<?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-25140429</id><updated>2011-07-31T10:46:17.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pwincessh's shelter</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>366</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-208790595303527789</id><published>2010-08-30T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T02:45:10.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know, the only times I ever cry now, is when I know I'm close to losing a friend. Why must it be that I know when the threads of fate are fading away? I wish I'm blind to everything like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-208790595303527789?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/208790595303527789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/208790595303527789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/08/you-know-only-times-i-ever-cry-now-is.html' title=''/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-3735642787725789239</id><published>2010-06-26T15:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T15:09:20.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>向日葵</title><content type='html'>那就是我们爱过的证明&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-3735642787725789239?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/3735642787725789239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/3735642787725789239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post_3610.html' title='向日葵'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-2228910951250317261</id><published>2010-06-26T15:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T15:08:17.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>向日葵</title><content type='html'>那就是我们爱过的证明&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-2228910951250317261?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/2228910951250317261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/2228910951250317261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post_26.html' title='向日葵'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-2700279531193452220</id><published>2010-06-25T14:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T14:18:46.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>只要你快乐</title><content type='html'>只要你快乐&lt;br /&gt;失去爱情那又如何&lt;br /&gt;我不傻&lt;br /&gt;就算只剩下昨日的拥抱&lt;br /&gt;付出什么都是值得&lt;br /&gt;关于未来该如何期待&lt;br /&gt;就让你自由自在&lt;br /&gt;我会守着这份爱&lt;br /&gt;等你回来打开&lt;br /&gt;而我喜欢这样的你&lt;br /&gt;而你喜欢拥有曾经&lt;br /&gt;当我爱上你就愿意相信&lt;br /&gt;只要你快乐&lt;br /&gt;就算付出什么都是值得&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-2700279531193452220?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/2700279531193452220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/2700279531193452220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post_25.html' title='只要你快乐'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-1434099372082474539</id><published>2010-06-22T08:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T08:42:26.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>你的笑 你的好 脑海里 一直在绕&lt;br /&gt;我的手 忘不了 你手的温度&lt;br /&gt;心碎了一地 捡不回 从前的心跳 &lt;br /&gt;身陷过去 我无力逃跑&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;接受你的决定&lt;br /&gt;是我一致的坚定&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-1434099372082474539?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/1434099372082474539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/1434099372082474539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post_22.html' title=''/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-4349301169124322971</id><published>2010-06-22T02:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T02:46:06.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had been made to promise that I'd hold on to the next guy I fall in love with. But, who is to say if the guy sould be held on to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-4349301169124322971?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/4349301169124322971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/4349301169124322971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-had-been-made-to-promise-that-id-hold.html' title=''/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-3959057180320299403</id><published>2010-06-20T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T22:08:35.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>安靜了</title><content type='html'>安静了 在我枕边的梦里&lt;br /&gt;我知道相爱 原本就不容易&lt;br /&gt;爱不是一加一 努力就有结局&lt;br /&gt;脸颊的泪还温热 却没有人握我的手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说我给你太多 却不能给我什麽&lt;br /&gt;分不清激情承诺永恒或迷惑&lt;br /&gt;爱情是一道伤口 我们各自苦痛&lt;br /&gt;沉默是我最后温柔 是因为我太爱你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在这下雨天，太阳出走了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-3959057180320299403?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/3959057180320299403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/3959057180320299403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='安靜了'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-6044442895696208057</id><published>2010-06-08T03:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T03:31:26.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"It is not our differences that divide us. It is our inability to recognize, accept, and celebrate those differences." -Audre Lorde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;I'll just share this quote. Pretty one ain't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-6044442895696208057?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/6044442895696208057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/6044442895696208057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/06/it-is-not-our-differences-that-divide.html' title=''/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-7274770951891417256</id><published>2010-05-27T01:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T01:07:37.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chronicles of Vampire VS. Human Popsicle; Round 2, to be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-7274770951891417256?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/7274770951891417256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/7274770951891417256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/05/chronicles-of-vampire-vs.html' title=''/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-7960767321444256916</id><published>2010-05-20T04:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T04:26:09.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>窗外的天气 就像是 你多变的表情 下雨了&lt;br /&gt;雨陪我哭泣 看不清 我也不想看清&lt;br /&gt;离开你我安静的抽离 无人揭晓的剧情&lt;br /&gt;我的泪流在心里 学会放晴&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;窗外的泪滴 一滴滴累积&lt;br /&gt;屋内的湿气像储存爱你的记忆&lt;br /&gt;真希望 雨能下不停&lt;br /&gt;雨爱的秘密 让你去延续&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-7960767321444256916?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/7960767321444256916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/7960767321444256916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_20.html' title=''/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-2349499784399128047</id><published>2010-05-16T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T01:08:38.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>With just your smile&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I could see tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;If someone was ever hurt&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn’t hesitate&lt;br /&gt;To race to their side, I know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this on facebook. That was what I wanted to be. Someone that I had needed, but never found nor saw. &amp;there I was, hoping that no kids would have to experience what I had. But yet, my own son, I cannot save.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-2349499784399128047?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/2349499784399128047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/2349499784399128047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/05/with-just-your-smile-i-felt-like-i.html' title=''/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-1214491192040254449</id><published>2010-05-16T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T00:16:00.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I do know.</title><content type='html'>Would you know the feeling of true despair when all you can do is to see somebody you care for walking in the exact path that you did? You were once unguided, left to fend for your own. Yet you learnt. You grow in a positive way that probably nobody would have had done. You strive to guide the people trailing behind to learn the same way. But yet, how many would follow you? The pain that they'll suffer to be strong, the hurt they'll get to survive. Wouldn't it be easier to just fall&amp;let the currents take you? Wouldn't be easier to pretend, to hide away, to throw yourself off? But sometimes, the softer way, isn't the best way. You think you learnt, but you ended not knowing a thing. You just haven't reach a point whereby you'd realise that you're but another innocent soul, trying to get yourself lost in the wide surface of trips&amp;traps. Sometimes, there can't be second chance. Maybe, there'll come a time to listen to what others have to say. To open up&amp;realise that people out there are as unfortunate as you. But, they chose to pick a different route to reach the ending. That perhaps, the harsh moments are essential for you to be get to where you want to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-1214491192040254449?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/1214491192040254449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/1214491192040254449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/05/because-i-do-know.html' title='Because I do know.'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-407087406639433844</id><published>2010-05-14T12:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T12:07:40.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can give up any of what I have for what I want.&lt;br /&gt;I can give up my all for what I want to have.&lt;br /&gt;But when I don't have anything in the first place,&lt;br /&gt;what's there to give up?&lt;br /&gt;what's there to throw away?&lt;br /&gt;what's there to exchange?&lt;br /&gt;what's there, anyway?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-407087406639433844?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/407087406639433844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/407087406639433844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-can-give-up-any-of-what-i-have-for.html' title=''/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-2000715859571512478</id><published>2010-05-13T01:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T01:50:55.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>连寂寞都笑我太堕落 but I'll just let go</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;再给我两分钟&lt;br /&gt;让我把记忆结成冰&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:70%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The first time to actually be responsible for something, someone. The need to be responsible. Not entirely bad I'd say. The weight of having to be concerned about somebody else doesn't crush. In fact, it takes other weight off your shoulders.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;冷咖啡离开了杯垫&lt;br /&gt;我忍住的情绪在很后面&lt;br /&gt;拼命想挽回的从前&lt;br /&gt;在我脸上依旧清晰可见&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:70%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Now I understand how mothers feel giving their children up. Perhaps, this is another lesson in disguise. But, I just can't cope. Maybe I should just let kids take care of themselves before dependancy seeps into our veins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;回忆的画面&lt;br /&gt;在荡着秋千 梦开始不甜&lt;br /&gt;你说把爱渐渐 放下会走更远&lt;br /&gt;又何必去改变 已错过的时间&lt;br /&gt;你用你的指尖 阻止说我再见&lt;br /&gt;想象你在身边 在完全失去之前&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:70%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;My decisions have always been worthwhile. May this be another one. The things that I'm not meant to hold on to. The memories I shouldn't have gotten. The feelings I needn't have experienced. Let another memory fade to nothingness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;这样唯美的镜头&lt;br /&gt;是否只存在故事之中&lt;br /&gt;在你身后时间 把画面带走&lt;br /&gt;时间把镜头带走&lt;br /&gt;不假思索 回忆不放手&lt;br /&gt;哭过以后眼泪&lt;br /&gt;还是不停的的流&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-2000715859571512478?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/2000715859571512478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/2000715859571512478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/05/first-time-to-actually-be-responsible.html' title='连寂寞都笑我太堕落 but I&apos;ll just let go'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-685599405531201337</id><published>2010-05-12T12:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T12:19:51.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我知道伤心不能改变什么</title><content type='html'>我知道伤心不能改变什么&lt;br /&gt;那么让我诚实一点&lt;br /&gt;诚实难免有无法控制的宣泄&lt;br /&gt;只有关上了门不必理谁&lt;br /&gt;一个人坐在空的包厢里面&lt;br /&gt;手机让它休息一夜&lt;br /&gt;难像切歌切掉回忆的画面&lt;br /&gt;眼泪不能流过十二点&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:80%;"&gt;因为哭过所以了解其中的痛&lt;br /&gt;因为哭过所以知道其中的伤&lt;br /&gt;因为哭过所以明白其中的苦&lt;br /&gt;因为哭过所以不代表不再哭&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;因为泪才是在我生命里最真实的事&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-685599405531201337?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/685599405531201337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/685599405531201337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_12.html' title='我知道伤心不能改变什么'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-7699217009723750967</id><published>2010-05-11T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T23:17:21.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>放弃中就比继续来得容易&lt;br /&gt;投降还是比坚持来得简单&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-7699217009723750967?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/7699217009723750967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/7699217009723750967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_9903.html' title=''/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-3744771725682319848</id><published>2010-05-11T11:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T11:32:22.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>简单爱</title><content type='html'>当小孩很简单，&lt;br /&gt;也很好玩，很轻松。&lt;br /&gt;可，&lt;br /&gt;我已很久没当过小孩了。&lt;br /&gt;早已不是小孩的我，&lt;br /&gt;还有权力抱怨自己的生活吗？&lt;br /&gt;背负着大人的重担，&lt;br /&gt;我开始回忆起很久以前，&lt;br /&gt;那些曾经属于我童年的回忆。&lt;br /&gt;但，&lt;br /&gt;那些，也不过是个当大人的画面。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-3744771725682319848?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/3744771725682319848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/3744771725682319848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_11.html' title='简单爱'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-1018672772669155700</id><published>2010-05-10T13:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T13:55:25.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Right?</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I wonder how I cope with everything. All of these vibes. Everything I wished somebody would help me do. It boils down to emptiness. The loss, it's too dark. Maybe I just need to get used to the dark. Ditching the lamp, it's not tough. Right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-1018672772669155700?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/1018672772669155700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/1018672772669155700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/05/sometimes-i-wonder-how-i-cope-with.html' title='Right?'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-2802450923356185260</id><published>2010-05-07T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T23:06:39.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我知道伤心不能改变什么&lt;br /&gt;静静悄悄默默离开&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-2802450923356185260?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/2802450923356185260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/2802450923356185260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_07.html' title=''/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-4137597533228157594</id><published>2010-05-04T16:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T17:05:28.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if the rainbow should fall</title><content type='html'>说着笑着的午后&lt;br /&gt;钟声一直在停留&lt;br /&gt;风声静静躺着在诱惑&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我一个人在角落&lt;br /&gt;没有你陪伴的我&lt;br /&gt;连寂寞都笑我太堕落&lt;br /&gt;广场旁边的烟囱&lt;br /&gt;烟雾弥漫你面容&lt;br /&gt;我悄悄背颂你的温柔&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;喝着加温后的啤酒&lt;br /&gt;这样唯美的镜头&lt;br /&gt;是否只存在故事之中&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在你的身后时间把过去带走&lt;br /&gt;时间把镜头带走 不假思索 回忆不放手&lt;br /&gt;好想在跟你牵着手&lt;br /&gt;牵着你给我的温柔&lt;br /&gt;哭过以后眼泪&lt;br /&gt;还是不停的流&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我一个人在角落&lt;br /&gt;没有你陪伴的我&lt;br /&gt;连寂寞都笑我太堕落&lt;br /&gt;广场旁边的烟囱&lt;br /&gt;烟雾弥漫你面容&lt;br /&gt;我悄悄背颂你的温柔&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;喝着加温后的啤酒&lt;br /&gt;这样唯美的镜头&lt;br /&gt;是否只存在故事之中&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在你身后时间把画面带走&lt;br /&gt;时间把镜头带走 不假思索 回忆不放手&lt;br /&gt;好想在跟你牵着手&lt;br /&gt;牵着曾有过的温柔&lt;br /&gt;哭过以后眼泪&lt;br /&gt;还是不停的的流&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;雨下过之后 街角出现彩虹&lt;br /&gt;泪流乾之后 有彩虹&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-4137597533228157594?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/4137597533228157594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/4137597533228157594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-rainbow-falls.html' title='if the rainbow should fall'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-7400799702745225713</id><published>2010-05-01T12:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T13:02:21.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>眼泪不能流过十二点</title><content type='html'>难过&lt;br /&gt;是因为闷了很久&lt;br /&gt;是因为想了太多&lt;br /&gt;是心理起了作用&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-7400799702745225713?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/7400799702745225713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/7400799702745225713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='眼泪不能流过十二点'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-3526226289857943273</id><published>2010-04-30T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T01:21:07.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我一路向北 离开有你的季节&lt;br /&gt;你说你好累 已无法再爱上谁&lt;br /&gt;风在山路吹 过往的画面 全都是我不对&lt;br /&gt;细数惭愧 我伤你几回&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我一路向北 离开有你的季节&lt;br /&gt;方向盘周围 回转着我的后悔&lt;br /&gt;我加速超越 却甩不掉紧紧 跟随的伤悲&lt;br /&gt;细数惭愧 我伤你几回&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;停止狼狈 就让错纯粹&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-3526226289857943273?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/3526226289857943273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/3526226289857943273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_30.html' title=''/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-3829178193135856244</id><published>2010-04-29T04:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T04:09:20.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>爱情悬崖</title><content type='html'>我到了这个时候还是一样&lt;br /&gt;夜里的寂寞容易叫人悲伤&lt;br /&gt;我不敢想的太多&lt;br /&gt;因为我一个人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Humour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-3829178193135856244?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/3829178193135856244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/3829178193135856244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='爱情悬崖'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-4093281250742274833</id><published>2010-04-27T02:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T02:30:00.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if you seek amy</title><content type='html'>Forget not that you once remarked that we were the same. If that's true, then it's time for karma to bite you back. The very times that you dread so much, they seem to be back again not? It's not a turn in life, it's merely something that awaited unfolding. It still seems silly that I regard you as a friend. But yet, at the same time, I have already put it all down. You have come between us, &amp;now, I'll be there to witness the events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, miss you much. The old you actually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-4093281250742274833?