<?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-7599536196470906816</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:38:39.581-08:00</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='day'/><category term='Late night'/><category term='Games'/><category term='problems'/><category term='Lyrics'/><category term='Noobs'/><category term='months'/><category term='Love'/><category term='pain'/><title type='text'>Ungraved memories</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ungrave memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11518839858920392484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mGo7qJe_Av8/STiuDuK0dbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8jCRNiwL3Uc/S220/lolipop.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599536196470906816.post-7251278029673897844</id><published>2009-04-08T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T15:09:16.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>i feel much better now. After close to 2 hours of crying. My eyes feel painful and my nose feels numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, i feel my head heavy while my brain is jumbled up. Oddly this feels normal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599536196470906816-7251278029673897844?l=ungraved-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7251278029673897844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599536196470906816&amp;postID=7251278029673897844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/7251278029673897844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/7251278029673897844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>Ungrave memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11518839858920392484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mGo7qJe_Av8/STiuDuK0dbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8jCRNiwL3Uc/S220/lolipop.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599536196470906816.post-2980361427502930192</id><published>2009-04-08T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T05:49:20.496-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='problems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>just..fade</title><content type='html'>just fade.. Thats the only thing i want. To fade from this cruel truth. The cruelty of sibling rivalry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate this. This depressed feeling, wanting to disappear or fade slowly. Just die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the first time. Music has no effect on me. Usually i cheer up listening, no matter how much. I kept crying. Non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like the time i knew i blew my chances of getting better grades. Yeah its a bitch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A TOTAL BITCH YA HEARD MEH?! !! FUCK IT LIFE!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i open my eyes. I cry, i find it painful but makes me wonder if i could cry out blood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possible..right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head hurts, i feel weak. Maybe i might break down and collapse over stress. I hope it happens fast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everything crash down, we have to get up alone and battered,pained and broken. So would willingly help you..but would it stay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hour has pass since i cried. Its painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1hr 11 minutes and counting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having constant stress outbreak became as if. Like a daily routine. Its funny really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters....&lt;/3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599536196470906816-2980361427502930192?l=ungraved-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/2980361427502930192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/2980361427502930192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/2009/04/justfade.html' title='just..fade'/><author><name>Ungrave memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11518839858920392484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mGo7qJe_Av8/STiuDuK0dbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8jCRNiwL3Uc/S220/lolipop.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599536196470906816.post-1421790820902384620</id><published>2009-04-05T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T00:12:40.377-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><title type='text'>i cursed a lot today.</title><content type='html'>i cursed a lot today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot then i had before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well not really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599536196470906816-1421790820902384620?l=ungraved-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1421790820902384620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599536196470906816&amp;postID=1421790820902384620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/1421790820902384620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/1421790820902384620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-cursed-lot-today.html' title='i cursed a lot today.'/><author><name>Ungrave memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11518839858920392484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mGo7qJe_Av8/STiuDuK0dbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8jCRNiwL3Uc/S220/lolipop.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599536196470906816.post-846212666196655547</id><published>2009-04-05T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T23:00:47.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a bitchy day.</title><content type='html'>if is a bitch. Really. Its a BITCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im having problems lately with my parents and my love to chat, seriously. Im going sick at the constant yappering over, 'your not studying! Stop chatting!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bla Bla Bla Bla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hearing the same thing boreds me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599536196470906816-846212666196655547?l=ungraved-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/846212666196655547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599536196470906816&amp;postID=846212666196655547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/846212666196655547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/846212666196655547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/2009/04/bitchy-day.html' title='a bitchy day.'/><author><name>Ungrave memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11518839858920392484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mGo7qJe_Av8/STiuDuK0dbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8jCRNiwL3Uc/S220/lolipop.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599536196470906816.post-2348023418216536914</id><published>2009-03-26T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T22:41:19.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish...</title><content type='html'>As i read Fate's post about the rough time shes having in MD.&lt;br /&gt;Made me realize how much i want to be there,&lt;br /&gt;to share those painful moments, to be shun out by strangers for being new.&lt;br /&gt;to feel the same experiance with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its true, how much i miss my 5e family. Truth, i see them like my own siblings, my sisters.. my own family. How we all share the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; same personalities, same choice in food...-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;coughsushicough&lt;/span&gt;- oh and how we all get hyper everytime we attend Combine Science extra classes; Thus i wonder how in the world he could tolerate the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;funny&lt;/span&gt; questions mama Qils asked [[ no offenses Qils ]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The jokes, the...err groping &gt;.