<?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-1578287828403074429</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:05:30.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BurntHeroin</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-2423030249971387562</id><published>2012-02-16T16:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-16T18:02:08.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#55 - We'll almost fall apart, then burn to pieces, so watch them turn to dust</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C-xJqq6S3Kk/TzzDhFYVrgI/AAAAAAAACLM/8VKUSdwKoRA/s1600/428706_10150585209062020_615297019_8785054_437402990_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 499px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709653400746307074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C-xJqq6S3Kk/TzzDhFYVrgI/AAAAAAAACLM/8VKUSdwKoRA/s400/428706_10150585209062020_615297019_8785054_437402990_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hope to meet up this Saturday with the rest of the dancers and friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;On a side note....MY FACE DAMN FAT :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Back from work!!! The crowd is pretty small on a weekday, even though I report for work at 10am, we only get a rush of customers from around 1pm onwards, so it's almost 2 hours of slacking! 10-11am is used to start preparing the shop and ice cream. I think I walked a lot slower today haha I was aching EVERYWHERE from the dance session on Tuesday!!!! My butt my upper thigh and my calves haha but hey at least I know I got a good workout in those places. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Bought cream cheese and butter on my way back, gonna bake cream cheese brownies either tonight or tomorrow!! ☺ I REALLY MUST STOP EATING ALL THIS CHOCOLATE AND CAKES AND BISCUITS!!! But they're so goooooooood omg I swear I eat ice cream almost everyday now. Okay should be thankful I'm fortunate to be able to have them in my tummy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I just remembered this! When I went for dance on Tuesday the teacher mentioned that the class was welcome to participate in the recital that Danzpeople was gonna hold on May 4th (if I didn't hear wrongly!) I thought she was inviting us to watch but no she was actually offering an opportunity to perform!! And it's gonna be a piece with awesome music ie. 2NE1's I Am The Best &amp;amp; Beyonce~ I don't know why she offered it to us, cos usually they get the best students or those with more experience than us to perform, so I think there will most probably be an audition or something! I'm rather interested though, after all it's really such a rare chance, and I'm gonna do my best for it ^^ Hopefully everything goes well and...... a few months down the road I'll be trying to persuade people to come watch me HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;DINZ TIME MY TUMMY IS GROWLING. Peace ouuuuuuut and I'll update again soon! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;xx&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/1578287828403074429-2423030249971387562?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/2423030249971387562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2012/02/55-well-almost-fall-apart-then-burn-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/2423030249971387562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/2423030249971387562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2012/02/55-well-almost-fall-apart-then-burn-to.html' title='#55 - We&apos;ll almost fall apart, then burn to pieces, so watch them turn to dust'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C-xJqq6S3Kk/TzzDhFYVrgI/AAAAAAAACLM/8VKUSdwKoRA/s72-c/428706_10150585209062020_615297019_8785054_437402990_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-3051545856185560472</id><published>2012-02-15T13:05:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T13:28:48.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#54 - Under haunted skies I see you, where love is lost your ghost is found</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PJ-qPyFbTOc/Tzs9tfutNHI/AAAAAAAACLE/tGfsmSGp_-o/s1600/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PJ-qPyFbTOc/Tzs9tfutNHI/AAAAAAAACLE/tGfsmSGp_-o/s400/17.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709224804443042930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FZCEPDQTsw8/Tzs9tebP0uI/AAAAAAAACK0/BxePSMnx9Ks/s1600/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FZCEPDQTsw8/Tzs9tebP0uI/AAAAAAAACK0/BxePSMnx9Ks/s400/16.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709224804092990178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FIdqzhWDlsM/Tzs9okX_w0I/AAAAAAAACKo/XgIMXdBGNR0/s1600/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FIdqzhWDlsM/Tzs9okX_w0I/AAAAAAAACKo/XgIMXdBGNR0/s400/15.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709224719790621506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I don't even know....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4YCvandG0AE/Tzs9oEmTzkI/AAAAAAAACKc/kImljHr2Z5o/s1600/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4YCvandG0AE/Tzs9oEmTzkI/AAAAAAAACKc/kImljHr2Z5o/s400/14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709224711260720706" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I don't know why but this is a must do whenever a lot of dancers gather hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1nav6IK2TMg/Tzs9n6Sh9gI/AAAAAAAACKQ/c48Nu3sC2_Q/s1600/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1nav6IK2TMg/Tzs9n6Sh9gI/AAAAAAAACKQ/c48Nu3sC2_Q/s400/13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709224708493407746" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;LEGS DAMN NOOOONG LA JEALOUS MAX.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UyQMAXT0Hss/Tzs9nHoS1XI/AAAAAAAACKI/WreX6ksgrfg/s1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UyQMAXT0Hss/Tzs9nHoS1XI/AAAAAAAACKI/WreX6ksgrfg/s400/12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709224694894482802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8u2AJlMlSP0/Tzs9nDDu37I/AAAAAAAACJ4/mXdXGonuEVo/s1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8u2AJlMlSP0/Tzs9nDDu37I/AAAAAAAACJ4/mXdXGonuEVo/s400/11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709224693667389362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm supposed to be mock biting Jo LOL but somehow it looks like I'm looking for dandruff in his hair omg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oSFPNmhA614/Tzs9eesUi1I/AAAAAAAACJs/LdO1UoNrWTM/s1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oSFPNmhA614/Tzs9eesUi1I/AAAAAAAACJs/LdO1UoNrWTM/s400/10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709224546466564946" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Girls bring the boys out~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NXaneWvhCpU/Tzs9drDapAI/AAAAAAAACJg/nAZnnlLOTng/s1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NXaneWvhCpU/Tzs9drDapAI/AAAAAAAACJg/nAZnnlLOTng/s400/9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709224532604789762" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Guy BFF &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qS_nkHt5iHg/Tzs9dH0W78I/AAAAAAAACJQ/y0aMgdLP8hw/s1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qS_nkHt5iHg/Tzs9dH0W78I/AAAAAAAACJQ/y0aMgdLP8hw/s400/8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709224523146391490" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;CANNOT RESIST DOING THIS POSE HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-meh7AuHaB3o/Tzs9c_CA5sI/AAAAAAAACJE/hiHa249HXAY/s1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-meh7AuHaB3o/Tzs9c_CA5sI/AAAAAAAACJE/hiHa249HXAY/s400/7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709224520787748546" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;So tall for what why never donate some inches to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C2SND_ubJv0/Tzs9cjz67xI/AAAAAAAACI8/ErtLWYTwwrM/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C2SND_ubJv0/Tzs9cjz67xI/AAAAAAAACI8/ErtLWYTwwrM/s400/6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709224513480879890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IFx52Teh9_0/Tzs9UJrY0JI/AAAAAAAACIs/WUpD7XdrSk4/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IFx52Teh9_0/Tzs9UJrY0JI/AAAAAAAACIs/WUpD7XdrSk4/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709224369026814098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6NIYnLHcslY/Tzs9UGFxGaI/AAAAAAAACIg/vKaNeyvpqNo/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6NIYnLHcslY/Tzs9UGFxGaI/AAAAAAAACIg/vKaNeyvpqNo/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709224368063715746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R9YzTv8pErY/Tzs9T3GZ0wI/AAAAAAAACIY/KRBmgzAwcqI/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R9YzTv8pErY/Tzs9T3GZ0wI/AAAAAAAACIY/KRBmgzAwcqI/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709224364039852802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;There's a whole series of shots that look like those kind of clubbing photos haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lS2JWZM7R5g/Tzs9TLNFwxI/AAAAAAAACIM/M6ZmBDXyE34/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lS2JWZM7R5g/Tzs9TLNFwxI/AAAAAAAACIM/M6ZmBDXyE34/s400/5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709224352256738066" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;On the train back home, green line people ^^ (Our skin tone all damn different haha I'm so yellow la!! Or is it fair. *Pray it's fair*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7aP83eQgu5s/Tzs9S8A_GfI/AAAAAAAACIA/u4y64xpveOA/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7aP83eQgu5s/Tzs9S8A_GfI/AAAAAAAACIA/u4y64xpveOA/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709224348179438066" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;This was when Char and I had an impromptu meet up before I started work and she went to watch a movie~ She ordered a double scoop of ice cream only but my manager was super nice and gave us a free brownie!!! Super nomz. Still got a 30% discount after that hehehe so total bill was only $7.80 instead of like an exorbitant $17++!! So come visit me more often ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;So........yesterday was Valentine's Day! Felt kinda weird as it was the first V-day that wasn't spent in school with friends :( I miss the spirit of gift giving!! It wasn't called Friendship Day for nothing! Miss the hectic rushing around to find people, miss the exchanging of handwritten notes &amp;amp; presents, miss baking for people and wrapping the prezzies up, miss the hugs and all the laughter we would share :( Especially the times in AHS. Those times just seem more heart-warming and poignant now. I spent my V-day with my 18 boyfriends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Mr Coffee, Mr Mango &amp;amp; Passionfruit, Mr Strawberry Cheesecake, Mr Belgian Chocolate, Mr Green Tea, Mr Raspberry Sorbet, Mr Chocolate Midnight Cookies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Yeah my 18 tubs of ice cream. HAHAHA well it wasn't that baaaad a V-day actually, did a cake delivery today again and got to rest for a while in a cab to Loyang &amp;gt;8D Rushed off at 3, headed home and showered, grabbed my zebra pweeeenz gym bag and went to Pomo for dance~ Today's session was a lot more focused on street jazz than hiphop and isolation, pretty fun :) MY STAMINA SUCKS. BIG TIME HARDCORE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Was so exhausted halfway omg and as usual I was the only one perspiring like crazy, at the end of the session I looked like I took a long shower while everyone else were so dry and fresh -.- WHY ARE MY SWEAT GLANDS SO ACTIVE WHY. F said maybe it was my metabolism rate being really high?! Really ah haha I HOPE SO. Burn those fats burn burn burn~ Went to Bugis after that to get my purple Beats earpiece!!!!! Like finally! I went there once a few weeks ago to buy them but they didn't have purple, according to the guy at the shop, sales have been crazy good and I guess purple's a really popular colour! So only managed to buy the orange one for H but left empty-handed for myself :( Really happy that I got it and by the way, I didn't get purple cos I like Bieber. It's just unfortunate that Hogod and Bieber have the same fav colour okay haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Anyhoo I updated the layout slightly, am gonna find a new image for my sidebar! I really don't like taking selcas and using them and it's reeeeeeeaaaaaally rare when I actually post shots of myself so...shall stick to using gorgeous Tumblr girls/pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;In my satin strawberry PJs now after nomming on yumz udon for lunch (yes I like PJs I'm such a grandma), gonna watch my reality shows whooooo ^^ Update again sooooooooon! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;xx&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/1578287828403074429-3051545856185560472?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/3051545856185560472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2012/02/54-under-haunted-skies-i-see-you-where.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/3051545856185560472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/3051545856185560472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2012/02/54-under-haunted-skies-i-see-you-where.html' title='#54 - Under haunted skies I see you, where love is lost your ghost is found'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PJ-qPyFbTOc/Tzs9tfutNHI/AAAAAAAACLE/tGfsmSGp_-o/s72-c/17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-8565108311458736053</id><published>2012-02-10T15:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T16:42:28.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#53 - Through chaos as it swirls, it's us against the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z3r8cjP64nw/TzdzOHHNIKI/AAAAAAAACEU/3xxlHxCvFVc/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708157738980024482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z3r8cjP64nw/TzdzOHHNIKI/AAAAAAAACEU/3xxlHxCvFVc/s320/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; I really really miss this :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Not just the dancing, (the exercising too I'm such a lazy bum nowadays boohoo me) but the people! This picture kinda shows all our personalities ahahaha I'm not gonna analyse it, I'll leave it up to you to ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708157683452204034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dJKM46ZR2wc/TzdzK4QV1AI/AAAAAAAACEI/K_wbcJBXltQ/s320/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was lunch today! (Yes I have an unhealthy obsession with food I LOVE IT TOO MUCH). Daddy cooked steak and butter rice, made salad for himself, and heated up popcorn chicken! Smoked salmon as side dish :) I'm so blessed yes I know haha my family loves to eat as much as I do! You probably can say I'm influenced by them. So today I had ALL OF THAT + two raisin cream cheese buns + two almond cookies + quarter durian egg tart (It doesn't taste as bad as it sounds actually and btw I'm not a durian lover, more like the 'if you put in front of me I'll just eat it' type + four squares of chocolate FML all the calories.&lt;br /&gt;Sighsighsighsighsigh okay I should be thankful I have all this food but how in the world am I not gonna grow another layer of fats soon :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NmslT1jaNO4/TzdxT5t6UzI/AAAAAAAACD8/0D1slOKLAAk/s1600/IMG_0903.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708155639440233266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NmslT1jaNO4/TzdxT5t6UzI/AAAAAAAACD8/0D1slOKLAAk/s320/IMG_0903.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; BARBARA PALVIN IS ONE OF MY TOP FAVOURITE MODELS OMG LOOK AT HER SHE'S FLAWLESS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;*runs off to cry at own imperfections fml why am I so hideous*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;One bad thing about being on Tumblr and following fashion blogs/hipster blogs is that your dashboard is just full of perfect girls like her and you just scroll and scroll and scrrrrooooollll and it's still all perfection sigh. Not to mention, when I was on Twitter I saw an interesting link to Xiaxue's blogpost on fat people and a few hundred clicks &amp;amp; 2 hours later I had scrolled the bejeesus out of my mouse, I read the popular blogs. Like, THE blogs. I.e. Xiaxue, Sophie, Cheesie, Dawn, Pxdkitty etc etc. It's...........pretty interesting? To take a peep into their lives and see what it's like to be them. But somehow I just feel like it's not ideal to be them Idk just my thoughts. Lazy to explain. (Can I blame it on the afternoon heat that's roasting my brain cells thankQ)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyhoo, back to work tomorrow! I'm really glad I got a job in the F&amp;amp;B industry. I don't think I can stand having to face a computer screen all day long and just sit there like a pile of fats doing admin work. Not only is it bawring as hell I don't get any exercise except my fingers. So no thankQ, customer service job for me baby! Honestly it's tiring, having to smile and give the best service all the time especially when you're starving and all you want to do is sit down for 5 minutes but when I see the little kids enjoying their icecream I'm really happy :&amp;gt; And sometimes they play with me hehehe there was this little boy who played peek-a-boo with me aww so adorbz!!!!! I'm such a sucker for kids seriously everytime I point out a super cute baby my mum will go "你生一个啦!!!!" LOL MUM NO OBVIOUSLY NOT. Okay I've diverted from what I wanted to say and that was this particularly embarrassing incident during work last week. So this group of 3 came in and ordered a fondue set. (WHICH IS A BITCH TO WASH UP EURGHHH.) When I put the tray on the table one of the guys asked me "Excuse me, what kind of chocolate is this?" Guess what I said. Of all the idiotic things to say......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I said "Melted chocolate..." and then ran away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MELTED CHOCOLATE. OF ALL THINGS TO SAY OMG I'M STILL FEELING SO EMBARRASSED NOW SERIOUSLY I BET HE THOUGHT I WAS A BIMBO OR SOMETHING.&lt;/strong&gt; (Okay bimbo is pretty but stupid so no shouldn't use bimbo should use stupid) Oh man. Btw the answer is dark chocolate. Sigh gaise. My face. Dunno where to put already I guess I'll just leave it in the dustbin :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Googling for recipes to bake! Chocolate nutella and hazelnuts. I'm craving chocolate cake, a super thick slice with a lot of fudge and sauce on top and the craving is not going awaaaaaaayyyy. If you buy cake or actually any other dessert outside it's rather expensive, so I'm just gonna bake my own! :&amp;gt; Good luck to me *crosses fingers* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Off to watch all the reality shows + dramas that I haven't been catching up with!!! Too busy reading my books heh btw my record is 2 books a day and the books are &amp;gt;500 pages long okay!!! (What kind if achievement is this I don't even...) Watching MBLAQ's Hello Baby + Tadah It's B.A.P + gonna start on Shut Up! Flower Boy Band (what a stupid name seriously but I'm only watching it for Myungsoo who's not even my bias but that's beside the point cos everyone knows there's no such thing as a 'bias list' when it comes to Infinite LOL) + Birth Of A Family the last few episodes!!! DANG THAT IS A LOT OF SHOWS HAHA. So happy watching to me ^^ Update soon, bye gaise xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1578287828403074429-8565108311458736053?