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/4093281250742274833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/4093281250742274833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-you-seek-amy.html' title='if you seek amy'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-7987432583620149635</id><published>2010-04-26T11:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T11:39:33.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to my life&amp;beyond</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be hurt&lt;br /&gt;To feel lost&lt;br /&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;To be kicked when you're down&lt;br /&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around&lt;br /&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;br /&gt;And no one's there to save you&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It feels different everywhere, with everyone. But the change is constantly the drag. As time goes by, you find yourself throwing at the change instead. Not because you welcome it. But because, it's the only comfort you can find in this ever-changing life. The only constant in the ever ongoing changes. There can't be anything to get tired of. There's just the inability of being accustomed to something, knowing that it'll someday pass you right by. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-7987432583620149635?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/7987432583620149635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/7987432583620149635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/04/to-be-hurt-to-feel-lost-to-be-left-out.html' title='to my life&amp;beyond'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-1317759651613187391</id><published>2010-04-17T02:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T02:48:49.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the LEGACY</title><content type='html'>LEGACY`08, the one legacy I know, the one legacy I hold true to. The one legacy, worth me following through. Promise made, promise fulfilled. Time to take the backseat now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-1317759651613187391?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/1317759651613187391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/1317759651613187391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/04/legacy.html' title='the LEGACY'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-1641583485703118248</id><published>2010-02-21T03:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T03:50:47.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yuki no hana</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed id=VideoPlayback src=http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docid=8998100549747313195&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=true style=width:400px;height:326px allowFullScreen=true allowScriptAccess=always type=application/x-shockwave-flash&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A man’s shadow lines the pavement&lt;br /&gt;You walk in the twilight&lt;br /&gt;Always holding my hand&lt;br /&gt;If I’m by your side, I might not have to cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winds becomes cold&lt;br /&gt;And I can smell winter&lt;br /&gt;Gradually, in this city&lt;br /&gt;the seasons will change as you come close to them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, the first snowflowers bloom&lt;br /&gt;as we draw closer&lt;br /&gt;As I look upon this time&lt;br /&gt;the hapiness overflows in me&lt;br /&gt;If we depend on each other’s love, we’re not weak&lt;br /&gt;I simply, love you&lt;br /&gt;These thoughts are straight from the heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happens, as long as I’m with you;&lt;br /&gt;I get the feeling that I can overcome anything&lt;br /&gt;I know we can have this kind of life forever&lt;br /&gt;So I pray that it will continue like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind sways the window&lt;br /&gt;and at night I wake up shivvering&lt;br /&gt;I’ll chance any sadness&lt;br /&gt;by putting a smile on my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snowflowers flutter down&lt;br /&gt;outside the window&lt;br /&gt;Though I don’t know why they stop falling&lt;br /&gt;we will dye this city&lt;br /&gt;We may think&lt;br /&gt;“for who’s sake are we doing this?”&lt;br /&gt;But we know it’s because we know love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever get lost&lt;br /&gt;I’ll become a star, and light your path&lt;br /&gt;At night, when you smile, or get wet with tears&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be by your side, always and forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, the first snowflowers bloom&lt;br /&gt;as we draw closer&lt;br /&gt;As I look upon this time&lt;br /&gt;the hapiness overflows in me&lt;br /&gt;If we depend on each other’s love, we’re not weak&lt;br /&gt;It’s simple, I just want to be&lt;br /&gt;with you like this forever&lt;br /&gt;So I can feel your gentleness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pure white snowflowers,&lt;br /&gt;pilling up in this city&lt;br /&gt;In our hearts, we quickly draw our feels,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be with you forever, from this moment on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-1641583485703118248?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/1641583485703118248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/1641583485703118248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/02/mans-shadow-lines-pavement-you-walk-in.html' title='yuki no hana'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-1271649260349139287</id><published>2010-02-05T02:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T02:41:46.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All the right friends in all the wrong places&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, we're going down&lt;br /&gt;They've got all the right moves in all the right faces&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, we're going down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just paint the picture of a perfect place&lt;br /&gt;They've got it better than what anyone's told you&lt;br /&gt;They'll be the King of Hearts, and you're the Queen of Spades&lt;br /&gt;And we'll fight for you like we were your soldiers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we've got it good&lt;br /&gt;But they've got it made&lt;br /&gt;And the grass is getting greener each day&lt;br /&gt;I know things are looking up&lt;br /&gt;But soon they'll take us down&lt;br /&gt;before anybody's knowing our name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've got all the right friends in all the right places&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, we're going down&lt;br /&gt;We've got all the right moves and all the wrong faces&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, we're going down&lt;br /&gt;They said, everybody knows, everybody knows where we're going&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we're going down&lt;br /&gt;They said, everybody knows, everybody knows where we're going&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we're going down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think I'm special?&lt;br /&gt;Do you think I'm nice?&lt;br /&gt;Am I bright enough to shine in your spaces?&lt;br /&gt;Between the noise you hear&lt;br /&gt;And the sound you like&lt;br /&gt;Are we just sinking in an ocean of faces?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be possible that rain can fall,&lt;br /&gt;Only when it's over our heads&lt;br /&gt;The sun is shining everyday, but it's far away&lt;br /&gt;Over the world is death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've got,&lt;br /&gt;They've got all the right friends in all the wrong places&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, we're going down&lt;br /&gt;We've got all the right moves and and all the wrong faces&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, we're going down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said, everybody knows, everybody knows where we're going&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we're going down&lt;br /&gt;They said, everybody knows, everybody knows where we're going&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we're going down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter what you see.&lt;br /&gt;I know i could never be&lt;br /&gt;Someone that looks like you.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter what you say&lt;br /&gt;I know i could never face&lt;br /&gt;someone that could sound like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the right friends in all the wrong places&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, we're going down&lt;br /&gt;We've got all the right moves and all the wrong faces&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, we're going down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the right friends in all the wrong places&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, we're going down&lt;br /&gt;We've got all the right moves and all the wrong faces&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, we're going down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said, everybody knows everybody knows where we're going&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we're going down&lt;br /&gt;They said, everybody knows everybody knows where we're going&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we're going down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we're going down&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we're going down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the right moves, hey&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we're going down&lt;br /&gt;All the right moves, hey&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we're going down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, it back to actually doing things all over again. Cut me some slack please.&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/25140429-1271649260349139287?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/1271649260349139287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/1271649260349139287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/02/all-right-friends-in-all-wrong-places.html' title=''/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-1822526987698435753</id><published>2010-01-21T02:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T02:08:33.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morgiegie has immortal.</title><content type='html'>You're not alone&lt;br /&gt;Together we stand&lt;br /&gt;I'll be by your side, you know I'll take your hand&lt;br /&gt;When it gets cold&lt;br /&gt;And it feels like the end&lt;br /&gt;There's no place to go&lt;br /&gt;You know I won't give in&lt;br /&gt;No I won't give in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;br /&gt;Just stay strong&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing you could say&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you could do&lt;br /&gt;There's no other way when it comes to the truth&lt;br /&gt;So keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far away&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;Before it's too late, this could all disappear&lt;br /&gt;Before the doors close&lt;br /&gt;And it comes to an end&lt;br /&gt;With you by my side I will fight and defend,&lt;br /&gt;I'll fight and defend&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;br /&gt;Just stay strong&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing you could say&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you could do&lt;br /&gt;There's no other way when it comes to the truth&lt;br /&gt;So keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear me when I say, when I say I believe&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change, nothing's gonna change destiny&lt;br /&gt;Whatever's meant to be will work out perfectly&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;br /&gt;Just stay strong&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing you could say&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you could do&lt;br /&gt;There's no other way when it comes to the truth&lt;br /&gt;So keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;Keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing you could say&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you could do&lt;br /&gt;There's no other way when it comes to the truth&lt;br /&gt;So keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-1822526987698435753?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/1822526987698435753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/1822526987698435753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/01/morgiegie-has-immortal.html' title='Morgiegie has immortal.'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-5243591286455957533</id><published>2010-01-15T10:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T10:59:41.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Step 1: Think thoroughly.&lt;br /&gt;Step 2: Put down.&lt;br /&gt;Step 3: Walk away.&lt;br /&gt;Step 4: Don't turn back.&lt;br /&gt;Step 5: Viola! You've succeeded in leaving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you retire from a life of fighting. When it's become part of your life, part of you. How can you stop fighting everybody else&amp;start to actually learn to put things aside to protect. It just isn't rigt the fight everything that you want to protect, but what happenes when life put you in such a situation? Would you fight life instead? Fight what you want to protect, or fight both? I know what my answer was, is&amp;always will be. I've been moving so fast, that now I can't just stop for anything in the world without stumbling. But yet, things go haywire&amp;tumble. For the person who hold up every piece of sky, what'll happen if the very own piece falls&amp;nobody's there to prop it back up? Crash&amp;Burn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-5243591286455957533?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/5243591286455957533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/5243591286455957533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/01/step-1-think-thoroughly.html' title=''/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-298983522389230067</id><published>2010-01-15T10:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T10:23:00.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we were always meant to say goodbye.</title><content type='html'>Remember all the things we wanted&lt;br /&gt;Now all our memories they're haunted&lt;br /&gt;We were always meant to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even with our fists held high&lt;br /&gt;It never would've worked out right&lt;br /&gt;We were never meant for do or die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want us to burn out&lt;br /&gt;I didn't come here to hold you, now I can't stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that it doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;Where we take this road someone's gotta go&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to know you couldn't have loved me better&lt;br /&gt;But I want you to move on so I'm already gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at you makes it harder&lt;br /&gt;But I know that you'll find another&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't always make you want to cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started with a perfect kiss then we could feel the poison set in&lt;br /&gt;Perfect couldn't keep this love alive&lt;br /&gt;You know that I love you so, I love you enough to let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that it doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;Where we take this road someone's gotta go&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to know you couldn't have loved me better&lt;br /&gt;But I want you to move on so I'm already gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm already gone, already gone&lt;br /&gt;You can't make it feel right when you know that it's wrong&lt;br /&gt;I'm already gone, already gone&lt;br /&gt;There's no moving on so I'm already gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already gone, already gone, already gone&lt;br /&gt;Already gone, already gone, already gone, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember all the things we wanted&lt;br /&gt;Now all our memories they're haunted&lt;br /&gt;We were always meant to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that it doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;Where we take this road someone's gotta go&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to know you couldn't have loved me better&lt;br /&gt;But I want you to move on so I'm already gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm already gone, already gone&lt;br /&gt;You can't make it feel right when you know that it's wrong&lt;br /&gt;I'm already gone, already gone&lt;br /&gt;There's no moving on so I'm already gone&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time and time again, I always forcefully close the doors behind me. Every single time I thought I had enough of doing that and that I want to keep it open, the door closes on its own. After all these years, I feel ever so alone once again. EVerywhere I look, there are only closed doors left. The very ones that I've closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:75%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Remember all the things we wanted&lt;br /&gt;Now all our memories they're haunted&lt;br /&gt;We were always meant to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that it doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;Where we take this road someone's gotta go&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/25140429-298983522389230067?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/298983522389230067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/298983522389230067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-were-always-meant-to-say-goodbye.html' title='we were always meant to say goodbye.'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-6957042674404347453</id><published>2010-01-15T00:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T01:01:00.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>如果没有。。。</title><content type='html'>知己知彼，百战百胜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that all friendships really boils down too?&lt;br /&gt;The first time, I took it to be a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;The second time, I took it to be a coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;The third time, I can't take it to be anything else anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's just save our energy&amp;surrender to this fact.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-6957042674404347453?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/6957042674404347453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/6957042674404347453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_15.html' title='如果没有。。。'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-5947080639673835018</id><published>2010-01-14T12:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T12:54:17.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>x1000000000000000000000000000000000000</title><content type='html'>You know the feeling of being gg-fied times ten gazillion? No, too bad. It's time to learn how that feel already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-5947080639673835018?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/5947080639673835018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/5947080639673835018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/01/x1000000000000000000000000000000000000.html' title='x1000000000000000000000000000000000000'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-852908568307432288</id><published>2010-01-14T04:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T04:51:14.