&gt; and Fates cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Mal and me miss your cookies Fate -sighs- Though im happy that i have Mal in the same class as me but somehow it isnt complete...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen you guys for 2 years of my life, Everyday , Every second and every class. We get to know each other so close that we know each other secrets and allergy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaha sweet memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the class im in...not to offend people but..the only person i enjoy talking in english with would be Mal. -sighs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i miss E.lit&lt;/span&gt;, is something that i keep saying everytime i see Miss Seri Ainey or go out from the class when its Combine science class or English class. Geog and Commerce doesnt count all we do is read and they wont allow us to speak what so ever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Teacher Zaiton -sighs- A new sir came in the class , &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;our new geography sir&lt;/span&gt;. Every time he opens his mouth to speak, i start distesting geography, mind you i love Geography ok. But this new Sir... totally ruins it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did i mention he repeats what ever he said? its annoying. He even thought i got my English O'level as something like a lucky bet against everything like i won a lottery or got a car by mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It offended me...-sighs-  What even offended me is the fact...-sighs- people fear me somehow...They acted as if i would eat them up or better as if i was going to snap off their neck in the next 5 minutes -,- . Well not for Mal, ( duh shes used of me meh ) Nisah (Ex 5G student, one of my friends), Fit ( my old class mate when i was form 3) , Muminah (Also my old classmate when i was form 3) , Dizah (Shes my cousin, my sister in crime hahaha), Rina( one of the new students i enjoy talking to) And Winnie ( Shes cool with everything, hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason for them to fear me is...my english?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss my baby dearly!!! love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599536196470906816-2348023418216536914?l=ungraved-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2348023418216536914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599536196470906816&amp;postID=2348023418216536914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/2348023418216536914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/2348023418216536914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-wish.html' title='I wish...'/><author><name>Ungrave memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11518839858920392484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mGo7qJe_Av8/STiuDuK0dbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8jCRNiwL3Uc/S220/lolipop.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599536196470906816.post-7892243418918664112</id><published>2009-03-26T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T03:55:28.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From him to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;He calls me his Asian Goddess though i still try to find the reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fell in love to the song that remains him of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing is that, that song remains me of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah so were even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres the song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist: &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsmania.com/lyrics/matt_nathanson_lyrics_29713/" title="Matt Nathanson lyrics"&gt;Matt Nathanson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Come On Get Higher&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the sound of your voice&lt;br /&gt;I miss the rush of your skin&lt;br /&gt;I miss the still of the silence&lt;br /&gt;as you breathe out and I breathe in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if I could walk on water&lt;br /&gt;if i could tell you what's next&lt;br /&gt;make you believe&lt;br /&gt;make you forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on get higher&lt;br /&gt;loosen my lips&lt;br /&gt;faith and desire&lt;br /&gt;and the swing of your hips&lt;br /&gt;just pull me down hard&lt;br /&gt;and drown me in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on get higher&lt;br /&gt;loosen my lips&lt;br /&gt;faith and desire&lt;br /&gt;and the swing of your hips&lt;br /&gt;just pull me down hard&lt;br /&gt;and drown me in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the sound of your voice&lt;br /&gt;the loudest thing in my head&lt;br /&gt;and I ache to remember&lt;br /&gt;all the violent, sweet, perfect words that you said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if I could walk on water&lt;br /&gt;if I could tell you what's next&lt;br /&gt;make you believe&lt;br /&gt;make you forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on get higher&lt;br /&gt;loosen my lips&lt;br /&gt;faith and desire&lt;br /&gt;and the swing of your hips&lt;br /&gt;just pull me down hard&lt;br /&gt;and drown me in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on get higher&lt;br /&gt;loosen my lips&lt;br /&gt;faith and desire&lt;br /&gt;and the swing of your hips&lt;br /&gt;just pull me down hard&lt;br /&gt;and drown me in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the pull of your heart&lt;br /&gt;I taste the sparks on your tongue&lt;br /&gt;I see angels and devils and god when you come on&lt;br /&gt;hold on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on get higher&lt;br /&gt;loosen my lips&lt;br /&gt;faith and desire&lt;br /&gt;and the swing of your hips&lt;br /&gt;just pull me down hard&lt;br /&gt;and drown me in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on get higher&lt;br /&gt;loosen my lips&lt;br /&gt;faith and desire&lt;br /&gt;and the swing of your hips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just pull me down hard&lt;br /&gt;and drown me&lt;br /&gt;drown me in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's all wrong&lt;br /&gt;it's all wrong&lt;br /&gt;it's all wrong, its so right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on get higher&lt;br /&gt;come on and get higher&lt;br /&gt;because everything works love&lt;br /&gt;because everything works in your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599536196470906816-7892243418918664112?l=ungraved-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7892243418918664112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599536196470906816&amp;postID=7892243418918664112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/7892243418918664112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/7892243418918664112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/2009/03/from-him-to-me.html' title='From him to me'/><author><name>Ungrave memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11518839858920392484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mGo7qJe_Av8/STiuDuK0dbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8jCRNiwL3Uc/S220/lolipop.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599536196470906816.post-8864117831352076234</id><published>2009-03-26T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T03:40:42.732-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>To my baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;To my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dearest&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;You are my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shining armor&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;That come and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;save me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;When im &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lonely and pained&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You possessed the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;heart of gold,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That only existed in some part of the male population.