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/8565108311458736053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2012/02/53-through-chaos-as-it-swirls-its-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/8565108311458736053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/8565108311458736053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2012/02/53-through-chaos-as-it-swirls-its-us.html' title='#53 - Through chaos as it swirls, it&apos;s us against the world'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z3r8cjP64nw/TzdzOHHNIKI/AAAAAAAACEU/3xxlHxCvFVc/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-1338311674811088577</id><published>2012-02-10T15:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T15:42:17.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#52 - You set it again, my heart's in motion, every word feels like a shooting star</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sOoGKSVJEZU/TzTDSQvowWI/AAAAAAAACDw/auo6OI1jRjM/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707401346285093218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sOoGKSVJEZU/TzTDSQvowWI/AAAAAAAACDw/auo6OI1jRjM/s320/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Went to the library recently, this was my haul! Thank goodness there's a direct bus home from Tampines library if not I would have DIED carrying these books home. Looks like a little pile but there are 15 books omg. Anyhoo, Imma be a happy little hermit/bookworm this weekend~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HaiUafDMSUg/TzTDMSPoYeI/AAAAAAAACDk/hNm8Xyar57I/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707401243608506850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HaiUafDMSUg/TzTDMSPoYeI/AAAAAAAACDk/hNm8Xyar57I/s320/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u3LjZHUVmm8/TzTDDHaC9PI/AAAAAAAACDY/Y75b_j8wF8Q/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707401086080578802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u3LjZHUVmm8/TzTDDHaC9PI/AAAAAAAACDY/Y75b_j8wF8Q/s320/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; I loveeeee using Instagram to edit photos! These aren't the prettiest shots I know but the lighting at the restaurant wasn't v good anyway so these are the best I can muster! Lunched @ T.G.I. Friday's with my parents (my brother was at school ahaha sux to be you teehee)! Was actually a dian deng pao oops cos it was supposed to be their Valentine's Day lunch! BUT WHO CAN RESIST GOOD FOOD RIGHT. So anyway, went to I12 Katong :) It isn't one-one-two Katong by the way it's I-one-two Katong! Just like Ion Orchard which is supposedly, I-on Orchard. As in, 'Eye'-On Orchard. Whoever came up with the names.....*smacks forehead* Anyhoo the top photo is of Daddy's meal, he chose Cali sandwiches which was freaking thick and nomz, I love the toasted sandwich bread! The second one is of mine, I chose BBQ Beef Tacos! Was deciding between the Cali sandwiches or that but I went for the latter in the end cos you hardly get tacos in SG so :) It was pretty good and I did ask the waiter if the portion was big and he said no, but I was rather full after finishing!!! (Although it's about an hour after I ate and I'm hungry FML what's wrong with me) The fries are not too bad, not soggy or oily and lightly seasoned, but I'm not really a fries person so I don't especially enjoy eating them haha! The tacos were filled with steak bits and were really good and flavourful, the juice was oozing out and I was dripping the lettuce tomatoes and sauce everywhere HAHA. Mumsie had the Jack Daniel's ribs! Was good too, the sauce with the ribs was sweet and yumz with the caramelized onions from my tacos :) We all chose the set lunch btw so we had unlimited flow of salad soup and drinks!!!! Damn awesome and being typical Singaporeans we had like 3 or 4 refills HAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The tenant mix is pretty good! Lots of retail outlets &amp;amp; apparently there's an aqua playground on the top level!! (but boohoo didn't manage to check it out cos we had to leave after lunch) &lt;strong&gt;AND CAN I JUST SAY I LOVE THE F&amp;amp;B OUTLETS THERE.&lt;/strong&gt; There's this wonderful Japanese mart that sells tons of things and of course the first section I ran to was the ice cream section!!! They had my fav matcha and red bean icecream wafers omg &amp;lt;3 And mochi &amp;amp; daifuku omg love love love desserts!! (I'm such a sucker for food ya I know heh) There was a craaaaaazy number of brands selling Jap curry as well wow. A whole wall was dedicated to the biscuits and I have to say, Japanese food engineers are the wackiest in the world. They have tiramisu and strawberry cheesecake flavoured Pocky sticks?!?! Other restaurants included Canton Paradise, Gong Cha, Hongkong Dessert, Sukiya, Sushi Tei, Charly's, The Soup Spoon and some other interesting ones like this outlet selling frozen yoghurt cakes!! Which was the first time I've ever seen one, usually you hear of/see ice cream cakes (like at Haagen Dazs cough cough) but froyo?! And they sold taiyaki (yummy fish-shaped pancakes) with froyo filling instead of the usual red bean/cheese/chocolate filling! So tempted to buy and try but I'd definitely busted my calorie limit for the day so nooo :( I'LL BE BACK THOUGH. Bought a red velvet cupcake from House of Mini, I'll take a pic before nomming on it and post it heh! I realised that F&amp;amp;B outlets tend to have really good discounts and promotions for lunch so must make full use of my loooong post A's holidays and go out for lunch more often!!!! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And how I'm gonna fund my lunch is another issue. Okay I feel bad for continuing to take my pocket moolah from daddy but my payday is not until the 20th this month!!! 10 more days sigh. It's my first payday anyway, pretty excited to see the numbers in my bank book jump by a few hundred ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Found out Char uploaded the photos from the outing for the NS boyz a long time ago, will upload them + some other photos we took when we met @ HD for icecream, before I had my shift! Will dig and upload as well~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okay no one reads my blog I feel like I'm just talking to myself hahaha but it's pretty therapeutic doing this!! Will update next time when I decide to come out of my hermit shell, see y'all :3 xx&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/1578287828403074429-1338311674811088577?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/1338311674811088577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2012/02/52-you-set-it-again-my-hearts-in-motion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/1338311674811088577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/1338311674811088577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2012/02/52-you-set-it-again-my-hearts-in-motion.html' title='#52 - You set it again, my heart&apos;s in motion, every word feels like a shooting star'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sOoGKSVJEZU/TzTDSQvowWI/AAAAAAAACDw/auo6OI1jRjM/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-9205620371463844401</id><published>2012-02-01T11:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T09:58:22.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#51 - Lights go out &amp; I can't be saved, tides that I tried to swim against</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DxQmxGnunWM/TyixjW6srHI/AAAAAAAACDM/iwJdAziuNZ4/s1600/IMG_5235.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 221px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704004149070048370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DxQmxGnunWM/TyixjW6srHI/AAAAAAAACDM/iwJdAziuNZ4/s320/IMG_5235.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Come on skinny love just last the year&lt;br /&gt;Pour a little salt we were never here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I tell my love to wreck it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Cut out all the ropes and let me fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Right in the moment this order's tall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I told you to be patient, I told you to be fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I told you to be balanced, I told you to be kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In the morning I'll be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But it will be a different "kind"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'll be holding all the tickets &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And you'll be owning all the fines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Come on skinny love what happened here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Suckle on the hope in lite brassiere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sullen load is full; so slow on the split&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I told you to be patient, I told you to be fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I told you to be balanced, I told you to be kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Now all your love is wasted?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Then who the hell was I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Now I'm breaking at the britches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And at the end of all your lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Who will love you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Who will fight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Who will fall far behind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-Skinny Love, Bon Iver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new favourite song. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1578287828403074429-9205620371463844401?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/9205620371463844401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2012/02/51-lights-go-out-i-can-be-saved-tides.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/9205620371463844401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/9205620371463844401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2012/02/51-lights-go-out-i-can-be-saved-tides.html' title='#51 - Lights go out &amp; I can&apos;t be saved, tides that I tried to swim against'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DxQmxGnunWM/TyixjW6srHI/AAAAAAAACDM/iwJdAziuNZ4/s72-c/IMG_5235.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-8293950230513399601</id><published>2012-02-01T10:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T11:18:08.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#50 - I find it hard to believe you don't know, the beauty you are</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BdhT-hRRIvE/TyirBkxinHI/AAAAAAAACC0/JG6tl6csE_M/s1600/IMG_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703996971604417650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BdhT-hRRIvE/TyirBkxinHI/AAAAAAAACC0/JG6tl6csE_M/s320/IMG_0051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Met up with some of dance family today :) Really, immensely glad that everyone took time off their individual busy schedules to meet and say goodbye to those enlisting! Didn't expect to see Mel there too but it was lovely that she droppped by as well, took a polaroid picture with everyone, let's hope I can get my hands on a photo of it and I'll upload it ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was kinda afraid that t would be slightly awkward when everyone met, after all it's been months since the last time I spoke to some of them face to face. I was relieved when that didn't happen, had a nice time chatting and catching up with each other. Talked about dance, our respective part time jobs, army, our travels during the holidays, it was such a wonderful time :)Had a good meal together and went up to the rooftop of Marina Square to chill. Took tons and tons of photos together, hope they'll be uploaded some time soon! SO MANY CRAZY SHOTS HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ben, Jo, Ethan, you guys will be sorely missed. And all the other guys enlisting, 2 weeks to (a very small) freedom!! Can't wait to catch up with them again after that :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I find myself looking forward to blogging almost everyday haha! So well, this might last longer than I think it will, very hopefully. Going out shopping today, ON MY OWN. Yes I'm such a loner boohoo suxxxxx to be me. See y'all again soon :) x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1578287828403074429-8293950230513399601?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/8293950230513399601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2012/02/50-i-find-it-hard-to-believe-you-dont.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/8293950230513399601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/8293950230513399601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2012/02/50-i-find-it-hard-to-believe-you-dont.html' title='#50 - I find it hard to believe you don&apos;t know, the beauty you are'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BdhT-hRRIvE/TyirBkxinHI/AAAAAAAACC0/JG6tl6csE_M/s72-c/IMG_0051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-58852379471167183</id><published>2012-01-31T11:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T11:53:57.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#49 - Back?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OX5LOg9FUrs/TydlDj4CIJI/AAAAAAAACCk/GjqoykCMnAA/s1600/IMG_1015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 251px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703638564932296850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OX5LOg9FUrs/TydlDj4CIJI/AAAAAAAACCk/GjqoykCMnAA/s320/IMG_1015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think anyone reads this blog anymore, for one, even I don't. I haven't touched Blogger ever since I laid my hands on Tumblr, so......this is really old and rotting isn't it! &lt;/div&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*blows imaginary dust off blogspot webpage*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I never thought I'd be back here. Tumblr was good for everything - videos, websites, text posts, gogeous photos, but I just felt something was lacking. When I typed things out on Tumblr it just felt....Idk it just didn't feel as therapeutic as typing out a blog post. None of my Tumblr followers (okay well, a small minority) know me in reality and although I do love the bond between Tumblr users and the memes, I kinda missed blogging. Didn't really feel it till one day, I remembered I used to blog (not a lot though haha) so out of curiosity I typed in my old URL and revisited this page you're reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read a few of my older posts. I think a lot of people would be all like "OMG I WAS SUCH A NERD/TOOT/IDIOT LAST TIME WHY DIDZzxzZX iiEE RitTee likeE diS?!?!" (LOL thank god I was never a twit it's so tiring to type twit language) but I don't really feel that way. Guess I haven't matured a lot HAHAHA. It's nice though, to look back at your 15/16 year old self and remininsce (I sound like I'm some 80 year old LKK sigh). Kinda miss secondary school, as much as I keep calling Anglican a 'glorified neighbourhood school.' Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how long this blogging phase will last again? Hopefully a much longer time :) Guess I'll be editing the layout of this page, if I'm lazy I'll just keep the simple white layout, if I have time I'll format my own, or search for ready made ones! I have totally forgotten how to type HTML codes and it's so nostalgic to see the orange and blue colours of Blogger~ Will still be Tumblring though! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have a night out with some of dance family. The boys are enlisting and it'll be nice to have a good meal together before they get tortured 8) Shall end this post right here (I'm always so darn bad at endings sigh), see y'all again :) x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1578287828403074429-58852379471167183?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/58852379471167183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2012/01/49-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/58852379471167183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/58852379471167183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2012/01/49-back.html' title='#49 - Back?'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OX5LOg9FUrs/TydlDj4CIJI/AAAAAAAACCk/GjqoykCMnAA/s72-c/IMG_1015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-616990935449470597</id><published>2010-01-30T13:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T16:07:59.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>$#48 - Baby Cause In The Dark, You Can See Shiny Cars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I don't know what to say. Being in VJC totally blows my mind away like boomz boomz powz. It's like x10 the enthusiasm of AHS and when you look @ the way we Anglicans cheer during basketball finals, that's something incredible! Am super exhausted from the cheering &amp;amp; stomping (I think my right leg will cramp anytime now) &amp;amp; dancing &amp;amp; hyper-ing with my OG mates (Who by the way are so awesome &amp;amp; I'm so glad we are together because we all click like CLICK haha) &amp;amp; running around the school playing station games &amp;amp; dancing Sorry Sorry for the seniors to earn points &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;("MC MC MC WHY SO WHY SO WHY SO SEXY SEXY SEXY SEXY MC WHY SO SEXY BABYEH!!!")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; going&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"CREUDOR IS WHAAAAAT?!?! DYNAMITE!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp;havig fun with OGLs and seniors &amp;amp; doing the school cheers &amp;amp; all that. Am looking forward to massive mass dance @ Suntec. Next Friday!! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Episode 10 already! I need to catch up before the studying really starts. Which is in appropriately 1 week :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh my God Subject combination. I don't know what to take &amp;amp; I feel like dying whenever someone talks to me about it. Yuckkkkks. I hope God or whatever higher being up there will give me inspiration and lucidity in a stroke of brilliance, preferably before Sunday night, 2359 sank you berry mat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Prolly one of the rare times I'm actually looking forward to school on Monday! I am, so very very much! Update soon byez.&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/1578287828403074429-616990935449470597?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/616990935449470597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2010/01/48-baby-cause-in-dark-you-can-see-shiny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/616990935449470597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/616990935449470597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2010/01/48-baby-cause-in-dark-you-can-see-shiny.html' title='$#48 - Baby Cause In The Dark, You Can See Shiny Cars'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-8074239038534408229</id><published>2010-01-27T10:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T10:54:52.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#47 - She Was More Like A Beauty Queen From A Movie Scene</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIRST CHOICE BABY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Really happy but a bit sao3 xing4 in the morning. I told my mum not to tell me where I got posted to &amp;amp; that I would call the hotline to find it out myself. My mum got the text (I put her number cause my phone is bonkers, I scared cannot get the text) @ 6.45am, apparently she texted my aunt, &amp;amp; my aunt texted me to say congratz before I could call @ 8am. So, a bit sao3 xing4, but never mind, I'm so glad and thankful I got my first choice. Congratz to everyone else too! B)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FATZ I'M DAMN SAD. MINISTRY OF EDUCATION BROKE MY HEART. I'M GONNA MISS YOU AND WE MUST NEVER, NEVER, NEVER, NEVER EVER SHU1 YUAN3 OKAY!!! SOUL SISTERS + FATTIES OF THE WORLD + BFFS FOR LIFE CROSS MY HEART AND HOPE TO DIE!