<?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-21130964</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:37:50.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shades of grey</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>INHABIT</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>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114880575588445002</id><published>2006-05-28T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T16:50:15.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=center&gt;When all the world is a hopeless jumble&lt;br /&gt;and the raindrops tumble all around&lt;br /&gt;Heaven opens a magic lane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all the clouds darken up the skyway&lt;br /&gt;There's a rainbow highway to be found&lt;br /&gt;leading from your windowpane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a place behind the sun&lt;br /&gt;to a place beyond the rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;I love the feeling when I get the &lt;b&gt;best&lt;i&gt;est&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; deals when I go shopping. who doesn't?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114880575588445002?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114880575588445002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114880575588445002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114880575588445002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114880575588445002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/05/when-all-world-is-hopeless-jumble-and.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114805886936568346</id><published>2006-05-20T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T01:17:33.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=center&gt;boy, hasn't it been long?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a GREAT weekend. and it was most certainly exclusive :D  seeing laura again was fantastic! &amp;&amp;&amp; meeting you-knw-who. Pity i didn't bring my camera. &lt;br /&gt;Didn't get much stuff, but i wasn't planning to either. If school wasn't in the way, i could've stayed longer! I could really get used to eating fresh nutella doughnuts &amp; cinnamon buns with chocolate! oh, just the thought of it makes me drooool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides feeling depressed abt being back in spore, ITS JUST ONE MORE WEEK OF SCHOOOOL LEFT! gee, i realized I don't have much planned. Maybe i'll pick up a hobby or something. Or go to town with my mom everyday, and can finally declare, I HATE SHOPPING! whats to buy, if you have no where to go? Like, going to UK or canada &lt;b&gt;always&lt;/b&gt; gives me the best excuse to buy winter wear. what a bad habit, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear i take heaps long to think of what to write for a SINGLE post. Heh, come to think of it. i dont know why i started blogging. Is is a way to tell your friends whats been going on with your life because you've been flooded with school work and what nots? Perhaps. Its a good way of communicationg for busy people i s'pose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114805886936568346?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114805886936568346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114805886936568346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114805886936568346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114805886936568346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/05/boy-hasnt-it-been-long-i-had-great.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114715347642644119</id><published>2006-05-09T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T13:50:21.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=purple&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Friendship&lt;/font&gt; needs no studied phrases,&lt;br /&gt;polished face, or winning wiles&lt;br /&gt;Friendship deals no lavish praises,&lt;br /&gt;Friendship dons no surface smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship cheers the faint and weary,&lt;br /&gt;Makes the timid spirit brave,&lt;br /&gt;Warns the erring, lights the dreary,&lt;br /&gt;Smooths the passage to the grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship--- pure, unselfish friendship,&lt;br /&gt;All through life's allotted span,&lt;br /&gt;Nutures, strengthens, widens, lengthens,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Man's relationship with man.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;All friendships have their ups &amp; downs. Learning to put aside disagreements makes companionship long-lasting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;&lt;i&gt;saying&lt;/i&gt; it is one thing, &lt;i&gt;doing&lt;/i&gt; it is another&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An update before I welcome the long weekend ahead! (yea, in like.. OMG two days?)&lt;br /&gt;School has just been so draining, it has made me grumpy. which makes me scream at everyone like a spoilt brat. But is not like there is anything interesting to do in this hot sunny island. Shopping trips have been, meaningless cause everythings the same. gee, if only we had four seasons. it'd be great =D hahh fat hope!&lt;br /&gt;but i think i spend alot on just ONE trip. i can't use my money wisely. oh stuff it! i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to hit the boooks! ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114715347642644119?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114715347642644119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114715347642644119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114715347642644119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114715347642644119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/05/friendship-needs-no-studied-phrases.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114622882623617214</id><published>2006-04-28T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T21:00:14.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;looking gorgeous in white. but when red starts to creep in, everything sizzles up.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;psssst. the girls envy you.&lt;br /&gt;you know it&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say expensive things come in big packages, with a small surprise waiting.&lt;br /&gt;Of course&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114622882623617214?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114622882623617214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114622882623617214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114622882623617214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114622882623617214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/04/looking-gorgeous-in-white.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114604620445954049</id><published>2006-04-26T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T18:15:39.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/1600/Lacoste_05_800x600.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/320/Lacoste_05_800x600.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMGOMG!! I want that lacoste bag. I think Lacoste pictures are so coool. HAHA laura's gonna pay for half of it. (that is IF i get it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/1600/004.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/320/004.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i LOVE her balenciaga bag tooo!!!! AHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. okay nuff droooling over things. i'm too materialist. OH BOOO! &lt;br /&gt;I was reading the book of proverbs last night &amp; found it extremely, insightful. maybe thats why its named &lt;u&gt;'proverbs'&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=purple&gt;A gossip betrays a confidence,&lt;br /&gt;but a trustworthy man keeps a secret. 11:13&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it especially hard not to gosssip. Yes, blame it on human nature. But its also ourselves that change that nature we have. Its tooo tempting (esp during tennis). hahahhaa! Its strange how we find so much "joy" in talking about someone but when someone else does it to us, we feel angry/annoyed. TSK. the way we were made. its just up to us if we want to change it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114604620445954049?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114604620445954049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114604620445954049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114604620445954049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114604620445954049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/04/omgomgomg-i-want-that-lacoste-bag.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114512129854043316</id><published>2006-04-16T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T01:14:58.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;font color=purple&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GEE, MY LOLLIPOP IS GREAT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The loong easter weekend is here! OH JOY. &lt;br /&gt;erny came over last night &amp; we order macs at two. Imagine the amount of calories. Okay, don't. &lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna do the stupid thing Kath asked me to do. I didn't even read the whole thing. so whatever. HAHAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114512129854043316?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114512129854043316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114512129854043316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114512129854043316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114512129854043316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/04/gee-my-lollipop-is-great-loong-easter.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114512020845429606</id><published>2006-04-16T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T00:56:48.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/124/2897/320/ryancarnes2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/124/2897/320/ryancarnes2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HHOOOOOOTTTTTT!!