&lt;br /&gt;Your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cheerful, funny and evil &lt;/span&gt;-laughs-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Sometimes i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wonder&lt;/span&gt; if im worthy enough,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;To have someone &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;as sweet,true as you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;hahahaha im being cheesy meh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Dont mind me :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Though its true that i question myself all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I dont know how to express myself as you did for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;-sighs-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Some might think your not perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;But &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to me your just too perfect for someone like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;You like me for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my personality and my evil nature&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;That's why i said you possessed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the heart of gold &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok that was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chessy&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;But atleast i tried to express myself...even if its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cheesy&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;//////&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599536196470906816-8864117831352076234?l=ungraved-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8864117831352076234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599536196470906816&amp;postID=8864117831352076234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/8864117831352076234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/8864117831352076234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-my-baby.html' title='To my baby'/><author><name>Ungrave memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11518839858920392484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mGo7qJe_Av8/STiuDuK0dbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8jCRNiwL3Uc/S220/lolipop.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599536196470906816.post-7391863852351578149</id><published>2009-03-25T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T18:32:54.580-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lyrics to Piece Of Heaven&lt;/strong&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;The minute you walked through my door&lt;br /&gt;I knew this love is forever more&lt;br /&gt;But then you told me all these lies&lt;br /&gt;See the tears filling up my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want, is a little piece of heaven&lt;br /&gt;All I need, a little piece of heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piece, of heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want, is a little piece of heaven&lt;br /&gt;All I need, a little piece of heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naaaa, na na na na na na, na na na&lt;br /&gt;Laaaa, la la la la la, laaaa laaaa laaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piece, of heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You taught me right from wrong&lt;br /&gt;And told me always to be strong&lt;br /&gt;But now i'm better off alone&lt;br /&gt;Searching for a better home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i want, is a little piece of heaven&lt;br /&gt;All i need, a little piece of heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naaaa, na na na na na na, na na na&lt;br /&gt;Laaaa, la la la la la, laaaa laaaa laaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piece, of heaven&lt;br /&gt;Piece, of heaven&lt;br /&gt;Piece, of heaven (heaven heaven heaven)&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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legend still lasts &lt;br /&gt;And the king wears the crown &lt;br /&gt;But the magic spell is law &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take your sword and your shield &lt;br /&gt;There’s a battle on the field &lt;br /&gt;You’re a knight and you’re right &lt;br /&gt;So with dragons now you’ll fight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my fancy is flying &lt;br /&gt;It’s a castle in the sky &lt;br /&gt;Or there’s nothing out there &lt;br /&gt;These are castles in the air &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fairytales live in me &lt;br /&gt;Fables coming from my memory &lt;br /&gt;Fantasy is not a crime &lt;br /&gt;Find your castle in the sky &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve got the key &lt;br /&gt;Of the kingdom of the clouds &lt;br /&gt;Open the door &lt;br /&gt;Leaving back your doubts &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve got the power &lt;br /&gt;To live another childhood &lt;br /&gt;So ride the wind &lt;br /&gt;That leads you to the moon 'cause..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11518839858920392484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mGo7qJe_Av8/STiuDuK0dbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8jCRNiwL3Uc/S220/lolipop.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599536196470906816.post-7207376828510036481</id><published>2009-03-25T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T17:45:38.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yay kaka nadia kan balikk from Singapore :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukan kan balik more like few more hours lagi kan balik from Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this random meh XD But now i want to go and play online game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN PAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!! sakit pahut kuuu ya rabii, ya rasulllll, ya muhammaddddddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sah sah iced nescafe punya pasal ne. sah sah. but kan nyaman bah nescafe but maybe inda dapat minum sajuk XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeh dehhh cakap melayu brunei beskita ani.  apakan? aku pun bangang ne XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599536196470906816-7207376828510036481?l=ungraved-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7207376828510036481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599536196470906816&amp;postID=7207376828510036481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/7207376828510036481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/7207376828510036481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/2009/03/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Ungrave memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11518839858920392484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mGo7qJe_Av8/STiuDuK0dbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8jCRNiwL3Uc/S220/lolipop.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599536196470906816.post-3358490543644494971</id><published>2009-03-25T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T17:32:33.183-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Games'/><title type='text'>MMO games</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMO RPG games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im currently playing mmo games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o,- odd i know well i do enjoy playing Rpg games in the Ps2 but anyways wasnt a fan to play it using this laptop. Im scared of being addicted to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d143/Sorincha/sub_kv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 412px; height: 115px;" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d143/Sorincha/sub_kv.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im currently playing that game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The term soulmate is still foggy for me and BunBun. But~ we reached to level 3 or was it 4?