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Going roller blading again today with Aunty's gang. Can't wait can't wait! :)&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/1578287828403074429-8074239038534408229?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/8074239038534408229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2010/01/47-she-was-more-like-beauty-queen-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/8074239038534408229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/8074239038534408229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2010/01/47-she-was-more-like-beauty-queen-from.html' title='#47 - She Was More Like A Beauty Queen From A Movie Scene'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-3338399231555795627</id><published>2010-01-26T14:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T15:29:15.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#46 - Don't Sell Your Heart, Don't Say We're Not Meant To Be</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S16Wm2XnA-I/AAAAAAAACBQ/5vMgCtgqorM/s1600-h/SP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430943794829132770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S16Wm2XnA-I/AAAAAAAACBQ/5vMgCtgqorM/s320/SP.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"My heartless boy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;don't you remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;how you gave me a thimble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;instead of a kiss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You wanted someone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;to mother lost boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and thread stories together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;by the fire, while mending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;holes in your clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;torn from fighting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;redskins and pirates alike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I bet that you still get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;entangled in adventures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;that you still wind up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;frolicking with fairies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;teasing Tiger Lilies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and mooning mermaids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;on a blue lagoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You've stranded me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;here - is this still another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;game? Or have you really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;forgotten my name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;which I should have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;stitched in your memory?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;For years, I pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;you would fly through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;the window, take me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;straight on till morning, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;give me a kiss, call me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Darling, and never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ask me to grow up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But it's too late now - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have become my mother,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;compulsively picking up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;these pins and needles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;spilled on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;by wind from the open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;window, Besides,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have forgotten how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;to fly, I can never land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;there where you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Though I have no doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You have found another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You will always need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;some other girl to sew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;your shadow back on."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- Wendy's Last Letter To Peter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This is so sad. &amp;amp; I'm so inexorably jealous of Wendy in the photo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I feel so terribly accomplished. Finished 3 episodes of Hai Pai in 2 days! Which is an achievement considering that I took a break of like 3 weeks &amp;amp; didn't watch a single second at all. The part where he meets her in the office of the radio station is super funny. Cannot stop laughing @ him. Mum calls him an idiot. Kinda true lah :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1578287828403074429-3338399231555795627?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/3338399231555795627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2010/01/46-dont-sell-your-heart-dont-say-were.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/3338399231555795627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/3338399231555795627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2010/01/46-dont-sell-your-heart-dont-say-were.html' title='#46 - Don&apos;t Sell Your Heart, Don&apos;t Say We&apos;re Not Meant To Be'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S16Wm2XnA-I/AAAAAAAACBQ/5vMgCtgqorM/s72-c/SP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-5724362085540060780</id><published>2010-01-20T19:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T14:26:56.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#45 - We're Screaming Like Demons Swinging From The Ceiling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S1qRNCrW63I/AAAAAAAACBI/J-R8dUl6pdc/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429811953991609202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S1qRNCrW63I/AAAAAAAACBI/J-R8dUl6pdc/s320/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S1qQ-tgidJI/AAAAAAAACBA/W5BUuCagkAw/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429811707790914706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S1qQ-tgidJI/AAAAAAAACBA/W5BUuCagkAw/s320/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S1qQ0xDUpxI/AAAAAAAACA4/75OwBZSwr_E/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429811536943425298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S1qQ0xDUpxI/AAAAAAAACA4/75OwBZSwr_E/s320/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S1qQwri7rEI/AAAAAAAACAw/jgJT5a8ckTM/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429811466745916482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S1qQwri7rEI/AAAAAAAACAw/jgJT5a8ckTM/s320/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; 3 straight days of seeing Fatz it's a wonder my eyeballs haven't dropped out yet!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1st day was @ Changi Airport T3! Makan + walk walk @ Bugis. We were toying around with the idea of coming to my house to play Wii but somebody lazy haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2nd day was @ ECP! Fatz went running &amp;amp; cycling &amp;amp; I bladed. Very tiring after 1 and a half hours but we sweated it out. Or, rather, me. HAHA sweating queen. ECP was really really quiet, it being a weekday, so we almost had the whole beach to ourselves! Took photos but no camwhoring this time! The sea kept lapping @ our sand drawings until we became quite desparate. Like, I would finish drawing &amp;amp; yell for Fatz to "&lt;strong&gt;HURRY UP AND TAKE PEEKTURE!!!!"&lt;/strong&gt; Cause 3 seconds later &lt;em&gt;ZOOOOOOM&lt;/em&gt;, the sea came in &amp;amp; bye bye to our drawings. &amp;amp; we screamed like crazy people when the sea came in to lap @ our feet. In the end our feet still got wet, esp Fatz who was wearing covered shoes! Her socks were sopping wet &amp;amp; full of sand that collected. Gross haha. It even came up to our thighs. Washed up &amp;amp; set off for Fatz' house, played this super duper uber cute board game called &lt;strong&gt;'The aMAZEing Labyrinth"&lt;/strong&gt; that was good fun! &amp;amp; I WON HAHAHA BEGINNERS' LUCK! B) Lazed around, used her lappie!, confused Joan Jia Si Le on MSN, convinced Pei Fang not to buy an over-priced coat, hijacked Fatz' Facebook, listened to Husband on her blog over &amp;amp; over &amp;amp; over &amp;amp; over &amp;amp; over, slacked around, lazed on her sofa, watched BFB for a while then went home. Great fun :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3rd day, our gang went out! Kinda sad cause not everybody managed to make it, but @ least we still had fun. Makan @ Swensens + Bowling + Tooth Fairy! The movie was super funny, I loved the amnesia dust part! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Amnesia dust. That's how it works."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; *Sprinkles the dust on Thompson's face*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"That's how &lt;em&gt;what&lt;/em&gt; works?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Never gets old."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Shucks it was so funny!  Fatz loves Chase Ellison (guy who plays Randy Harris) more right! Tsk. Haha :) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; I ABSOLUTELY LOVED THAT MOVIE CAUSE IT KEPT MENTIONING PETER PAN, JAM, &amp;amp; PINE!!! ^^ "22nd Pine Street" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Everytime they were mentioned in the movie I turned to Fatz &amp;amp; laughed. This should be like the best movie for mentioning my favourite people &amp;amp; things inside. All 3 leh! Loved it so much :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So right now, I'm just tired. Tired from the one &amp;amp; a half hours of blading &amp;amp; 2 games of bowling. Haven't bowled in a long time, like 10 years? I kid you not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Time to eat Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's &amp;amp; count down to posting results day. Yucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1578287828403074429-5724362085540060780?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/5724362085540060780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2010/01/45-were-screaming-like-demons-swinging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/5724362085540060780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/5724362085540060780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2010/01/45-were-screaming-like-demons-swinging.html' title='#45 - We&apos;re Screaming Like Demons Swinging From The Ceiling'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S1qRNCrW63I/AAAAAAAACBI/J-R8dUl6pdc/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-1000304820952925406</id><published>2010-01-18T16:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T16:28:16.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#44 - Tonight Imma Fight Till We See The Sunlight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S1QXvSPEnnI/AAAAAAAACAg/0IaWPBPcgm4/s1600-h/lg-gm730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427989552004636274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S1QXvSPEnnI/AAAAAAAACAg/0IaWPBPcgm4/s320/lg-gm730.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S1QXiFI3iNI/AAAAAAAACAY/5I5V0jlWEXs/s1600-h/48314273_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427989325150652626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S1QXiFI3iNI/AAAAAAAACAY/5I5V0jlWEXs/s320/48314273_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;LG Joy GM 730!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(Okay currently my blog looks like a website advertising handphones.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I GOT MY NEW EPIC&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; (IDK WHETHER REALLY EPIC OR NOT BUT IT'S SO MUCH NICER THAN MY LOUSY LAO YA SAMSUNG ONE SO I'M IN 7TH HEAVEN)&lt;/span&gt; PHONE!&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; I have unlimited sms so yes, Fatz, you can spam me anytime you want &amp;amp; I FINALLY can spam you back. Not that our mutual spamming is good haha. I love the phone but right now it's charging so best not play around with it but I can't wait to get up tomorrow &amp;amp; wreak havoc with it! SO in the end no Nokia 5800 Xpress Music which costs $148. The LG Joy costs $98 &amp;amp; it's much newer by like a year. It's got a lot of things I don't really need like Microsoft stuff cause it runs on Windows, the basic music player, FM radio, 5 MP camera. So it fufills all my needs &amp;amp; it's really really sleek &amp;amp; light! 107g I think. So I'm estatic happy over the moon overjoyed (insert other suitable synonyms for happy here) blah blah blah...Only bad point is that I have to change my number by the new number is pretty nice also! Hehe it's the same like my 81303810, either you can remember it cos it's repeated, or you can't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm super content now. Never mind of it's gonna break down halfway or something it can break down for all I care (oh but please try not to,Mr Phone!) cause the fact that I got my new phone is happiness itself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM VERY EXCITED ABOUT THURSDAY I HOPE THE OTHER 10(tentatively 10?) PEOPLE ARE EXCITED ABOUT THURSDAY TOO!!!&lt;/strong&gt; ^^ Cannot wait to hang again I miss us like crazy. But don't worry Fatz I don't miss you, I see you every day on my thighs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Off to stare @ my gorgeous phone while it charges.&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/1578287828403074429-1000304820952925406?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/1000304820952925406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2010/01/44-tonight-imma-fight-till-we-see.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/1000304820952925406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/1000304820952925406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2010/01/44-tonight-imma-fight-till-we-see.html' title='#44 - Tonight Imma Fight Till We See The Sunlight'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S1QXvSPEnnI/AAAAAAAACAg/0IaWPBPcgm4/s72-c/lg-gm730.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-5029378547031481342</id><published>2010-01-17T15:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T16:25:30.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#43 - I Would Be The Sunlight In Your Universe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427615616991844626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S1LDpZwpWRI/AAAAAAAACAI/RvqwxWfgFAo/s320/nokia-5800-xpressmusic-2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427615473450977154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S1LDhDB1h4I/AAAAAAAACAA/0R9vbW1pCSU/s320/nokia5800.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Nokia 5800 Xpress Music.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mum thinks I should get a plan but it's so damn expensive for a user like me. Who survives on $18 worth of credit for like 1 month, 1 and a half month about that. I know right how do I ever manage to control my usage?! Good thing I'm not a texting maniac. Although if I get unlimited SMSes from student plan I may just turn into 1. The problem is I really don't know if my usage will shoot up in JC so...Well anyway if I do get a phone, I'll prolly get this. I don't really like Nokia's designs but this has touchscreen!! &amp;amp; I think it's nicer than the rest of the designs Nokia has, plus it's Xpress Music. So I'm good ^^ Didn't want Samsung cos I'm terribly sick of it. Only looked @ Sony Ericsson &amp;amp; Nokia this time. The former for its designs (Yari's colour super pretty! Cranberry White!!!) &amp;amp; the latter for it's functionality. I managed to get my hands on a real, working Nokia 5800, &amp;amp; I played around with it. You can use a stylus with it or use your fingers, it's good both ways. I don't mind switching back to Nokia for sometime while Sony Ericsson comes with better functions &amp;amp; Nokia gets sleeker designs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 158px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427615804444189266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S1LD0UExIlI/AAAAAAAACAQ/0Ybzf2hQ290/s320/mini-nokia-5800-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; The Nokia 5800 Xpress Music Mini.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This one is basically the same as the above, just that it's a little smaller, lighter, &amp;amp; much sleeker! Really! If you look @ the actual 5800, it's not as nice as the one in the picture there. The Mini is super yummy!!! You can't really see the difference here though, but take my word for it, so gorgeous. I love it but the telcos don't offer it with a plan. If I buy it off the rack it's $368, a tad ex for me but Dad says he's okay with it. Well it's his $$$ ka ching right lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So I'm getting my new phone soon. &amp;amp; I have to change number, that's bloody irritating, I love my old number! I have a strong emotional attachment to it lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;STOP ASKING ME ABOUT THE ICESKATING THINGY I WILL SERIOUSLY TEAR MY HAIR OUT IF SOMEONE ASKS ME AGAIN RARRRGH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okay point made bye.&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/1578287828403074429-5029378547031481342?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/5029378547031481342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2010/01/43-i-would-be-sunlight-in-your-universe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/5029378547031481342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/5029378547031481342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2010/01/43-i-would-be-sunlight-in-your-universe.html' title='#43 - I Would Be The Sunlight In Your Universe'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S1LDpZwpWRI/AAAAAAAACAI/RvqwxWfgFAo/s72-c/nokia-5800-xpressmusic-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-2689888391079411095</id><published>2010-01-15T11:21:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T12:26:29.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#42 - I Don't Know Why Good With You I'll Dance, In A Storm, In My Best Dress, Fearless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S0_hWcjCs1I/AAAAAAAAB_w/G-mOCIQafYU/s1600-h/CIMG0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426803851741279058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S0_hWcjCs1I/AAAAAAAAB_w/G-mOCIQafYU/s320/CIMG0005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S0_gpBVESdI/AAAAAAAAB_g/FFTBHv3sWNk/s1600-h/CIMG0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426803071340792274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S0_gpBVESdI/AAAAAAAAB_g/FFTBHv3sWNk/s320/CIMG0008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Keane, my cousin B) He LOVES fresh cream as much as me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S0_gL3qaL7I/AAAAAAAAB_Y/Cd_EH3iFaEg/s1600-h/CIMG0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426802570529746866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S0_gL3qaL7I/AAAAAAAAB_Y/Cd_EH3iFaEg/s320/CIMG0009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; See. Yummy right!