scream like that and I'm a girl! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Grey's anatomy is haunting me for some reason. It seems like every song I download has something to do with it. For example, this afternoon Zen just randomly played a song which is Just breathe by Anna Nalick and I swear I heard it from Grey's before during one of those rainy days in Seattle and they lost a patient and Mer is running away from Derek or something. Or maybe just going back home after a long day of work. AHHHHHHH!!! Season 4 of Grey's Anatomy is finally coming out end of this month!! To be more exact its on the 27th. Its premiering on ABC and on the 26th, Private Practice is premiering. Gahhhh can't wait! I'm gonna download every single one of the freaking episodes and watch it after PMR. Yeah mann.. I can watch it the whole entire night till the next morning and theres absolutely nothing my momma can say to stop me cuz i'm FREEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!! Okayyyyy i sound like a maniac. I shall have some self control. So now, I will get off the laptop and take any book and study. Yes, i will do that. I hope. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;my dear&lt;/span&gt;s. Sleep Tight. Sweet Dreams. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I know I'm not a lot of things you've gone for in the past, I know. But I would never leave you, I would never hurt you &amp; I will never stop loving you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;- Grey's Anatomy, George O'Malley-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/349991519900298574-7454608304620335594?l=beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/feeds/7454608304620335594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=349991519900298574&amp;postID=7454608304620335594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/7454608304620335594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/7454608304620335594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/2007/09/another-colour-turns-grey.html' title='Another colour turns grey.'/><author><name>Hazel. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646384515570794777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r76/Su-zen/hazelandjun-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rtu7kZ5yFdI/AAAAAAAAAIs/4gLE9EgaIFc/s72-c/gjkdgkdjg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349991519900298574.post-6058776782458955230</id><published>2007-09-02T21:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T22:08:38.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BLOG UNDER MEGA FACE LIFT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;new link &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/349991519900298574-6058776782458955230?l=beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/feeds/6058776782458955230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=349991519900298574&amp;postID=6058776782458955230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/6058776782458955230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/6058776782458955230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-under-mega-face-lift.html' title=''/><author><name>Hazel. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646384515570794777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r76/Su-zen/hazelandjun-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349991519900298574.post-7510205507729264464</id><published>2007-09-01T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:32:15.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to be your dream.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RtkfhJ5yFYI/AAAAAAAAAIE/VIvbG_7G2ts/s1600-h/as+i+lay+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RtkfhJ5yFYI/AAAAAAAAAIE/VIvbG_7G2ts/s320/as+i+lay+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105146307055588738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You give &lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;anything&lt;/b&gt; for it&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes you give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;sometimes&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;it's just not &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;enough&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/349991519900298574-7510205507729264464?l=beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/feeds/7510205507729264464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=349991519900298574&amp;postID=7510205507729264464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/7510205507729264464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/7510205507729264464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-want-to-be-your-dream.html' title='I want to be your dream.'/><author><name>Hazel. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646384515570794777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r76/Su-zen/hazelandjun-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RtkfhJ5yFYI/AAAAAAAAAIE/VIvbG_7G2ts/s72-c/as+i+lay+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349991519900298574.post-6374588343052641968</id><published>2007-08-27T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:32:15.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And i like roses. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just came back from Zen's house. Went over after school. We were suppose to study but well, heh. xD We watched Beauty Shop and then a little bit of Step Up. HOMG... I LOVE THOSE TWO MOVIES! I especially love CHANNING TATUM. :D God dammit his so hot! HOT HOT HOT HOT HOT HOT!!!!!!! XD He can dance sooo well! And his body!! Holy mother of godd.. I almost fainted when i saw it. Zen and i were like screaming like two maniacs. But every time in the middle of some interesting part, someone calls and interrupt the whole thing. So there was no one for me to squeal together with. -____- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RtKcGp5yFWI/AAAAAAAAAH0/4uRwUVOnr0c/s1600-h/Channing+Taum+in+Step+Up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RtKcGp5yFWI/AAAAAAAAAH0/4uRwUVOnr0c/s320/Channing+Taum+in+Step+Up.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103312965905552738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now if THIS doesn't scream hotness i don't know what does. O.o SO HOTTTTTTTT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear my heart almost stop beating when i saw him dancing. Wooohh.. Damn sexxayy. xD I'm falling in love with his body more and more by the second. *stares dreamily* HEEHEE.. I love a guy who can dance but Jun can't dance so scratch that. Lol. :D I've gotta go take a bath. Stinky. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/349991519900298574-6374588343052641968?l=beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/feeds/6374588343052641968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=349991519900298574&amp;postID=6374588343052641968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/6374588343052641968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/6374588343052641968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/2007/08/and-i-like-roses.html' title='And i like roses. (:'/><author><name>Hazel. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646384515570794777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r76/Su-zen/hazelandjun-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RtKcGp5yFWI/AAAAAAAAAH0/4uRwUVOnr0c/s72-c/Channing+Taum+in+Step+Up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349991519900298574.post-7049797533133994258</id><published>2007-08-26T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:32:15.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me all the things you never said.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My blog needs something new. A new banner perhaps? Hmm, gonna go search for some inspirational pictures. :D I kinda like my banner now though. Totally suits the name of my blog. x) But my blog is the least i should worry about now. PMR is coming people! Its about a month away. So dreading this. Then again, who isn't? Everyone should be studying their asses off right now. I was suppose to go out with a certain someone today but he had to go argue with his mom so now his mom won't let him out and everything was cancelled at 5.17 a.m this morning. Hmm.. -___-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh My God i just realize theres school tomorrow. Lols.. Which means exams. Greatt.. -_____- What a way to gret us after the holidays huh? Ughh! And to top it all off, my period just came today. Which means I'll have stomach cramps tomorrow during exams. SOMEONE HELP MEEEEEE! &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RtFjTp5yFVI/AAAAAAAAAHs/HfAqqah7_Lo/s1600-h/Headphones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RtFjTp5yFVI/AAAAAAAAAHs/HfAqqah7_Lo/s320/Headphones.