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah im so forgetful meh. Still wondering how i still remember to tie my shoe laces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now in level 8 going to level 9....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUNBUN YOU KNOW ITS NOT FAIR! THAT YOU REACHED LEVEL10 BEFORE MEEEEEEE =3=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but have life been fair? i dont think so. Ok moving on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, i was busy killing crabs before i got disconnected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotionally broken and pained i stopped playing hoping i could play it later at that night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was caught up talking to one of my friends, AujiAyunni around...8:30pm till it was 11 or so. Then Zul came on. We joked around as always about this online game; is gaia even worth to be call a game?; named gaia online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll121/Knightmare-Photo/GaiaLogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 119px;" src="http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll121/Knightmare-Photo/GaiaLogo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something about noob clothing can make you glamorous oh and something about bulldozer, giant four wheeled car and time bombs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol random huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're known for that really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599536196470906816-3358490543644494971?l=ungraved-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3358490543644494971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599536196470906816&amp;postID=3358490543644494971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/3358490543644494971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/3358490543644494971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/2009/03/mmo-games.html' title='MMO games'/><author><name>Ungrave memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11518839858920392484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mGo7qJe_Av8/STiuDuK0dbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8jCRNiwL3Uc/S220/lolipop.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599536196470906816.post-6229419247812239357</id><published>2009-03-25T13:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T13:18:16.569-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dear &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Nicu&lt;/span&gt;:I don't really know how to tell you this, but &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;our horoscope doesn't match&lt;/span&gt; I think I realized it &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;when i tripped over sesame seeds &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;under the bus &lt;/span&gt;and I saw you &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Drive out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I'm sure you're &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;my father &lt;/span&gt;enough to understand &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Ashamed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I'm returning &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;That we're cousins&lt;/span&gt; to you, but I'll keep &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Your suicide note&lt;/span&gt; as a memory. You should also know that I &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Never openly mock &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;A new life as a clone&lt;/span&gt;. Go burn,&lt;br /&gt;-Kiko-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What's the color of your shirt?&lt;br /&gt;Blue - Our romance is over&lt;br /&gt;Red - Our affair is over&lt;br /&gt;White - I'll join the monastery&lt;br /&gt;Black - I dislike you&lt;br /&gt;Green - Our horoscope doesn't match&lt;br /&gt;Grey - You're a pervert&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - I'm selling myself&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Your nostrils are insulting&lt;br /&gt;Brown - The mafia wants you&lt;br /&gt;No shirt - You're a loser&lt;br /&gt;Other - I'm in love with your sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Which is your birth month?&lt;br /&gt;January - That night&lt;br /&gt;February - Last year&lt;br /&gt;March - When your dwarf bit me&lt;br /&gt;April - When I tripped on sesame seeds&lt;br /&gt;May - First of May&lt;br /&gt;June - When you put cuffs on me&lt;br /&gt;July - When I threw up&lt;br /&gt;August - When I saw the shrunken head&lt;br /&gt;September - When we skinny dipped&lt;br /&gt;October - When I quoted Santa&lt;br /&gt;November - When your dog ran amok&lt;br /&gt;December - When I changed tennis shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Which food do you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;Tacos - In your apartment&lt;br /&gt;Pizza - In your camping car&lt;br /&gt;Pasta - Outside of Chicago&lt;br /&gt;Hamburgers - Under the bus&lt;br /&gt;Salad - As you ate enchilada&lt;br /&gt;Chicken - In your closet&lt;br /&gt;Kabob - With Paris Hilton&lt;br /&gt;Fish - In women's clothing&lt;br /&gt;Sandwiches - At the Hare Krishna graduation&lt;br /&gt;Lasagna - At the mental hospital&lt;br /&gt;Hot dog - Under a state of trance&lt;br /&gt;None of the above - With George Bush and his wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What's the color of your socks?&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Hit on&lt;br /&gt;Red - Insult&lt;br /&gt;Black - Ignore&lt;br /&gt;Blue - Knock out&lt;br /&gt;Purple - Pour syrup on&lt;br /&gt;White - Carve your initials into&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Pull the clothes off&lt;br /&gt;Brown - Put leeches on&lt;br /&gt;Orange - Castrate&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Pull the toupee off&lt;br /&gt;Barefoot - Sit on&lt;br /&gt;Other - Drive out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What's the color of your underwear?&lt;br /&gt;Black - My best friend&lt;br /&gt;White - My father&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Bill Clinton&lt;br /&gt;Brown - My fart balloon&lt;br /&gt;Purple - My mustard soufflé&lt;br /&gt;Red - Donald Duck&lt;br /&gt;Blue - My avocado plant&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - My penpal in Ghana&lt;br /&gt;Orange - My Kid Rock-collection&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Manchester United's goalkeeper&lt;br /&gt;None - My John F. Kennedy-statue&lt;br /&gt;Other - The crazy monk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you prefer to watch on TV?&lt;br /&gt;Scrubs - Man&lt;br /&gt;O.C. - Emotional&lt;br /&gt;One Tree Hill - Open&lt;br /&gt;Heroes - Frostbitten&lt;br /&gt;Lost - High&lt;br /&gt;House - Scarred&lt;br /&gt;Simpsons - Cowardly&lt;br /&gt;The news - Mongolic&lt;br /&gt;Idol - Masochistic&lt;br /&gt;Family Guy - Senile&lt;br /&gt;Top Model - Middle-class&lt;br /&gt;None of the above - Ashamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Your mood right now?&lt;br /&gt;Happy - How awful I've felt&lt;br /&gt;Sad - How boring you are&lt;br /&gt;Bored - That Santa doesn't exist&lt;br /&gt;Angry - That your pimples are at the last stage&lt;br /&gt;Depressed - That we're cousins&lt;br /&gt;Excited - That there is no solution to this.&lt;br /&gt;Nervous - The middle-east&lt;br /&gt;Worried - That your Honda sucks&lt;br /&gt;Apathetic - That I did a sex-change&lt;br /&gt;Ashamed - That I'm allergic to your hamster&lt;br /&gt;Cuddly - That I get turned on by garbage men&lt;br /&gt;Overjoyous - That I'm open&lt;br /&gt;Other - That Extreme Home Makeover sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What's the color of your walls in your bedroom?&lt;br /&gt;White - Your ring&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Your love letters&lt;br /&gt;Red - Your Darth Vader-poster&lt;br /&gt;Black - Your tame stone&lt;br /&gt;Blue - The couch cushions&lt;br /&gt;Green - The pictures from LA&lt;br /&gt;Orange - Your false teeth&lt;br /&gt;Brown - Your contact book&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Our matching snoopy-bibs&lt;br /&gt;Purple - Your old lottery coupons&lt;br /&gt;Pink - The cut toenails&lt;br /&gt;Other - Your memories from the military service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The first letter of your first name?