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S0_f_lWS27I/AAAAAAAAB_Q/VOgB_SvPNfM/s1600-h/CIMG0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426802359455112114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S0_f_lWS27I/AAAAAAAAB_Q/VOgB_SvPNfM/s320/CIMG0010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Proudly showing off his Spongbob tee. But you don't have boobs so don't thrust your chest out lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S0_fqh5IuHI/AAAAAAAAB_I/TB31KqzBOHc/s1600-h/CIMG0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426801997750253682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S0_fqh5IuHI/AAAAAAAAB_I/TB31KqzBOHc/s320/CIMG0011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I do think my family went a tad overboard. My mum took me out for a good lunch @ Manpuku @ Tampines 1. I know I'm like super suaku Tampines 1 open so long already I haven't even gone in once right! We shared a few yummy dishes&lt;strong&gt; (THE OMU RICE = NOM NOM NOMZ)&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; my mum, being MY MUM, had 2 macha (green tea) ice creams.&lt;strong&gt; "Cause they're only $1 each what?!?!"&lt;/strong&gt; But they were really yummy ^^ Although I have to say, for budget ice creams&lt;br /&gt;, nothing beats Ikea's $1.50 soft serve. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Haha okay point made. &amp;amp; guess what, it's crazy, we both ate till full &amp;amp; the bill only came up to $16.50 before GST! Like $8 a person @ Manpuku &amp;amp; we managed to fill our tummies! Kinda cheap &amp;amp; not too bad so we're going back for the Omu Rice B) &amp;amp; then she brought up the idea of having a celebration for my results. Which are not thaaaaat good, so I was thinking why is everyone so excited? Prolly has to do with me being the oldest on my mum's side of the family like I've said before. So went to Bakerzin, Secret Recipe &amp;amp; Say Cheeze which was akin to running around like half of Tampines 1. Finally got a cake from Secret Recipe, marble cheese. I still have a tiny slice in the fridge, &amp;amp; Imma savour it after lunch today. Something funny: The employees @ Secret Recipe asked if we wanted any icing on the cake, &amp;amp; my mums said yes, we want Congrats! Then she said: "Congrats with a Z okay! Boomz Boomz Powz!" I almost died of laughter &amp;amp; embarrassment right then &amp;amp; there lah! Had the celebration @ night with my aunt who lives just 2 blocks away from us ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Got dragged to VJC &amp;amp; TJC on that very same day. Dragged cos I'm a very super duper uber lazy person who hates going to Open Houses. Not even for the freebies okay! So along the expressway I was moaning &amp;amp; groaning &amp;amp; complaining. I don't really like having to walk around &amp;amp; feeling out of place in a JC on a shool day. Thank goodness we reached there about 4/5pm &amp;amp; not so many people left. I have like a mild phobia of strangers. Or you can just call it self-consciousness. Well anyway we walked around, checked out the General Office, asked some questions etc etc...My mum went to look @ the toilets &amp;amp; canteen. She said they're the most important places in a school! Haha quite true lah. &amp;amp; then I saw somebody so that was pretty cool. Haven't seen him in such a long time I've kinda forgotten how he looks like. &amp;amp; to think he was once my EyeCandy. Sigh terrible right. Okay never mind haha. Overall, I got a clearer picture of the 2 JCs &amp;amp; what the JAE selection process is like. Hopefully I don't have to know sooooo much about the appeal process, if you get what I mean :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So now my days are spent slackign @ home, going to the library, going out with my mum or running errands for her, takign care of my brother, nothing much. &amp;amp; of cos anticipating the posting results. Oh gosh. Good luck to all of us, I think we all need it! Off to lunch my crossiants are squeaking eat me eat me! &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/1578287828403074429-2689888391079411095?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/2689888391079411095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2010/01/42-i-dont-know-why-good-with-you-ill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/2689888391079411095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/2689888391079411095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2010/01/42-i-dont-know-why-good-with-you-ill.html' title='#42 - I Don&apos;t Know Why Good With You I&apos;ll Dance, In A Storm, In My Best Dress, Fearless'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S0_hWcjCs1I/AAAAAAAAB_w/G-mOCIQafYU/s72-c/CIMG0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-2850184992990132721</id><published>2010-01-11T21:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T22:46:18.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#41 - Out On The Edge Of Forever, Ready To Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S0smG-mKiMI/AAAAAAAAB_A/8zOcKFh34iI/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425472077422037186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S0smG-mKiMI/AAAAAAAAB_A/8zOcKFh34iI/s320/9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I like your side profile. A lot a lot a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Spieling Peter is the most adorable Peter Pan in the Disneylands ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;(Even Fatz thinks he's cute! Heehee)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Okay firstly, this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thank you very very much Teri!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;I was like super excited when I saw you in the hall today already &amp;amp; I was really bonkers haha. I opened the letter &amp;amp; I was so superbly happy!!! &lt;strong&gt;CHRIS &amp;amp; MY FACE TOGETHER WAH I ALMOST DIED.&lt;/strong&gt; I read the letter in a blur cause I was really nervous &amp;amp; excited @ the same time but I did manage to understand it. Brain neurones zapping away furiously.&lt;strong&gt; &amp;amp; I LOVE THE SHIRT!!!&lt;/strong&gt; I laughed like crazy @ the "ME!!" pointing @ Wendy &amp;amp; I think it's brilliant! B) Got home &amp;amp; I truly sat down to read the letter. Firstly, I don't think I'll ever change being all of crazy, laughy, sensitive, spontaeneous, etc. Ever. Secondly, yes, Sec 2 was the most awesome time we had together &amp;amp; I'm so glad that we had the opportunity to bond! Thirdly, please don't talk about JH anymore, I am totally mortified, especially about the 2.4km run thing. I want to run 2.4km away when you talk about him or I see him. Fourth, things are great between the 'two of us who are really cute when you go crazy together' you know who. (Btw why are we really cute?! We went crazy tgt?!) We are friends so that's cool :) Nothing more nothing less. Fifth, 3G &amp;amp; 4G times were absolutely amazing, yes I do agree our gang is awesome :) Sixth, WAAMZX was before Jam! I can't remember when was Jam but I think WAAMZX was Sec 2 ~ Sec 3 and Jam was Sec 3 till...now. Haha yeah. Seventh, thank you fot he lovely encouragement. And last but not the least, I might not marry Chris after all. Spieling Peter is soooo adorable sigh. But I got super excited when I read "Chris Pine &amp;amp; Venus Pine Jrs." B)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Secondly, O Level results, better than the 15 I had a nightmare about. Was quite nervous before I went to collect it but then... I saw Jam looking back so...not so nervous after that heehee ^^ (Why do I always see his back profile huh it's damn unfair how I never see him from the front!) I'm really, really happy that I got straight As on my results slip! (which makes it look damn good if you cover the left side of the slip HAHA) So thank God for everything. Whether good, bad or just unsatisfactory, what's most important is to look forward to the new school year with an open mind &amp;amp; heart! I'm scared, nervous but really anticipating going to JC. I hope Fatz Teri &amp;amp; I (well @ least the 3 of us) can go to the same school, but if we don't, well, our friendship is stronger than a few kilometres of road. If you can understand what I'm saying, my English like not that boom boom powz. Congratz to the top 4 students they then boom boom powz! &amp;amp; of course to the top in our class Christina Xin Ting Zi Huan Jia Sheng Marc Wayne Yi Lin Tian Xun (shock horror shock surprise the guy I sit next to in class leh&lt;em&gt; Zhou Tian Xun&lt;/em&gt;!!!), did 4G proud with your names up there! :) My mum was more nervous than me she actually wanted to demand the results slip from Ms Trina hah! She's out with my dad now, celebrating with a late supper for me. (I'm way toooooo bone tired &amp;amp; lazy to go out, &amp;amp; it's kinda weird that they're celebrating w/o the celebratee, if y'know what I mean) She's been on a frenzy, calling all my aunts and yakking away about my results. That's what you get when you're the first &amp;amp; oldest child in the family haha. Mum cried a little &amp;amp; wanted to sleep with my results slip under her pillow. She says she'll get the best dreams of her life. &amp;amp; I'm like, who who's the one who did the O Levels huh?! Haha. &amp;amp; so ends my secondary school life, I'm officially and O Level graduate :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Thirdly, Fatz, I really want to kick you for forgetting my present. So, when we go ice-skating (SOOOON HOR), I'll give you a well-aimed one. Yeahp. Bring your own bandage. And btw, I was listening to this tonight: &lt;strong&gt;"I've got the right temperature to shelter you from the storm oh!"&lt;/strong&gt; So irritating it's stuck in my ear! TMD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;I'll have good dreams tonight. I hope you do too! Goodnight y'all :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;PS. &amp;amp; before I forget, thank you to my Mum &amp;amp; Dad, for all their silent, supportive ways :) I love you. Thank you to my gang of awesome friends, being able to sit with you guys &amp;amp; chatting just before the exams allayed my fears, wishing each other luck, all the texts, thank you :) Thank you to my relatives for all the kaypoh but well-meaning wishes heehee. Thank you to Jian Le who never forgets us! Who always sends me awesome texts that make me smile so wide &amp;amp; laugh so loud! WHo is and has always been, one of my first few best friends :) Thank you to Jun Hao, the best senior from TEN! You've always been a source of encouragement &amp;amp; support for me, &amp;amp; I'm very glad that I have an older friend like you! And of course, to the greater being out there, I'm not sure if I believe in you yet, but thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1578287828403074429-2850184992990132721?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/2850184992990132721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2010/01/41-out-on-edge-of-forever-ready-to-run.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/2850184992990132721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/2850184992990132721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2010/01/41-out-on-edge-of-forever-ready-to-run.html' title='#41 - Out On The Edge Of Forever, Ready To Run'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S0smG-mKiMI/AAAAAAAAB_A/8zOcKFh34iI/s72-c/9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-3596723960234354625</id><published>2010-01-10T15:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T15:54:48.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#40 - You're The Best Thing I Never Knew I Needed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S0mHksHnWUI/AAAAAAAAB-4/Kd6VDDI2PNU/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425016290532612418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S0mHksHnWUI/AAAAAAAAB-4/Kd6VDDI2PNU/s320/10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt; Jealous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Superbly, inhumanely, terribly, jealous.&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/1578287828403074429-3596723960234354625?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/3596723960234354625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2010/01/40-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/3596723960234354625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/3596723960234354625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2010/01/40-you.html' title='#40 - You&apos;re The Best Thing I Never Knew I Needed'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S0mHksHnWUI/AAAAAAAAB-4/Kd6VDDI2PNU/s72-c/10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-5772971625308702205</id><published>2010-01-09T12:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T12:39:24.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peter Pan Pranks Disneyland Visitors!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/XGdukLvZG4Y' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/XGdukLvZG4Y'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is exactly why I want to marry him. Isn't he the cutest?!&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/1578287828403074429-5772971625308702205?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/5772971625308702205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2010/01/peter-pan-pranks-disneyland-visitors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/5772971625308702205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/5772971625308702205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2010/01/peter-pan-pranks-disneyland-visitors.html' title='Peter Pan Pranks Disneyland Visitors!'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-6005248806406827666</id><published>2010-01-08T18:41:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T15:53:05.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#38 - There's A Place I Know If You're Looking For A Show Where They Go Hardcore &amp; There's Glitter On The Floor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S0cShdg6KBI/AAAAAAAAB-w/VcaID1AsL3Q/s1600-h/blg1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424324642258692114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S0cShdg6KBI/AAAAAAAAB-w/VcaID1AsL3Q/s320/blg1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424322142108158930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S0cQP7uki9I/AAAAAAAAB-g/6Fem6V3TApY/s320/blg2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My new obsession. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Spieling Peter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;So now I'm seriously considering instead of moving to Los Angeles for Chris or England for Nando, I might just go to California Disneyland &amp;amp; audition to be Wendy Darling so I can stick around Peter all day long. &amp;amp; play hide &amp;amp; seek with him. No I want to marry him. By the way, it helps that he has blue eyes. That I can fall into. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay I tuo1 my birthday post sooooooo long already. Not exciting anymore LOL. Ice-skating in the morning &amp;amp; I saw Chun Kit aka Mr Nobody @ Kallang! He was working @ the chocolate shop (I should have bribed him for some since it was my birthday HAHA) &amp;amp; it was nice to see someone I knew :) Saw Joanne Peh &amp;amp; Qi Yu Wu @ the Subway. She's kinda tall but okay mayeb cause I didn''t look down to see if she wore heels. Then out to Vivo cos it was eons since I've been there! Saw a small crowd gathering &amp;amp; you know me, typical Singaporean, I went to squeeze my way through &amp;amp; see what was happening. Turns out they were just waiting &amp;amp; I was wondering waiting for what? 50% discount? Free food? I got my answer exactly 5 minutes later when Jay Chou &amp;amp; Lin Chi Ling came riding up the escalatior. Damn they were like 1 metre away from me!!! &amp;amp; I'm embarrassed to say I got kinda starstruck &amp;amp; started jumping up &amp;amp; down like Tigger on steroids &amp;amp; screaming ZHOUJIELUN ZHOUJIELUN lulz I know right crazy woman. I had no idea LCL was next to him until my Mum told me. So my Dad who brought his trusty $1000+ Canon camera started snapping like paparazzi &amp;amp; I shall upload the photos soon. Kinda blurry though. Can see how close they were to us, &amp;amp; the best part was if I reached out I could have touched him! Coolz. So my birthday was a day of beauiful coincidences. Got home &amp;amp; there were a few surprises that were reaaaaaally awesome but I cannot say. Right this part is totally overdue but here it is &amp;amp; I know it doesn't sound exciting when I type it but it was a great 16th! B)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks &amp;amp; love to Fatso 'Fatz' Teri &amp;amp; Jia Si Le for the pre-party! I loved the cake smearing thingy can we do it again on Fatz birthday heeheehee. 谢谢你for the jar of jam Fatz! But you know I want a jar of Jam right not just a jar of jam...I think you know what I mean. And the very bloody BHB Fatz wants this so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU FATSO 'FATZ' AW YONG!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today my left leg got tanner than my right leg. &amp;amp; if I'm not sunburnt by tomorrow morning I will be super amazed. Wish you were there with me Fatz! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Off to wallow in misery with my Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's ice cream. (No Phish Food but I got my Strawberry Cheesecake!) I think I'll watch more 海派甜心 &amp;amp; then hibernate till Monday. Oh Monday. Reminder to self to bring more tissue paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1578287828403074429-6005248806406827666?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/6005248806406827666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2010/01/39-theres-place-i-know-if-youre-looking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/6005248806406827666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/6005248806406827666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2010/01/39-theres-place-i-know-if-youre-looking.html' title='#38 - There&apos;s A Place I Know If You&apos;re Looking For A Show Where They Go Hardcore &amp; There&apos;s Glitter On The Floor'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/S0cShdg6KBI/AAAAAAAAB-w/VcaID1AsL3Q/s72-c/blg1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-933540577800611490</id><published>2009-12-25T18:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T19:33:32.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#37 - Ain't Nothing Better Than An All Out Jam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SzSdyEBogHI/AAAAAAAAB9w/J2ZVk5hN6cU/s1600-h/4.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419129735033159794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SzSdyEBogHI/AAAAAAAAB9w/J2ZVk5hN6cU/s320/4.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SzSdvsyTayI/AAAAAAAAB9o/6oVzUuUXKZ0/s1600-h/5.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419129694435109666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SzSdvsyTayI/AAAAAAAAB9o/6oVzUuUXKZ0/s320/5.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MERRY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;CHRISTMAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;These 2 pictures were just too cute to ignore heehee :) In a very berry Christmassy mood this year! I just wish I was spending it in Los Angeles or London, where the feeling would be even stronger. With Chris &amp;amp; Nando respectively of course HAHAHAHA (I may have just turned 16 but that doesn't mean the huachi-ness goes away okay) So spent today with my Dad's side of the family @ Crystal Jade for lunch &lt;strong&gt;(小笼包 = NOM NOM NOMZ)&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; shopped for a while. Went to East Coast to get my roller blades &amp;amp; when we got home my brother &amp;amp; I spent 1 hour blading the time away! Really sweated it out &amp;amp; burnt off the heavy lunch. Had leftovers from yesterday's Christmas party @ home with my relatives for dinner &amp;amp; Dad cooked steak (He should be a chef it's bloody good with butter!!!) so I'm so full now. Not that I'm complaining heehee ^^ Watching the 7.30pm movie on Channel 5 with mangoes for dessert later. OH GOD I'M GOING TO BECOME FAT LIKE NO TOMORROW FAT LIKE FATSO DAMN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Horoscope on Fb is so damn accurate. Shall stop reading the ones in the newspaper &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;that one is super lousy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"A non-stop flow of communication between yourself and the people in your immediate environment is likely today. You may engage in interesting and informative discussions or fritter your time away in inconsequential chatter and gossip.