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114512020845429606?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114512020845429606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114512020845429606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114512020845429606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114512020845429606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/04/hhooooootttttt.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114512002771224399</id><published>2006-04-16T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T00:53:47.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/124/2897/320/62870756_dbd7e13b10_m.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/124/2897/320/62870756_dbd7e13b10_m.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAHHHHHH he looks better in the movie though&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114512002771224399?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114512002771224399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114512002771224399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114512002771224399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114512002771224399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/04/aaahhhhhh-he-looks-better-in-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114511981938821701</id><published>2006-04-16T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T00:50:19.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/124/2897/320/ryancarnes.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/124/2897/320/ryancarnes.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOMMGGG HOW HOT IS THAT!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114511981938821701?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114511981938821701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114511981938821701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114511981938821701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114511981938821701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/04/ooommggg-how-hot-is-that.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114476610147861496</id><published>2006-04-11T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T22:35:01.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Many thanks to all who tagged.&lt;/b&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear Kath-the-lame &amp; izzie-a are the most retard-est &lt;u&gt;hot western dudes&lt;/u&gt; ever. They can change from jocks to bimbos. I reckon you guys should go into entertainment, you'll be millionaires. AND THEN, I will always go out with you so you can pay for my shopping sprees :D What good friends you guys are!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114476610147861496?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114476610147861496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114476610147861496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114476610147861496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114476610147861496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/04/many-thanks-to-all-who-tagged.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114458990496356260</id><published>2006-04-09T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T21:38:24.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gee, hasn't the weather beeen awfully strange. &lt;br /&gt;School has been overloading &amp; I can't seem time to find, an hour or so, to take a short afternoon nap like i used to. I missed the days when I would go for lunch with mom at tatsuya after school. &amp; my mom has been going overseas alot too. So, i guess i'm not the only tired one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like we'll be having tests the whole year round. The CAs are just ending and I have my mid-terms a few weeks away. As usual, i'm not prepare. Many failed attempts to study. No matter how hard i try to accomplish something, it &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; gets done. Its something that I &lt;b&gt;reaally&lt;/b&gt; have to work on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114458990496356260?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114458990496356260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114458990496356260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114458990496356260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114458990496356260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/04/gee-hasnt-weather-beeen-awfully.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114338486970784519</id><published>2006-03-26T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T21:23:44.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26th of march</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;like a city whose walls are broken down&lt;br /&gt;is a man who lacks self-control&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 25:28&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Day on saturday went rather well, considering the games stall was unprepared.&lt;br /&gt;So, the first week of school has been, all right. Nothing has happen thats worth mentioning.&lt;br /&gt;Friday movie nights are well extinct. Drew is always somewhere so its left with me &amp; the parentals. BUT, they made it all better last friday when we watched failure to launch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its pretty early to get freaked out about the olevels. but the thought of doing badly &amp; upsetting my parents is just, unbearable?? All the money they pay for my tuition classes all go to waste. So they question, whats the point?&lt;br /&gt;This is all self inflicted stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's all this talk about friendship? Friendship is definitely important in life &amp; is probably one of the things that keep a person going. I heard somewhere that you're only considered a &lt;i&gt;nerd&lt;/i&gt; if you don’t have a social life. &lt;br /&gt;Do friendships really last? Yes? No? Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;I figured &lt;b&gt;some&lt;/b&gt; people have different 'categories' of friends. &lt;br /&gt;a. Friends you go out with (for movies etc)&lt;br /&gt;b. Friends you can have heart to heart conversations with&lt;br /&gt;c. Friends you can have fun with &amp; just go wild. &lt;br /&gt;d. Friends that you go for recess with (sounds primary school, I know)&lt;br /&gt;Some are "all of the above" friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear all, I know I haven’t been much of a great friend of late. All I can say now is sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114338486970784519?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114338486970784519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114338486970784519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114338486970784519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114338486970784519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/03/26th-of-march.html' title='26th of march'/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114277028139849700</id><published>2006-03-22T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T21:23:08.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22nd of march</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=center&gt;When all the world is a hopeless jumble&lt;br /&gt;and the raindrops tumble all around&lt;br /&gt;Heaven opens a magic lane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its been nearly a week since I've been back from Clubmed, but I'm still misssing the place and people (dee.) terribly. I miss the snow. Not eveything can be caught in a photograph/picture. I know I'll be asking too much if I say I wanna go back there after the states. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geeeez!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114277028139849700?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114277028139849700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114277028139849700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114277028139849700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114277028139849700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/03/22nd-of-march.html' title='22nd of march'/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114269797826089498</id><published>2006-03-19T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T21:22:35.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19th of march</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=4&gt;YOUR FABULOUS FIFTEENTH!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy fifteenth roxane weee! &lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I havent exactly been in the best of moods to make something special for you. I know it shouldn't get to me. But it did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God i hate this feeling of, i-don't-know-what. Its one of those moments you get when you miss &amp; want something so bad, but can't get it cause its too darn far ): geez, i guess I'll just have to live with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was out just a week ago. &amp; now its back. &lt;br /&gt;Why do we all dread school? Shouldn't we feel privileged that we are even able to go to school, and our parents are willing to pay the fees. I've got to admit that's one things I'm not appreciative of &amp; I'm not proud of it. I see the &lt;u&gt;need&lt;/u&gt; to do well and excel in my studies. But I have no motivation to pursue it. I blame the things that distract me (eg, television &amp; of course the computer) just as a consolation. In the end, it's not them that suffers (obviously, cause they are non-living) but its, &lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt;. I'll regret it later.. when its too late. I'll have my fun NOW. but suffer more LATER. &lt;br /&gt;I know all these things, but I'm too stubborn to do anything about it. I know I will regret, I know I'll suffer. Maybe the only thing I'm doing right now is mourning over it. Which isnt much fun. Cause i end up suffering either way. &lt;br /&gt;i Need a change of heart. Its always easy to change to things you &lt;u&gt;want&lt;/u&gt; to be. To suit the lifestyle you desire. (mainly, getting everything you want) But that is momentary pleasure, isn't it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, doesn't really pay to know things if you don't do anything to make it happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114269797826089498?