&lt;br /&gt;A/B - Your photo&lt;br /&gt;C/D - The oil stocks&lt;br /&gt;E/F - Your neighbour Martin&lt;br /&gt;G/H - My virginity&lt;br /&gt;I/J - The results of your blood-sample&lt;br /&gt;K/L - Your left ear&lt;br /&gt;M/N - Your suicide note&lt;br /&gt;O/P - My common sense&lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Your mom&lt;br /&gt;S/T - Your collection of butterflies&lt;br /&gt;U/V - Your criminal record&lt;br /&gt;W/X - David's tricot outfits&lt;br /&gt;Y/Z - Your grades from college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The last letter in your last name?&lt;br /&gt;A/B - Always will remember&lt;br /&gt;C/D - Never will forget&lt;br /&gt;E/F - Always wanted to break&lt;br /&gt;G/H - Never openly mocked&lt;br /&gt;I/J - Always have felt dirty before&lt;br /&gt;K/L - Will tell the authorities about&lt;br /&gt;M/N - Told in my confession today about&lt;br /&gt;O/P - Was interviewed by the Times about&lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Told my psychiatrist about&lt;br /&gt;S/T - Get sick when I think of&lt;br /&gt;U/V - Always will try to forget&lt;br /&gt;W/X - Am better off without&lt;br /&gt;Y/Z - Never liked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What do you prefer to drink?&lt;br /&gt;Water- Our friendship&lt;br /&gt;Beer - Senility&lt;br /&gt;Soft drink - A new life as a clone&lt;br /&gt;Soda - The incarnation as an eskimo&lt;br /&gt;Milk - The apartment building&lt;br /&gt;Wine - Cocaine abuse&lt;br /&gt;Cider - A passionate interest for mice&lt;br /&gt;Juice - Oprah Winfrey imitations&lt;br /&gt;Mineral water - Embarrassing rash&lt;br /&gt;Hot chocolate - Eggplant-fetishism&lt;br /&gt;Whisky - To ruin the second world war&lt;br /&gt;Other - To hate the Boston Celtics1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation?&lt;br /&gt;Thailand - Warm regards&lt;br /&gt;USA - Best regards&lt;br /&gt;England - Good luck on your short-term leave from jail&lt;br /&gt;Spain - Go and drown yourself&lt;br /&gt;China - Disgusting regards&lt;br /&gt;Germany - With ease&lt;br /&gt;Japan - Go burn&lt;br /&gt;Greece - Your everlasting enemy&lt;br /&gt;Australia - Greetings to your frog Leonard&lt;br /&gt;Egypt - Fuck off now&lt;br /&gt;France - In pain&lt;br /&gt;Other - Greetings to your freaky family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599536196470906816-6229419247812239357?l=ungraved-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6229419247812239357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599536196470906816&amp;postID=6229419247812239357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/6229419247812239357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/6229419247812239357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Ungrave memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11518839858920392484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mGo7qJe_Av8/STiuDuK0dbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8jCRNiwL3Uc/S220/lolipop.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599536196470906816.post-4381895771267417901</id><published>2009-03-25T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T12:43:28.484-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Late night'/><title type='text'>-sighs-</title><content type='html'>Its 2.15am in the freakin morning....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Morning World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to be sleeping but i couldnt so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Sarah and Luke to keep entertain somehow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if he asked me whether i had Sleeping disorder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....Maybe i do... well what the fuck eh?&lt;br /&gt;Moving on~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant sleep. =,= i dont know why though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was busy reading some blogs...oh and stalking people then tagging them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sneaky eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here i am...the fact i forgot im writing a post makes me laugh. Seriously.  Matt Came on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="comments"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(74, 66, 36); font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="comments"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(74, 66, 36); font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="comments"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(74, 66, 36); font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase;"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="comments"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(74, 66, 36); font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase;"&gt; ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="comments"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(74, 66, 36); font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="comments"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(74, 66, 36); font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase;"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting tired and just noticed that today is Friday. -Arghhhhh sighs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tired but i dont want to sleep. its...3:39am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What took me too long to post? ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck off none of your business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joking joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot i even posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love &lt;span class="comments"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(74, 66, 36); font-size: 9pt; text-transform: uppercase;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599536196470906816-4381895771267417901?l=ungraved-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4381895771267417901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599536196470906816&amp;postID=4381895771267417901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/4381895771267417901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/4381895771267417901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/2009/03/sighs.html' title='-sighs-'/><author><name>Ungrave memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11518839858920392484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mGo7qJe_Av8/STiuDuK0dbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8jCRNiwL3Uc/S220/lolipop.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599536196470906816.post-124091863020021550</id><published>2009-03-09T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T01:16:26.419-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='months'/><title type='text'>Im back!</title><content type='html'>lol after being gone for close to 5 months, kiko is back and frustrated really XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599536196470906816-124091863020021550?l=ungraved-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/124091863020021550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599536196470906816&amp;postID=124091863020021550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/124091863020021550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/124091863020021550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-back.html' title='Im back!'/><author><name>Ungrave memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11518839858920392484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mGo7qJe_Av8/STiuDuK0dbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8jCRNiwL3Uc/S220/lolipop.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599536196470906816.post-8198757838949827268</id><published>2008-12-04T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T19:29:42.587-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noobs'/><title type='text'>The Noob attack</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Didnt have to wait days or weeks for those two to destroy the originality of My thread called "Sleeping Dawn".