&lt;/span&gt; (Correct I spent lunch catching up with my relatives) &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Your ambition and drive to succeed are incredibly strong now. You will go to any lengths to achieve your goals, and you have the energy to do it now. &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(Yes I didn't even change out of my clothes after lunch when I got home &amp;amp; went blading immediately damn stinky heehee ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;If things seem to be running smoothly around you let them. Clear understandings established now will last and serve you well as long as you don't push them. Staying on the conservative side and reconfirming old patterns have more potential than trying to emotionally start a new pattern. Sometimes leaving well enough alone is all it takes to make things work out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(Ummm yes proven today thank you Horoscope)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My mum says I shouldn't trust horscopes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then I caught her reading them. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;My birthday was an epic one. But I'm still lazy to talk about it so next post next post. Heehee. Off to watch Deck The Halls on Channel 5! Merry Christmas to all once again &amp;amp; to all, a good night :)&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/1578287828403074429-933540577800611490?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/933540577800611490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/12/37-aint-nothing-better-than-all-out-jam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/933540577800611490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/933540577800611490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/12/37-aint-nothing-better-than-all-out-jam.html' title='#37 - Ain&apos;t Nothing Better Than An All Out Jam'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SzSdyEBogHI/AAAAAAAAB9w/J2ZVk5hN6cU/s72-c/4.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-7955326174479851569</id><published>2009-12-23T13:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T14:28:31.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#36 - Love Till You Hate, Strum Till You Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Talk about my birthday another day. I'm so exhausted. (Why am I exhausted again? Didn't even do much physically exhausting things yesterday anyway.) My arms hurt like mad crazy today. I think I waved too hard &amp;amp; long @ Jay Chou yesterday. Which is, of course, another story for another day. But yesterday was good thanks to a few surprises here &amp;amp; there. Gods do work in the most mysterious ways to give us beautiful coincidences. So, thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;You know, I don't think I can take anymore of this. You can't just saunter in &amp;amp; do that &amp;amp; then make me feel so goddamn miserable. I cannot take standing @ a cliff's edge anymore. Either you push me down or you haul me up &amp;amp; stand me on firm ground. But you cannot choose can you? &amp;amp; so I wait there I'm goddamn hanging on in there but you still cannot choose can you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes I have many things on my mind. Feeling dissapointed kinda tired achey achey arms excited @ prospect of going out tomorrow (My shopping quick fix) &amp;amp; @ ice skating soon soon soon! fed up contented hungry(haven't finished my birthday cake shall attack that after this) but mostly really, really disappointed. Don't know what to think now. Don't think I want to think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hoping dearest &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fatso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 's (I had to make this huge and fat just like you yeah)safe in Hua Lian! Come back fast, a certain Fatty here is waiting for you to come back &amp;amp; go online @ 10pm &amp;amp; yak gossip bitch talk laugh laugh laugh until we have 6 pecs and become bogeh kay. &amp;amp; I need a reassuring presence that I am not going insane. So, come back fast :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have the most gloomy mundane boring uninteresting sadistic bleak dismal somber tenebrous cloudy cheerless dull spiritless vapid stodgy stuffy posts ever I feel like I'm @ a funeral when I'm reading them. Sorry. Next post shall be happier, no? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edit/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;"The emotional waters are a bit on the cool side today and if you encounter the cold shoulder, don't be surprised. Put a toe in the water before you jump in or you might run into the big chill. People taking themselves too seriously abound, so try not to be one of them. Take it all with a grain of salt instead."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ah shit that explains everything doesn't it.&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/1578287828403074429-7955326174479851569?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/7955326174479851569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/12/36-love-till-you-hate-strum-till-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/7955326174479851569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/7955326174479851569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/12/36-love-till-you-hate-strum-till-you.html' title='#36 - Love Till You Hate, Strum Till You Break'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-7561118132266449214</id><published>2009-12-21T15:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T16:22:18.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#35 - I Know Saint Peter Won't Call My Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/Sy8rXFJSsCI/AAAAAAAAB9I/xQzOcSqzKsU/s1600-h/tumblr_kuvdsfBkWV1qa0nd6o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417596552268132386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/Sy8rXFJSsCI/AAAAAAAAB9I/xQzOcSqzKsU/s320/tumblr_kuvdsfBkWV1qa0nd6o1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Princess Diaries 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I need to watch this, &amp;amp; Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss you Chris, my Lord Devereaux.&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/1578287828403074429-7561118132266449214?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/7561118132266449214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/12/35-i-know-saint-peter-wont-call-my-name.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/7561118132266449214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/7561118132266449214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/12/35-i-know-saint-peter-wont-call-my-name.html' title='#35 - I Know Saint Peter Won&apos;t Call My Name'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/Sy8rXFJSsCI/AAAAAAAAB9I/xQzOcSqzKsU/s72-c/tumblr_kuvdsfBkWV1qa0nd6o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-4730233548086817742</id><published>2009-11-28T14:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T09:40:22.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#34 - Maybe I Was Naive, Got Lost In Your Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SxDA12XquDI/AAAAAAAAB9A/It7yY2FCNEw/s1600/BLOG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409035183832348722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SxDA12XquDI/AAAAAAAAB9A/It7yY2FCNEw/s320/BLOG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Hello Disneyland baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't wait can't wait can't wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fatso I wont't forget about the 西门町 picture :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Once upon a time, in a land not so far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;On their return to Kansas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Dorothy bids the Tin Man goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;"It is time for me to leave you, did you find your heart?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;"I found part of it, but it belongs not to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Beating with promise, &amp;amp; little else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Please Dorothy, come with me! Let us travel to the sea!"&lt;br /&gt;"How can you proclaim your love for me, when you have no heart?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"I found my heart, it was with me all along, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I found my heart. In you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;- The Wizard Of Oz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;So sweet :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well anyway no time to update much, flying off soon (YEAH BABY BUT I HAVEN'T STARTED PACKING DAMN), planning more outings with the girls when I get back, (Picnic Beach Rollerblading Iceskating Mooooovie! Arcade even though I keep losing tmd Shopping &amp;amp; basically hanging out), thinking of visting Fatso @ Yoshinoya (Haha yes I might bring my brother if you want!)k, etc etc so can't wait for everything! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; Dad wants me to learn guitar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(So I can serenade Jam right hahahahaha k joking)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah gotta start packing so will update when back ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1578287828403074429-4730233548086817742?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/4730233548086817742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/11/36-maybe-i-was-naive-got-lost-in-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/4730233548086817742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/4730233548086817742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/11/36-maybe-i-was-naive-got-lost-in-your.html' title='#34 - Maybe I Was Naive, Got Lost In Your Eyes'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SxDA12XquDI/AAAAAAAAB9A/It7yY2FCNEw/s72-c/BLOG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-6507917214141214389</id><published>2009-11-20T16:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T09:40:06.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#33 - A Hollow Little Game, &amp; You Play It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SwZX6wTVmWI/AAAAAAAAB8w/iv61l3DEGU4/s1600/2012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406105069614897506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 342px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SwZX6wTVmWI/AAAAAAAAB8w/iv61l3DEGU4/s320/2012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh My God what do I say, this movie is epic. &lt;strong&gt;Abso-bloody-lutely spectacular.&lt;/strong&gt; Pardon my language. The first part was like huh I don't really get it especially the part about the Director of the Louvre getting killed in the tunnel. Then it got really awesome with the graphics (I sound like a computer geekazoid I know)!!! The statue of Christ @ Rio De Janeiro crashing down, St. Peter's Square, the Eiffel Tower, the effects were really good. I got goosebumps when this humongous crack appeared down the painting "Creation of Adam" (the one of God touching Man on a cloud with a finger) in the Sistine Chapel in Rome. Kind of huge symbolism there! Pretty hard to believe that the characters managed to survive in a car &amp;amp; an aeroplane twice each time. (Who's so lucky right) Now I keep imagining, seeing cracks appear in the roads, pavements, bulidings. Haha kinda freaky right. &amp;amp; it was maybe a little coincidence (or done on purpose?) that Mankind escaped in an &lt;strong&gt;ark&lt;/strong&gt;, &amp;amp; the main character's son was called &lt;strong&gt;Noah&lt;/strong&gt;. Food for thought? I teared 3 times &amp;amp; cried once @ the end of the movie. It was really, really amazing yet bone-chilling to see all those buildings come tumbling down like flimsy little pieces of dominoes. And got me thinking how I'll never turn 19 the next day, December 22. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Home Alone Day 3 already!&lt;/strong&gt; ^^ Having a helluva time w/o parents in town. Going out with Aunty Ah Ma Yvonne (Yeah she upgraded to Ah Ma, or should I say downgraded LOL) on Monday prolly, baking vanilla shortbread cookies soon (&amp;amp; decorating with a hell lot of icing sugar, rainbow sprinkles, silver balls, &amp;amp; whatever else makes your teeth fall out before 20), watching movies @ home with leftover popcorn, playing Cooking Mama on Wii, curling up in bed with my super thick library books. Life couldn't be better :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope your holidays are going as well as mine! Christmas soon, can't wait for that too ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BTW CLICK ON THIS LINJK DON'T WORRY NO VIRUS AND VOTE FOR CHRIS FOR THE PEOPLE'S CHOICE AWARDS 2010 AS 'FAVOURITE BREAKOUT MOVIE ACTOR' I VOTE UNTIL HEAD DIZZY FEEL LIKE FAINTING ALREADY. One vote makes a difference! Please not Taylor Lautner *crosses fingers*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.peopleschoice.com/pca/votenow.jsp"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://www.peopleschoice.com/pca/votenow.jsp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1578287828403074429-6507917214141214389?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/6507917214141214389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/11/34-hollow-little-game-you-play-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/6507917214141214389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/6507917214141214389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/11/34-hollow-little-game-you-play-it.html' title='#33 - A Hollow Little Game, &amp; You Play It'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SwZX6wTVmWI/AAAAAAAAB8w/iv61l3DEGU4/s72-c/2012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-8889100282711283627</id><published>2009-11-14T12:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T13:35:56.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#32 - They Got All The Right Moves &amp; All The Right Faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/Sv40wTqRd1I/AAAAAAAAB8g/33P4eaFsNvc/s1600-h/BLOG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403814607407118162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/Sv40wTqRd1I/AAAAAAAAB8g/33P4eaFsNvc/s320/BLOG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; No actually I like Jam better. Yeah. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But never mind marshmallows are good too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:o) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Parents out of town all the way to next next Tuesday. Am gonna party around town those few days ^^ Am very very hyped up loads of things to do but foremost is shopping!!! ( Threw out half of my wardrobe heehee) Angela more anxious than me she just called me in the morning to arrange LOL. (I told her I cannot afford Gucci Fendi Prada Dolce &amp;amp; Gabbana.) Cheers to the holidays :) Cannot wait to meet up with them, it's gonna be awesome! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pam I dunno if I can watch 2012. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Most probably I'm not going with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;(So you got more popcorn to eat k! ^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Catch another movie with you some other day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Holidays are lookin' good, so headz up! &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/1578287828403074429-8889100282711283627?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/8889100282711283627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/11/32-they-got-all-right-moves-all-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/8889100282711283627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/8889100282711283627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/11/32-they-got-all-right-moves-all-right.html' title='#32 - They Got All The Right Moves &amp; All The Right Faces'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/Sv40wTqRd1I/AAAAAAAAB8g/33P4eaFsNvc/s72-c/BLOG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-6683056063619841216</id><published>2009-11-11T14:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T11:36:38.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#31 - The Fire's In Their Eyes &amp; Their Words Are Really Clear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SvpYeIv8sWI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/yfdWY1X5C6U/s1600-h/BLOG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402727977752244578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SvpYeIv8sWI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/yfdWY1X5C6U/s320/BLOG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; "We've got our deepest hopes tattooed on our eyelids, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so when we sleep we speak fireworks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Physics MCQ was a-okay. Pretty easy, shouldn't have studied for it. Hoping Bio tomorrow &amp;amp; Chem on Fri are as easy peasy lemon squeezy ^^ &amp;amp; oh am I looking forward to Friday! "Hi Ho Hi Ho, it's a job hunting we go!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;Holidays are packed I have tons of things to do!!! Hyped up hyped up. There's the part time job, there's classes with Pam &amp;amp; Vanessa, there's teaching Yvonne the Aunty how to roller-blade &amp;amp; then ice-skating, there's the class outing &amp;amp; BBQ, there's our trip overseas(!!!) etc. Excited it's just 2 more days to end of 'O's! &lt;strong&gt;(Pam have you realised that in the 3 years we have known each other we have not gone out together how ridiculous is that?!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402731011717896610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SvpbOvJumaI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/t4QAOP6JFuc/s320/BLOG2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;My birthday present/ Christmas present please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Do they have a promotion, buy the jacket, get Fernando Torres free? Please? Pretty please? 8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ah what a good week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Looking forward to December already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Off to Tumblr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1578287828403074429-6683056063619841216?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/6683056063619841216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/11/31-fires-in-their-eyes-their-words-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/6683056063619841216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/6683056063619841216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/11/31-fires-in-their-eyes-their-words-are.html' title='#31 - The Fire&apos;s In Their Eyes &amp; Their Words Are Really Clear'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SvpYeIv8sWI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/yfdWY1X5C6U/s72-c/BLOG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-681171286136208582</id><published>2009-11-08T14:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T14:10:58.