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114269797826089498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114269797826089498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114269797826089498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114269797826089498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/03/19th-of-march.html' title='19th of march'/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114276808412370438</id><published>2006-03-19T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T19:34:44.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/124/2897/320/P1000658.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/124/2897/320/P1000658.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaahhhh! my feeet are just dying to get on the snowboard again!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114276808412370438?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114276808412370438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114276808412370438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114276808412370438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114276808412370438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/03/aaahhhh-my-feeet-are-just-dying-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114276798606443456</id><published>2006-03-19T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T19:33:06.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/124/2897/320/P1000590.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/124/2897/320/P1000590.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;standing in the cold with just a tankini. it was fun! &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114276798606443456?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114276798606443456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114276798606443456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114276798606443456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114276798606443456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/03/standing-in-cold-with-just-tankini.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114276793717088502</id><published>2006-03-19T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T19:32:17.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/124/2897/320/P1000553.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/124/2897/320/P1000553.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were THAT bored.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114276793717088502?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114276793717088502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114276793717088502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114276793717088502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114276793717088502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/03/we-were-that-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114276789033326169</id><published>2006-03-19T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T19:31:30.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/124/2897/320/P1000541.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/124/2897/320/P1000541.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the snow. how i miss it&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114276789033326169?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114276789033326169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114276789033326169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114276789033326169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114276789033326169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-love-snow.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114276785109977068</id><published>2006-03-19T19:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T19:30:51.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/124/2897/320/P1000538.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/124/2897/320/P1000538.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i cant bet the master. ichiban kawaii!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114276785109977068?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114276785109977068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114276785109977068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114276785109977068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114276785109977068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/03/but-i-cant-bet-master.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114276782223473180</id><published>2006-03-19T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T19:30:22.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/124/2897/320/P1000540.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/124/2897/320/P1000540.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so kawaii!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114276782223473180?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114276782223473180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114276782223473180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114276782223473180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114276782223473180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-so-kawaii.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114276778672131421</id><published>2006-03-19T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T19:29:46.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/124/2897/320/HPIM2128.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/124/2897/320/HPIM2128.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snowing AGAIN :D :D at night&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114276778672131421?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114276778672131421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114276778672131421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114276778672131421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114276778672131421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/03/snowing-again-d-d-at-night.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114276773810142908</id><published>2006-03-19T19:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T19:28:58.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/124/2897/320/HPIM2125.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/124/2897/320/HPIM2125.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; again&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114276773810142908?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114276773810142908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114276773810142908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114276773810142908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114276773810142908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post_114276773810142908.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114276772225551631</id><published>2006-03-19T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T19:28:42.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/124/2897/320/HPIM2124.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/124/2897/320/HPIM2124.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114276772225551631?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114276772225551631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114276772225551631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114276772225551631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114276772225551631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post_19.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114276764418255641</id><published>2006-03-19T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T19:27:24.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/124/2897/320/HPIM2110.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/124/2897/320/HPIM2110.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let it snow! how lovely :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114276764418255641?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114276764418255641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114276764418255641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114276764418255641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114276764418255641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/03/let-it-snow-how-lovely-d.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114276761508196047</id><published>2006-03-19T19:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T19:26:55.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/124/2897/320/HPIM2103.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/124/2897/320/HPIM2103.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. let it snoww&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114276761508196047?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114276761508196047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114276761508196047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114276761508196047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114276761508196047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114276758128306481</id><published>2006-03-19T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T19:26:21.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/124/2897/320/HPIM2089.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/124/2897/320/HPIM2089.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let it snow..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114276758128306481?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114276758128306481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114276758128306481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114276758128306481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114276758128306481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/03/let-it-snow.