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those ungrateful girls have the disability of imagination. How in the world would they suddenly change 'shops' To a 'mall'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other they broke another rule of 'being literate' its just sad. And was a pain to Delete all the conversation about the 'mall'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pity i forgot to put it in here :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599536196470906816-8198757838949827268?l=ungraved-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8198757838949827268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599536196470906816&amp;postID=8198757838949827268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/8198757838949827268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/8198757838949827268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/2008/12/noob-attack.html' title='The Noob attack'/><author><name>Ungrave memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11518839858920392484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mGo7qJe_Av8/STiuDuK0dbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8jCRNiwL3Uc/S220/lolipop.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599536196470906816.post-1400910806575624421</id><published>2008-12-04T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T09:20:18.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Circus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's only two types of people in the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The ones that entertain, and the ones that observe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well baby, I'm a put-on-a-show kind of girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't like the backseat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gotta be first &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Oh..) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm a like the ringleader, I call the shots (Call the shots) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm like a firecracker, I make it hot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I put on a show... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Pre-Chorus] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel the adrenaline moving through my veins &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Spotlight on me and I'm ready to break &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm like a performer, the dancefloor is my stage &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Better be ready, I bet you feel the same &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Chorus] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All eyes on me, in the center of the ring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Just like a Circus) (Uh. Uh.Uh-huh) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I crack that whip, everybody gonna trip &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Just like a Circus) (Uh. Uh. Uh-huh) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't stand there watching me, follow me, show me what you can do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everybody let go, we can make a dancefloor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Just like a Circus) (Uh. Uh. Uh-huh) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HA. HA. HA. HA. HA. HA. HA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Verse 2] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's only two types of guys out there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ones that can hang with me, and ones that are scared &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So baby, I hope that you, came prepared &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I run a tight ship, so beware &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm a like the ringleader, I call the shots (Call the shots) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm like a firecracker, I make it hot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I put on a show... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Pre-Chorus] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel the adrenaline moving through my veins &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Spotlight on me and I'm ready to break &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm like a performer, the dancefloor is my stage &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Better be ready, I bet you feel the same &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Chorus] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All eyes on me, in the center of the ring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Just like a Circus) (Uh. Uh. Uh-huh) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I crack that whip, everybody gonna trip &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Just like a Circus) (Uh. Uh. Uh-huh) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't stand there watching me, follow me, show me what you can do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everybody let go, we can make a dancefloor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Just like a Circus) (Uh. Uh. Uh-huh) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HA. HA. HA. HA. HA. HA. HA. (Let's go) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Break] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Uh. Uh. Uh-huh) Let me see what you can do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Uh. Uh. Uh-huh) I'm runnin' this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Like-like-like a circus) Yeah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like a what? (Like-like-like a circus) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Chorus] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All eyes on me, in the center of the ring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Just like a Circus) (Uh. Uh. Uh-huh) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I crack that whip, everybody gonna trip &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Just like a Circus) (Uh. Uh. Uh-huh) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't stand there watching me, follow me, show me what you can do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everybody let go, we can make a dancefloor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Just like a Circus) (Uh. Uh. Uh-huh) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All eyes on me, in the center of the ring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Just like a Circus) (Uh. Uh. Uh-huh) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I crack that whip, everybody gonna trip &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Just like a Circus) (Uh. Uh. Uh-huh) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't stand there watching me, follow me, show me what you can do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everybody let go, we can make a dancefloor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Just like a Circus) (Uh. Uh. Uh-huh)&lt;/span&gt;            &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599536196470906816-1400910806575624421?l=ungraved-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1400910806575624421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599536196470906816&amp;postID=1400910806575624421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/1400910806575624421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/1400910806575624421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/2008/12/circus.html' title='Circus'/><author><name>Ungrave memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11518839858920392484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mGo7qJe_Av8/STiuDuK0dbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8jCRNiwL3Uc/S220/lolipop.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599536196470906816.post-6175734991107546666</id><published>2008-12-04T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T09:11:11.