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#30 - Who Says I Can't Get Stoned</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sorry, I'm back in control again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah I feel better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Stupid brain.&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/1578287828403074429-681171286136208582?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/681171286136208582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/11/30-who-says-i-cant-get-stoned.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/681171286136208582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/681171286136208582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/11/30-who-says-i-cant-get-stoned.html' title='#30 - Who Says I Can&apos;t Get Stoned'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-8028769715914231850</id><published>2009-11-07T14:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T14:48:31.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#29 - Cause In Your Eyes, I'd Like To Stay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SvUW-0sOuyI/AAAAAAAAB74/AyIxrlebRm0/s1600-h/BLOG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401248596652636962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SvUW-0sOuyI/AAAAAAAAB74/AyIxrlebRm0/s320/BLOG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes, I hate myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes, I have only 1 true friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes, I'm afraid to talk to you because all the secrets might spill out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes, I want to tell Fatso everything but I don't dare to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes, I think I will collapse one day from all the hate inside of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes, I feel like walking away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes, I think need counselling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes, I stop thinking about it &amp;amp; get so happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes, I pray to God to forgive me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't know what to think anymore about you.  I don't have anything to say to you. It's just a while more till. So I shall wait. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ommmmmmmm deep breath ommmmmmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I need inner peace I need to learn yoga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1578287828403074429-8028769715914231850?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/8028769715914231850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/11/29-cause-in-your-eyes-id-like-to-stay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/8028769715914231850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/8028769715914231850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/11/29-cause-in-your-eyes-id-like-to-stay.html' title='#29 - Cause In Your Eyes, I&apos;d Like To Stay'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SvUW-0sOuyI/AAAAAAAAB74/AyIxrlebRm0/s72-c/BLOG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-1780617631338446915</id><published>2009-10-31T13:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T13:37:52.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#28 - The Lovin' Look That's Left Your Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SuvKMeoM6II/AAAAAAAAB7w/_hbCxvFw_5A/s1600-h/glass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398630894062594178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SuvKMeoM6II/AAAAAAAAB7w/_hbCxvFw_5A/s320/glass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's been a hell of a week. I'm really tired. Yesterday I got home @ 9+ coming to 10pm and I asked myself if I could pull through this, pull through SS (Damn SS!) and Physics. I thought no. Everytime I walk into the hall I get so tensed up &amp;amp; afraid. 13 more days of hell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh but talking about sitting in the hall. Thank goodness I sit next to somebody who gives me a free flow of sweets &amp;amp; is a constant source of amusement. I think that helps a lot especially before &amp;amp; after the paper. Thankful for that ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Had this super weird dream yesterday night. It included the Malfoys &amp;amp; Voldemort from Harry Potter, Lady GaGa, Abu Dhabi, rocks, a huge expanse of sea, my primary school, carpets, a school main hall, a buggy, my dad &amp;amp; my brother, and Jam. It was going to end really happily ( Cos of something to do with Jam) &amp;amp; then I woke up. But with a smile on my face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;New favourite song is the Torres song. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You lift my feet off the ground,&lt;br /&gt;Spin me around.&lt;br /&gt;You make me crazier, crazier&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I’m falling,&lt;br /&gt;And I’m,lost in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;You make me crazier, crazier, crazier.&lt;br /&gt;Oh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1578287828403074429-1780617631338446915?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/1780617631338446915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/10/28-lovin-look-thats-left-your-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/1780617631338446915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/1780617631338446915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/10/28-lovin-look-thats-left-your-eyes.html' title='#28 - The Lovin&apos; Look That&apos;s Left Your Eyes'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SuvKMeoM6II/AAAAAAAAB7w/_hbCxvFw_5A/s72-c/glass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-8507037501796142205</id><published>2009-10-23T13:17:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T13:06:53.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#27 - Steady Feet, Don't Fail Me Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SuFHDMIAhCI/AAAAAAAAB7g/JNjbYstZRLo/s1600-h/the+worst.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395671948686558242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SuFHDMIAhCI/AAAAAAAAB7g/JNjbYstZRLo/s320/the+worst.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Because these things will change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Can you feel it now?&lt;br /&gt;These walls that they put up to hold us back will fall down&lt;br /&gt;This revolution,&lt;br /&gt;The time will come for us to finally win&lt;br /&gt;And we'll sing hallelujah, we'll sing hallelujah, oh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I love this part, which is the chorus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;The second chorus is awesome too, love the transition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It was the night things changed&lt;br /&gt;Can you see it now?&lt;br /&gt;These walls that they put up to hold us back &lt;em&gt;fell down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a revolution, throw your hands up&lt;br /&gt;Cause we never gave in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And we sang hallelujah, we sang hallelujah, oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Hallelujah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;This song was featured on the AT &amp;amp; T Team USA Soundtrack. That's the USA Swim Team is I'm not wrong, the one that participated in the 2008 Beijing Olympics. It sings of the obstacles they went through and how they surpassed them all &amp;amp; emerged champions in so many events. (Who can forget Michael Phelps?) Pretty appropriate for what I ( &amp;amp; 75000 other 16 year olds are facing now.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;Probably last post here before 'O' Levels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;(Already planning what to do with Fatso already heheh ^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'O Levels might be tough, but we're a hell lot tougher!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1578287828403074429-8507037501796142205?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/8507037501796142205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/10/27-steady-feet-dont-fail-me-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/8507037501796142205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/8507037501796142205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/10/27-steady-feet-dont-fail-me-now.html' title='#27 - Steady Feet, Don&apos;t Fail Me Now'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SuFHDMIAhCI/AAAAAAAAB7g/JNjbYstZRLo/s72-c/the+worst.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-6923650219581047606</id><published>2009-10-17T14:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T14:47:46.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#26 - I Hear You Speak &amp; Your Words Melt Everyone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/StlodsM2E5I/AAAAAAAAB7Y/HwFT9qD184E/s1600-h/Everything+For+Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393456888043410322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/StlodsM2E5I/AAAAAAAAB7Y/HwFT9qD184E/s320/Everything+For+Love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I just watched some &lt;strong&gt;Princess Diaries 2&lt;/strong&gt; video clips again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Ahhhh Chris is so fine. (Heheh.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I suddenly miss talking to Fatso. Not the crazy kind but the quiet, sit-down &amp;amp; just talk @ outside Grotto when everyone's gone home &amp;amp; we can heck care about everything else kind. Even though we hardly had a lot of that. But it was good. I'm missing a lot of things now. But now is not the time.&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/1578287828403074429-6923650219581047606?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/6923650219581047606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/10/26-i-hear-you-speak-your-words-melt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/6923650219581047606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/6923650219581047606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/10/26-i-hear-you-speak-your-words-melt.html' title='#26 - I Hear You Speak &amp; Your Words Melt Everyone'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/StlodsM2E5I/AAAAAAAAB7Y/HwFT9qD184E/s72-c/Everything+For+Love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-9024726246897662747</id><published>2009-10-13T20:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T20:55:51.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#25 - 1000 Broken Wings, Carried On 1000 Broken Hearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/YWnzzcY8OH/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/YWnzzcY8OH/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 1px; 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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I could tell you&lt;br /&gt;His favorite color's green&lt;br /&gt;He loves to argue&lt;br /&gt;Born on the17th&lt;br /&gt;His sister's beautiful&lt;br /&gt;He has his father's eyes&lt;br /&gt;And if you ask me if I love him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'd lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;New favourite song ^^ (Listen to it, that includes you Fatso even though I made you listen to it already heheh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Today was pretty good. Studied studied studied. (repeat that 5000 times)Studying @ the cubicle (No not the toilet one) was okay lah, not as stuffy as I thought. Fatso tried to fish for me but her bait was bread. &lt;strong&gt;LOUSY&lt;/strong&gt;. @ least bread with Jam right not heheh. Jesse came over to ka chiao people again as usual. (It's his 1 &amp;amp; only talent.) Studying @ library was not too bad either, today wasn't as crowded as last Thursday. All in all, good day. Better if I had looked up in the morning. (Fatso dreamt of Jam :'( Weird dream, weird person to dream of.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;10+ days. I shouldn't be here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1578287828403074429-9024726246897662747?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/9024726246897662747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/10/id-lie-taylor-swift-and-i-could-tell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/9024726246897662747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/9024726246897662747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/10/id-lie-taylor-swift-and-i-could-tell.html' title='#25 - 1000 Broken Wings, Carried On 1000 Broken Hearts'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-7059093939429720079</id><published>2009-10-09T14:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T14:42:53.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#24 - This Time I'll Be Bullet Proof</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/Ss7YG9x4vOI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/FI5bl_ucL9o/s1600-h/CWP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390483418183679202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/Ss7YG9x4vOI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/FI5bl_ucL9o/s320/CWP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"When they ask me what I liked best, I'll say it was you."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;-City of Angels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;(I mean, look @ the eyes.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(THE EYES!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Yesterday was good @ school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Fatso passed me a bug, so we both sniffle &amp;amp; have fevers now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;(Take care Fatso!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;We got so tired of studying we took a walk around school, guess where we ended up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;On the 4th floor @ the Sec 3 Level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Then we went to the 5th, &amp;amp; went back to 2C '07 old classroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I found a table that we used before! It was one with a arc carved into it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&amp;amp; Oh man did that bring back memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Off to Tumblr bye ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1578287828403074429-7059093939429720079?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/7059093939429720079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/10/24-this-time-ill-be-bullet-proof.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/7059093939429720079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/7059093939429720079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/10/24-this-time-ill-be-bullet-proof.html' title='#24 - This Time I&apos;ll Be Bullet Proof'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/Ss7YG9x4vOI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/FI5bl_ucL9o/s72-c/CWP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-460454684718753284</id><published>2009-10-05T15:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T16:11:19.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#23 - It's Not Always Rainbows &amp; Butterflies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SsmqEANrXrI/AAAAAAAAB7I/KEkvUbRViq0/s1600-h/ILYP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389025414879076018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SsmqEANrXrI/AAAAAAAAB7I/KEkvUbRViq0/s320/ILYP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/Ssmm2mpwkmI/AAAAAAAAB6w/aHPXmBl3jc8/s1600-h/PAULIE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389021886144352866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/Ssmm2mpwkmI/AAAAAAAAB6w/aHPXmBl3jc8/s320/PAULIE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SsmmqCllR-I/AAAAAAAAB6o/FZgn5DMCpds/s1600-h/PAUL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389021670304729058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SsmmqCllR-I/AAAAAAAAB6o/FZgn5DMCpds/s320/PAUL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tricia these are for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;(Stop giving that I&lt;strong&gt; SEE PAULIEEEEEE!!!&lt;/strong&gt; face. Thanks hehe.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;6个字：拿得起，放得下。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;SO VENUS STOP IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Tomorrow meeting Fatso!!! Heehee I miss you already. 40 minutes has been our longest phone conversation. Talk to you tmr.(L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"I see the light beside you, &amp;amp; all at once/I am born again."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;(Avalanche, David Cook)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1578287828403074429-460454684718753284?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/460454684718753284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/10/23-its-not-always-rainbows-butterflies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/460454684718753284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/460454684718753284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/10/23-its-not-always-rainbows-butterflies.html' title='#23 - It&apos;s Not Always Rainbows &amp; Butterflies.'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SsmqEANrXrI/AAAAAAAAB7I/KEkvUbRViq0/s72-c/ILYP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-2643884119335697810</id><published>2009-09-28T20:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T16:27:35.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#22 - Do You Feel My Heart Beating (Do You Understand?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SsCt-wPZ-4I/AAAAAAAAB6g/z8Yt-dRzF_g/s1600-h/You%27re+There.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386496447948127106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SsCt-wPZ-4I/AAAAAAAAB6g/z8Yt-dRzF_g/s320/You%27re+There.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today was such a messed up, mucked up, day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Firstly in the morning, I got so angry that I could cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;(Who cries when they're angry lah.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Then I got angry @ myself for getting angry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;(How damn stupid is that?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Secondly, I stayed angry. For the rest of the school day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thirdly, I don't know what got into me when I stayed back to do the Mock Exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;(I think I just didn't want to see your face. Yes.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Fourth, on my way home. I have no idea how to say this, but it was a bloody painful heart-wrenching moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;It hurt so much to see someone smile so beautifully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm at peace with myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm at peace with myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I love you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fatso&lt;/span&gt;. I think you already know but I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;How much more superficial can you get? You're really not who I thought you were, &amp;amp; I can't believe I took 2 years to realise this.&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/1578287828403074429-2643884119335697810?