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102969042104358226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;And i'll just let the music drown my thoughts.. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/349991519900298574-7049797533133994258?l=beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/feeds/7049797533133994258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=349991519900298574&amp;postID=7049797533133994258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/7049797533133994258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/7049797533133994258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/2007/08/tell-me-all-things-you-never-said.html' title='Tell me all the things you never said.'/><author><name>Hazel. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646384515570794777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r76/Su-zen/hazelandjun-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RtFjTp5yFVI/AAAAAAAAAHs/HfAqqah7_Lo/s72-c/Headphones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349991519900298574.post-1599031012674600321</id><published>2007-08-25T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T18:15:59.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear, you look so lost.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAH! I'm blogging. Finally, after so long. Heh. :D I've been away from the computer for god knows how long till i think i might have forgotten how to use it. -_- My dad gave me his laptop so now its st up in my room AND  it has internet connection! YEAH BABY!! xD But, the modem is in his room so he can off the modem anytime and my internet connection goes poof! Mwehh.. -_____- Oh well, better then nothing though. x) I feel so noob to blogging now. O.O Lols..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to go to my bitchy aunt's open house and I'm quite sure i'll die there hearing her brag about how big her house is and how expansive her stupid rug or carpet or whatever is and talking about practically every single thing thats new in her house. Woohhh.. So fun. -________- Thank the lord i've my mp4 to accompany me for the night. Oh and her daughter which is my cousin is like this super hardcore christian. Not that i've anything against christian ppl, i think their very nice. x) But you can't even say "oh my god"in fronta her or she'll freak out and give you a long lecture about how you shouldn't use God's name in vain. And it kinda sucks seeing the fact that me, being a person who says "oh my god"practically everyday. Okay i gots to go. play nice kids. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/349991519900298574-1599031012674600321?l=beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/feeds/1599031012674600321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=349991519900298574&amp;postID=1599031012674600321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/1599031012674600321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/1599031012674600321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/2007/08/dedar-you-look-so-lost.html' title='Dear, you look so lost.'/><author><name>Hazel. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646384515570794777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r76/Su-zen/hazelandjun-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349991519900298574.post-1566465403703641442</id><published>2007-08-03T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:32:15.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I'll fake a smile for you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;emo emo bo bemo banana fana fo femo fee fi mo memo emo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is an emo day. For me at least. Sigh. School sucked. Suck suck suck suck suck suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my blog right now. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RrMMjAkUW_I/AAAAAAAAAHc/Gu62VG4xsW8/s1600-h/rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RrMMjAkUW_I/AAAAAAAAAHc/Gu62VG4xsW8/s320/rose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094429399073446898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't trust you and you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got tuition now. Bah.. not looking forward to it. Oh well. -_____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: courier new;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;All of our young lives  we search for someone to love, someone that makes us complete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;We choose partners and we change partners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;We dance to a song of &lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;heartbreak&lt;/span&gt; and hope all the while wondering if somewhere, somehow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;theres someone perfect out there searching for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: courier new;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/349991519900298574-1566465403703641442?l=beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/feeds/1566465403703641442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=349991519900298574&amp;postID=1566465403703641442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/1566465403703641442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/1566465403703641442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/2007/08/and-ill-fake-smile-for-you.html' title='And I&apos;ll fake a smile for you.'/><author><name>Hazel. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646384515570794777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r76/Su-zen/hazelandjun-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RrMMjAkUW_I/AAAAAAAAAHc/Gu62VG4xsW8/s72-c/rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349991519900298574.post-6266076553685760689</id><published>2007-07-29T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:32:16.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The strands in your eyes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We had school yesterday. I wouldn't have gone to school if it weren't for the bloody pre-trials. =.= Now i feel so weird cuz i don't have enough sleep. Ngah.. Crankaayy.. Anyho.. after school Siew Mun and I stayed back. We were suppose to go to the library with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;MS FOO JIA LINQ BUT LAST MINUTE SHE TELLS US SHE COULDN'T GO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;-_______________________________________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo.. Siew Mun and I were like two sohai's sitting in the canteen thinking where we could go crash. The school library wasn't open so we couldn't go study. I suggested to go back to Siew Mun's house to study but if we went to her house we wouldn't study cuz she would be sleeping and will be too lazy to layan me. Sobs.. I don't mean anything to her. T.T Oh well.. who cares. :D So then we decided to crash at Cheryl's since she lives so near to school. We walked there at about 2? I think. Bought snowberry. Haven't had that in a long long time.. Yummay. Then at Cheryl's we watched her eat her maggi mee and then watched The break up. We couldn't watch the whole movie cuz by 3 or so Siew Mun and I had to walk back to school. I kinda teared at the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; beginning of the movie. Lol. Forgotten why. So yeah while we were walking Siew Mun decided to camwhore. Or rather I decided to take a picture of  Siew Mun. Lol. Siew mun decided she wanted to help pro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mote e398. The speakers are really good. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RqyT83B_rxI/AAAAAAAAAHE/g7D-GAqBCA0/s1600-h/28-07-07_1519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RqyT83B_rxI/AAAAAAAAAHE/g7D-GAqBCA0/s320/28-07-07_1519.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092607952422940434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;SiewMunLicious&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RqyUZ3B_ryI/AAAAAAAAAHM/sF3l1mdDLY0/s1600-h/28-07-07_1520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RqyUZ3B_ryI/AAAAAAAAAHM/sF3l1mdDLY0/s320/28-07-07_1520.