<?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-7423105262470800198</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:34:29.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>!JERK IT OUT;</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>saree</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>114</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-3656420062430145425</id><published>2009-06-02T07:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T07:17:25.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>closed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-3656420062430145425?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/3656420062430145425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=3656420062430145425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/3656420062430145425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/3656420062430145425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2009/06/closed.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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-7423105262470800198.post-1297624177132539222</id><published>2008-10-09T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T19:00:08.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SO61jhtYMXI/AAAAAAAAANg/-TiORYa09vE/s1600-h/silhouettes_by_sendako.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SO61jhtYMXI/AAAAAAAAANg/-TiORYa09vE/s320/silhouettes_by_sendako.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255337437136695666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dancing silhouettes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: tahoma; line-height: 95%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: tahoma; line-height: 95%;"&gt;Today's going to be pretty boring, considering that evan is not available to go out today and neither is zoe and the rest of my friends! gosh. so i guess i'm stuck at home. well, it ain't that bad anyway. i don't really have the mood to go out. :D gosh, i wonder what's wrong with me eh? weird. Well, come to think of it, next week onwards is postexam activities. and exam papers. ohman. i'm so dead! well, and i am not very keen on the idea of a social etiquette talk. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, many thanks to Zoe for adding the finishing touch to this blogskin! :D she helped me find the codes i thought i'll never find to change the blinding red to a softer colour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: tahoma; line-height: 95%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-1297624177132539222?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1297624177132539222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=1297624177132539222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/1297624177132539222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/1297624177132539222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/10/dancing-silhouettes-todays-going-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SO61jhtYMXI/AAAAAAAAANg/-TiORYa09vE/s72-c/silhouettes_by_sendako.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-5212443281470208242</id><published>2008-10-09T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T01:43:50.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SO2-b1zUr2I/AAAAAAAAANY/U3YD0jY_UbM/s1600-h/snap+a+picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SO2-b1zUr2I/AAAAAAAAANY/U3YD0jY_UbM/s320/snap+a+picture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255065725719326562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lets see who wins,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this game of love tag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;sorry evan and siyan! i'm totally sorry if i was a killjoy. but yup. the movie was really good. just that i guess i was kind of moody and stuffs and i counter-affected you and stuffs! i'm so sorry! that won't happen anymore :D i'm all fine now. just that, i really can't believe there are such people in singapore. such ill-mannered people. i guess i'll stop harping on it. lets go out some other time again yah? sorry sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;falling apart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-5212443281470208242?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5212443281470208242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=5212443281470208242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/5212443281470208242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/5212443281470208242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/10/lets-see-who-wins-this-game-of-love-tag.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SO2-b1zUr2I/AAAAAAAAANY/U3YD0jY_UbM/s72-c/snap+a+picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-8255537973364261774</id><published>2008-10-08T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T09:11:52.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SOza5Xlgz-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/Row7DGI2ZVs/s1600-h/__I_just_call_to_say___by_justelse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SOza5Xlgz-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/Row7DGI2ZVs/s320/__I_just_call_to_say___by_justelse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254815544353279970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;missing your smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: tahoma; line-height: 95%;"&gt; ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: tahoma; line-height: 95%;"&gt;hahaha. i guess exams can be considered as over now. there's nothing to study for higher chinese anyway! :D gosh can't wait to go out. wheehoo! and since i was so bored, i decided to change my blogskin. how's that! though i doubt nobody reads this blog anymore since its so inactive. hahaha :D gosh, i think i won't be getting my A1 for my mathematics. that's like, so sad. first time in my life! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, today i mixed up the sean from hc with the sean from sji. gosh. embarrassing. D: but yeah. it was kind of shocking and hilarious at the same point. hahaha. btw, i just realized that the Wants column in my blog is so ridiculously retarded! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: tahoma; line-height: 95%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-8255537973364261774?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8255537973364261774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=8255537973364261774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/8255537973364261774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/8255537973364261774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/10/missing-your-smile-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SOza5Xlgz-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/Row7DGI2ZVs/s72-c/__I_just_call_to_say___by_justelse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-4805528138041626843</id><published>2008-09-18T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T02:08:47.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fuck. i give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;this shall be our end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-4805528138041626843?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4805528138041626843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=4805528138041626843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/4805528138041626843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/4805528138041626843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/09/fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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-7423105262470800198.post-2339326496901565849</id><published>2008-08-29T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T21:24:44.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SLjIN92T8NI/AAAAAAAAAM8/quH8EXovMNg/s1600-h/Safe+with+you..+%7E+girltripped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SLjIN92T8NI/AAAAAAAAAM8/quH8EXovMNg/s320/Safe+with+you..+%7E+girltripped.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240158308711788754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;# i can face the truth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(234, 234, 174); font-family: tahoma; line-height: 95%; font-style: italic;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;290808 ; Stay Close, Don't Go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;schedule was pretty delayed. ate macs for brunch. went to watch wall e and then money no enough 2. some sorta crazy movie marathon. after two movies my back ached already. the seats were good. but i'm just not the sort to sit still for a whole... 