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1,2,3</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;Dependence&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Reliance&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Niceties&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Trust&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, let's start all over again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-852908568307432288?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/852908568307432288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/852908568307432288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/01/123.html' title='1,2,3'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-672759378538817689</id><published>2010-01-13T00:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T00:50:01.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How did I get into a situation whereby I forget that karma is my one true best friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I yearn for that camera that my dad has!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-672759378538817689?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/672759378538817689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/672759378538817689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-did-i-get-into-situation-whereby-i.html' title=''/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-1648333505744062532</id><published>2010-01-11T02:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T02:53:37.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>愛在記憶中找你</title><content type='html'>Like what Morgan said, it's been a year. It's been full of ups&amp;downs, probably more downs for me. Like many out there, we'd probably try to pile ourselves up with extreme workload, just to forget about the time, to take our minds off of issues which we are so reluctant to deal with. The heartaches, the pain, the absence, the missings, they all contribute to the lethargic feel that we get on days at no end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The '^^V' emoticon, the promise of lessons on cycling, the naggings, the concerns of my smileless face. After all these days, I can still hear the words resonating loud&amp;clear at my ears. &amp;myself, ever ready to retort something back at the words, but only to find an empty space&amp;the sudden realisation that all is none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I even felt that, I should've hated you more. Then perhaps, when you left us, I won't feel as much. But I guess, it wasn't possible. &amp;it'll never be. It's as though somebody left a mark deeply etched into our hearts, right into our very souls. We were the three musketeers&amp;that's what we'll always be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt we've loved&amp;lost, but this time, this feeling won't be replaced, nor forgotten. It hangs everywhere, there, in front of our eyes, reminding us constantly of the hurt we'd been through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-1648333505744062532?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/1648333505744062532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/1648333505744062532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_11.html' title='愛在記憶中找你'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-8505858980927859659</id><published>2010-01-10T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T02:47:30.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes, the simplest way to light up a person's life, is to just smile=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-8505858980927859659?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/8505858980927859659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/8505858980927859659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/01/sometimes-simplest-way-to-light-up.html' title=''/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-3754357152604370567</id><published>2010-01-07T02:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T03:13:10.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>記得忘記; 林峰</title><content type='html'>NO SHIT. I HAVE A BAD COUGH, A FLU, AN UNDERLYING FEVER&amp;AN IRRITATING HEADACHE. I'M SICK ALRIGHT. GIVE ME A BREAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S BAD ENOUGH I HAVE TO PUT UP WITH YOUR PATHETIC ATTITUDE THIS EVENING, NOT TO MENTION THE DAMNED BLACK FACES. DO SOMETHING ABOUT THE SITUATION RIGHT FROM THE START AND NOT LET IT ESCALATE TO CHAOS. SERIOUSLY, IF YOU'RE RETARDED, DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT HELPING MUCH WHEN ALL I WANTED WAS A LONG BUS-RIDE HOME SO THAT I COULD WELL SLEEP MY ASS OFF. USELESS-BUS-WITH-SINGLE-DIGIT-SEATS VISITED US. WIERD MUSIC DIDN'T MAKE MY HEADACHE CLEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY WAS NO RIGHT WHICH DRAGGED ON TO THE WEE HOURS OF TODAY AFTER MY TABOO-LISTED PHONE-RINGING-ON-BUS-RIDE INCIDENT HAPPENED. NO, I DON'T LIKE PHONECALLS, THOUGH I LOVE MY RINGTONE. BUT NOT WHEN I'M HAVING AN UNDERLYING HEADACHE. IT'S LIKE AN ACTIVE VOLCANO WAITING TO ERUPT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO, I CAN'T GO TO SLEEP RIGHT NOW. BRAIN IS TOO WORKED UP. BACK IS ALL SCREWED UP. KNEE GOT QUITE BUSTED. &amp;NO, YOU WON'T GET WHAT I MEAN, YOU WON'T KNOW HOW I FEEL. GO TRY DYING, MAYBE YOU'LL A TEENY BIT CLOSER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit being said, shit being done, shit is for the stay. Mark my words, your lives are not going in the correct way. They won't, and I make it damnhell right. Now you know why humans need to die. They destroy earth too quickly. But, it's too bad that the wrong people always get hit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-3754357152604370567?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/3754357152604370567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/3754357152604370567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/01/gee.html' title='記得忘記; 林峰'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-4998008956537049342</id><published>2010-01-03T04:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T04:30:42.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new listings</title><content type='html'>1. papaya soap&lt;br /&gt;2. white dress&lt;br /&gt;3. black dress&lt;br /&gt;4. tea tree oil cleansing thing&lt;br /&gt;5. naraya bag&lt;br /&gt;6. white shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That shall be my shopping for the next six months. Good job in keeping it, seriously. Not to mention, I really need to stop buying stuffs, like at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, Valentine's! There goes my resolution&amp;morale!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-4998008956537049342?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/4998008956537049342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/4998008956537049342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-listings.html' title='new listings'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-7965649203224511813</id><published>2010-01-02T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T02:35:56.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>承诺常常很像蝴蝶 &lt;br /&gt;美丽的飞盘旋然后不见 &lt;br /&gt;但我相信你给我的誓言 &lt;br /&gt;就像一定会来的春天 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不如，我还是不去再等待了吧&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-7965649203224511813?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/7965649203224511813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/7965649203224511813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-9193125517592708278</id><published>2009-12-28T03:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T03:50:42.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's never about the things that you say to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, it's the things that you fail to say to others that matters more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-9193125517592708278?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/9193125517592708278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/9193125517592708278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-know-its-never-about-things-that.html' title=''/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-6585699804373746086</id><published>2009-12-21T04:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T04:21:27.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Show me how to live and promise me you won't forsake &lt;br /&gt;'Cause love can help me know my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I try to say there's nothing wrong&lt;br /&gt;But inside I felt me lying all along&lt;br /&gt;But the message here was plain to see &lt;br /&gt;Believe me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-6585699804373746086?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/6585699804373746086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/6585699804373746086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/12/show-me-how-to-live-and-promise-me-you.html' title=''/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-8195339972295689776</id><published>2009-12-02T02:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T02:34:58.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drink&amp;drive? yes.</title><content type='html'>December, the busiest month in my life. With all that christmas gifts, how am I going to finish shopping? Time to start planning what to do with my time already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas eve: steamboat?/drinking?&lt;br /&gt;Christmas night: drinking?/supper?&lt;br /&gt;New Year's eve : definitely drinking.&lt;br /&gt;Every other day: WORK!&lt;br /&gt;Rest days : SHOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great, this year is really screwed. Let's hope I don't sprout nonsense after the stroke of midnight on New Year's Day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-8195339972295689776?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/8195339972295689776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/8195339972295689776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/12/drink-yes.html' title='drink&amp;drive? yes.'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-910091908074667317</id><published>2009-11-24T02:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T02:45:24.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>; the LAST promise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-910091908074667317?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/910091908074667317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/910091908074667317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-promise.html' title=''/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-4257397608680904149</id><published>2009-11-23T01:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T01:53:12.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because I know</title><content type='html'>First off, I cant keep a promise&lt;br /&gt;I'm no one to count on at all&lt;br /&gt;Add on that I'm a coward&lt;br /&gt;Too scared to return your call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you don't care&lt;br /&gt;You keep sticking around&lt;br /&gt;While I'm actin a clown&lt;br /&gt;You're bigger&lt;br /&gt;Than me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you're still here&lt;br /&gt;Your feet stuck to the ground&lt;br /&gt;Despite how silly it sounds&lt;br /&gt;You're bigger&lt;br /&gt;Than me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's known that I'm a liar&lt;br /&gt;Often I'm blacker than white&lt;br /&gt;Add on my uncanny ego&lt;br /&gt;No ones as humbled than I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you don't care&lt;br /&gt;You keep sticking around&lt;br /&gt;While I'm actin a clown&lt;br /&gt;You're bigger&lt;br /&gt;Than me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you're still here&lt;br /&gt;Your feet stuck to the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite how silly it sounds&lt;br /&gt;You're bigger&lt;br /&gt;Than me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the messed up things I do&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I swear I'll make them up to you&lt;br /&gt;Before you're go and have enough&lt;br /&gt;Just let me make it better&lt;br /&gt;Ill try and make them up&lt;br /&gt;Ill try and make them up to you&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;(I'll make them up to you oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you don't care&lt;br /&gt;You keep sticking around&lt;br /&gt;While I'm actin a clown&lt;br /&gt;You're bigger&lt;br /&gt;Than me&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you're still here&lt;br /&gt;Your feet stuck to the ground&lt;br /&gt;Despite how silly it sounds&lt;br /&gt;You're bigger&lt;br /&gt;Than me&lt;br /&gt;Just bigger&lt;br /&gt;Than me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-4257397608680904149?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/4257397608680904149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/4257397608680904149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/11/because-i-know.html' title='because I know'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-4871154969763051738</id><published>2009-11-19T03:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T03:50:42.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>谁又会及我伤悲</title><content type='html'>Sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;如果可以恨你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;全力痛恨你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;连遇上亦要躲避&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;无非想放下你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;还是挂念你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;谁又会及我伤悲&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;前事最怕有人提起&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;就算怎麽伸尽手臂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;我们亦有一些距离&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-4871154969763051738?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/4871154969763051738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/4871154969763051738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='谁又会及我伤悲'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-3921423988429803872</id><published>2009-11-16T02:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T03:11:27.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you.</title><content type='html'>Because I'm spoilt rotten.&lt;br /&gt;I want you.&lt;br /&gt;Only you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to give you away.&lt;br /&gt;Coz you found me.&lt;br /&gt;That's WHY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;P.s.: I really don't like weddings.&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/25140429-3921423988429803872?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/3921423988429803872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/3921423988429803872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/11/you.html' title='you.'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-6354433395776866346</id><published>2009-11-12T12:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T12:43:28.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here I am, once again&lt;br /&gt;I'm torn into pieces&lt;br /&gt;Can't deny it, can't pretend&lt;br /&gt;Just thought you were the one&lt;br /&gt;Broken up, deep inside&lt;br /&gt;But you won't get to see the tears I cry&lt;br /&gt;Behind these hazel eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here now&lt;br /&gt;Open up to me&lt;br /&gt;Love will set you free&lt;br /&gt;If ever you believe it&lt;br /&gt;Please believe in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:80%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I could change the story's ending to me&amp;amp;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-6354433395776866346?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/6354433395776866346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/6354433395776866346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/11/here-i-am-once-again-im-torn-into.html' title=''/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-7027165557214550089</id><published>2009-11-10T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T01:10:34.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's not me.</title><content type='html'>Look at me&lt;br /&gt;You may think you see&lt;br /&gt;Who I really am&lt;br /&gt;But you'll never know me&lt;br /&gt;Every day&lt;br /&gt;It's as if I play a part&lt;br /&gt;Now I see&lt;br /&gt;If I wear a mask&lt;br /&gt;I can fool the world&lt;br /&gt;But I cannot fool my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is that girl I see&lt;br /&gt;Staring straight back at me?&lt;br /&gt;When will my reflection show&lt;br /&gt;Who I am inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now&lt;br /&gt;In a world where I&lt;br /&gt;Have to hide my heart&lt;br /&gt;And what I believe in&lt;br /&gt;But somehow&lt;br /&gt;I will show the world&lt;br /&gt;What's inside my heart&lt;br /&gt;And be loved for who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is that girl I see&lt;br /&gt;Staring straight back at me?&lt;br /&gt;Why is my reflection&lt;br /&gt;Someone I don't know?&lt;br /&gt;Must I pretend that I'm&lt;br /&gt;Someone else for all time?&lt;br /&gt;When will my reflection show&lt;br /&gt;Who I am inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a heart that must be&lt;br /&gt;Free to fly&lt;br /&gt;That burns with a need to know&lt;br /&gt;The reason why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must we all conceal&lt;br /&gt;What we think, how we feel?&lt;br /&gt;Must there be a secret me&lt;br /&gt;I'm forced to hide?&lt;br /&gt;I won't pretend that I'm&lt;br /&gt;Someone else for all time&lt;br /&gt;When will my reflection show&lt;br /&gt;Who I am inside?&lt;br /&gt;When will my reflection show&lt;br /&gt;Who I am inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Just because Ying Li doesn't cannot fail nor fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Just because Ying Li cannot doesn't cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;It doesn't mean that Ying Li wouldn't ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I really feel that Ying Li, is just a puppet. Prove me wrong? I think not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;I don't want to live this life&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;With you I wanna spend&lt;br /&gt;The rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-7027165557214550089?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/7027165557214550089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/7027165557214550089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-not-me.html' title='it&apos;s not me.'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-3942228462670317921</id><published>2009-11-05T01:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T01:49:52.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wasn't meant to walk this world without you</title><content type='html'>I'm strong&lt;br /&gt;But I break&lt;br /&gt;I'm stubborn&lt;br /&gt;And I make plenty of mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'm hard&lt;br /&gt;And life with me is never easy&lt;br /&gt;To figure out, to love&lt;br /&gt;I'm jaded but oh so lovely&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is hold me&lt;br /&gt;And you'll know and you'll see just how sweet it can be&lt;br /&gt;If you'll trust me, love me, let me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday&lt;br /&gt;When we're at the same place&lt;br /&gt;When we're on the same road&lt;br /&gt;When it's okay to hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;Without feeling lost&lt;br /&gt;Without all the excuses&lt;br /&gt;When it's just because you love me, you let me, you need me&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe, maybe&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is hold me&lt;br /&gt;And you'll know and you'll see just how sweet it can be&lt;br /&gt;If you'll trust me, love me, let me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm confusing as hell&lt;br /&gt;I'm north and south&lt;br /&gt;And I'll probably never have it all figured out&lt;br /&gt;But what I know is I wasn't meant to walk this world without you&lt;br /&gt;And I promise I'll try&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'm gonna try to give you every little part of me&lt;br /&gt;Every single detail you missed with your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, yeah maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day&lt;br /&gt;We'll meet again and you'll need me, you'll see me completely&lt;br /&gt;Every little bit&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah maybe you'll love me, you'll love me then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be tough&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to be proud&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to be fixed and I certainly don't need to be found&lt;br /&gt;I'm not lost&lt;br /&gt;I need to be loved&lt;br /&gt;I just need to be loved&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be loved by you and I won't stop 'cause I believe&lt;br /&gt;That maybe, yeah maybe&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, yeah maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should know better than to touch the fire twice&lt;br /&gt;But I'm thinking maybe, yeah maybe you might&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, love maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, maybe, it's just another thing that's too good to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'm tired, it's like I've lost too much of my life just trying to make my life easier to bear. I know that I need you, but you're just not there. Once, you were, but I was too stupid to realise that I could have a chance at something good for a change. And now, it'll never come back to me again. Without the pillars in my life, I can see it tumbling, crumbling, slowly into the dark nothingness. What's left, is what I'm still holding on to. What's left, is what is to be destroyed in time to come.