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114276753055983376</id><published>2006-03-19T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T19:25:30.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/124/2897/320/HPIM2079.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/124/2897/320/HPIM2079.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the train station. it was freeezing outside!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114276753055983376?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114276753055983376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114276753055983376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114276753055983376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114276753055983376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/03/at-train-station.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114266417732110005</id><published>2006-03-18T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T21:21:44.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18th of march</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=red&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;&lt;b&gt;we'll dance to the song of life together&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genki! Japan was &lt;b&gt;amazing&lt;/b&gt;. I had a lovely time! It snowed every single day, cept for the last day, which was such a pity. &lt;br /&gt;I made friends with a few jap people. First, there was this old jap man who was simply &lt;u&gt;hilarious&lt;/u&gt;. I didn't understand half the things he was saying. But, some way or another, we pretty much got the message across to each other. &amp; a super kawaii girl who was the sweetest. Every time we meet she'll wave &amp; smile to me, and vice versa. OH! who could forget mr green? I didn't catch his name cause, &lt;br /&gt;1. It was in Japanese  &amp;&lt;br /&gt;2. It was too long &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(same goes for the other two i made friends with)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mr green it shall be :D he'd wave to me every time we met at the ski lift. HAHA typical japanese. They're so extremely polite.&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh. How I'll miss the place (&amp; deeeeee!). Although the night life was extremely boring for us cause we dont party or drink. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;&amp;&amp;&amp; i have sad news kath! no hot guys ): that was a total let down&lt;/font&gt; so sorrry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made a conclusion about Canadian guys &amp; jap girls. &lt;br /&gt;AND! I think guys with the shaggy skater hair look are so haawwwt! (besides Mathieu, he's just loser.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=right&gt;my knees go weak. &lt;br /&gt;you take my breath away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114266417732110005?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114266417732110005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114266417732110005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114266417732110005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114266417732110005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/03/18th-of-march.html' title='18th of march'/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114199120108014222</id><published>2006-03-10T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T21:21:17.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10th of march</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=red&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;b&gt;I look up you're standing next to me, what a feeling&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So goodbye for now. The workload is piling up, but im trying to ignore it. &lt;br /&gt;Clubmed here I come! Kath requested for snapshots of hot guys. I hope that won't be a problem. It will be a week in paradise. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=right&gt;cheerios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114199120108014222?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114199120108014222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114199120108014222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114199120108014222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114199120108014222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/03/10th-of-march.html' title='10th of march'/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114173990067029187</id><published>2006-03-07T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T21:20:45.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7th of march</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/1600/200276812-001.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/320/200276812-001.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;font color=pink&gt;Someday I'll wish upon a star&lt;br /&gt;And wake up where the clouds are far behind me&lt;br /&gt;Where troubles melt like lemon drops&lt;br /&gt;Away above the chimney tops &lt;br /&gt;That's where you'll find me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people say it's suicide. To me, it's just taking some time off from the world.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very frequently we, teenagers are not able to distinguish between a crush and true love at our young tender age.&lt;br /&gt;Love is chemistry between two people and it is tough to define. &lt;br /&gt;To be "in love" means to see the other person as someone who can fulfill desires for you. &lt;br /&gt;To "love" means that you are willing to make sacrifices and accommodations for that person for no other reason than to see them happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love is fun and very nice. Who wouldn't want to fall in love? Its a sweet, warm and fuzzy feeling that makes you tingle from head to toe. That is, when all is well. BUT what happens when you fall out of love? When you feel as if a thousand knives are piercing through your young fragile heart and every sad song would make you cry buckets of tears. Can you handle it? Are you strong enough to handle the pain and hurt that comes from a broken relationship? &lt;br /&gt;When you are in love, you will always think that the relationship will never end but when it does, will you be able to take the hurt, the pain, the disappointment? everything the person afflicted upon you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is probably why some parents do not approve of their teenagers getting into a relationship. Some parents can't take the pain and hurt when you fall out of love. It pains them a lot to see their children suffer but yet not able to do a thing for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's painful to let go, but it's unrealistic to put your life on hold to wait for someone who may or may not change their mind. What matters is is that at this point in time, they don't want to be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time management is important when you are in a relationship. And &lt;b&gt;don't forget your other friends&lt;/b&gt;, you will need them when you are in a bad situation with your loved one or when you need advice. &lt;br /&gt;Balance Romance and School Work, Be forgiving and Patient. And thoughtful. And be True.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font align=center&gt;Your beauty should not some from outward adornment, such as braided hair &amp; the wearing of gold jewelry &amp; fine clothes. Instead, it should be that of your inner self, the &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;unfading beauty if a great &amp; quiet spirit, which is of great worth in God's sight&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 3:3-4&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/1600/200132520-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/320/200132520-001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I can hardly wait to go to Japan for the weeek! It'll be snowboarding all day! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/1600/10161125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/320/10161125.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;&amp; making snow angels!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114173990067029187?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114173990067029187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114173990067029187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114173990067029187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114173990067029187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/03/7th-of-march.html' title='7th of march'/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114139609675648109</id><published>2006-03-03T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T21:19:50.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd of march</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/1600/lulu_one.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/320/lulu_one.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kathleeeen! hahahha &amp; i thought that i was the only one who lovveees (knows) lulu guinness! haha sitting beside you will be awesome! :D &lt;i&gt;right right right?&lt;/i&gt; heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Old dream maker, you heartbreaker&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you're goin', I'm goin' your way&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week passed so quickly. &lt;i&gt;whooooooosh! &lt;/i&gt; Its as if the older you get, the faster time &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;seems&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; to be. When I was younger the days seemed never-ending. Its all part of life I guess. &amp; Through this learning process we all start to "grow up".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114139609675648109?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114139609675648109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114139609675648109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114139609675648109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114139609675648109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/03/3rd-of-march.html' title='3rd of march'/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114128660149535451</id><published>2006-03-02T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T16:04:36.