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>101 Random Question about me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;=Survey Starts=&lt;br /&gt;1. What's your name?&lt;br /&gt;- Wani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you like your name? Why or why not?&lt;br /&gt;- Very much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What's your favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;- Black, purple,white, rainbow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What's your favorite band/singer?&lt;br /&gt;- The Gazette and Yuki Kajiura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What's your favorite song?&lt;br /&gt;- Filth in the beauty by The GazettE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you have any pets? If so, what are they? What are their names?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes lotsa them. Their cats and fishes. Their names are hard to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What color are the walls in your room?&lt;br /&gt;- Light pink and Light purple. [Yes girly]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you have any siblings? If so, are they older or younger? What gender? How many?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes, both older and younger. Two boys and one girl. 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you hate your life? Why or why not?&lt;br /&gt;-Yes very much before i know i have the power to ignore them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What are your fetishes?&lt;br /&gt;-  ............what the hell.......no comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Who do you love?&lt;br /&gt;- Matt and myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you a virgin?&lt;br /&gt;- Yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you have any STDs?&lt;br /&gt;- i never done it, why must i have it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Are you ugly or pretty?&lt;br /&gt;- Average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Are you fat or skinny?&lt;br /&gt;- Pretty much not so skinny to call skinny and not too fat to be called fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Are you bulimic/anorexic?&lt;br /&gt;- no i have no interest of getting too skinny or cutting myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What's your favorite food?&lt;br /&gt;- Zinger, sweets and my mom's cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What labels would you use to describe yourself?&lt;br /&gt;- Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you wish you had more/less friends? Or are you happy with the amount of friends you have?&lt;br /&gt;- More, Yeah i do but i rather not talk to those who dont see me as a friend but a rival in anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you like records, tapes, CDs, or mp3s best?&lt;br /&gt;- CDs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you have any talents? What are they?&lt;br /&gt;- Cooking, sewing, dancing, singing[?],swimming and have the biggest imagination. Know to be very random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you play any instruments? What are they?&lt;br /&gt;- Pianos, Drums and guitars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What song are you listening to right this very instant?&lt;br /&gt;- Circus by Britney spears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Have you ever cybered before?&lt;br /&gt;-Yes, no comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Have you ever kissed someone that has the same gender as you?&lt;br /&gt;- No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Are you stupid or smart?&lt;br /&gt;- Both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What kind of music do you like?&lt;br /&gt;- Techno, J-rock and orchestral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Do you have any regrets?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes, All the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you wish you could go back in time to fix all your mistakes?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. How many boyfriends/girlfriends have you had?&lt;br /&gt;- 5 boyfriend, Matt is my beloved boyfriend of them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you hate chatspeak?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes, i dont understand them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Are you a PM/grammar/anything else Nazi?&lt;br /&gt;- No. Maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Do you have AIM, Yahoo, or MSN?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you have your own website?&lt;br /&gt;- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Have you ever hacked or spammed someone?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes, i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Have you ever lied about yourself online?&lt;br /&gt;- Not always but i rather be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Have you ever called someone you met online?&lt;br /&gt;- Yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you know how to swim?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. What is your biggest fear?&lt;br /&gt;- Death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What is your stupidest fear?&lt;br /&gt;- Height&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;- 17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Do you do your homework?&lt;br /&gt;- Rarely till its the last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Do you dream at night?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Do you daydream when you're supposed to be paying attention?&lt;br /&gt;- Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Do you have a hitlist?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes i do. Secretly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Have you ever lied to someone?&lt;br /&gt;- yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Have you ever had an abortion?&lt;br /&gt;- Never been pregnant yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Do you like George W. Bush?&lt;br /&gt;- no comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Have you ever murdered someone?&lt;br /&gt;- no but wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Do you want to be famous someday?&lt;br /&gt;-No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Are you normal?&lt;br /&gt;- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Are you popular?&lt;br /&gt;- I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Do you have an iPod?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Do you like the color yellow?&lt;br /&gt;- Hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Do any colors scare you?&lt;br /&gt;- No, is it possible to be afraid of colors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Are you afraid of the dark?&lt;br /&gt;- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Do you have a shadow?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes when the light shone on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Do you have a reflection?&lt;br /&gt;- What type of question is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Are you insane?&lt;br /&gt;- yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Do you have any mental illnesses?&lt;br /&gt;- i Think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Have you ever worn a straitjacket?&lt;br /&gt;- Cute but so last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Do you like domos or ninjas more?&lt;br /&gt;-Both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. What's your favorite TV show?&lt;br /&gt;- Travel and living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. What languages do you speak?&lt;br /&gt;- Malay, English, Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. What's your favorite movie?&lt;br /&gt;- None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Who's your favorite actor?&lt;br /&gt;- None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Have you ever had beer/smoked a cigarette/taken drugs?&lt;br /&gt;- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Are you saving sex for marriage?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Have you ever touched a condom?&lt;br /&gt;- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Do you want to get married one day?