&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/25140429-3942228462670317921?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/3942228462670317921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/3942228462670317921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-strong-but-i-break-im-stubborn-and-i.html' title='i wasn&apos;t meant to walk this world without you'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-2179147317941951560</id><published>2009-11-03T01:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T01:26:15.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no way.</title><content type='html'>I failed to remember that for every good thing that happened to me, I need to give something back in return. But, why does it always have to clash with this issue? It happened before&amp;I thought that it's for me when the second time appeared. Still, I had to give it up for another thing else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the day, should I be selfish or not? On a second thought, perhaps it's not going to matter is I should be selfish. Maybe, it's a way to tell me to give it up entirely. Including my pursuit to simple, pure happiness. My life, is not meant to be a happy one, not since the day I came to Earth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-2179147317941951560?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/2179147317941951560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/2179147317941951560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-way.html' title='no way.'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-4850871981001150574</id><published>2009-10-30T01:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T01:40:49.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>once upon</title><content type='html'>I'm afraid that it'll be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fear even more that I'm not the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just how is this possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;What if, you live, only for the sake of dying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And with every breath you take, somebody else loses one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&amp;amp;to let you live, you've got to let another go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;This is such NOT a good year. Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the tears that I had cried&amp;amp;cried&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seemed like they'd never end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp;I, never believed fairytales came true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But now I know that they really do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now that I found you&amp;amp;now that I'm here with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just look at the sunshine in you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Show me a world I'd never seen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i woke up&amp;amp;fell into this dream&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-4850871981001150574?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/4850871981001150574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/4850871981001150574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/10/once-upon.html' title='once upon'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-6072085063190576022</id><published>2009-10-27T02:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T02:45:47.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>straight through my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;In the heart of the night&lt;br /&gt;Where it's dark in the lights&lt;br /&gt;I heard the loudest noise&lt;br /&gt;A gunshot on the floor, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked down and my shirts turning red&lt;br /&gt;I'm spinning around felt her lips on my neck&lt;br /&gt;And her voice in my ear like I missed you&lt;br /&gt;Want you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight through my heart&lt;br /&gt;A single bullet got me I can't stop the bleeding, oh&lt;br /&gt;Straight through my heart&lt;br /&gt;She aimed and she shot me I just can't believe it, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I can't resist and I can't be hit&lt;br /&gt;I just can't escape this love&lt;br /&gt;Straight through my heart&lt;br /&gt;Soldier down&lt;br /&gt;(my heart)&lt;br /&gt;Soldier down&lt;br /&gt;(my heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I moved more than on&lt;br /&gt;Thought I could fool her charm&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna go&lt;br /&gt;But I can't leave her alone, oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear the sound of a love so loud&lt;br /&gt;I just can't, I just can't ignore this feeling&lt;br /&gt;Said she misses me and she wants me&lt;br /&gt;Wants me tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight through my heart&lt;br /&gt;A single bullet got me I can't stop the bleeding, oh&lt;br /&gt;Straight through my heart&lt;br /&gt;She aimed and she shot me I just can't believe it, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I can't resist and I can't be hit&lt;br /&gt;I just can't escape this love&lt;br /&gt;Straight through my heart&lt;br /&gt;Soldier down&lt;br /&gt;(my heart)&lt;br /&gt;Soldier down&lt;br /&gt;(my heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the heart of the night&lt;br /&gt;When it's dark in the lights&lt;br /&gt;I heard the loudest noise&lt;br /&gt;A gunshot on the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight through my heart&lt;br /&gt;A single bullet got me I can't stop the bleeding, oh&lt;br /&gt;Straight through my heart&lt;br /&gt;She aimed and she shot me I just can't believe it, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I can't resist and I can't be hit&lt;br /&gt;I just can't escape this love&lt;br /&gt;Straight through my heart&lt;br /&gt;Soldier down&lt;br /&gt;(my heart)&lt;br /&gt;Soldier down&lt;br /&gt;(my heart) &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/25140429-6072085063190576022?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/6072085063190576022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/6072085063190576022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/10/straight-through-my-heart.html' title='straight through my heart'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-7675500608886614340</id><published>2009-10-14T03:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T03:23:53.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The next time</title><content type='html'>Is when you start to regret.&lt;br /&gt;Is when your heart starts to break.&lt;br /&gt;Is when you want to turn back time.&lt;br /&gt;Is when you wished things don't change.&lt;br /&gt;Is when you want everything to remain.&lt;br /&gt;Is when you try to forget everything.&lt;br /&gt;Is when you can't let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is when, you wish you had done something else back then instead.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;it'll probably be the next time we see each other again. That's if it ever happens, again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-7675500608886614340?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/7675500608886614340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/7675500608886614340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/10/next-time.html' title='The next time'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-3401418894857553034</id><published>2009-09-18T13:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T13:00:53.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Biochemistry is my bane. Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-3401418894857553034?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/3401418894857553034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/3401418894857553034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/09/biochemistry-is-my-bane.html' title=''/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-3463170817470807986</id><published>2009-09-13T03:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T03:53:19.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you not look back?</title><content type='html'>Tonight I'm falling&amp;I can't get up, I need your loving hands to come&amp;pick me up. &amp;every night I miss you, I can just look up&amp;know the stars are holding you, holding you, holding you tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-3463170817470807986?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/3463170817470807986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/3463170817470807986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/09/how-do-you-not-look-back.html' title='How do you not look back?'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-5553579466707369591</id><published>2009-09-04T09:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T09:03:42.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeps,test test!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-5553579466707369591?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/5553579466707369591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/5553579466707369591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/09/yepstest-test.html' title=''/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-3176122277658524037</id><published>2009-08-29T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T12:47:50.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Because leaving is all too easy,&lt;br /&gt;that's why we shouldn't depend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-3176122277658524037?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/3176122277658524037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/3176122277658524037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/08/because-leaving-is-all-too-easy-thats.html' title=''/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-8363390552306084413</id><published>2009-08-27T01:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T01:26:08.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reality vs. realistic</title><content type='html'>Seconds, hours, so many days&lt;br /&gt;You know what you want but how long can you wait?&lt;br /&gt;Every moment lasts forever&lt;br /&gt;When you feel you lost your way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what if my chances were already gone?&lt;br /&gt;Started believing that I could be wrong&lt;br /&gt;But you gave me one good reason&lt;br /&gt;To fight and never walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am still holding on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every step you climb another mountain&lt;br /&gt;Every breath it's harder to believe&lt;br /&gt;You make it through the pain, weather the hurricanes&lt;br /&gt;To get to that one thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when you think the road is going nowhere&lt;br /&gt;Just when you almost gave up on your dreams&lt;br /&gt;They take you by the hand and show you that you can&lt;br /&gt;There are no boundaries&lt;br /&gt;There are no boundaries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fought to the limit to stand on the edge&lt;br /&gt;What if today is as good it gets?&lt;br /&gt;Don't know where the future's headed&lt;br /&gt;But nothing's gonna bring me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've jumped every bridge and I've run every line&lt;br /&gt;I've risked being saved but I always knew why&lt;br /&gt;I always knew why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am still holding on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every step you climb another mountain&lt;br /&gt;Every breath it's harder to believe&lt;br /&gt;You make it through the pain, weather the hurricanes&lt;br /&gt;To get to that one thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when you think the road is going nowhere&lt;br /&gt;Just when you almost gave up on your dreams&lt;br /&gt;They take you by the hand and show you that you can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can go higher, you can go deeper&lt;br /&gt;There are no boundaries above and beneath you&lt;br /&gt;Break every rule 'cause there's nothing between you and your dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every step you climb another mountain&lt;br /&gt;Every breath it's harder to believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! There are no boundaries&lt;br /&gt;There are no boundaries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every step you climb another mountain&lt;br /&gt;Every breath it's harder to believe&lt;br /&gt;You make it through the pain, weather the hurricanes&lt;br /&gt;There are no boundaries&lt;br /&gt;There are no boundaries&lt;br /&gt;There are no boundaries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:80%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But what if, you climbed too hard to reach a pit-stop that now you'er unable to climb anymore to reach that summit you've wanting to?&lt;br /&gt;But, what if, you no longer see why? When the reason for everything is lost.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;what if, everything is really a dream? The good, the bad, the long-gone. Would you wish you had slept in?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;what if, all that you've worked for amounts to nothing in the end? How would it feel like to feel lost&amp;amp;all out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, it only make sense to move on. Or so everybody preaches. Just how down&amp;amp;out has anybody been? Just where, is the breaking point for everybody?&lt;br /&gt;So, is it still true that we'll all get over our pains? Get through life? Get through our miserable nagging thoughts?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-8363390552306084413?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/8363390552306084413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/8363390552306084413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/08/reality-vs-realistic.html' title='reality vs. realistic'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-3513951014505274693</id><published>2009-08-26T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T20:30:07.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 guns</title><content type='html'>Do you know what's worth fighting for?&lt;br /&gt;When it's not worth dying for?&lt;br /&gt;Does it take your breath away&lt;br /&gt;And you feel yourself suffocating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the pain weigh out the pride?&lt;br /&gt;And you look for a place to hide?&lt;br /&gt;Did someone break your heart inside?&lt;br /&gt;You're in ruins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Lay down your arms, give up the fight&lt;br /&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Throw up your arms into the sky, you and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're at the end of the road&lt;br /&gt;And you lost all sense of control&lt;br /&gt;And your thoughts have taken their toll&lt;br /&gt;When your mind breaks the spirit of your soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your faith walks on broken glass&lt;br /&gt;And the hangover doesn't pass&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's ever built to last&lt;br /&gt;You're in ruins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Lay down your arms, give up the fight&lt;br /&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Throw up your arms into the sky, you and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you try to live on your own&lt;br /&gt;When you burned down the house and home?&lt;br /&gt;Did you stand too close to the fire&lt;br /&gt;Like a liar looking for forgiveness from a stone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's time to live and let die&lt;br /&gt;And you can't get another try&lt;br /&gt;Something inside this heart has died&lt;br /&gt;You're in ruins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Lay down your arms, give up the fight&lt;br /&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Throw up your arms into the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Lay down your arms, give up the fight&lt;br /&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Throw up your arms into the sky, you and I&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-3513951014505274693?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/3513951014505274693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/3513951014505274693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/08/21-guns.html' title='21 guns'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-1196036386382309838</id><published>2009-08-23T03:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T03:44:06.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'll really cross my toes&amp;fingers twice over, thrice over even. Just to gather enough luck to hope that my wish comes true. The one that hopes that the person you're talking about on your blog isn't me. Like seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life, is too short to regret. Yet, it's too long for you to look back&amp;still feel light-hearted enough to carry on. Perhaps that's why I'd rather choose to forget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-1196036386382309838?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/1196036386382309838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/1196036386382309838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/08/ill-really-cross-my-toes-twice-over.html' title=''/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-2373828565794032126</id><published>2009-08-23T03:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T03:31:56.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yah</title><content type='html'>Yeah, blogs are scary places. Admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song's stuck in my head. Dang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's not me, it's not me, it's not me, it's not me. It can't be me, it really cannot be me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-2373828565794032126?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/2373828565794032126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/2373828565794032126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/08/yah.html' title='yah'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-7905411404882283930</id><published>2009-06-25T01:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T01:15:57.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what if...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told you that i missed you?&lt;br /&gt;i told you that i still love you?&lt;br /&gt;i told you that i wish you were still here with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think perhaps, you wouldn't even see this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so what's the point?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-7905411404882283930?