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/1600/picture12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/200/picture12.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=right&gt;I like childish disney/christian pop bands like Jump5 :D&lt;br /&gt;So sue me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;When I picture the world,&lt;br /&gt;It takes me to the sun&lt;br /&gt;I think about the way you smile&lt;br /&gt;And the words that you say&lt;br /&gt;Always seem to change &lt;br /&gt;The world I've been livin' in&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/1600/weezer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/200/weezer.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=left&gt;But for now, weezer is just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;In a perfect situation,&lt;br /&gt;I let love down the drain.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114128660149535451?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114128660149535451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114128660149535451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114128660149535451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114128660149535451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-like-childish-disneychristian-pop.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114119987563359273</id><published>2006-03-01T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T18:42:17.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;b&gt;words of wisdom&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=993399&gt;Don't let go too soon, but don't hang on too long.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How deep.&lt;br /&gt;Trainings have been so laid-back the past few weeks. It's been awesome. Now I enjoy going for trainings. Surprising. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ash wednesday!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to London &amp; go on a Lulu Guinness spree! &amp; Eat all the krispy kreme I can find! (Kath just had to remind be about those!) Have afternoon English tea everyday.  How sinful. Isn't that somehow contradicting my previous post? ): This is going to be so tough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a sucker for oh-so sweet things. Like stupid love songs/movies when things dont actually happen. Somehow it still makes you melt inside, &amp; it gets to you. That's how singers earn so much money. It's a special talent I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;You say hello, &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;inside I'm screaming I love you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say goodnight, in my mind&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleeping next to you&lt;br /&gt;You drive away from my car crash of a heart&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you gave me the best mix tape I have&lt;br /&gt;And even all the bad songs ain't so bad&lt;br /&gt;I just wish there was so much more than that&lt;br /&gt;About me and you&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114119987563359273?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114119987563359273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114119987563359273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114119987563359273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114119987563359273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/03/words-of-wisdom-dont-let-go-too-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114095885395208839</id><published>2006-02-26T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T21:45:58.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/1600/head_slipon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/200/head_slipon.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;b&gt;baby, &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt; are the right kind of wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder is it worth it to have a great bunch of fun with a group of people. But later get tangled up in things you would have never expected. Feelings for each other some how come from nowhere. The 'ugly' person you have become. &amp; On top of that, making choices only to please the world, not God. Heh. I think not. We all learn from our mistakes don't we? Okay, maybe only &lt;i&gt;some&lt;/i&gt;. Then again, maybe by isolating oneself isn't going to get us anywhere. Some say, it'll help us grow. Others might beg to differ. I know i dont "fit it" with many people, because I'm not so open in person. Is that something I have to work on? Or something I shouldn't be bothered with? Is having &lt;b&gt;ONE&lt;/b&gt; experience enough? Maybe. Maybe, not.&lt;br /&gt;Fitting in. Hmmm.. Is it &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; fantastic. Maybe for awhile. (mind you, I am not speaking from experience.) People will notice you, so you always have to watch the way you act or they will judge. But in whatever case, they still do.&lt;br /&gt;I honestly have to admit. I do care what other people have to say about me. I know that's not how it's supposed to be, but a majority of us do it, don't we? Life will be such a misery if we continue doing so. Comments are constantly being added to the list. It's never ending. &lt;br /&gt;I'm amazed how some people can be so humble, either in the way they dress or live. When they go out shopping, they have a budget of $10 per item. They don't live the life of luxury although they can afford it at anytime. &lt;br /&gt;I feel so guilty whenever I see those pictures of the starving Africans. &amp; There I am, spending my money like nobody's business. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you I might sound, like what some people say, emo. That's how I see things, maybe its different for you. Its &lt;u&gt;my&lt;/u&gt; opinion afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tons of people are probably going, "What's up with you! You come in &amp; out of our lives &lt;i&gt;JUST LIKE THAT&lt;/i&gt;?" &lt;br /&gt;I'm sincerely sorry. I make stupid decisions. &lt;br /&gt;But i dont want you to say that, &lt;b&gt;please&lt;/b&gt; try to &lt;u&gt;understand&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=right&gt;ciao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114095885395208839?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114095885395208839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114095885395208839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114095885395208839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114095885395208839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/02/baby-you-are-right-kind-of-wrong-i.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114079353457810608</id><published>2006-02-24T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T23:16:32.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Without love, we are birds with broken wings.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday movie nights are no longer the same. It's just left with the daring duo, without a leader to watch over us. &amp; Of course, who could forget the &lt;i&gt;driver&lt;/i&gt;. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Well, then. This waiting time will pass us fast, with the nonsensical things we bury ourselves with. Trying to forget that you are not even here to fight with. (or talk to).&lt;br /&gt;The days we spent were ordinary, yet your presence was &lt;b&gt;absolutely amazing.&lt;/b&gt; Try to think back to when we first begun. But there's no need because you knew me right from the start. Through pain &amp; joy, you &lt;i&gt;saw&lt;/i&gt; me through. Yet you didn't know. You're too good a person to be burdened by mindless needs. The best was all you ever wanted for me, but my foolish young heart rebelled again &amp; again. Now, I've learnt the hard way. &lt;br /&gt;Teaching me lessons about life without realizing it makes me think about the decisions I make. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;I can't thank you enough.&lt;br /&gt;with all my love, &lt;br /&gt;that mocking bird you wanted to kill&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114079353457810608?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114079353457810608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114079353457810608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114079353457810608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114079353457810608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/02/without-love-we-are-birds-with-broken.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114069108733043739</id><published>2006-02-23T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T23:09:03.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/1600/200291800-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/320/200291800-001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHOOAAAAAAA! WE'RE HALF WAY THERE&lt;br /&gt;WHOOAAAAAAA! LIVIN' ON A PRAYER&lt;br /&gt;TAKE MY HAND AND WE'LL MAKE IT I SWEAR&lt;br /&gt;WHOOAAAAAAA! LIVIN' ON A PRAYER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love bon jovi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to control &amp; not shout out loud the lyrics when you listen to any of his songs.&lt;br /&gt;Especially in public places. People would think you're just queer.&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with the tests. This calls for a celebration.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, somebody just came back with pizza &amp; a video :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{edit}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;All endings are also beginnings. We just don't know it at that time.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck with this dull routine, without fail. I swear its not a bed of roses. But we just have to make the best out of it, don't we? &lt;i&gt;at least you have a life&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=green&gt;ps: My tagboard link is, ignorance is bliss.(points upwards)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114069108733043739?