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092608450639146786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Any takers? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then we reached school at say 3.30. There was some kenduri or whatever down the road and there was this guy who was singing when you say nothing at all. Ahahahahahahahahahaha. Damn funny.. I think the guy was tone deaf. No wait i don't think. I KNOW. Then we were waiting for a cab to come so Siew Mun could go back. I think Siew Mun has this &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;thing&lt;/span&gt; with green cabs. She thinks it doesn't look safe. I think it looks safer t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hen those normal red ones. Got more class. Lol! So then Siew Mun left and I was left all alone waiting for my Dad to come fetch which toke like FOREVER. -_______- Dad came at like 4-ish. Went to my aunts house to pass her something. Had dinner then went to Klang for awhile. Yada yada yada.. came back at bout 9, toke my bath, went to sleep. Ahh.. Love my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up with a seriously seriously blocked nose. Couldn't breathe. Gah... Was studying maths. While I was studying maths &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;SOMEONE&lt;/span&gt; called and told me something and then I called up &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;SOMEONE&lt;/span&gt; and scolded that &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;SOMEONE &lt;/span&gt;and now i hate that&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; SOMEONE&lt;/span&gt; for making me feel so bloody frustrated and pissed off. I hope &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; read this. -______- Then went to watch Tv and then tried to study science.. But I fell aslee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p. :/ God i'm so hopeless.. Heh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i guess that bout sums up my day. We have Maths, English and Science tomorrow. I'm screwed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RqyZ0nB_rzI/AAAAAAAAAHU/dav2sEKF5Z0/s1600-h/Junny+boi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RqyZ0nB_rzI/AAAAAAAAAHU/dav2sEKF5Z0/s320/Junny+boi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092614407758786354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Happy 10th month, Hun.I love you. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P/s: Never watch The break up with Cheryl. She'll go on and on about how ugly the guy is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Oh oh oh! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;MY DAD'S GIVING ME HIS LAPTOP!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/349991519900298574-6266076553685760689?l=beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/feeds/6266076553685760689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=349991519900298574&amp;postID=6266076553685760689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/6266076553685760689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/6266076553685760689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/2007/07/strands-in-your-eyes.html' title='The strands in your eyes.'/><author><name>Hazel. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646384515570794777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r76/Su-zen/hazelandjun-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RqyT83B_rxI/AAAAAAAAAHE/g7D-GAqBCA0/s72-c/28-07-07_1519.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349991519900298574.post-5197973785214477497</id><published>2007-07-26T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:32:16.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the days feels like years.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry for the lack of updates. My dad just won't lemme use the computer. But now his in Langkawi cuz of some business thingy which means I'll have the computer and the laptop all to myself. Yay me! xD okayy.. May's leaving for UK today. Awww..  Gonna miss her. &gt;.&lt;&gt; Jo's main purpose of going was to get &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAMOUS AMOS &lt;/span&gt;cookies at the airport cuz its duty free. LOL. God Jo.. But of course also to see May.. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.. Well school was school as usual. Had MM. Spent the whole 3 periods reading Hanni and Hanna's  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows&lt;/span&gt;. I want the freaking book.. Ngah. While i was reading Jun, Ed, Mel, Aaron, Zen, Mun and Louis were playing Bingo. So retarded. Lol. Oh i got my Leo vest already. Bought if from Justin. I think almost my whole Leo uni is gonna be secondhand. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RqhKz3B_rwI/AAAAAAAAAG8/cXY0x5dZC2w/s1600-h/AK000140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RqhKz3B_rwI/AAAAAAAAAG8/cXY0x5dZC2w/s320/AK000140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091401633548447490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whee.... :D Kinda big though. I want my badge..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. I haven't done my elemen 3 and my moral project. Holy Moly.. O.O I'm screwed.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; any &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Does anyone have newspapper cuttings or ariticles about turtles?&lt;/span&gt; :D I'm gonna go do me projects now. Oh! I finally downloaded Happy Feet. I'm gonna go watch it. THEN do my projects. Heh. :D Gosh I'm such a procrastinator.. Oh well tataa ppl. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/349991519900298574-5197973785214477497?l=beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/feeds/5197973785214477497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=349991519900298574&amp;postID=5197973785214477497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/5197973785214477497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/5197973785214477497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/2007/07/and-days-feels-like-years.html' title='And the days feels like years.'/><author><name>Hazel. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646384515570794777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r76/Su-zen/hazelandjun-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RqhKz3B_rwI/AAAAAAAAAG8/cXY0x5dZC2w/s72-c/AK000140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349991519900298574.post-1609928737246808994</id><published>2007-07-19T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T20:24:58.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stripped and polished.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    I wander through fiction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The look for the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buried beneath all the lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood at a distance to feel who you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiding myself &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/349991519900298574-1609928737246808994?l=beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/feeds/1609928737246808994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=349991519900298574&amp;postID=1609928737246808994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/1609928737246808994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/1609928737246808994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/2007/07/stripped-and-polished.html' title='Stripped and polished.'/><author><name>Hazel. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646384515570794777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r76/Su-zen/hazelandjun-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349991519900298574.post-7842012350354998211</id><published>2007-07-15T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:32:17.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heroes rise, heroes fall. Rise again win it all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Homg.. Woke up with a really bad feeling today. And true enough i fell down the stairs today while i was walking at the lobby. It was wet and i slipped BADABOOM! I fell stright on my knee.. :( Now my knee is throbbing with pain and i've a massive headache. Feels like its giving birth to watermelons. The computer screen is killing my eyes. eeee.. But thanks to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I want to spend my lifetime loving you&lt;/span&gt; by i forgotten who, i'm still surviving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RpntkDNFMKI/AAAAAAAAAGk/PWSHE_CQCcA/s1600-h/Camwhore.