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/7905411404882283930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/7905411404882283930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-if.html' title=''/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-8073492250809777140</id><published>2009-06-22T20:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T20:50:55.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>今生注定</title><content type='html'>现在你心里想什么&lt;br /&gt;能不能就写在眼眸&lt;br /&gt;告诉我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在这沉默的片刻&lt;br /&gt;让我们用心灵交流&lt;br /&gt;如果爱情烦恼真的太多&lt;br /&gt;或许心事都交给我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为你担忧 对我来说 也是快乐&lt;br /&gt;不管有多少真心&lt;br /&gt;多少爱被错过&lt;br /&gt;有了你我已经别无所求&lt;br /&gt;用半生紧紧享受换取承诺&lt;br /&gt;什么话都不必再说&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;总以为曾经付出&lt;br /&gt;曾被爱伤害过&lt;br /&gt;这世上只有我对爱执著&lt;br /&gt;直到我慢慢感受&lt;br /&gt;你的温柔&lt;br /&gt;才了解&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今生注定与你相守&lt;br /&gt;现在你心里想什么&lt;br /&gt;能不能就写在眼眸&lt;br /&gt;告诉我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在这沉默的片刻&lt;br /&gt;让我们用心灵交流&lt;br /&gt;如果爱情烦恼真的太多&lt;br /&gt;或许心事都交给我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为你担忧 对我来说 也是快乐&lt;br /&gt;不管有多少真心&lt;br /&gt;多少爱被错过&lt;br /&gt;有了你我已经别无所求&lt;br /&gt;用半生紧紧享受&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;换取承诺&lt;br /&gt;什么话都不必再说&lt;br /&gt;总以为曾经付出&lt;br /&gt;曾被爱伤害过&lt;br /&gt;这世上只有我对爱执著&lt;br /&gt;直到我慢慢感受&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你的温柔 才了解&lt;br /&gt;今生注定 与你相守&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不管有多少真心&lt;br /&gt;多少爱被错过&lt;br /&gt;有了你我已经别无所求&lt;br /&gt;用半生紧紧享受换取承诺&lt;br /&gt;什么话都不必再说&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;总以为曾经付出&lt;br /&gt;曾被爱伤害过&lt;br /&gt;这世上只有我对爱执著&lt;br /&gt;直到我慢慢感受&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你的温柔 才了解&lt;br /&gt;今生注定 与你相守&lt;br /&gt;直到我慢慢感受&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你的温柔 才了解&lt;br /&gt;今生注定与你相守&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-8073492250809777140?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/8073492250809777140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/8073492250809777140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_7224.html' title='今生注定'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-6979422846172110986</id><published>2009-06-22T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T17:39:38.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>快樂 什麼時候會結束呢&lt;br /&gt;哪一刻是最后一刻&lt;br /&gt;想把你緊緊抱著&lt;br /&gt;可知你是我生命中的 最舍不得&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我變成回憶 最怕我太不争氣&lt;br /&gt;頑固的賴在空氣 霸佔你心裡 每一寸空隙&lt;br /&gt;要讓依然愛我的你痛苦承受失去&lt;br /&gt;這樣不公平 請你盡力 把我忘記&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-6979422846172110986?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/6979422846172110986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/6979422846172110986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_22.html' title=''/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-8549852043751124480</id><published>2009-06-18T02:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T02:15:45.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp;maybe that's the way it's meant to be instead</title><content type='html'>我想我还是不够成熟&lt;br /&gt;还达不到你的要求&lt;br /&gt;我真的没有想的太多&lt;br /&gt;只是怀念&lt;br /&gt;你走以后&lt;br /&gt;离开难道真的是解脱&lt;br /&gt;难道真的要事过境迁了以后才懂&lt;br /&gt;倔强说不痛 假装什么伤都没有&lt;br /&gt;倔强抬起头 决不让眼泪往下流&lt;br /&gt;倔强说不痛 假装什么伤都没有&lt;br /&gt;真的不难过 笑着和你挥挥手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想我还是不够成熟&lt;br /&gt;还达不到你的要求&lt;br /&gt;我真的没有想的太多&lt;br /&gt;只是怀念&lt;br /&gt;你走以后&lt;br /&gt;离开难道真的是解脱&lt;br /&gt;难道真的要事过境迁了以后才懂&lt;br /&gt;倔强说不痛 假装什么伤都没有&lt;br /&gt;倔强抬起头 决不让眼泪往下流&lt;br /&gt;倔强说不痛 假装什么伤都没有&lt;br /&gt;真的不难过 笑着和你挥挥手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果有一刻 我们有缘在见&lt;br /&gt;你会不会想起说过的永远&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;倔强说不痛 假装什么伤都没有&lt;br /&gt;倔强抬起头 决不让眼泪往下流&lt;br /&gt;倔强说不痛 假装什么伤都没有&lt;br /&gt;真的不难过 笑着和你挥挥手&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-8549852043751124480?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/8549852043751124480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/8549852043751124480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/06/thats-way-its-meant-to-be-instead.html' title='&amp;maybe that&apos;s the way it&apos;s meant to be instead'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-2552892111316886061</id><published>2009-06-07T01:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T01:14:10.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the days long gone with the wind...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me why&lt;br /&gt;Ain't nothin' but a heartache&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why&lt;br /&gt;Ain't nothin' but a mistake&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why&lt;br /&gt;I never wanna hear you say&lt;br /&gt;I want it that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can see that we're falling apart&lt;br /&gt;From the way that it used to be, yeah&lt;br /&gt;No matter the distance&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;That deep down inside of me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;sometimes you think back, you seem to be unable to remember the times, the days, the situations, the everyday that you had. What you hold left in your hands are but memories of the feelings that you experienced. Between chooing to forget, &amp;letting it pass, which is the better option? Whichever, is alright, for long-gone is never coming around again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-2552892111316886061?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/2552892111316886061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/2552892111316886061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/06/days-long-gone-with-wind.html' title='the days long gone with the wind...'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-7037725066014383176</id><published>2009-06-02T22:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T22:32:37.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:95%"&gt;你常常说 我很完美&lt;br /&gt;没人能取代 我给的一切&lt;br /&gt;我就以为 我努力更完美&lt;br /&gt;我们 就会永远&lt;br /&gt;完美并不美 我们多虚伪&lt;br /&gt;你让我的好 变成一种罪&lt;br /&gt;完美并不美 当你爱了谁&lt;br /&gt;我的完美也只是 不完美&lt;br /&gt;後来你说 我太完美&lt;br /&gt;值得更好的 陪在我身边&lt;br /&gt;你不是我 你怎么能体会&lt;br /&gt;你有 多么珍贵&lt;br /&gt;我的完美成了罪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:80%;"&gt;最后，其实你一点也都没了解我。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-7037725066014383176?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/7037725066014383176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/7037725066014383176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-6855305285748142049</id><published>2009-05-09T01:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T01:49:29.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Really, the idiots behind Maplestory need to go for re-course. If they can't bloody hell keep people from lagging for no good reasons, then they really fail at efficiency. Come on, whoever play games &amp; lag for 5mins every 2 seconds please? For goodness sake, i bet this is why people who left Maplestory, NEVER want to go back into that junk again. What the hell, what has gotten into me to want to go back in there again, seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-6855305285748142049?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/6855305285748142049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/6855305285748142049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/05/really-idiots-behind-maplestory-need-to.html' title=''/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-774365563074441770</id><published>2009-05-02T03:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T03:35:00.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe</title><content type='html'>I wonder, what it's like to live it worthwhile&lt;br /&gt;to live life to the fullest&lt;br /&gt;to live it all out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-774365563074441770?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/774365563074441770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/774365563074441770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/05/maybe.html' title='maybe'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-746862265467430524</id><published>2009-04-29T03:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T03:34:50.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>existance</title><content type='html'>We must not shed tears&lt;br /&gt;That is the defeat of the body by the heart&lt;br /&gt;Because, for us, this thing called "the heart" can become nothing less than proof that one's existance is superfluous&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-746862265467430524?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry I didn't keep my promise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry I let problems pile up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry I gave up at the peak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry I wasn't there to help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry I didn't do my best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry I didn't go out of my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Maybe you trusted us too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;that's why you didn't come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Or maybe, you saw it coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;that's why you didn't want to...&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/25140429-2055524520693741811?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/2055524520693741811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/2055524520693741811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-sorry-for-things-that-i-didnt-do.html' title='I&apos;m sorry for the things that I didn&apos;t do'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-2815308397932003970</id><published>2009-04-04T20:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T20:24:01.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>说好的 幸福呢</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;开心与不开心一一细数着你在不舍&lt;br /&gt;只是回忆的音乐盒还旋转着 要怎么停呢&lt;br /&gt;我懂了 不说了 爱淡了 梦远了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-2815308397932003970?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/2815308397932003970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/2815308397932003970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_04.html' title='说好的 幸福呢'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-2360163744568259271</id><published>2009-04-01T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T23:22:08.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;时间过了 走了&lt;br /&gt;怎么了 你累了&lt;br /&gt;爱淡了 梦远了&lt;br /&gt;放手了 后悔了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-2360163744568259271?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/2360163744568259271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/2360163744568259271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_01.html' title=''/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-4697979565657707873</id><published>2009-03-25T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T22:27:58.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perfection shattered</title><content type='html'>Ha-uh, ha-uh, ha-uh&lt;br /&gt;Haaaaaaaaaaaa, hmm&lt;br /&gt;Ha-uh, ha-uh, ha-uh&lt;br /&gt;Haaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I wake you, were you sleepin',&lt;br /&gt;were you still in my bed?&lt;br /&gt;Or isn't, I may, keepin' you up instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh baby, are you feelin' guilty for what you did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think you're hurtin',&lt;br /&gt;you ain't seen nothin' yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it really worth it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Was she everything, that you were looking for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(Feel like a man)&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know that, you can't come back&lt;br /&gt;Cause all we had, is broken like shattered glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You're gonna see me, in your dreams tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My face is gonna haunt you all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise that you gonna want me back&lt;br /&gt;When you broke us apart, like shattered glass&lt;br /&gt;(Glass, glass, glass)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you having trouble focusin' throught the day?&lt;br /&gt;Do you find yourself, still callin' my name?&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish you could be on-time and take it back?&lt;br /&gt;I bet you realize, she ain't half the woman I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it really worth it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was she everything, that you were looking for?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Feel like a man)&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know that, you can't came back&lt;br /&gt;Cause all we had, is broken like shattered glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're gonna see me, in your dreams tonight&lt;br /&gt;My face is gonna haunt you all the time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise that you gonna want me back&lt;br /&gt;When you broke us apart, like shattered glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glass, glass, glass, glass&lt;br /&gt;(Gla-gla-gla)&lt;br /&gt;Glass (ee-ee-ee)&lt;br /&gt;Glass, glass, glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha-uh, ha-uh, ha-uh&lt;br /&gt;Haaaaaaaaaaaa, hmm&lt;br /&gt;Ha-uh, ha-uh, ha-uh&lt;br /&gt;Haaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-4697979565657707873?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/4697979565657707873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/4697979565657707873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/03/perfection-shattered.html' title='perfection shattered'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-7803840113696360097</id><published>2009-03-21T12:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T12:30:17.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>只因为你总说'everything will be okay'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes, I wish this is a beautiful dream&lt;br /&gt;That I wouldn't have to wake up from ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I wish this ia not a dream&lt;br /&gt;For dreams will turn into a nightmare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But between dreams&amp;amp;reality&lt;br /&gt;Neither is true or perceived&lt;br /&gt;Both, are just as frightening&lt;br /&gt;ain'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/25140429-7803840113696360097?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/7803840113696360097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/7803840113696360097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/03/everything-will-be-okay_21.html' title='只因为你总说&apos;everything will be okay&apos;'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-2919018240149445342</id><published>2009-03-21T02:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T02:49:45.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What happens when hopes flow away&lt;br /&gt;What happens when encouragements sound empty&lt;br /&gt;What happens when you stand left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will it all matter only in the end?&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;Will it never matter at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I just can't differentiate the difference&lt;br /&gt;or was it just my perception all the while&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-2919018240149445342?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;准备好了 three two one&lt;br /&gt;I'm always online&lt;br /&gt;和你one to one&lt;br /&gt;爱开始扩散&lt;br /&gt;我们连结了 穿越 天空 银河 oh~~&lt;br /&gt;开始倒数 three two one&lt;br /&gt;删除我的孤单&lt;br /&gt;more and more尽是深刻&lt;br /&gt;爱亮了 爱笑了&lt;br /&gt;I'm always online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;变色的生活 任性的挑拨&lt;br /&gt;疯狂的冒出了头&lt;br /&gt;单方的守侯 试探的温柔&lt;br /&gt;却还是少了点什么&lt;br /&gt;遥远两端 爱挂在天空飞&lt;br /&gt;风停了也无所谓&lt;br /&gt;只因为你总说 Everything Will Be okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我准备好了 three two one&lt;br /&gt;I'm always online&lt;br /&gt;和你one to one&lt;br /&gt;爱开始扩散&lt;br /&gt;我们连结了 穿越 天空 银河 oh~~&lt;br /&gt;开始倒数 three two one&lt;br /&gt;删除我的孤单&lt;br /&gt;more and more尽是深刻&lt;br /&gt;爱亮了 爱笑了&lt;br /&gt;I'm always online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;准备好了 three two one&lt;br /&gt;I'm always online&lt;br /&gt;和你one to one&lt;br /&gt;爱开始扩散&lt;br /&gt;我们连结了 穿越 天空 银河 oh~~&lt;br /&gt;开始倒数 three two one&lt;br /&gt;删除我的孤单&lt;br /&gt;more and more尽是深刻&lt;br /&gt;爱亮了 爱笑了&lt;br /&gt;I'm always online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱亮了 爱笑了&lt;br /&gt;I'm always online&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-826845176658335363?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/826845176658335363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/826845176658335363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/03/everything-will-be-okay.html' title='只因为你总说 Everything Will Be okay'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-8239911526462843160</id><published>2009-03-20T02:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T02:58:30.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmms...</title><content type='html'>I wonder,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is it that makes me cry in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;what is it that makes me cry all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;what is it that makes me smile at random.&lt;br /&gt;what is it that makes me smile at nothing.&lt;br /&gt;what it is that makes me smile when i can't.&lt;br /&gt;what is it that makes me feel excited for everyday.&lt;br /&gt;what is it that makes me dread the day's end.&lt;br /&gt;what is it that makes me happy&amp;sad at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;what is it that makes me feel so lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I think I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the answer.&lt;br /&gt;the question.&lt;br /&gt;the thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;the random things.&lt;br /&gt;the events.&lt;br /&gt;the way everything happens.&lt;br /&gt;the life I'm living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I've failed to find what I want in life.&lt;br /&gt;But, I've found something to help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone, for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm glad I did it early.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-8239911526462843160?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/8239911526462843160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/8239911526462843160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/03/hmms.html' title='hmms...'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-6757015766609791986</id><published>2009-03-04T17:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T17:58:34.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education:&lt;br /&gt;Education is less important than the real world out there, away from the classroom. Deep inside you want to start working, earning money and living on your own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;Success in your career is not the most important thing in life. You are content with what you have and think that being with someone you love is more than spending all of your precious time just working. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-6757015766609791986?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/6757015766609791986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/6757015766609791986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/03/d.html' title='=D'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-6573871544549020238</id><published>2009-02-27T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T01:26:03.