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/2643884119335697810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/09/22-do-you-feel-my-heart-beating-do-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/2643884119335697810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/2643884119335697810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/09/22-do-you-feel-my-heart-beating-do-you.html' title='#22 - Do You Feel My Heart Beating (Do You Understand?)'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SsCt-wPZ-4I/AAAAAAAAB6g/z8Yt-dRzF_g/s72-c/You%27re+There.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-1128943000102129966</id><published>2009-09-28T20:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T20:34:22.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#21 - I Loved You With A Fire Red, Now It's Turning Blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;"All the lonely people, where do they come from? All the lonely people, where do they all belong?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Eleanor Rigby, The Beatles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1578287828403074429-1128943000102129966?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/1128943000102129966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/09/21-i-loved-you-with-fire-red-now-its.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/1128943000102129966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/1128943000102129966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/09/21-i-loved-you-with-fire-red-now-its.html' title='#21 - I Loved You With A Fire Red, Now It&apos;s Turning Blue'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-2996671954566214170</id><published>2009-09-26T15:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T16:27:51.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#20 - Come With Me Tonight,We Can Make The Night Last Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#Edit/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;"You have enough energy to go all day no matter what you are doing. Marathons of physical or mental activity are best although you can do well in almost any situation."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;That was my horoscope for yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;How apt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;(Yes I read horoscopes.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Yesterday was awesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Yesterday I found out that sometimes 1 person is all you really need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Tea, a drink with JAM (Venus yells this out) &amp;amp; bread!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;No more poison/ killing my emotions/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;I will not be frozen/ Dancing is my remedy, remedy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;(This song stuck in my head like cannot turn off 'Replay' button. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Was singing it, &amp;amp; true enough, dancing was our remedy yesterday night ^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;I learnt some very important things from yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Always bring tons of candles. Just in case you have an Aunty in your group who always wants to cry when the flame dies out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never dance to Nobody + Too Cool + Superman b'cos above equation = LEG CRAMP. A damn pain one if I might add.&lt;/strong&gt; (No it wasn't me.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Never fight with PRCs for chances to Cai1 Deng1 Mi2. (You'll totally lose.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Have a lot of fun dancing &amp;amp; singing &amp;amp; don't give a damn about who the hell is watching you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Love your best friends. All 8 of them! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;Never, never get your hope us too high. Especially if someone is a nerd &amp;amp; doesn't want to appear &amp;amp; broke somebody's heart.(HAHA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;I'm sorry that I feel this way, I pray to God to take all the jealousy &amp;amp; rage &amp;amp; confusion away but it's like pent up inside of me. I try so hard to hold it all together but it seeps through the cracks. I'm sorry &amp;amp; I'm stupid @ thinking like this when I know I'm damn not supposed to! Please forgive me; I'll try to be someone better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Have you ever felt so bad before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1578287828403074429-2996671954566214170?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/2996671954566214170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/09/20-come-with-me-tonightwe-can-make.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/2996671954566214170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/2996671954566214170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/09/20-come-with-me-tonightwe-can-make.html' title='#20 - Come With Me Tonight,We Can Make The Night Last Forever'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-631068792520722009</id><published>2009-09-24T13:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T16:28:00.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#19 - She Ain't Anybody You've Seen Before</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"We were given: Two hands to hold. To legs to walk. Two eyes to see. Two ears to listen. But why only one heart? Because the other was given to someone else. For us to find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&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/1578287828403074429-631068792520722009?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/631068792520722009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/09/19-she-aint-anybody-youve-seen-before.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/631068792520722009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/631068792520722009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/09/19-she-aint-anybody-youve-seen-before.html' title='#19 - She Ain&apos;t Anybody You&apos;ve Seen Before'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-6628213507231309344</id><published>2009-09-23T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T16:21:34.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#18 -  Russian Roulette Is Not The Same Without A Gun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SrnadF3BISI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/ba_LrhGn37g/s1600-h/tmr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384575022822138146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SrnadF3BISI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/ba_LrhGn37g/s320/tmr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1578287828403074429-6628213507231309344?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/6628213507231309344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/09/18-russian-roulette-is-not-same-without.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/6628213507231309344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/6628213507231309344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/09/18-russian-roulette-is-not-same-without.html' title='#18 -  Russian Roulette Is Not The Same Without A Gun'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SrnadF3BISI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/ba_LrhGn37g/s72-c/tmr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-1060211437534674896</id><published>2009-09-19T12:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T16:28:12.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#17 - Cause You Know That You're Living A Lie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SrRfVjhehdI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/z6e1jk2eqSw/s1600-h/leyt+love+in.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383032278532130258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SrRfVjhehdI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/z6e1jk2eqSw/s320/leyt+love+in.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;I know, I have a weird fascination with robots nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Pamela, wait until after 'O's kay. Will put it up then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;+ Change background &amp;amp; everything else in between.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Yesterday was a pretty good day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Seeing some people made it better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Heehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&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/1578287828403074429-1060211437534674896?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/1060211437534674896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/09/17-cause-you-know-that-youre-living-lie.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/1060211437534674896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/1060211437534674896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/09/17-cause-you-know-that-youre-living-lie.html' title='#17 - Cause You Know That You&apos;re Living A Lie'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SrRfVjhehdI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/z6e1jk2eqSw/s72-c/leyt+love+in.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-8322310051491790213</id><published>2009-09-17T18:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T12:30:47.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#16 - While I Dance Until My Feet Can't Feel The Ground</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SrIOIaS0v9I/AAAAAAAAB54/8oesAXMBvAE/s1600-h/CP1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382380042321182674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SrIOIaS0v9I/AAAAAAAAB54/8oesAXMBvAE/s320/CP1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt; Ignore the hi. I didn't write that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;THE SHOES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&amp;amp; Practically everything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&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/1578287828403074429-8322310051491790213?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/8322310051491790213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/09/16.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/8322310051491790213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/8322310051491790213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/09/16.html' title='#16 - While I Dance Until My Feet Can&apos;t Feel The Ground'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SrIOIaS0v9I/AAAAAAAAB54/8oesAXMBvAE/s72-c/CP1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-6310320475980274349</id><published>2009-09-13T17:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T17:34:11.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#15 - That Girl's A Genius Woah Oh Oh Oh Oh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;They said: "Oh hey there girl, tell me what do you do"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;She said: "Um nothing but I'm damn sure it's more than you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Utterly brilliant lyrics.&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/1578287828403074429-6310320475980274349?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/6310320475980274349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/09/15-that-girls-genius-woah-oh-oh-oh-oh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/6310320475980274349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/6310320475980274349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/09/15-that-girls-genius-woah-oh-oh-oh-oh.html' title='#15 - That Girl&apos;s A Genius Woah Oh Oh Oh Oh!'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-2353384541689823858</id><published>2009-09-11T14:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T15:09:47.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#14 - Try To Leave A Light On When I'm Gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SqnxiNldz2I/AAAAAAAAB5o/05pp6eC4_Ws/s1600-h/Captn+Kirk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380096799935418210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SqnxiNldz2I/AAAAAAAAB5o/05pp6eC4_Ws/s320/Captn+Kirk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;8 Days, September 10 Issue 986&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The&lt;em&gt; Star Trek&lt;/em&gt; actor joked that having a Captain Kirk toy in his likeness was one of the toughest parts of fame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"My friends have given me a lot of flak over [it]." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(The toy looks much nicer in the magazine.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SMALL BUT AWESOME PHOTO OF HIM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chris Pine is the sex ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;On this day of your life, Venus, we believe God wants you to know... ...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;that it's your heart that knows who loves you, not your ears or eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the words, and you can be fooled. Look at the actions, and you can be fooled. Feel deeply into your heart, and then you will know the truth. Who makes your heart soar now? Well, what are you waiting for? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;Jam, duh. Yeah I don't know what I'm waiting for I should have stood in front of him &amp;amp; nose bleedz today right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1578287828403074429-2353384541689823858?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/2353384541689823858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/09/14-try-to-leave-light-on-when-im-gone.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/2353384541689823858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/2353384541689823858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/09/14-try-to-leave-light-on-when-im-gone.html' title='#14 - Try To Leave A Light On When I&apos;m Gone'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SqnxiNldz2I/AAAAAAAAB5o/05pp6eC4_Ws/s72-c/Captn+Kirk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-5077907601111777729</id><published>2009-09-07T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T20:32:18.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#13 - Looking Down The Barrel Of A Hot Metal .45</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;There's no Christopher Whitelaw Pine @ Co Co Perez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;I'm mightily pissed.&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/1578287828403074429-5077907601111777729?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/5077907601111777729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/09/13-looking-down-barrel-of-hot-metal-45.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/5077907601111777729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/5077907601111777729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/09/13-looking-down-barrel-of-hot-metal-45.html' title='#13 - Looking Down The Barrel Of A Hot Metal .45'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-3220884450381628840</id><published>2009-09-06T17:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T17:25:14.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#12 - They'll Kick You &amp; They'll Beat You &amp; They'll Tell You It's Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Today I coughed up blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1578287828403074429-3220884450381628840?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/3220884450381628840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/09/12-theyll-kick-you-theyll-beat-you.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/3220884450381628840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/3220884450381628840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/09/12-theyll-kick-you-theyll-beat-you.html' title='#12 - They&apos;ll Kick You &amp; They&apos;ll Beat You &amp; They&apos;ll Tell You It&apos;s Fair'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-8536631854800634244</id><published>2009-09-01T12:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T12:10:03.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#1 - You &amp; I Will Be One Tough Act To Follow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 300px"&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/FQiKxDt04h/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/FQiKxDt04h/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 1px; PADDING-LEFT: 1px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; PADDING-TOP: 1px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #e6e6e6"&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FLOAT: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 4px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" method="post"&gt;&lt;input name="EmbedSearchBox"&gt;&lt;input style="FONT-SIZE: 12px" type="submit" value="Search"&gt; &lt;div style="PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;amp;ek=FQiKxDt04h" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;amp;ek=FQiKxDt04h" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;amp;ek=FQiKxDt04h" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;amp;ek=FQiKxDt04h" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/FQiKxDt04h/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/artists/marie_digby/music/jLKbgSc5/mari-digby-avalanche/"&gt;Avalanche - Marié Digby&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Since when do you come around?&lt;br /&gt;And the temperature's changed, nothing's the same&lt;br /&gt;Left me, in yesterday&lt;br /&gt;You don't see me that way, touched me that way, no more&lt;br /&gt;When you get so cold, I'm not sure just how much longer I can hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got me standin' at the bottom of this mountain that we've&lt;br /&gt;And the ground is shakin' from all of our mistakes&lt;br /&gt;But there's no one, but then the ice is in our way&lt;br /&gt;It's a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;We can rewind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you only knew, What my heart would do for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to break through,&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think it's worth the chance?&lt;br /&gt;Let's leave the past, Is that too much to ask?&lt;br /&gt;And where do we stand?&lt;br /&gt;Can we pull through this avalanche?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I dreamt you were next to me. &amp;amp; Everything seemed alright again.&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/1578287828403074429-8536631854800634244?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/8536631854800634244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/09/1-you-i-will-be-one-tough-act-to-follow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/8536631854800634244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/8536631854800634244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/09/1-you-i-will-be-one-tough-act-to-follow.html' title='#1 - You &amp; I Will Be One Tough Act To Follow'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-4617873195269518682</id><published>2009-08-29T14:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T14:35:13.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#10 - &amp; When Love Is Dead (I'm Lovin Angels Instead)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SpjIvF6hYqI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/rZoKfycncN4/s1600-h/lomography.