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RpntkDNFMKI/AAAAAAAAAGk/PWSHE_CQCcA/s320/Camwhore.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087358457682931874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haha. Yes i can still camwhore even when i'm sick. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rpnt6zNFMLI/AAAAAAAAAGs/hgT32nu-9RQ/s1600-h/Camwhore+1+kaleidoscope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rpnt6zNFMLI/AAAAAAAAAGs/hgT32nu-9RQ/s320/Camwhore+1+kaleidoscope.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087358848524955826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wokay.. Mummy's back with food. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;editt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went icon surfing at xanga and i found...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RpoY9jNFMMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/llzudEHjWFo/s1600-h/GREEN+EYES.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RpoY9jNFMMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/llzudEHjWFo/s320/GREEN+EYES.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087406174769590466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;THIS!!&lt;/span&gt; Homg.. look at her eyes.. THEIR SOOOOOO NICEEE...! &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;O.O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The goldfish is random. reminds me of Siew Mun. Lol. Can't see the big ass eyes though. I think i'm gonna go sleep now although its only 9. Or maybe go watch Csi. :D Oh wait. I need to ask Siew mun or Zen what subjects we have tomorrow. I was too lazy to copy down my class time table. heh. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Night night ppl. tataaa.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/349991519900298574-7842012350354998211?l=beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/feeds/7842012350354998211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=349991519900298574&amp;postID=7842012350354998211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/7842012350354998211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/7842012350354998211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/2007/07/heroes-rise-heroes-fall-rise-again-win.html' title='Heroes rise, heroes fall. Rise again win it all.'/><author><name>Hazel. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646384515570794777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r76/Su-zen/hazelandjun-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RpntkDNFMKI/AAAAAAAAAGk/PWSHE_CQCcA/s72-c/Camwhore.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349991519900298574.post-4108709192250911662</id><published>2007-07-14T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T02:05:36.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every breath you take.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just watched Next. Damn nice. Everyone should go watch but ya'll prolly already watched it already so screw that. =.= I can't believe my dad actually lets me use the computaaa.. Especially when its almost 2 in the morning. So weird.. Oh well i'm not complaining . :D Just downloaded a new song.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Straight Lines by Silverchair&lt;/span&gt;. Not bad.. Don't really know whose Silverchair though. Heh.. Ohhh!! Grey's Anatomy season 4 is starting next month. Can't wait to see how Meredith and Yang screw things up this time. Oh and Zen, you still haven't watch the other half of season 3 have you? I think i practically spoiled the whole season 3 for you already. :D hahaha. But you still have to watch it. Theres still alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Where I came from, elevators tend to become this sort of aphrodisiac, you know? People get on them and just get all horny. - Addison Shephard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zen I bet you'll laugh your ass off  when you read this. I think. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Straight Lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathing from a hole in my lung&lt;br /&gt;I had no one&lt;br /&gt;With faces in front of me&lt;br /&gt;Racing through the void in my head&lt;br /&gt;To find traces&lt;br /&gt;Of a good luck academy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh Ooh Ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sparks ignite and trade them for thought&lt;br /&gt;About no one&lt;br /&gt;And nothing in particular&lt;br /&gt;Washed the sickened socket and drove&lt;br /&gt;Resent nothing&lt;br /&gt;There's good will inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh Ooh Ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake me up lower the fever&lt;br /&gt;Walking in a straight line&lt;br /&gt;Set me on fire in the evening&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be fine&lt;br /&gt;Wake me up strong in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Walking in a straight line&lt;br /&gt;Lately I'm a desperate believer&lt;br /&gt;But walking in a straight line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I will never forget&lt;br /&gt;I felt desperate&lt;br /&gt;And stuck to the marrow&lt;br /&gt;Invisible to everyone else&lt;br /&gt;I'm a sex-change&lt;br /&gt;And a damsel with no heroine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh Ooh Ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake me up lower the fever&lt;br /&gt;Walking in a straight line&lt;br /&gt;Set me on fire in the evening&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be fine&lt;br /&gt;Wake me up strong in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Walking in a straight line&lt;br /&gt;Lately I'm a desperate believer&lt;br /&gt;But walking in a straight line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need no time to say&lt;br /&gt;There's no changing yesterday&lt;br /&gt;If we keep talking and&lt;br /&gt;I keep walking in straight lines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake me up lower the fever&lt;br /&gt;Walking in a straight line&lt;br /&gt;Set me on fire in the evening&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be fine&lt;br /&gt;Wake me up strong in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Walking in a straight line&lt;br /&gt;Lately I'm a desperate believer&lt;br /&gt;But walking in a straight line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night night people. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/349991519900298574-4108709192250911662?l=beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/feeds/4108709192250911662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=349991519900298574&amp;postID=4108709192250911662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/4108709192250911662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/4108709192250911662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/2007/07/every-breath-you-take.html' title='Every breath you take.'/><author><name>Hazel. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646384515570794777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r76/Su-zen/hazelandjun-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349991519900298574.post-313649847904889124</id><published>2007-07-13T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:32:18.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't like to share.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today is CAREER WEEK!! lol. There were lots of volunteers from all Colleges setting up booths in the hall. You could talk to them bout what kinda courses you want to take. There were like ALOTTA brochures. Countless. BUt most of the brochures are from Taylor's. Heh. I likey Taylor's. They were giving out alotta nice bags and and i think i got all of em. Oh wait.. i din get the one from Taylor's. Jia did thought. Lol. BUT i got the one for Lim Kok Wing. xD And thats actually a proper bag. Mun and i had some problem trying to get the bag. We couldn't get their attention cuz they were too busy attending to ppl who actually want to listen to them. But in the end we still got the bag and this was how it went..