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114069108733043739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114069108733043739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114069108733043739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114069108733043739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/02/whooaaaaaaa-were-half-way-there.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114060880133569553</id><published>2006-02-22T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T19:48:24.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=right&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;Whatever is &lt;b&gt;true&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;Whatever is &lt;b&gt;noble&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;Whatever is &lt;b&gt;right&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;Whatever is &lt;b&gt;pure&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;Whatever is &lt;b&gt;lovely&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;Whatever is &lt;b&gt;admirable&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-if anything is excellent or praiseworthy-&lt;br /&gt;Think about such things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 4:8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The contact of the tennis ball &amp; my re strung racquet is just, &lt;font size=2&gt;amazing&lt;/font&gt;. I sweeaar.&lt;br /&gt;What a feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114060880133569553?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114060880133569553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114060880133569553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114060880133569553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114060880133569553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/02/whatever-is-true-whatever-is-noble.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114051753176085473</id><published>2006-02-21T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T19:07:29.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/1600/dexph044_014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/320/dexph044_014.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink;&lt;br /&gt;or about your body, what you will wear. &lt;br /&gt;Is it not life more important than food, and body more important that clothes?&lt;br /&gt;Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in the barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Therefore, do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 6:25-26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;it speaks for itself, doesn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114051753176085473?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114051753176085473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114051753176085473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114051753176085473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114051753176085473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/02/do-not-worry-about-your-life-what-you.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114035480613195010</id><published>2006-02-19T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T21:13:26.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To realize the value of &lt;b&gt;10 YEARS &lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;ask a newly divorced couple.&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of &lt;b&gt;4 YEARS&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;ask a graduate.&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of &lt;b&gt;1 YEAR&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;ask a student who failed the final exam.&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of &lt;b&gt;9 M0NTHS&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;ask a mother who gave birth to a new born.&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of &lt;b&gt;1 M0NTH&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;ask a mother who gave birth to a premature baby.&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of &lt;b&gt;1 WEEK&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of &lt;b&gt;1 H0UR&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;ask the lovers who are waiting to meet.&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of &lt;b&gt;1 MINUTE&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;ask a person who has missed the train, bus, or plane.&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of &lt;b&gt;1 SEC0ND&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;ask a person who has survived an accident.&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of &lt;b&gt;1 MILLISEC0ND&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;ask the person who has won a silver medal in the Olympics.&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of a &lt;b&gt;FRIEND&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;...lose one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114035480613195010?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114035480613195010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114035480613195010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114035480613195010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114035480613195010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/02/to-realize-value-of-10-years-ask-newly.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114034753575519889</id><published>2006-02-19T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T21:25:44.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;b&gt;we're worlds apart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's talk/speech/lesson on &lt;b&gt;friendship&lt;/b&gt; probably got some people thinking. Well, it got me. Things are definitely easier said than done. Everyone knows that. If we want a certain friendship to work out with certain people you/we need to make an effort. But, so does the other party. You can just be trying your best to make everything work out, but the other person just doesn't give. &lt;br /&gt;Take for example, if person A &amp; person B have been friends for a long time. People probably think that they know each other inside out. Well, maybe not. See, whatever A tells B, it will always somehow get leaked out. This one "case" can probably destroy the trust wall they've built over the years. B probably didn't mean to tell anyone, but maybe she did  without realizing it? Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;It definitely takes a lot of effort to fully trust someone. &amp; That someone should treasure being 'trusted' (trustee?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;This isn't directed to anyone. It's just an example I thought about off hand. Nothing personal. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay fine, maybe its just &lt;u&gt;me&lt;/u&gt; thats the problem. I'm too comfortable in my oyster shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;Dear children, let us not love with words or tongue but with &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;actions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &amp; in &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;truth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;1 John 3:18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=gray&gt;goodbye&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114034753575519889?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114034753575519889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114034753575519889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114034753575519889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114034753575519889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/02/were-worlds-apart-todays.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114019505015182401</id><published>2006-02-18T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T00:50:50.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is a series of pulls back &amp; forth. You want to do one thing, but you are bound to do something else. Something hurts you, yet you know it shouldn't. You take certain things for granted, even when you know you should never take anything for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like a wrestling match?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, maybe you could describe life that way.&lt;br /&gt;Who wins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;Love wins. &lt;b&gt;Love always wins&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114019505015182401?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114019505015182401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114019505015182401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114019505015182401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114019505015182401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/02/life-is-series-of-pulls-back-forth.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-114000754776636071</id><published>2006-02-15T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T20:45:47.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/1600/ab%20%26%20rb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/200/ab%20%26%20rb.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;happy valentines day!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye my lover&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-114000754776636071?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/114000754776636071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=114000754776636071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114000754776636071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/114000754776636071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-valentines-day-goodbye-my-lover.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-113966725545366157</id><published>2006-02-11T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T22:14:15.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;happy birthday stephaniee!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was &lt;b&gt;greaat&lt;/b&gt;! After lunch i went to town with laura &amp; i spent so much at topshop depite getting 10% off. I feel so guilty. So much for saving up. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that before you die, your entire life flashes before your eyes. I never understood that. How can one replay multiple decades in a single car crash or the time it takes to flat line on a hospital bed? &lt;br /&gt;Some things swallow friendships whole. &amp; some things burn them alive. Our next big test would rise like a furious claw from the depths of the ocean between us &amp; threaten to drown us in ashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. Scary huh. Well, &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;thats&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; reality for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-113966725545366157?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/113966725545366157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=113966725545366157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/113966725545366157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/113966725545366157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-birthday-stephaniee-today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-113949941504752400</id><published>2006-02-09T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T23:40:20.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/1600/Picture%20017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/200/Picture%20017.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/1600/Picture%20021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/200/Picture%20021.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;HAPPPYYY BIRTHDAAYY KAWAII LOVERR!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn you're getting so oldd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i look like a retard in the photos, but you look great in them so i dont mind putting them up &amp; risk getting laughed at&lt;/i&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;stairway to heaven&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i was ripping all the hampers apart with drew like we use to in the good old days. but this time it was just the two of us. cheap thrill, i must say. getting tape stuck all over you. although it gets pretty tiresome after you've reached the third hamper or so. but its always the thing to look forward to after chinese new year (:&lt;br /&gt;oh oh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ERNYY!&lt;/font&gt; poor thing. you were sick on your special day! its all right. we'll make up for it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tests, tests, &amp; more of em the next two weeeks! oh gosh. i dont think i can keep up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=green&gt;I can do everything through him who gives me strength. philipians4:13&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-113949941504752400?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/113949941504752400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=113949941504752400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/113949941504752400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/113949941504752400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/02/happpyyy-birthdaayy-kawaii-loverr-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-113915109250677240</id><published>2006-02-05T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T22:51:32.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=red&gt;roxy19       hanson says: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aloohhaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;under the velvet sky says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;roxy19       hanson says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;roxy19       hanson says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as in hello or goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhhh you tickle me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-113915109250677240?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/113915109250677240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=113915109250677240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/113915109250677240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/113915109250677240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/02/roxy19-hanson-says-aloohhaa-under.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-113914082759265712</id><published>2006-02-05T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T22:47:19.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/1600/audrey_hepburn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/200/audrey_hepburn.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;over the rainbow skies are blue. and theres a land that i heard of once in a lullaby&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i have a disfunctional time plan. i can never finish my school work on time! i need heeelpppppp! &lt;br /&gt;i always busy my weekends doing, un important things. like go out &amp; waste money on things i &lt;b&gt;think&lt;/b&gt; i need. but in actual fact, I DO NOT. &lt;i&gt;oh somebody shoot me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how am i ever gonna survive school life if i continue like this?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;whatever happened to 'us'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;stop your crying. it'll be all right.&lt;br /&gt;just take my hand &amp; hold it tight.&lt;br /&gt;my arms will protect you from all around you.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be here, dont you cry.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be with you, always &amp; &lt;b&gt;always&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;im beautifully broken&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-113914082759265712?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/113914082759265712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=113914082759265712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/113914082759265712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/113914082759265712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/02/over-rainbow-skies-are-blue.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-113880645627149294</id><published>2006-02-01T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T23:33:07.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=center&gt;now i'm tryin to forget you&lt;br /&gt;your Love is sweet misery&lt;br /&gt;i was cryin' just to get you&lt;br /&gt;now i'm dyin' cause I let you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tournament today was.. ALL RIGHT. i was standing under the blazing sun for two hours! aaahhhhh. thanks to the great invention of, SUNTAN LOTION im &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; burnt :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was watching spongebob with my cousins yesterday, i realised that practically all the eeeeevillll characters want world domination. WWHHHYYYYYYYY?????&lt;br /&gt;dont they realise it'll take up alot of their time &amp;&amp;&amp; money! what if everyone gangs up against them and kills them. HAHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;haha but after all its &lt;b&gt;just&lt;/b&gt; a &lt;font size=3&gt;CARTOOOON&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;that was extremely RANDOM. hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ps: my tagboard pops up. &amp; it'll take some time to load. thanks (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/1600/BANANA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/200/BANANA.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;b&gt;boon's banana&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go bananas! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-113880645627149294?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/113880645627149294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=113880645627149294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/113880645627149294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/113880645627149294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/02/now-im-tryin-to-forget-you-your-love.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-113863685486611016</id><published>2006-01-30T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T00:08:39.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/1600/kim%26elis%20on%20baby%20train.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/200/kim%26elis%20on%20baby%20train.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;girls just wanna have fun&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to kim's house today &amp; had an awfully good time talking! :D&lt;br /&gt;we were looking back at the retarded letters we wrote to each other in sec one. &lt;br /&gt;the priceless memories we shared in sec two.&lt;br /&gt;another fantastic year of changes to look forward to in sec three.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; a year of studying n fun in sec four!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both of us are determined to make this friendship last. &lt;br /&gt;through broken hearts, unmentionable changes &amp; colourful memories (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;just like her mom &amp; my aunty&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;with love&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-113863685486611016?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/113863685486611016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=113863685486611016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/113863685486611016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/113863685486611016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/01/girls-just-wanna-have-fun-went-to-kims.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-113863606017338627</id><published>2006-01-30T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T20:39:24.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;SEVEN QUALITIES I WANT IN A POTENTIAL BOYFRIEND : &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. lover of god(:&lt;br /&gt;2. good dresssing!