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because you live, I live</title><content type='html'>Staring out at the rain with a heavy heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;It's the end of the world in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;Then your voice pulls me back like a wake up call&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking for the answer&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't see that it was right there&lt;br /&gt;But now I know what I didn't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Because you live and breathe&lt;br /&gt;Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, girl&lt;br /&gt;My world has twice as many stars in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's alright, I survived, I'm alive again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Cuz of you, I made it through every storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;What is life, what's the use if you're killing time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I'm so glad I found an angel&lt;br /&gt;Someone&lt;br /&gt;Who was there when all my hopes fell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna fly, looking in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Because you live and breathe&lt;br /&gt;Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, girl (you live)&lt;br /&gt;Because you live&lt;br /&gt;My world&lt;br /&gt;My world&lt;br /&gt;Has twice as many stars in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, I live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Because you live there's a reason why&lt;br /&gt;I carry on when I lose the fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I want to give what you've given me always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you live and breathe&lt;br /&gt;Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, girl&lt;br /&gt;My world&lt;br /&gt;My world has twice as many stars in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you live and breathe&lt;br /&gt;Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, girl&lt;br /&gt;My world has everything I need to survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you live,&lt;br /&gt;I live,&lt;br /&gt;I live&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-6573871544549020238?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/6573871544549020238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/6573871544549020238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/02/because-you-live-i-live.html' title='Because you live, I live'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-3337027646478520493</id><published>2009-02-23T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T22:20:44.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel like a hero...=/</title><content type='html'>It's too late baby, there's no turning around&lt;br /&gt;I've got my hands in my pocket and my head in a cloud&lt;br /&gt;This is how I do&lt;br /&gt;When I think about you&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that you could break me apart&lt;br /&gt;I keep a sinister smile and a hole in my heart&lt;br /&gt;You want to get inside&lt;br /&gt;Then you can get in line&lt;br /&gt;But not this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you caught me off guard&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm running and screaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a hero and you are my heroine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't try to philosophize&lt;br /&gt;I'll just take a deep breath and I'll look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;This is how I feel&lt;br /&gt;And it's so surreal&lt;br /&gt;I got a closet filled up to the brim&lt;br /&gt;With the ghosts of my past and their skeletons&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;You'd even try&lt;br /&gt;But I won't lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You caught me off guard&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm running and screaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a hero and you are my heroine&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel a weakness coming on&lt;br /&gt;It never felt so good to be so wrong&lt;br /&gt;Had my heart on lock down&lt;br /&gt;And then you turned me around&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like a new born child&lt;br /&gt;Every time I get a chance to see you smile&lt;br /&gt;It's not complicated&lt;br /&gt;I was so jaded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you caught me off guard&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm running and screaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a hero and you are my heroine&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I feel like a hero and you are my heroine)&lt;br /&gt;And I feel a weakness coming on&lt;br /&gt;Never felt so good to be so wrong&lt;br /&gt;Had my heart on lockdown&lt;br /&gt;And then you turned me around&lt;br /&gt;(Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin?)&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a new born child&lt;br /&gt;Every time I get a chance to see you smile&lt;br /&gt;It's not complicated&lt;br /&gt;I was so jaded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I feel like a hero and you are my heroine)&lt;br /&gt;And I feel a weakness coming on&lt;br /&gt;Never felt so good to be so wrong&lt;br /&gt;Had my heart on lockdown&lt;br /&gt;And then you turned me around&lt;br /&gt;(Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin?)&lt;br /&gt;I feel just like a new born child&lt;br /&gt;Every time I get a chance to see you smile&lt;br /&gt;It's not complicated&lt;br /&gt;I was so jaded&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-3337027646478520493?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/3337027646478520493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/3337027646478520493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-feel-like-hero.html' title='i feel like a hero...=/'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-2376748966872284342</id><published>2009-02-23T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T00:20:02.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmsss.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;sometimes I wonder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-2376748966872284342?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/2376748966872284342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/2376748966872284342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/02/hmmsss.html' title='hmmsss.....'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-3348689745220762593</id><published>2009-02-21T12:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T12:19:58.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we'll see it when we do</title><content type='html'>The past two weeks has been an absolute whirlpool of emotions. A mental photo album which I'll have to keep forever. Everyday is filled with happy&amp;sad times. Times of strength&amp;weakness. These are days when everyday is a new beginning, litreally a day of unknown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, the five days that stuck out prominently, are the days which I'll hold dear to me. It's these five days, which I'd been proven that I can be strong enough to hold on. And now, my life has changed, and a brand new book of adventure is ready to be written!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.: I really dislike Adobe =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-3348689745220762593?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/3348689745220762593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/3348689745220762593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/02/past-two-weeks-has-been-absolute.html' title='we&apos;ll see it when we do'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-7365226062118165550</id><published>2009-02-19T12:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T12:54:49.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love story :)</title><content type='html'>We were both young when I first saw you&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And the flashback starts&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing there&lt;br /&gt;On a balcony of summer air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the lights, &lt;br /&gt;See the party, the ball gowns&lt;br /&gt;I see you make your way through the crowd&lt;br /&gt;You say hello&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you were Romeo you were throwing pebbles&lt;br /&gt;And my daddy said stay away from Juliet&lt;br /&gt;And I was crying on the staircase&lt;br /&gt;Begging you please don't go, and I said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run&lt;br /&gt;You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story baby just say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I sneak out to the garden to see you&lt;br /&gt;We keep quiet cause we're dead if they know&lt;br /&gt;So close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Escape this town for a little while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you were Romeo I was a scarlet letter&lt;br /&gt;And my daddy said stay away from Juliet&lt;br /&gt;But you were everything to me&lt;br /&gt;I was begging you please don't go and I said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run&lt;br /&gt;You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story baby just say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo save me, they try to tell me how to feel&lt;br /&gt;This love is difficult, but it's real, &lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;We'll make it out of this mess&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story baby just say yes, oh, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got tired of waiting&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if you were ever coming around&lt;br /&gt;My faith in you was fading&lt;br /&gt;When I met you on the outskirts of town I said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo save me I've been feeling so alone&lt;br /&gt;I keep waiting for you but you never come&lt;br /&gt;Is this in my head, I don't know what to think&lt;br /&gt;He knealt to the ground and pulled out a ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marry me Juliet you'll never have to be alone&lt;br /&gt;I love you and that's all I really know&lt;br /&gt;I talked to your dad go pick out a white dress&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story baby just say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause we were both young when I first saw you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-7365226062118165550?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/7365226062118165550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/7365226062118165550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-story.html' title='love story :)'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-8435526190089392764</id><published>2009-02-16T03:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T04:15:24.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>as our hearts start to heal...</title><content type='html'>I miss you Jordan.&lt;br /&gt;We all do.&lt;br /&gt;That's why, we have to let you go&lt;br /&gt;And move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on,&lt;br /&gt;You have to get used to the new environment.&lt;br /&gt;You need to adapt to not having us around,&lt;br /&gt;Just like we need to too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time,&lt;br /&gt;It'll be your turn to wait.&lt;br /&gt;Your turn to take car of us.&lt;br /&gt;Your turn to hope for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like we had great joy knowing you,&lt;br /&gt;We suffered great grief losing you.&lt;br /&gt;And with that, we will learn a great lesson.&lt;br /&gt;From you, just like always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be strong, Jordan.&lt;br /&gt;Stay strong and cheerful.&lt;br /&gt;And we would follow suit.&lt;br /&gt;For we know it's what you would want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that,&lt;br /&gt;I bring a closure to this.&lt;br /&gt;Our friendship wouldn't end.&lt;br /&gt;Just like our conversation, it'll continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will dry our tears,&lt;br /&gt;And trudge forth with what you impart in us.&lt;br /&gt;And this time, all of us will get stronger,&lt;br /&gt;So we can be on par with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all love you Jordan.&lt;br /&gt;So, don't forget about us.&lt;br /&gt;Help us along the way,&lt;br /&gt;And be at peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-8435526190089392764?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/8435526190089392764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/8435526190089392764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/02/as-our-hearts-start-to-heal.html' title='as our hearts start to heal...'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-4875210078533218157</id><published>2009-02-15T09:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T09:55:21.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jordan, you cheated all of us. We all had known you to be the strongest amongst all of us. And yet, you left us all just like that. It's so not fair! You promised so many of us so many things. And what about our unfinished conversation?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-4875210078533218157?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/4875210078533218157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/4875210078533218157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/02/jordan-you-cheated-all-of-us.html' title=''/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-1471416433407906885</id><published>2009-02-14T01:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T04:45:17.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>come back..please?</title><content type='html'>Valentines' Day today, the fourth day since anybody last saw Jordan. Am going to invade NUH tomorrwow morning again. Seriously, now, I can't bring myself to go to NUH again. Looking at Jordan, all I could think of was that he's lying there, not awake. All I could do in front of him was to cry&amp;cry. All I could say was nothing at all. People have been coming all over to visit him, pray for him, talk to him. Paper cranes are being made everyday, alongside stars&amp;hearts. And so, I shall make roses. Jordan, I remembered that you wanted to learn how to fold roses. I'll teach you when you wake up alright? And then you can complain that my roses are ugly and all. Jordan, It's not funny anymore, you're making us all anxious for you to wake up now. It's really not the time to be lazy, what's with exams, D&amp;D, Trial Camp and even FOC coming up all so soon! We admit it okay, that we need you, that we all want you back, like really badly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you have forgotten, Soshi's birthday is coming up real soon already. Let's all celebrate his birthday together alright? And you still haven paid up for D&amp;D even though you told me that you would last week. Besides all these, have you forgotten that I told you that we'll continue the conversation that we had at the bus-stop at your house? There's still so much you want to tell me, that I know. And now, I'm here waiting for you to continue what you want to tell me. Are you really going to ditch your workload for Trial Camp and FOC on to all of us? Stop being lazy and wake up already yah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll pwn you in making roses, in running around school, in enduring 5 sleepless days. Why don't you wake up and tell me that you'll make me self-pwn? And guess what. Now I'm on better terms with your clique already. Isn't that your aim of that conversation that day? It had taken me long to remember the contents you know? Furthermore, you haven't told me what logistics you need for Trial Camp. I'm still waiting for an answer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, so many people have cried for you for the past 4 days that it pains me to see them. Don't you feel heartbroken too that so many people have to tear for you? Stop being stubborn and come back already okay? Please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-1471416433407906885?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/1471416433407906885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/1471416433407906885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/02/come-backplease.html' title='come back..please?'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-3927735389355538153</id><published>2009-02-12T05:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T05:07:31.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because you live</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Staring out at the rain with a heavy heart&lt;br /&gt;It's the end of the world in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Then your voice pulls me back like a wake up call&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking for the answer&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't see that it was right there&lt;br /&gt;But now I know what I didn't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you live and breathe&lt;br /&gt;Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, girl&lt;br /&gt;My world has twice as many stars in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's alright, I survived, I'm alive again&lt;br /&gt;Cuz of you, made it through every storm&lt;br /&gt;What is life, what's the use if you're killing time&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I found an angel&lt;br /&gt;Someone&lt;br /&gt;Who was there when all my hopes fell&lt;br /&gt;I wanna fly, looking in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you live and breathe&lt;br /&gt;Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, girl&lt;br /&gt;My world has twice as many stars in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, I live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you live there's a reason why&lt;br /&gt;I carry on when I lose the fight&lt;br /&gt;I want to give what you've given me always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you live and breathe&lt;br /&gt;Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, girl&lt;br /&gt;My world has twice as many stars in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you live and breathe&lt;br /&gt;Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, girl&lt;br /&gt;My world has everything I need to survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, I live, I live&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because of one person's existance, the mass can feel alive.&lt;br /&gt;Because of the mass' lives, the one person can feel appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;What else would it take, for him to know?&lt;br /&gt;To know that we're all supporting him?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-3927735389355538153?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/3927735389355538153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/3927735389355538153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/02/because-you-live.html' title='Because you live'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-8670972805481182188</id><published>2009-02-12T04:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T05:01:07.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Jordan.The Cranes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;A week has passed. A new day has arrived. The sun will be up soon. We'll find a brand new world. But a world without you, is not a world we want to be in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second night in running that I haven't slept. Third day in running that I have came to the hospital. I feel tired, but where can I rest my soul? Not with one of my good friends in SICU. Shi Li is currently sleeping beside me. Dad is sleeping in the Visitors' lounge and Mum is inside with Jordan. Folding paper cranes had always been the most frustrating job that I can ever do. Not because I lack the patience, but because of the fact that I have sweaty palms. Either that or super dry&amp;amp;uncomfortable hands to work with. But the numerous cranes I'm doing now, all hold a hope. A hope that will in turn represent each&amp;amp;every hope that all of us possess. Staying over in the hospital in company of ShiLi, is a choice I made. The wait in the dark solitude of my own room is far too overwhelming, as I had experienced the night before. The guilt, the feeling of loss, the feeling of helplessness , they knocked on my conscience one by one. Being the one who spreads all the news, I can't help feeling bad, for I'll have to be the one to break everything to everybody.