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Mun&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Limkokwing woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Hurry up simply choose a course and get them to explain to you bout it and they'll give lotsa brochures THEN we can get the freaking bag and go to class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Ok ok. Err... too bad they don't have Tourism. hmm.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;We do have Tourism courses actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ohhhhh. xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;*hands mun thick degree and diploma books and starts explaning to mun*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Erm. Do you have music courses?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Yeah we do. *hands me brochures and starts explaining*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;ohhhh.. ok.. O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;What form are ya'll?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Err...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;We're form 5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Oh! ok.  *starts explaning again*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....after 5 minutes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Boi this is heavy.. Do you have a bag or something i can out this into? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Yeah sure we do. *hands mun and i the bags*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;C&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;*runs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;off*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hahahahahaha. We were really happy after that. :D Here are some pictures.. Enjoyy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RpeOTzNFMGI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Dm8Mq8NMEyI/s1600-h/AK000027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RpeOTzNFMGI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Dm8Mq8NMEyI/s320/AK000027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086690774951997538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;See the Limkokwing baggy? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RpeO6DNFMHI/AAAAAAAAAGM/IyTnIKe06Jw/s1600-h/AK000028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RpeO6DNFMHI/AAAAAAAAAGM/IyTnIKe06Jw/s320/AK000028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086691432081993842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;These are just SOME of the brochures i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RpePgzNFMII/AAAAAAAAAGU/mP-4chs25f8/s1600-h/AK000029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RpePgzNFMII/AAAAAAAAAGU/mP-4chs25f8/s320/AK000029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086692097801924738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I got these two books bout business for 4 bucks. heh. Not bad la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out something bout myself. I hate to think. Well bout certain stuff. Thinking sucks. God.. Life sucks. High school sucks. Bah.. I'm gonna go bloat myself up with whatever i can find in the fridge. Night ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. and Zen came back from cambodia.. Naked kids and 5 men on a motorbike. Funnay.. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p/s : It is not ok and something is going to happen. You're just sugar coating it you dumb dumb. Theres no need for that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/349991519900298574-313649847904889124?l=beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/feeds/313649847904889124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=349991519900298574&amp;postID=313649847904889124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/313649847904889124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/313649847904889124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-dont-like-to-share.html' title='I don&apos;t like to share.'/><author><name>Hazel. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646384515570794777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r76/Su-zen/hazelandjun-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RpeOTzNFMGI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Dm8Mq8NMEyI/s72-c/AK000027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349991519900298574.post-7375216954269745589</id><published>2007-07-08T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T21:25:59.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time square can't shine as bright as you, I sware its true.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I studied until 2 yesterday. =.= Or at least i TRIED to study. :D I was alone for half the day today. My parents went to Nilai Memorial Park. They didn't let me go. So i was left alone. And it rained in the afternoon. I was so god damn scared. The wind made that scary whistley sound. And worse of all.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I WAS HUNGRAAYYYYY&lt;/span&gt;. =.= I was too scared to go to the kitchen to make myself a sandwich cuz it was so dark. I know on the lights. But i was wayyy too scared to get my ass if the bed. heh. XD So i spent the whole afternoon listening to music and imagining bout food. So depressing.. I did study though. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zen is gonna go to Cambodia tomorrow. I can't believe you're ditching for the rest of the week.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;I'm all alone...theres no one there beside me&lt;/span&gt;. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/349991519900298574-7375216954269745589?l=beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/feeds/7375216954269745589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=349991519900298574&amp;postID=7375216954269745589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/7375216954269745589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/7375216954269745589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/2007/07/time-square-cant-shine-as-bright-as-you.html' title='Time square can&apos;t shine as bright as you, I sware its true.'/><author><name>Hazel. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646384515570794777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r76/Su-zen/hazelandjun-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349991519900298574.post-2242218694476404011</id><published>2007-07-07T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:32:18.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Straight Lines.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FINALLY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haha. Finally my mom lets me go online after don't know how long. Anyways.. nothing much happened this week. We had the prefects installation and we form 3's had to stay back after assembly to get a long useless lecture from our stupid principal, Pn. Norsham. Talking bout our PMR  and how we're disturbing the form 5's and how our grades aren't good enough and that we weren't doing our work in class If this years batch of form 3's gets outstanding results for PMR, it'll be so funny. Lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh yeah. My uncle got me an mp4. IT HAS A CAMERA IN IT!!! Cool.. :D its only 2 mega pixels. But  I'm not complaining cuz its sure as hell better then my phones camera which is only 0.3 freaking mega pixels. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Ro9ylg6MKjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/wVpi_zp-sys/s1600-h/07-07-07_1902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Ro9ylg6MKjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/wVpi_zp-sys/s320/07-07-07_1902.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084408493139307058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Looks kinda big i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday Tucky bought a bottle of glow sticks to school. We played with it and toke some really pretty pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Ro-d-g6MKmI/AAAAAAAAAFc/bRxZFIFmevw/s1600-h/05-07-07_1046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Ro-d-g6MKmI/AAAAAAAAAFc/bRxZFIFmevw/s320/05-07-07_1046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084456201636031074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Ro-eew6MKoI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Zna8rzCFG1U/s1600-h/05-07-07_1047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Ro-eew6MKoI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Zna8rzCFG1U/s320/05-07-07_1047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084456755686812290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pretty aren't they? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are betta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Ro-fug6MKpI/AAAAAAAAAF0/L_5jSq0ou78/s1600-h/glowing+ball.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Ro-fug6MKpI/AAAAAAAAAF0/L_5jSq0ou78/s320/glowing+ball.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084458125781379730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Ro-f8Q6MKqI/AAAAAAAAAF8/UQjG0SjyREY/s1600-h/prettyy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Ro-f8Q6MKqI/AAAAAAAAAF8/UQjG0SjyREY/s320/prettyy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084458362004581026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:D Cs made those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go park shuffle... ngah. Mom and dad being bitches. Kanasai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I accidentally TER - dl porn today cuz i was helping my dad dl one of the heroes eps. HOMG.. First i heard moaning and thank god i didn't see anything cuz i closed the window before anything appeared on the screen. Phew.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;p/s&lt;/span&gt;: Someone remind me NEVER to offer Yang Zheng ice cream ever. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/349991519900298574-2242218694476404011?l=beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/feeds/2242218694476404011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=349991519900298574&amp;postID=2242218694476404011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/2242218694476404011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/2242218694476404011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/2007/07/straight-lines.html' title='Straight Lines.'/><author><name>Hazel. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646384515570794777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r76/Su-zen/hazelandjun-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Ro9ylg6MKjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/wVpi_zp-sys/s72-c/07-07-07_1902.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349991519900298574.post-3611905481460313770</id><published>2007-07-03T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T13:50:59.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He asked?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hello. (:&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the major lack of updates. I'll update this as soon as I get the chance to go online long enough to type a proper post. Which should be tonight. Hopefully... hmm. I hate today. heh. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/349991519900298574-3611905481460313770?l=beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/feeds/3611905481460313770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=349991519900298574&amp;postID=3611905481460313770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/3611905481460313770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/3611905481460313770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/2007/07/he-asked.html' title='He asked?'/><author><name>Hazel. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646384515570794777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r76/Su-zen/hazelandjun-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349991519900298574.post-4734296426742728475</id><published>2007-06-25T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:32:19.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My hearts like an open highway.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hello hello hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've nothing to blog about cuz i didn't go cheer. WHY? Actually i don't know why. But i think its cuz i overslept. heh. :D I was also suppose to go for Taman Tun's IU day on saturday. But i just know my parents wouldn't let so no point asking. So instead, on saturday I went down with some of my cousins and Ian's familia to KL Kampung Baru/Bharu for nasi lemak. Again. Ate like a pig. I got Lecka Lecka AGAIN. God.. i feel so lifeless doing the exact same thing i did last week. =.=  Toke some random pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rn-u957wxgI/AAAAAAAAAEs/vSyhH0DocTU/s1600-h/23-06-07_2104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rn-u957wxgI/AAAAAAAAAEs/vSyhH0DocTU/s320/23-06-07_2104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079971283243943426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I look like I've one eye only. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rn-vS57wxhI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Padub4n6TcI/s1600-h/23-06-07_2016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rn-vS57wxhI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Padub4n6TcI/s320/23-06-07_2016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079971644021196306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rn-vzp7wxiI/AAAAAAAAAE8/iMm5ka4au4I/s1600-h/23-06-07_2051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rn-vzp7wxiI/AAAAAAAAAE8/iMm5ka4au4I/s320/23-06-07_2051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079972206661912098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i LOVE their sign board. So bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know my camera suck balls. If i'm not mistaken its only 0.3 megapixels. O.O Compare to the canggih-ness of todays phones, mines like SHIT. Anyho.. school was ok. Wait, maybe not. Found out something bout a certain someone. :D Eeeek! Gonna have to wear pinafore tomorrow. I hope Siew Mun remembers to wear hers. Oh oh oh! I've gotta go remind Siew Mun bout Charlie and the Chocolate factory. And Jun bout Next. Does anyone have an interesting book to borrow me? I'm dead bored at home. Ngah.. Wooh.. I see Prison Break. Wentworth Miller... *Drewls. Gotta go. Buh Bye.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i get to kiss you baby just because i can.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever comes our way Ohwe'll see it through.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you know thats what our love can do.&lt;br /&gt;And in this crazy life,&lt;br /&gt;And through these crazy times,&lt;br /&gt;Its you, Its you,&lt;br /&gt;You make me sing,&lt;br /&gt;You're every line,&lt;br /&gt;You're every word,&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE EVERYTHING. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/349991519900298574-4734296426742728475?l=beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/feeds/4734296426742728475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=349991519900298574&amp;postID=4734296426742728475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/4734296426742728475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/4734296426742728475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-hearts-like-open-highway.html' title='My hearts like an open highway.'/><author><name>Hazel. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646384515570794777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r76/Su-zen/hazelandjun-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rn-u957wxgI/AAAAAAAAAEs/vSyhH0DocTU/s72-c/23-06-07_2104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349991519900298574.post-3791611740400561910</id><published>2007-06-22T14:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:32:19.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its not fair how you are.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I slept at 1 yesterday. ZOMG.. almost died this morning. I woke up so late my van almost let without me. Although..  I wouldn't really mind cuz then I've a reason to skip school. :D I definitely can't ask my dad to fetch me cuz its practically impossible to wake him up this early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. school sucked today. For me at least. We had gotong- royong the first two periods. Zen and i were suppose to wipe the windows. But we ended up playing with the bucket instead. Lol. Our bucket was filled with water and dirty old wet newspaper in it. EEEUUUCCKKK! So zen and I carried it to the toilet to wash it and all. Actually more like Zen washed it. Lol. I just stood there and watch her wash the bucket with the soap while i did my hair. heh. :D Later on we had Kh, recess and then science. Science was fun. We did and experiment today. Kinda cool. But I was doing my Kh half the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Overall, today sucked. Bored like shit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg open day is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;TOMORROW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;. O.O holy mother of god I'm panicking like shit. So bloody scared. I'm so screwed. AND right now I'm so pissed at a certain someone. So so so bloody pissed. askjfoasjfopiajfkndfkjkdf.  AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! I could pull all my hair off now. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnt6Dp7wxfI/AAAAAAAAAEk/l1DyUW7yeZQ/s1600-h/Picture+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnt6Dp7wxfI/AAAAAAAAAEk/l1DyUW7yeZQ/s320/Picture+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078787208005076466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;KAKI PONTENG!!!! Pissing off but i still love it. heh. -_____-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/349991519900298574-3791611740400561910?l=beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/feeds/3791611740400561910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=349991519900298574&amp;postID=3791611740400561910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/3791611740400561910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/3791611740400561910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/2007/06/and-i-get-to-kiss-you-baby-just-because.html' title='Its not fair how you are.'/><author><name>Hazel. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646384515570794777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r76/Su-zen/hazelandjun-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnt6Dp7wxfI/AAAAAAAAAEk/l1DyUW7yeZQ/s72-c/Picture+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349991519900298574.post-8539371502461392556</id><published>2007-06-21T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:32:22.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me go home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Camwhored &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt; yesterday. Lol. Esspecially with Derek. His in most of the pictures. hahaha. so funn... So heres are the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; pictures...enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnpv6Z7wxHI/AAAAAAAAABk/9zSSY_kk4YU/s1600-h/Derek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnpv6Z7wxHI/AAAAAAAAABk/9zSSY_kk4YU/s320/Derek.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078494578998297714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lol. This should be Derek's trademask pose. Its so YOU Derek! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnpwf57wxII/AAAAAAAAABs/_M0kQO5iD1E/s1600-h/ohhhh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnpwf57wxII/AAAAAAAAABs/_M0kQO5iD1E/s320/ohhhh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078495223243392130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bimbo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RnpxPZ7wxJI/AAAAAAAAAB0/o1-IX2CsvY8/s1600-h/poke...jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RnpxPZ7wxJI/AAAAAAAAAB0/o1-IX2CsvY8/s320/poke...jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078496039287178386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lala much? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we'll go to the "piling on top each other pictures". Enjoyy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnpx8Z7wxKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/iJ8YAcxna9o/s1600-h/Cheryl+and+Zen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnpx8Z7wxKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/iJ8YAcxna9o/s320/Cheryl+and+Zen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078496812381291682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;First it started of with just Zen and Cheryl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnpyl57wxLI/AAAAAAAAACE/ywGa5DiNqzw/s1600-h/Zen,+Cheryl,+Me,+Siew+Mun,.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnpyl57wxLI/AAAAAAAAACE/ywGa5DiNqzw/s320/Zen,+Cheryl,+Me,+Siew+Mun,.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078497525345862834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And then came Siew Mun and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnp-mJ7wxYI/AAAAAAAAADs/jtueZL97GUA/s1600-h/May+Proposing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnp-mJ7wxYI/AAAAAAAAADs/jtueZL97GUA/s320/May+Proposing.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078510723780363650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;May proposed to Siew Mun after that. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RnpzZp7wxMI/AAAAAAAAACM/6f7G2OVk8ZA/s1600-h/and+than+the+boys+came+in...JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RnpzZp7wxMI/AAAAAAAAACM/6f7G2OVk8ZA/s320/and+than+the+boys+came+in...JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078498414404093122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And THEN the guys came in. Jun, Kun and Derek. Derek looks like his humping Kun. Hahahahaha. :D I think Zen's legs almost died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys played a game where they lied on each others legs and support each other. Funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnp0hZ7wxNI/AAAAAAAAACU/98Qf8_vQ_Hw/s1600-h/4+guys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnp0hZ7wxNI/AAAAAAAAACU/98Qf8_vQ_Hw/s320/4+guys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078499647059707090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Looks so uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnp0257wxOI/AAAAAAAAACc/QCfVf2mBmvE/s1600-h/4+guys+again...jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnp0257wxOI/AAAAAAAAACc/QCfVf2mBmvE/s320/4+guys+again...jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078500016426894562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later our relieve teacher came in and allt he guys settled down. So Jun, Siew Mun, Jia, Zen and I played that ABC hand slapping game thingy. Lol. I won once.. yay me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnp1oJ7wxPI/AAAAAAAAACk/H_BWn9OHM1o/s1600-h/ABC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnp1oJ7wxPI/AAAAAAAAACk/H_BWn9OHM1o/s320/ABC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078500862535451890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXY.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnp2CJ7wxQI/AAAAAAAAACs/7X1yg7rSrYE/s1600-h/ABC2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnp2CJ7wxQI/AAAAAAAAACs/7X1yg7rSrYE/s320/ABC2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078501309212050690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;......Z!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some random pictures we toke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnp2dJ7wxRI/AAAAAAAAAC0/XQbjv8lXlRE/s1600-h/Zen+and+i.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnp2dJ7wxRI/AAAAAAAAAC0/XQbjv8lXlRE/s320/Zen+and+i.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078501773068518674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I like this picture. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnp3Jp7wxSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/UoGKTc9esEg/s1600-h/interesting...jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnp3Jp7wxSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/UoGKTc9esEg/s320/interesting...jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078502537572697378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ooooooooooooo... whats that? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnp3pJ7wxTI/AAAAAAAAADE/GRQzfCnQ0ks/s1600-h/scary....jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnp3pJ7wxTI/AAAAAAAAADE/GRQzfCnQ0ks/s320/scary....jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078503078738576690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ganas nyerr... O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnp4Up7wxVI/AAAAAAAAADU/5rg8andIo1Y/s1600-h/Zen,+Derek,+and+i.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnp4Up7wxVI/AAAAAAAAADU/5rg8andIo1Y/s320/Zen,+Derek,+and+i.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078503826062886226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Zen, Derek and I. OHHMAAGODD WHERE ARE MY EYES???!