&lt;br /&gt;3. kind, loving caring (the obvious)&lt;br /&gt;4. a gentleman &lt;br /&gt;5. a hopeless romantic&lt;br /&gt;6. honesty&lt;br /&gt;7. drop dead gorgeous? &lt;i&gt;im not that shallow!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SEVEN THINGS THAT SCARE ME:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. dying&lt;br /&gt;2. end times?&lt;br /&gt;3. horrid, gruesome acts&lt;br /&gt;4. CLOWNS!!! aah ahh aaaahhhh&lt;br /&gt;5. ...&lt;br /&gt;6. ....&lt;br /&gt;7. scary stuff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SEVEN THINGS I LIKE MOST:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. awesome company :D&lt;br /&gt;2. MY LOVELY FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;3. GOD I LOVEE!&lt;br /&gt;4. flowers(:&lt;br /&gt;5. vintage&lt;br /&gt;6. snowboarding!! (: (:&lt;br /&gt;7. street shopping&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;font size=2&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAURA SEETOES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SEVEN IMPORTANT THINGS IN MY BEDROOM:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. bible&lt;br /&gt;2. BED&lt;br /&gt;3. my wardrobe&lt;br /&gt;4. laura! HAHAHAHH&lt;br /&gt;5. bathroom&lt;br /&gt;6. phone&lt;br /&gt;7. ME! hahaha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SEVEN RANDOM FACTS ABOUT ME:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. im short&lt;br /&gt;2. im mix! chinese + chinese. HAHA oh gosh that was lame&lt;br /&gt;3. i love my rolling stones top!&lt;br /&gt;4. im too much of a dreamer.&lt;br /&gt;5. i ask for too much. &lt;i&gt;whooops&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i love the long curly skater hair! on guys of course.&lt;br /&gt;7. green is nature (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SEVEN THINGS I PLAN TO DO BEFORE I DIE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. get married, have children? &lt;br /&gt;2. high flying career&lt;br /&gt;3. help as many of Gods people as possible(:&lt;br /&gt;4. visit the seven wonders of the world&lt;br /&gt;5. EAT ALL I WANT!&lt;br /&gt;6. give my money to third world countries &lt;br /&gt;7. I DONT KNOW any off hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SEVEN THINGS I CAN DO:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. talk&lt;br /&gt;2. talk &lt;br /&gt;3. &amp; talk some more (well, it depends.)&lt;br /&gt;4. tennis&lt;br /&gt;5. not sing&lt;br /&gt;6. laze&lt;br /&gt;7. spend money without reason. HAHAHA that sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SEVEN THINGS I SAY MOST:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. oh&lt;br /&gt;2. no way!&lt;br /&gt;3. OMG?&lt;br /&gt;4. okay.&lt;br /&gt;5. hahahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;6. all right&lt;br /&gt;7. uhhh...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SEVEN CELBRITY CRUSHES:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Brad Pitt&lt;br /&gt;2. Adam Brody!&lt;br /&gt;i cant think of anyone off hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SEVEN PPL I WANT TO DO THIS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoever wants to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was hard. i took an hour to do this.&lt;br /&gt;my brain aint working.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-113863606017338627?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/113863606017338627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=113863606017338627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/113863606017338627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/113863606017338627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/01/seven-qualities-i-want-in-potential.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-113852938831330382</id><published>2006-01-29T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T00:17:33.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;b&gt;valentine&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;i&gt;n.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. a sentimental or humorous greeting card sent to a sweetheart, friend, or family member, for example, on Saint Valentine's Day. &lt;br /&gt;2. a gift sent as a token of love to one's sweetheart on Saint Valentine's Day. &lt;br /&gt;3. a person singled out especially as one's sweetheart on Saint Valentine's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-113852938831330382?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/113852938831330382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=113852938831330382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/113852938831330382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/113852938831330382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/01/valentine-n.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-113852048334051096</id><published>2006-01-29T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T18:12:02.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=2&gt;happy chinese new year!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive yet to tell more people about this new blog. haha&lt;br /&gt;so, im not exactly celebrating cny this year. not much of a difference cause the moneys still rolling in :D hahaha. naah, the cash aint important. &lt;br /&gt;well, reunion dinners are so boring. if only the communication barrier isnt there my cousins were slightly older. i guess it would be better? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i have heaps of work to finish! i dnt understand why the teachers still give us homework knowing we'll be busy visting etc. rrghhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday afternooons.&lt;br /&gt;everyones out dressed in red visiting relatives. but here, its still the same. we're all relaxed and napping. be it in front of the telly or on the comfy bed. &lt;br /&gt;(cept me of course! but i will get down to sleep right after i get off) haha.&lt;br /&gt;the sun is bright and sunny. oh what a good day to get a tan. too bad the club's closed ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;the feelings i once knew is.. lost. oh baby please bring them back&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well off to sleeep! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;till then &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xoxo&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;valentines day&lt;/font&gt; is coming.&lt;br /&gt;share the love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-113852048334051096?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/113852048334051096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/113852048334051096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-chinese-new-year-ive-yet-to-tell.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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-21130964.post-113836732328466444</id><published>2006-01-27T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T21:24:53.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=4&gt;hello (:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so im back to blogging cause a few people have asked me too. -nugde kim &amp; rox&lt;br /&gt;thanks, you guys! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting in the hall today for apx 2 hours was just a terrible idea. all of us were getting so restless. &amp; we had a chinese performace which i doubt anyone understood. cept for maybe the china students. haha.&lt;br /&gt;after that was the class party which was.. SO FUN? ahhaha we took so many pictures! most of us went about the different classes to steal food. cant help it, we're hungry animals! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i had tuition after. then a loonngg bus ride back to home swt home. &lt;br /&gt;followed by dinner at the club which was all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/1600/IMG_0678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1803/354/200/IMG_0678.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;although im not so close to the friends i have. im still glad we're able to communicate &amp; share stuff with one another. and just be ourselves!&lt;br /&gt;knowing whatever i tell you, and vice versa, is kept safe between us is simply.. comforting. its great to know you'll always be there (: thanks heaps my sunshine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xoxo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-113836732328466444?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/feeds/113836732328466444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21130964&amp;postID=113836732328466444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/113836732328466444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/113836732328466444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/01/hello-okay-so-im-back-to-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21130964.post-113756189375425604</id><published>2006-01-18T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T13:43:41.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>uncomfortable sleeping conditions. late night calls. serious conversations. confessions. wet grounds. mosquitoes. airplanes landing. dirty toilets. forming friendships. overcoming fear/s. disgusting bugs. raisins &amp; peanut butter (yummyum!) sleeping during cheer practice. long walks. great weather. new (stupid) nicknames. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was secthree camp (:&lt;br /&gt;although i didnt have the &lt;i&gt;time of my life&lt;/i&gt;, i got to know my classmates so much better. which was fantastic :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a feeling this year is gonna be great. &lt;br /&gt;perhaps like last year, but in a different way. definitely.&lt;br /&gt;considering i make the right choices. &lt;br /&gt;hummm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21130964-113756189375425604?l=greyday-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/113756189375425604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21130964/posts/default/113756189375425604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyday-.blogspot.com/2006/01/uncomfortable-sleeping-conditions.html' title=''/><author><name>INHABIT</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>