&lt;br /&gt;Tears had gone far. But I believe, a new batch will start again. However, for all of us, when the sun rises up again, it'll be yet another day, of waiting, of anxiety. Lord, we desperately need your strength to help us pull through it all. Lord, if for all my tears you can bring strength to each&amp;amp;everyone of us waiting for Jordan to wake up, please do take them all. We wish for nothing more than for him to wake up and be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;0830: Nerve Stimulus test&lt;br /&gt;Donors can make their way down to NUH to donate blood&amp;amp;platelets!&lt;br /&gt;1000-1100: Send for major operation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update again when the morning comes. Currently still folding paper cranes. And also asking for blood donors&amp;amp;platelet donors! &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/25140429-8670972805481182188?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/8670972805481182188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/8670972805481182188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/02/for-jordanthe-cranes.html' title='For Jordan.The Cranes'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-7334975605413202680</id><published>2009-02-04T02:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T03:26:34.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>torn&amp;hurt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A part of me wants to leave you alone.&lt;br /&gt;A part of me wants for you to come home.&lt;br /&gt;A part of me says I'm living a lie.&lt;br /&gt;(And I'm better off without you.)&lt;br /&gt;A part of me says to think it through.&lt;br /&gt;A part of me says I'm over you.&lt;br /&gt;A part of me wants to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;A part of me is asking why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A part of me wants to leave.&lt;br /&gt;But a part of me wants to be here with you.&lt;br /&gt;And everytime I think we're over and done you do something to get me back loving you.&lt;br /&gt;And you got me just torn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torn in between the two. (Oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;'cause I really wanna be with you.&lt;br /&gt;But something's telling me I should leave you alone. (I really want to be with you)&lt;br /&gt;Leave you alone.&lt;br /&gt;Leave you alone.&lt;br /&gt;And you got me just torn in between the two. (In between the two)&lt;br /&gt;'cause I really wanna be with you. (Be with you)&lt;br /&gt;But something's telling me I should leave you alone. (You alone)&lt;br /&gt;Leave you alone.&lt;br /&gt;Leave you alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were no issues when we started out.&lt;br /&gt;It was cool.&lt;br /&gt;It was everything that love's about.&lt;br /&gt;But something happened.&lt;br /&gt;Plus I'm feeling so burnt out.&lt;br /&gt;('cause I can't understand you now.) Now oh&lt;br /&gt;(I just can't understand you now.)&lt;br /&gt;A part of me says it's all my fault.&lt;br /&gt;A part of me says "he ain't what you want."&lt;br /&gt;A part of me says to get my bags.&lt;br /&gt;A part of me says I can't do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A part of me wants to leave.&lt;br /&gt;But a part of me wants to be here with you.&lt;br /&gt;And everytime I think that it's over and done you make me fall back in love.&lt;br /&gt;You got me just torn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torn in between the two. (Between the two)&lt;br /&gt;'cause I really wanna be with you. (Be with you)&lt;br /&gt;But something's telling me I should leave you alone.(You alone)&lt;br /&gt;Leave you alone.&lt;br /&gt;Leave you alone.&lt;br /&gt;And you got me just torn in between the two. (Torn in between the two)&lt;br /&gt;'cause I really wanna be with you. (Really wanna be with you)&lt;br /&gt;But something's telling me I should leave you alone. (Telling me I should leave)&lt;br /&gt;Leave you alone. (Alone)&lt;br /&gt;Leave you alone. (Alone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many times I... (I was ready to go)&lt;br /&gt;So many times I... (Had my foot out the door)&lt;br /&gt;So many times I... (I thought to give him a chance, thought he'd be a better man)&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm sitting here and I'm so confused.&lt;br /&gt;'cause I keep fighting myself for you. (I don't know how much more I can take but I can't feel this way)&lt;br /&gt;(You got me so torn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torn in between the two. (Oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;'cause I really wanna be with you. (I really wanna be with you)&lt;br /&gt;But something's telling me I should leave you alone.&lt;br /&gt;Leave you alone.&lt;br /&gt;Leave you alone. (But I don't know)&lt;br /&gt;And you got me just torn in between the two. (Should I stay or should I go)&lt;br /&gt;'cause I really wanna be with you. (I don't know)&lt;br /&gt;But something's telling me I should leave you alone. (You alone)&lt;br /&gt;Leave you alone.&lt;br /&gt;Leave you alone. (You alone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you got me just torn in between the two. (I'm torn in between the two)&lt;br /&gt;'cause I really wanna be with you. (I really wanna be with you)&lt;br /&gt;But something's telling me I should leave you alone. (But I don't know)&lt;br /&gt;Leave you alone.&lt;br /&gt;Leave you alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you got me just torn in between the two.&lt;br /&gt;'cause I really wanna be with you.&lt;br /&gt;But something's telling me I should leave you alone.&lt;br /&gt;Leave you alone.&lt;br /&gt;Leave you alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Seems like it was yesterday when I saw your face&lt;br /&gt;You told me how proud you were but I walked away&lt;br /&gt;If only I knew what I know today&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, Oooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would hold you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;I would take the pain away&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all you've done&lt;br /&gt;Forgive all your mistakes&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I wouldn't do&lt;br /&gt;To hear your voice again&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I want to call you&lt;br /&gt;But I know you won't be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOh, I'm sorry for blaming you&lt;br /&gt;For everything I just couldn't do&lt;br /&gt;And I've hurt myself, by hurting you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somedays I feel broke inside but I won't admit&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just want to hide, cause it's you I miss&lt;br /&gt;And it's so hard to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to this&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me I was wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Would you help me understand?&lt;br /&gt;Are you looking down upon me?&lt;br /&gt;Are you proud of who I am?&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I wouldn't do&lt;br /&gt;Just to hear your voice again&lt;br /&gt;To look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And see you looking back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOh, I'm sorry for blaming you&lt;br /&gt;For everything I just couldn't do&lt;br /&gt;And I've hurt myself, Oooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had just one more day&lt;br /&gt;I would tell you how much&lt;br /&gt;That I've missed you since&lt;br /&gt;You've been away.&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, It's dangerous&lt;br /&gt;So out of line&lt;br /&gt;To try and turn back time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for blaming you&lt;br /&gt;For everything I just couldn't do&lt;br /&gt;And I've hurt myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By hurting you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will you ever understand&lt;br /&gt;what I needed to know&lt;br /&gt;Will you ever say&lt;br /&gt;what I needed to hear&lt;br /&gt;Will you ever do&lt;br /&gt;what I needed you to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-7334975605413202680?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/7334975605413202680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/7334975605413202680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-youe-had-known.html' title='torn&amp;hurt'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-1823980766327075392</id><published>2009-02-03T01:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T02:09:19.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the reason</title><content type='html'>Just because I don't cry, doesn't mean that I'm happy&lt;br /&gt;Just because I don't care, doesn't mean that I won't&lt;br /&gt;It's the things that you thought&lt;br /&gt;But never have you asked anything&lt;br /&gt;I'm just too tired to continue being your game&lt;br /&gt;It's just like I have taken a ride to the moon and back&lt;br /&gt;Nothing has been the same for a long time&lt;br /&gt;But, it's not worth it to take the same ride twice&lt;br /&gt;Especially you.&lt;br /&gt;But, i guess you'll never get to know&lt;br /&gt;And, that's what I hope for&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;究竟你想什么但眼泪骗不了我&lt;br /&gt;如果是命定恋人为何还要对我&lt;br /&gt;如此这样残忍&lt;br /&gt;记得你曾说过有个爱情迷宫&lt;br /&gt;只要我们能够碰头就能天长地久&lt;br /&gt;如果真的爱我就别管怎么传说&lt;br /&gt;让自尊它无情捉弄&lt;br /&gt;关什么永恒不永恒&lt;br /&gt;我不要自己一个人&lt;br /&gt;去面对未知的迷宫&lt;br /&gt;眼看着幸福就在前头却无法到手&lt;br /&gt;不要自己一个人无助的盲目去摸索&lt;br /&gt;爱你我像个小偷&lt;br /&gt;我可以装做不懂你不爱我&lt;br /&gt;终于有了选择&lt;br /&gt;我不是你的晴空&lt;br /&gt;你的心不爱我&lt;br /&gt;只能继续委屈&lt;br /&gt;做她的替代品&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it's back to this song again&lt;br /&gt;time and time again, it's only me against the entire world&lt;br /&gt;this time, i shan't wait&lt;br /&gt;i will just take the plunge&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-1823980766327075392?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/1823980766327075392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/1823980766327075392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/02/reason.html' title='the reason'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-7177502740869749938</id><published>2009-02-02T16:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T16:45:28.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the winner really do take it all</title><content type='html'>I don't wanna talk&lt;br /&gt;About the things we've gone through&lt;br /&gt;Though it's hurting me&lt;br /&gt;Now it's history&lt;br /&gt;I've played all my cards&lt;br /&gt;And that's what you've done too&lt;br /&gt;Nothing more to say&lt;br /&gt;No more ace to play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winner takes it all&lt;br /&gt;The loser standing small&lt;br /&gt;Beside the victory&lt;br /&gt;That's her destiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in your arms&lt;br /&gt;Thinking I belonged there&lt;br /&gt;I figured it made sense&lt;br /&gt;Building me a fence&lt;br /&gt;Building me a home&lt;br /&gt;Thinking I'd be strong there&lt;br /&gt;But I was a fool&lt;br /&gt;Playing by the rules&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gods may throw the dice&lt;br /&gt;Their minds as cold as ice&lt;br /&gt;And someone way down here&lt;br /&gt;Loses someone dear&lt;br /&gt;The winner takes it all&lt;br /&gt;The loser has to fall&lt;br /&gt;It's simple and it's plain&lt;br /&gt;Why should I complain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tell me does she kiss&lt;br /&gt;Like I used to kiss you? &lt;br /&gt;Does it feel the same&lt;br /&gt;When she calls your name? &lt;br /&gt;Somewhere deep inside&lt;br /&gt;You must know I miss you&lt;br /&gt;But what can I say&lt;br /&gt;Rules must be obeyed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The judges will decide&lt;br /&gt;The likes of me abide&lt;br /&gt;Spectators of the show&lt;br /&gt;Always staying low&lt;br /&gt;The game is on again&lt;br /&gt;A lover or a friend&lt;br /&gt;A big thing or a small&lt;br /&gt;The winner takes it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna talk&lt;br /&gt;If it makes you feel sad&lt;br /&gt;And I understand&lt;br /&gt;You come to shake my hand&lt;br /&gt;I apologize&lt;br /&gt;If it makes you feel bad&lt;br /&gt;Seeing me so tense&lt;br /&gt;No self-confidence&lt;br /&gt;But you see&lt;br /&gt;The winner takes it all&lt;br /&gt;The winner takes it all&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gain it, Lost it&lt;br /&gt;I've never gotten it in the first place&lt;br /&gt;just like you would never know&lt;br /&gt;but then again, why should I care&lt;br /&gt;I can't in te first place&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-7177502740869749938?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/7177502740869749938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/7177502740869749938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/02/winner-really-do-take-it-all.html' title='the winner really do take it all'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-5344203143053182593</id><published>2009-02-02T01:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T01:31:37.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always Getting Over You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How To Go About Doing this Quiz?&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your iTunes/Napster/Zune Player/WinAmp/etc on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag 10 or more friends who might enjoy doing this as well as the person you got it from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?&lt;br /&gt;Skid Row - I Remember You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;Bullets For My Valentine - Waking The Demon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ermm.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;Jesse McCartney - Why Is Love So Hard To Find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WAHLAO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;The Fray - You Found Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;There's only one thing I found in the song...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;Can't Let You Go - Jesse McCartney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yeps, I can't let anything go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Simple Plan - Love Is A Lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I think I understand that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?&lt;br /&gt;Jesse McCartney - Right Back In The Water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Right back where?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;Secondhand Serenade - Let It Roll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;br /&gt;Rihanna - Disturbia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Maths is disturbing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;Bullets For My Valentine - All These Things I Hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Opps...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;David Archuleta - A Little Too Not Over You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Erm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;S CLub 7 - Say Goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I wish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;All-American Rejects - It Ends Tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Okay, this is really too morbid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;The Cab - Bounce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bounce=happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Chris Brown ft. Keri Hilson - Superhuman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I totally agree!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;Mariah Carey ft. Brian McKnight - Whenever You Call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oh, that's really nicely romantic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;Amber Pacific - Gone So Young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;If it ends tonight, then yah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;br /&gt;T.I. - Whatever You Like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I agree to this too!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;The Academy Is... - Summer Hair=Forever Young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Of course we're all forever young!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?&lt;br /&gt;Keyshia Cole - Fallin' Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;With...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW WILL YOU DIE?&lt;br /&gt;Jesse McCartney - Just Go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;That's soothing to hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?&lt;br /&gt;Rascal Flatts - What Hurts The Most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Okay, I understand this too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?&lt;br /&gt;Beyonce Knowles - Broken-Hearted Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;That's true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?&lt;br /&gt;Secondhand Serenade - It's Not Over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;True to heart also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?&lt;br /&gt;Simple Plan - Save You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So, I'm not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?&lt;br /&gt;Avril Lavigne - Tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yes, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;NeYo - Miss Independent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;That's rather sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?&lt;br /&gt;Jesse McCartney - Anybody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I am not being too greedy, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;Jesse McCartney - Get Your Shine On&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Okay, I don't understand this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;br /&gt;Angela Ammons - Always Getting Over You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nor this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;DO GO TRY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-5344203143053182593?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/5344203143053182593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/5344203143053182593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/02/always-getting-over-you.html' title='Always Getting Over You'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-3216890977912306584</id><published>2009-02-01T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T23:41:14.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes you gotta go through the pain to experience the joy</title><content type='html'>Do, Do you got a first aid kit handy? &lt;br /&gt;Do, Do you know how to patch up a wound? &lt;br /&gt;Tell me, &lt;br /&gt;Are Are Are Are you, &lt;br /&gt;Are you patient, Understanding? &lt;br /&gt;Cuz I might need some time to clear the hole in my heart and I&lt;br /&gt;I've tried every remedy &lt;br /&gt;And nothing seems to work for me&lt;br /&gt;Baby, (baby)&lt;br /&gt;This situation's driving me crazy&lt;br /&gt;And I really wanna be your lady&lt;br /&gt;But the one before you left me so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damaged, Damaged&lt;br /&gt;Damaged, Damaged&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I should let you know &lt;br /&gt;That my heart is&lt;br /&gt;Damaged, Damaged&lt;br /&gt;So Damaged, (So Damaged)&lt;br /&gt;And you can blame the one before&lt;br /&gt;So how you gonna fix it, fix it, fix it (Baby I gotta know)&lt;br /&gt;How you gonna fix it, fix it, fix it (What you are gonna do?)&lt;br /&gt;How you gonna fix it, fix it, fix it (Baby I gotta know)&lt;br /&gt;How you gonna fix it, fix it, fix it (What you are gonna do?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do Do you got a first aid kit handy? &lt;br /&gt;Do Do you know how to patch up a wound? Tell me, &lt;br /&gt;Are Are Are Are you, &lt;br /&gt;Are you patient, Understanding? &lt;br /&gt;Cuz I might need some time to clear the hole in my heart and I&lt;br /&gt;You try to gain my trust&lt;br /&gt;Talking is not enough&lt;br /&gt;Actions speak louder than words&lt;br /&gt;You gotta show me something&lt;br /&gt;My heart is missing some pieces&lt;br /&gt;I need this puzzle put together again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damaged, Damaged&lt;br /&gt;Damaged, Damaged&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I should let you know &lt;br /&gt;That my heart is&lt;br /&gt;Damaged, Damaged&lt;br /&gt;So Damaged(So Damaged)&lt;br /&gt;And you can blame the one before&lt;br /&gt;So how you gonna fix it, fix it, fix it (Baby I gotta know)&lt;br /&gt;How you gonna fix it, fix it, fix it (What you are gonna do?)