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Are you planning on having children when you get older?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. I love you. Do you love me?&lt;br /&gt;- who are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Do you like online life or real life more?&lt;br /&gt;- Online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Who would like to stay by your side? Family or friend?&lt;br /&gt;- Dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. What country do you live in?&lt;br /&gt;- Brunei Darussalam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Do you cuss?&lt;br /&gt;- Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. How many floors does your house have?&lt;br /&gt;- One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Do you have your own room or do you have to share it with someone?&lt;br /&gt;- Share with my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Are planning on going to/already going to/finished college?&lt;br /&gt;- Finish college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;- Someone who can support her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Do you have a best friend?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Do you like talking on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Are you moody?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Do you cut yourself?&lt;br /&gt;- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Has anyone that you know ever committed or attempted suicide?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. Have you ever thought about killing yourself?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. Have you ever overdosed on medicine?&lt;br /&gt;- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Do you like school?&lt;br /&gt;- At times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Do you like cheese?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Have you ever eaten part of a human being?&lt;br /&gt;- Not a cannibal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. Do you masturbate?&lt;br /&gt;-.....What the Hell......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Do you watch hentai/porn?&lt;br /&gt;- .....Again with the question.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. How many blog accounts do you have?&lt;br /&gt;- Three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Have you ever stalked someone? If so, where and when?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes, a male teacher that my friend liked so she dragged me with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. Have you ever been stalked by someone?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes. My childhood Ex-boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. What stores do you just have to go to when you go to the mall?&lt;br /&gt;- Bookstore, DQ, Arcade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. Do you have job? If so, what is it?&lt;br /&gt;- Not now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. Do you want to travel to a different country someday? If so, which country?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes. USA, Uk and Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. Do you have cable?&lt;br /&gt;- Depends on the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Do you like VH1 or MTV better?&lt;br /&gt;- MTV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;101. What the most embarrassing moment you ever had?&lt;br /&gt;- I cant remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599536196470906816-6175734991107546666?l=ungraved-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6175734991107546666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599536196470906816&amp;postID=6175734991107546666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/6175734991107546666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/6175734991107546666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/2008/12/101-random-question-about-me.html' title='101 Random Question about me.'/><author><name>Ungrave memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11518839858920392484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mGo7qJe_Av8/STiuDuK0dbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8jCRNiwL3Uc/S220/lolipop.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599536196470906816.post-304274281740834186</id><published>2008-12-04T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T08:09:29.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Nicu's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Each blogger must post these rules.2. Each blogger must begin with ten facts about them.3. Other bloggers who are tagged must also state the rules and ten award to and list their names at the end of this tag.4. It is essentials that a tag is left at their tagboards letting them know the awards they've receive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten facts about me:-&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm a weirdo. ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;2. I have the habit of sleeping late.&lt;br /&gt;3. I hate typing.&lt;br /&gt;4. I hate technology but i cannot be separated from my laptop..EVER.&lt;br /&gt;5. Barbie is evil.&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm currently addicted to Brintey Spears - Circus.&lt;br /&gt;7. I love to listen to songs at its maximum volume.&lt;br /&gt;8. I'm a fan of The gazette and Yuki Kajiura.&lt;br /&gt;9. I'm getting killed by noobs [not literally].&lt;br /&gt;10.I'm in love with Matt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599536196470906816-304274281740834186?l=ungraved-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/304274281740834186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599536196470906816&amp;postID=304274281740834186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/304274281740834186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/304274281740834186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/2008/12/tagged-by-nicus.html' title='Tagged by Nicu&apos;s'/><author><name>Ungrave memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11518839858920392484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mGo7qJe_Av8/STiuDuK0dbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8jCRNiwL3Uc/S220/lolipop.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599536196470906816.post-7910467015135898440</id><published>2008-12-04T02:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T08:09:52.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introooo~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Hello people, emmm my first post well not really...moving on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Basically i have no idea what to do in a blog and constantly needed help from Wani aka Jay aka hardcore fan of Nicolae. -snickers-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Speaking of Nicolae....He decided to be a Sheep on halloween gaia, Resulting all the straights and bis, both male and female fall for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Thus making him popular than that bushy thick eyebrow dude who i forgot his name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Due to a request from Nicolae's Wife,Jay[You know who she is]. His picture will not be post here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599536196470906816-7910467015135898440?l=ungraved-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7910467015135898440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599536196470906816&amp;postID=7910467015135898440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/7910467015135898440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599536196470906816/posts/default/7910467015135898440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungraved-memories.blogspot.com/2008/12/random.html' title='Introooo~'/><author><name>Ungrave memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11518839858920392484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mGo7qJe_Av8/STiuDuK0dbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8jCRNiwL3Uc/S220/lolipop.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