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375266866633728674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SpjIvF6hYqI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/rZoKfycncN4/s320/lomography.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375266985212812162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SpjI1_p-m4I/AAAAAAAAB5g/SDSQ17maIeI/s320/lomo1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I’m in love with lomography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd picture is one taken by a Lomo Camera. Pretty ain’t it? :&gt; The super cute cameras don’t hurt either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;‘Lomography emphasizes casual, snapshot photography. Characteristics such as over-saturated colors, off-kilter exposure, blurring, “happy accidents,” and alternative film processing are often considered part of the “Lomographic Technique.” Users are encouraged to take a lighthearted approach to their photography, and use these techniques to document everyday life, as the Lomo LC-A’s small size, simple controls, and ability to shoot in low light encourages candid photography, photo reportage, and photo vérité through the much-touted “10 Rules.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;Prelims are very, very scary. But they’re not the end of the world.&lt;br /&gt;‘O’ Levels are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask myself all the time, if this is worth it. The answer, always unfailingly, is yes.&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/1578287828403074429-4617873195269518682?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/4617873195269518682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/08/10-when-love-is-dead-im-lovin-angels.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/4617873195269518682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/4617873195269518682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/08/10-when-love-is-dead-im-lovin-angels.html' title='#10 - &amp; When Love Is Dead (I&apos;m Lovin Angels Instead)'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SpjIvF6hYqI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/rZoKfycncN4/s72-c/lomography.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-8980560199006254854</id><published>2009-08-26T15:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T16:12:01.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#9 - Look At The Stars, Look How They Shine For You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SpTrQ91swsI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/9ySsJPyNbOA/s1600-h/Birthday!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374178932070073026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SpTrQ91swsI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/9ySsJPyNbOA/s320/Birthday!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;How can someone be so perfect.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#999999;"&gt;Happy Birthday, all the way to Los Angeles, CA :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#999999;"&gt;Luvvvvvvvvvvv.&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/1578287828403074429-8980560199006254854?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/8980560199006254854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/08/9-look-at-stars-look-how-they-shine-for.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/8980560199006254854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/8980560199006254854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/08/9-look-at-stars-look-how-they-shine-for.html' title='#9 - Look At The Stars, Look How They Shine For You'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r-DG2NqOH5U/SpTrQ91swsI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/9ySsJPyNbOA/s72-c/Birthday!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-1822644965255812281</id><published>2009-08-22T12:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T12:39:38.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#8 - Something About You Caught My Eye (Something Moved Me Deep Inside)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Far away there in the sunshine are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them, but I can look up and see their beauty, believe in them, and try to follow where they lead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;-Louisa May Alcott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I'm gonna forget. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Forget every goddamn thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Forget every goddamn memory &amp;amp; start again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;(I hate myself.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1578287828403074429-1822644965255812281?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/1822644965255812281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/08/8-something-about-you-caught-my-eye.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/1822644965255812281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/1822644965255812281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/08/8-something-about-you-caught-my-eye.html' title='#8 - Something About You Caught My Eye (Something Moved Me Deep Inside)'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-1764026166002146838</id><published>2009-08-21T14:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T14:20:00.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#7- Sweet Dream/ Beautiful Nightmare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#999999;"&gt;Law of Attraction : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I WANT I MUST I AM I WILL I SHOULD I WOULD I CAN DO WELL FOR PRELIMS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#999999;"&gt;Mmmm yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#999999;"&gt;David Archueleta's very cute :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#999999;"&gt;+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#999999;"&gt;Liverpool beat Stoke today! Megaultra happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#999999;"&gt;Doing Victory Dance now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1578287828403074429-1764026166002146838?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/1764026166002146838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/08/7-sweet-dream-beautiful-nightmare.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/1764026166002146838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/1764026166002146838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/08/7-sweet-dream-beautiful-nightmare.html' title='#7- Sweet Dream/ Beautiful Nightmare'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-6906807948814594460</id><published>2009-08-16T19:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T19:33:23.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#6 - V is for Very, Very Extraordinary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;You are often loved because of your outgoing and fun personality, and you like to give hugs and flirt, but underneath of it all you are lacking heart. You find i...t hard to love others through all the walls you've built around your heart from being hurt so much throughout life, but you want to love, you desperately want that fun, romance that you see in others, but you don't know if you can have it in your current circumstances. You want stability, but at the same time you need change. You go from one extreme to another and often feel overwhelmed when you can't figure out something. You think about your life often and how you can improve your character. You find it hard to settle, but you really want to. You just feel like you need to find that balance, that heart that you've been missing for so long. You need to love through the pain, but it's so hard. But the walls need to crumble for you to truly be YOU..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;Damn tomorrow got health check my double period English lesson cancelled = no 1 &amp;amp; half hour of Facebooking :'( No injections ftw!!! :&gt; Save on tissue paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;Wearing big T-shirts make me feel very loved. By the T-shirt. I love smelling like a guy :&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;I think Marc has very good suggestions. Here's what he says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;To feel happy, find edible ink, &amp;amp; some food. Write HAPPY on the food &amp;amp; eat it. 'Cos you are what you eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;(&amp;amp; In my case, find a huge jar of Jam, or Happiness Jam &amp;amp; binge like never binge before.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;Or just buy me my jersey lah. Home/Away kit also can, as long as got Carslberg + Adidas + LFC badge big big there can alr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;I miss Angela. I don't know why. Haha.&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/1578287828403074429-6906807948814594460?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/6906807948814594460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/08/6-v-is-for-very-very-extraordinary.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/6906807948814594460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/6906807948814594460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/08/6-v-is-for-very-very-extraordinary.html' title='#6 - V is for Very, Very Extraordinary'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-1043008427135110300</id><published>2009-08-16T14:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:42:27.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#5 - I'm just trying to change the colour on my mood ring.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#999999;"&gt;Am tired Am in need of moolah ( Who isn't btw) Am thinking of something other than this Am not ready for prelims Am not even ready for Paper 1 on Thurs (Or Friday. Whatever) Am giving in to a lot of people &amp;amp; my stupid thoughts Am reminded of health check tomorrow Am going to cry if got injection 'cos got fear of weird people poking needles in me Am laughing @ Marc's study guide Am not wanting to sit down for tuition l8r Am thinking of how insecure the outside world makes me Am wondering what's for dinner ( I'm not supposed to be hungry this fast!) Am thinking what a loser life I have Am thinking I am such a loser in turn Am in need of new things ( Food + clothes + life) Am missing somebody upstairs in front a bit in front a bit Am not supposed to be here.&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/1578287828403074429-1043008427135110300?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/1043008427135110300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/08/5-im-just-trying-to-change-colour-on-my.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/1043008427135110300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/1043008427135110300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/08/5-im-just-trying-to-change-colour-on-my.html' title='#5 - I&apos;m just trying to change the colour on my mood ring.'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-3426198789667860925</id><published>2009-08-12T16:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T16:13:32.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#4- &amp; I say Jump you say how high?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;THIS IS LUST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sneakernews.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/vans-era-classickicks-03.jpg"&gt;http://sneakernews.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/vans-era-classickicks-03.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;CLICKCLICKCLICKCLICKCLICK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;Okay this is just to say, I need to wean myself off my addiction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;:'(((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&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/1578287828403074429-3426198789667860925?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/3426198789667860925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/08/4.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/3426198789667860925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/3426198789667860925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/08/4.html' title='#4- &amp; I say Jump you say how high?'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-6171050620437978831</id><published>2009-08-08T11:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T12:03:15.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#3- Made from Love, not blood.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Yesterday was&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &amp;amp; ^^ ^^ ^^ &amp;amp; !!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I'm the happiest person in this world r8 now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#999999;"&gt;Luvvvvvvz.&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/1578287828403074429-6171050620437978831?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/6171050620437978831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/08/3-made-from-love-not-blood.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/6171050620437978831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/6171050620437978831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/08/3-made-from-love-not-blood.html' title='#3- Made from Love, not blood.'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-1993160256414557097</id><published>2009-08-05T17:37:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T17:59:23.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#2 - You're Way Too Beautiful.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 300px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/JsVYyMfZZl"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/JsVYyMfZZl" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 1px; PADDING-LEFT: 1px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; PADDING-TOP: 1px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #e6e6e6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FLOAT: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 4px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" method="post"&gt;&lt;input name="EmbedSearchBox"&gt;&lt;input type="submit"  value="Search" style="font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;amp;ek=JsVYyMfZZl" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;amp;ek=JsVYyMfZZl" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;amp;ek=JsVYyMfZZl" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;amp;ek=JsVYyMfZZl" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/JsVYyMfZZl/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You're better then the best&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky just to linger in your light&lt;br /&gt;Cooler then the flip side of my pillow, that's right&lt;br /&gt;Completely unaware&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can compare to where you send me,&lt;br /&gt;Lets me know that it's ok, yeah it's ok&lt;br /&gt;And the moments where my good times start to fade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You make me smile like the sun&lt;br /&gt;Fall out of bed, sing like bird&lt;br /&gt;Dizzy in my head, spin like a record&lt;br /&gt;Crazy on a Sunday night&lt;br /&gt;You make me dance like a fool&lt;br /&gt;Forget how to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Shine like gold, buzz like a bee&lt;br /&gt;Just the thought of you can drive me wild&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;Somehow you come along&lt;br /&gt;Just like a flower poking through the sidewalk crack and just like that&lt;br /&gt;You steal away the rain and just like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me smile like the sun&lt;br /&gt;Fall out of bed, sing like bird&lt;br /&gt;Dizzy in my head, spin like a record&lt;br /&gt;Crazy on a Sunday night&lt;br /&gt;You make me dance like a fool&lt;br /&gt;Forget how to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Shine like gold, buzz like a bee&lt;br /&gt;Just the thought of you can drive me wild&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know how I lived without you&lt;br /&gt;Cause every time that I get around you&lt;br /&gt;I see the best of me inside your eyes&lt;br /&gt;You make me smile&lt;br /&gt;You make me dance like a fool&lt;br /&gt;Forget how to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Shine like gold, buzz like a bee&lt;br /&gt;Just the thought of you can drive me wild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me smile like the sun&lt;br /&gt;Fall out of bed, sing like bird&lt;br /&gt;Dizzy in my head, spin like a record&lt;br /&gt;Crazy on a Sunday night&lt;br /&gt;You make me dance like a fool&lt;br /&gt;Forget how to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Shine like gold, buzz like a bee&lt;br /&gt;Just the thought of you can drive me wild&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, you make me smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#999999;"&gt;This song is so awesome sweeeeeeet. Makes my heart meltz like ice-cram on a hot summer's day. Or when I see Jam :&gt; Heeeeeeee listen to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#999999;"&gt;Today was kinda like a rollercoaster ride. Really high in the morning &amp;amp; afternoon (After school haha I love canteen lah *winkz* &amp;amp; I think I hugged Teri r8 smack there haha Zo Mai Gawd)&amp;amp; then felt really exhausted during Biology test. 1 &amp;amp; a half hours of thinking about mitosis &amp;amp; respiration etc, = 60 MCQs = hypnotic effect by the time I got to Qns 50. I think I was half awake when I did the qns after that. Sighz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#999999;"&gt;Show &amp;amp; Share topic: &lt;strong&gt;How Jam is made.&lt;/strong&gt; Ain't I smart ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#999999;"&gt;I have a new smiley :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#999999;"&gt;:&gt; :&gt; :&lt;&lt;&lt; :&gt; :&gt; is how I'm feeling now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1578287828403074429-1993160256414557097?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/1993160256414557097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/08/smile-uncle-kracker_8301.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/1993160256414557097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/1993160256414557097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/08/smile-uncle-kracker_8301.html' title='#2 - You&apos;re Way Too Beautiful.'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1578287828403074429.post-2548942394273256871</id><published>2009-08-03T17:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T17:52:57.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#1-^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;'Cos you're only worth that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;No tagboard I think. Comments r below. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;I know, I'm missing BangCrashBoom alr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;I love yoooooouuuuuuuuuuuuu.&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/1578287828403074429-2548942394273256871?l=burntheroin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/feeds/2548942394273256871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/08/1_03.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/2548942394273256871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1578287828403074429/posts/default/2548942394273256871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burntheroin.blogspot.com/2009/08/1_03.html' title='#1-^^'/><author><name>Δ Venus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192715945840146748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMtYq6EKljA/TydhDmUQcII/AAAAAAAACB0/HaCu_9rmK0E/s220/IMG_0318.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