&lt;br /&gt;How you gonna fix it, fix it, fix it (Baby I gotta know)&lt;br /&gt;How you gonna fix it, fix it, fix it (What you are gonna do?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you fix my H-E-A-R-T&lt;br /&gt;Cuz it D-A-M-A-G-E-D&lt;br /&gt;Can you fix my H-E-A-R-T&lt;br /&gt;Tell me are you up for the challenge&lt;br /&gt;Cuz my heart is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damaged, (Damaged)&lt;br /&gt;Damaged, (Damaged)&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I should let you know &lt;br /&gt;That my heart is&lt;br /&gt;Damaged, (Damaged)&lt;br /&gt;So Damaged, (So Damaged)&lt;br /&gt;And you can blame the one before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damaged, (Damaged)&lt;br /&gt;Damaged, (Damaged)&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I should let you know &lt;br /&gt;That my heart is&lt;br /&gt;Damaged, (Damaged)&lt;br /&gt;So Damaged, (So Damaged)&lt;br /&gt;And you can blame the one before&lt;br /&gt;So how you gonna fix it, fix it, fix it&lt;br /&gt;How you gonna fix it, fix it, fix it&lt;br /&gt;How you gonna fix it, fix it, fix it&lt;br /&gt;How you gonna fix it, fix it, fix it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is&lt;br /&gt;Damaged, &lt;br /&gt;Damaged, &lt;br /&gt;Damaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is&lt;br /&gt;Damaged, &lt;br /&gt;Damaged, &lt;br /&gt;Damaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is&lt;br /&gt;Damaged, &lt;br /&gt;Damaged, &lt;br /&gt;Damaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is&lt;br /&gt;Damaged, &lt;br /&gt;Damaged, &lt;br /&gt;Damaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is&lt;br /&gt;Damaged.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-3216890977912306584?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/3216890977912306584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/3216890977912306584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/02/sometimes-you-gotta-go-through-pain-to.html' title='sometimes you gotta go through the pain to experience the joy'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-2098383483354023807</id><published>2009-02-01T01:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T02:01:45.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what if you have to bid goodbye this instant</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is for my people's who just lost somebody&lt;br /&gt;Your best friend, your baby, your man or your lady&lt;br /&gt;Put your hand way up high, we will never say bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamas, daddies, sisters, brothers, friends and cousins&lt;br /&gt;This is for my people's who lost their grandmothers&lt;br /&gt;Lift your head to the sky 'cause we will never say bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a child there were them times&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get it but you kept me alive&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know why you didn't show up sometimes&lt;br /&gt;It's something more than saying, "I miss you"&lt;br /&gt;But when we talked too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All them grown full things separation brings&lt;br /&gt;You never let me know it, you never let it show&lt;br /&gt;Because you loved me and obviously&lt;br /&gt;There's so much more left to say&lt;br /&gt;If you were with me today face to face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I never knew I could hurt like this&lt;br /&gt;And everyday life goes on like&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could talk to you for awhile&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could find a way try not to cry&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And soon as you reached a better place&lt;br /&gt;Still I'll give the whole world to see your face&lt;br /&gt;And I'm bragging next to you&lt;br /&gt;It feels like you gone too soon&lt;br /&gt;Now the hardest thing to do is say bye bye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye, bye bye, bye bye&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye, bye bye, bye bye&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye, bye bye, bye bye, bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you never got the chance to see how good I've done&lt;br /&gt;And you never got to see me back at number one&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you were here to celebrate together&lt;br /&gt;I wish that we could spend the holidays together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when you used to tuck me in at night&lt;br /&gt;With the teddy bear you gave me that I held so tight&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were so strong that you can make it through whatever&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to accept the fact you're gone forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I never knew I could hurt like this&lt;br /&gt;And everyday life goes on like&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could talk to you for awhile&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could find a way try not to cry&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And soon as you reached a better place&lt;br /&gt;Still I'll give the world to see your face&lt;br /&gt;And I'm bragging next to you&lt;br /&gt;It feels like you gone too soon&lt;br /&gt;The hardest thing to do is say bye bye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye, bye bye, bye bye&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye, bye bye, bye bye&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye, bye bye, bye bye, bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for my people's who just lost somebody&lt;br /&gt;Your best friend, your baby, your man or your lady&lt;br /&gt;Put your hand way up high, we will never say bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamas, daddies, sisters, brothers, friends and cousins&lt;br /&gt;This is for my people's who lost their grandmothers&lt;br /&gt;Lift your head to the sky 'cause we will never say bye, bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I never knew I could hurt like this&lt;br /&gt;And everyday life goes on like&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could talk to you for awhile&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could find a way try not to cry&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And soon as you reached a better place&lt;br /&gt;Still I'll give the world to see your face&lt;br /&gt;And I'm bragging next to you&lt;br /&gt;It feels like you gone too soon&lt;br /&gt;The hardest thing to do is say bye bye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye, bye bye, bye bye&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye, bye bye, bye bye&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye, bye bye, bye bye, bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye, bye bye, bye bye&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye, bye bye, bye bye&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye, bye bye, bye bye, bye bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you had to bid good bye this instant, who would say it to? What else will you say? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For me, I'll just make it a silent goodbye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-2098383483354023807?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/2098383483354023807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/2098383483354023807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-if-you-have-to-bid-goodbye-this.html' title='what if you have to bid goodbye this instant'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-5267906954062385505</id><published>2009-01-30T14:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T14:44:12.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she'll never know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We're the best of friends&lt;br /&gt;And we share our secrets&lt;br /&gt;She knows everything that is on my mind&lt;br /&gt;But lately somethings changed&lt;br /&gt;As I lie awake in my bed&lt;br /&gt;A voice here inside my head&lt;br /&gt;Softly says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you kiss her&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you tell her&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you let her see&lt;br /&gt;The feelings that you hide&lt;br /&gt;'Cause she'll never know&lt;br /&gt;If you never show&lt;br /&gt;The way you feel inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'm so afraid to make that first move&lt;br /&gt;Just a touch and we&lt;br /&gt;Could cross the line&lt;br /&gt;And everytime she's near&lt;br /&gt;I wanna never let her go&lt;br /&gt;Confess to her what my heart knows&lt;br /&gt;Hold her close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you kiss her&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you tell her&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you let her see&lt;br /&gt;The feelings that you hide&lt;br /&gt;'Cause she'll never know&lt;br /&gt;If you never show&lt;br /&gt;The way you feel inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would she say&lt;br /&gt;I wonder would she just turn away&lt;br /&gt;Or would she promise me&lt;br /&gt;That she's here to stay&lt;br /&gt;It hurts me to wait&lt;br /&gt;I keep asking myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you kiss her&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you tell her&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you let her see&lt;br /&gt;The feelings that you hide&lt;br /&gt;'Cause she'll never know&lt;br /&gt;If you never show&lt;br /&gt;The way you feel inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you kiss her (tell her you love her)&lt;br /&gt;Why don't u tell her (tell her you need her)&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you let her see&lt;br /&gt;The feelings that you hide&lt;br /&gt;'Cause she'll never know&lt;br /&gt;If you never show&lt;br /&gt;The way you feel inside&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Between the known and the unknown, there exist a thin line of breach. What we know, we'll always hold the knowledge close to us. But, what if sometimes, there are things which you don't want to know?&lt;br /&gt;The unknown daunts, yet at the same time is a bliss. But, nonetheless, we yearn to know everything there is. Sometimes at the risk of our sanity. It's just another consequence we brought upon ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Don't come any closer&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me it's over&lt;br /&gt;Don't kiss me goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Here we are, am I taking this too hard?&lt;br /&gt;Don't say that it's easy&lt;br /&gt;The hardest part is leaving&lt;br /&gt;Don't you wonder why&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, we're all running out of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-5267906954062385505?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/5267906954062385505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/5267906954062385505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/01/shell-never-know.html' title='she&apos;ll never know'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-6270353916536866912</id><published>2009-01-27T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T23:21:14.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mad</title><content type='html'>Oh oh oh, oh oh oh... &lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's starin' at me, &lt;br /&gt;I'm sittin', wonderin' what she's thinkin'.&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's talkin', &lt;br /&gt;'Cause talkin' just turns into screamin'.&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh... &lt;br /&gt;And now is I'm yellin' over her, &lt;br /&gt;She's yellin' over me.&lt;br /&gt;All that that means&lt;br /&gt;Is neither of us is listening, &lt;br /&gt;(And what's even worse).&lt;br /&gt;That we don't even remember why were fighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So both of us are mad for... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothin'&lt;br /&gt;(Fighting for).&lt;br /&gt;Nothin'&lt;br /&gt;(Crying for).&lt;br /&gt;Nothin'&lt;br /&gt;(Whoahhh).&lt;br /&gt;But we won't let it go for&lt;br /&gt;Nothin'&lt;br /&gt;(No not for)&lt;br /&gt;Nothin'.&lt;br /&gt;This should be nothin' to a love like what we got.&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh, baby... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know sometimes&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna rain... &lt;br /&gt;But baby, can we make up now&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can't sleep through the pain&lt;br /&gt;(Cant sleep through the pain).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, I don't wanna go to bed&lt;br /&gt;(Mad at you), &lt;br /&gt;And I don't want you to go to bed&lt;br /&gt;(Mad at me).&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't wanna go to bed&lt;br /&gt;(Mad at you), &lt;br /&gt;And I don't want you to go to bed&lt;br /&gt;(Mad at me)&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh no no no... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it gets me upset, girl&lt;br /&gt;When you're constantly accusing.&lt;br /&gt;(Askin' questions like you've already known).&lt;br /&gt;We're fighting this war, baby&lt;br /&gt;When both of us are losing.&lt;br /&gt;(This ain't the way that love is supposed to go).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoaaaaaaaaa... &lt;br /&gt;[What happened to workin' it out].&lt;br /&gt;We've falled into this place&lt;br /&gt;Where you ain't backin' down&lt;br /&gt;And I ain't backin' down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what the hell do we do now... &lt;br /&gt;It's all for... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothin'&lt;br /&gt;(Fighting for).&lt;br /&gt;Nothin'&lt;br /&gt;(Crying for).&lt;br /&gt;Nothin'&lt;br /&gt;(Whoahhh).&lt;br /&gt;But we won't let it go for&lt;br /&gt;Nothin'&lt;br /&gt;(No not for)&lt;br /&gt;Nothin'.&lt;br /&gt;This should be nothin' to a love like what we got.&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh, baby... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know sometimes&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna rain... &lt;br /&gt;But baby, can we make up now&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can't sleep through the pain&lt;br /&gt;(Cant sleep through the pain).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, I don't wanna go to bed&lt;br /&gt;(Mad at you), &lt;br /&gt;And I don't want you to go to bed&lt;br /&gt;(Mad at me).&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't wanna go to bed&lt;br /&gt;(Mad at you), &lt;br /&gt;And I don't want you to go to bed&lt;br /&gt;(Mad at me)&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh no no no... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby this love ain't gonna be perfect, &lt;br /&gt;(Perfect, perfect, oh oh).&lt;br /&gt;And just how good it's gonna be.&lt;br /&gt;We can't fuss and we can't fight&lt;br /&gt;Long as everything alright between us&lt;br /&gt;Before we go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, we're gonna be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know sometimes&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna rain... &lt;br /&gt;But baby, can we make up now&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can't sleep through the pain&lt;br /&gt;(Cant sleep through the pain).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, I don't wanna go to bed&lt;br /&gt;(Mad at you), &lt;br /&gt;And I don't want you to go to bed&lt;br /&gt;(Mad at me).&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't wanna go to bed&lt;br /&gt;(Mad at you), &lt;br /&gt;And I don't want you to go to bed&lt;br /&gt;(Mad at me)&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh no no no...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-6270353916536866912?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/6270353916536866912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/6270353916536866912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/01/mad.html' title='mad'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-8471902801198125720</id><published>2009-01-24T03:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T03:48:50.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's my measure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;you're a part of me in all i am..&lt;br /&gt;never been more in the dark&lt;br /&gt;never been this scared&lt;br /&gt;never was so uncertain of what to do or speak&lt;br /&gt;never been so alone&lt;br /&gt;never been without you&lt;br /&gt;never had more &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;than&lt;/span&gt; i could keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;an un-beating heart.&lt;br /&gt;a body of cold blood.&lt;br /&gt;a mind of nothingness.&lt;br /&gt;it's hard to know that you can't do anything about anything at all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;im desperate im calling out ur name(can u hear me)&lt;br /&gt;im faling i cant feel ur flame, its so cold and i&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;wanna feel ur arms around me(can u hear me, save me)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25140429-8471902801198125720?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/8471902801198125720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/8471902801198125720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-my-measure.html' title='it&apos;s my measure'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25140429.post-6471449254182548010</id><published>2009-01-23T02:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T03:14:14.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>不想懂得</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I need to stay strong.&lt;br /&gt;There are many things which I have to do.&lt;br /&gt;I need to be up running.&lt;br /&gt;It's a requirement of mine.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure anymore if I want to give up.&lt;br /&gt;My life has been a tiring journey.&lt;br /&gt;I constantly feel life draining out.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's time to rest.&lt;br /&gt;But, what will happen if I do.&lt;br /&gt;Will everything still stay the same?&lt;br /&gt;Or will everything change when I close my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;How will it be after I close my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;In split-second, you'll be gone.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;Meeting new people has been my goal.&lt;br /&gt;But, what if I have met my last?&lt;br /&gt;Does it mean that nothing will happen anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Or will it be a normal routine.&lt;br /&gt;Can it be a sign to go back.&lt;br /&gt;Just to find one that I've lost to time.&lt;br /&gt;Then agian, time never roll back.&lt;br /&gt;This time, I'll just walk past it.&lt;br /&gt;Even though I know it's there.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't want to know what happens.&lt;br /&gt;It's just a step too far, too late.&lt;br /&gt;You can't do anything about it either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are meant to be made and lost, made and yet lost all over again. As the vicious cycle turns my life topsy-turvy, all I can do, is wait it out. As patiently as I possibly can. No matter how much it throws my heart into turmoil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;I think about the years I spent just passing through&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to have the time I lost and give it back to you&lt;br /&gt;But you just smile and take my hand &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/25140429-6471449254182548010?l=pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/6471449254182548010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25140429/posts/default/6471449254182548010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwincessh-abode.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='不想懂得'/><author><name>AL-exis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