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnp9wJ7wxWI/AAAAAAAAADc/CvX7zqyreNE/s1600-h/the+guys...jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnp9wJ7wxWI/AAAAAAAAADc/CvX7zqyreNE/s320/the+guys...jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078509796067427682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kun, Mel, Louis and Derek. This picture reminds me of  a very cute picture I have in my computer of Derek, Wee Giap, Levin, Nicholas and Desmond. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnp-LZ7wxXI/AAAAAAAAADk/8lcVIV20Too/s1600-h/Puan+Rohaizah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnp-LZ7wxXI/AAAAAAAAADk/8lcVIV20Too/s320/Puan+Rohaizah.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078510264218862962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Puan Rohaiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnp_ZZ7wxZI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Kza6g6VAmEQ/s1600-h/mel%27s+sexay+legs...jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnp_ZZ7wxZI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Kza6g6VAmEQ/s320/mel%27s+sexay+legs...jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078511604248659346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mel's sexy legs... WOOT! Sexay Seaxaaayyy!!! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todayy... not as fun as yesterday. We had MM and the guys played that lying on each others legs thingy again.  It was Kun, Jun, Mel and Louis against Cs, Ed, Nic, and Tucky. And of course Kun they all won. I think they all got use to it already. Lol. Later, they tried making a rectangular instead of a square this time. It was Jun, Kun, Ed, Jo Wein, Louis, Mel and Aaron. Lol. It wasn't that bad. k Kinda cool Infact. And here are the pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RnqXdZ7wxaI/AAAAAAAAAD8/D7v8m8FdUUM/s1600-h/competition.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RnqXdZ7wxaI/AAAAAAAAAD8/D7v8m8FdUUM/s320/competition.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078538061247202722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cs they all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RnqYIZ7wxbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/a-MbHW98XDs/s1600-h/so+united.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RnqYIZ7wxbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/a-MbHW98XDs/s320/so+united.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078538799981577650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mel and Thian Fook holding hands. aww.. so united.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RnqYoZ7wxcI/AAAAAAAAAEM/44veKZioN3I/s1600-h/united.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RnqYoZ7wxcI/AAAAAAAAAEM/44veKZioN3I/s320/united.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078539349737391554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahaha. Their all holding each others hands. All for one, one for all? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RnqZnJ7wxeI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ifmY08C9TUc/s1600-h/rectangle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/RnqZnJ7wxeI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ifmY08C9TUc/s320/rectangle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078540427774182882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is the rectangle they made. Not bad eyh?  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. is anyone going to school tomorrow? I heard theres some gotong-royong thingy going on. I'm so lazzzyyyy to do it. I just did my duty today. Gah. Oh well, i guess i'm going. (not that i really have a choice anyway =.=) Okie i'm sleepy. Nighty night ppl . (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/349991519900298574-8539371502461392556?l=beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/feeds/8539371502461392556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=349991519900298574&amp;postID=8539371502461392556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/8539371502461392556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/8539371502461392556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/2007/06/let-me-go-home.html' title='Let me go home.'/><author><name>Hazel. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646384515570794777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r76/Su-zen/hazelandjun-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnpv6Z7wxHI/AAAAAAAAABk/9zSSY_kk4YU/s72-c/Derek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349991519900298574.post-4187401625320462980</id><published>2007-06-20T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:32:22.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flyyyyingggggg without wingsssss</title><content type='html'>HI &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;HAZEL CHIA CHUI CHUI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my bottle of perfume back by tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photobucket's taking damn long to load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078088751833465794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnj-0J7ww8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VZzAkDJYn9s/s320/something.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;We're just not sure what it is. :)&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/349991519900298574-4187401625320462980?l=beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/feeds/4187401625320462980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=349991519900298574&amp;postID=4187401625320462980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/4187401625320462980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/4187401625320462980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/2007/06/hi-hazel-chia-chui-chui-haha.html' title='flyyyyingggggg without wingsssss'/><author><name>Hazel. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646384515570794777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r76/Su-zen/hazelandjun-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJsrSKGUOxM/Rnj-0J7ww8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VZzAkDJYn9s/s72-c/something.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349991519900298574.post-8627205993561440129</id><published>2007-06-19T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T14:04:11.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shriveled Prune.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELLO PEOPLE..... (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;For some reason, i feel like a shriveled up prune now. hmmm.. :/&lt;br /&gt;Wokay this is so not a way to start my first post for my new bloggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, welcome? lol. gosh.. Screw this. This me blog. If you don't like, don't read it. If you like it well.. then read it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened to day in school. May and Siew Mun didn't come. Zen and i were left alone with the guys and all we did the whole day was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;SLEEEEEPPPP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.... But surprisingly we got all our work done. lol. Oh and Lim Su Zen is gonna get her Bass Agent hoody tomorrow. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;gkfdjighdfkgnoidfhgkfdmgldfjglkjfoihgjfkgjisfgksfjgiojgkserjiygj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Gah... and Eugene is getting one too. Tucky is most prolly getting one also. Its so prettyyyy.... O.O&lt;br /&gt;Ok Hazel's hungry now. I'm gonna get myself some fooodd.&lt;br /&gt;Till then.. play safe kids! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/349991519900298574-8627205993561440129?l=beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/feeds/8627205993561440129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=349991519900298574&amp;postID=8627205993561440129' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/8627205993561440129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349991519900298574/posts/default/8627205993561440129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifully-fragile.blogspot.com/2007/06/shriveled-prune.html' title='Shriveled Prune.'/><author><name>Hazel. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646384515570794777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r76/Su-zen/hazelandjun-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