3~4 hours? ): but overall i had fun ;D retarded. everyone just kept laughing. hahahaha. i was treated to dinner and stuffs. cheers! went to the park for some peace. then cabbed home. despite being sick the entire day, the feeling of happiness still lingered in me :D maybe that's what so special about being around you. please don't go australia. i'm begging you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe we can work this out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah. &lt;span style="color: rgb(234, 234, 174); font-family: tahoma; line-height: 95%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/7423105262470800198-2339326496901565849?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2339326496901565849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=2339326496901565849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/2339326496901565849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/2339326496901565849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-can-face-truth.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SLjIN92T8NI/AAAAAAAAAM8/quH8EXovMNg/s72-c/Safe+with+you..+%7E+girltripped.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-8699592384772420812</id><published>2008-08-10T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T06:51:02.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SJ7vReu7mnI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Ijqiw-zAQPU/s1600-h/make+me+by+%7E+girltripped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SJ7vReu7mnI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Ijqiw-zAQPU/s320/make+me+by+%7E+girltripped.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232882900637817458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#bitch having a bitchfit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl, what makes you think you can make life hell for me? what makes you think that you are capable of making me utterly depressed? get over it woman. i don't give a care about whatever you're doing. i won't blame you for telling the world my secrets. i guess secrets are not meant to be kept anyway. its true, i don't just trust anybody. neither am i very honest. but fret not, i'll never trust you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's kinda crap. was talking on the phone again this morning and it suddenly dawned on me there was a biology test on tuesday. and a history test on wednesday. well, i didn't bring home any study materials. so i just had to make notes from the internet. oh well, i am a nerd after all. can't blame me for being hardworking eh? anyway, screw homework. i don't give a shit about handing up my work on time anymore. and i realized some teachers, are even more naggy than my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, a lot of things have been on my mind lately. and my mood has been pretty bad. still wondering if i'm going the right way. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god, give me an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-8699592384772420812?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8699592384772420812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=8699592384772420812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/8699592384772420812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/8699592384772420812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/08/bitch-having-bitchfit-girl-what-makes.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SJ7vReu7mnI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Ijqiw-zAQPU/s72-c/make+me+by+%7E+girltripped.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-8411082189233231801</id><published>2008-08-08T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T23:34:42.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SJ06OeKVUpI/AAAAAAAAAMs/tSolCnSLi_o/s1600-h/Poser_by_Urshastarx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SJ06OeKVUpI/AAAAAAAAAMs/tSolCnSLi_o/s320/Poser_by_Urshastarx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232402362363368082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because i love you; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;080808; Vivocity&amp;amp;Sentosa&amp;amp;Orchard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupps. went to vivo then to sentosa then to orchard :D hahaha. watched Journey to the Center of the Earth. i swear man. it was super freaky =.=" i hate hate hate fishes with big teeth. underwater world is damn funny. though it so doesnt worth the $22.90 entrance fee! and "SOME PEOPLE" were trying to make it worth the entrance fee by walking round and round the aquarium thing lol :DD damn hilarious. overall, i walked 3 rounds. they walked about... 8-9 rounds? but felt it was still kinda wasted. should've walked 23 rounds. ;D and i didn't dare to touch the ... what's the flat flat sea animal called? oh, and i saw a dugong too :D cuteness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, went to the beachh. yup. windy day and when the sand got thrown up into the sky it flew into my contacts =,=" smart move. but yupp. then came the sand angels and the burying of people. so gay man. i've learnt so much in such a short time span. firstly, never throw sand in the sky without knowing the wind direction, or it may be flying back into your eyes. secondly, don't throw sand when the wind is flying into other people's direction, or they'll curse ur father to die. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went back in the caterpillar train :DD ate at food republic. sadly my dad told me i had to go home D: so i couldn't catch another movie with the guys, cos the movie sorta ends really late. then one of them accompanied me back to orchard wisma where i waited my dad to fetch me home :DD lalalala. you're loved you know that? too lazy to upload the pictures. gahs. some other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;090808; Happy National Day to You You YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's gonna be kinda boring. going out later. family reunion of some sort. blehs. i'd rather go for a chalet with my friends or perhaps another shopping spree. bored to death. and i forgot to bring home all my books to study for the test on tuesday. so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loving life,&lt;br /&gt;in a funny way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;       to hear u stumble when u speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     or see u walk with two left feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     that's when i love you, i love you endlessly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     cause here's my promise made tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     you can count on me for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     cause that's when I love u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     when nothing u do can change my mind&lt;/span&gt;&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/7423105262470800198-8411082189233231801?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8411082189233231801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=8411082189233231801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/8411082189233231801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/8411082189233231801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/08/because-i-love-you-080808-vivocity.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SJ06OeKVUpI/AAAAAAAAAMs/tSolCnSLi_o/s72-c/Poser_by_Urshastarx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-5883827555296305214</id><published>2008-08-07T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T18:25:56.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SJugEl6Vw9I/AAAAAAAAAMk/CChq8AF3oF4/s1600-h/Bad+Day+by+morbiddemonchild%7E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SJugEl6Vw9I/AAAAAAAAAMk/CChq8AF3oF4/s320/Bad+Day+by+morbiddemonchild%7E.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231951392877691858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i'm sorry, i had a bad day...&lt;br /&gt;Again.#♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, basically, i couldn't sleep for the entire night. and now i'm friggin' ill. on a day i supposedly prepared like crazy ytd to go out for. wow. this is horrible. anyway, i'm still going to go out. just that there's some extra baggage now; medication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll do anything,&lt;br /&gt;to see you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-5883827555296305214?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5883827555296305214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=5883827555296305214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/5883827555296305214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/5883827555296305214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-sorry-i-had-bad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SJugEl6Vw9I/AAAAAAAAAMk/CChq8AF3oF4/s72-c/Bad+Day+by+morbiddemonchild%7E.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-7948201635889565472</id><published>2008-08-05T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T05:33:52.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SJhFgzwLfmI/AAAAAAAAAMc/wEEenuWwWAM/s1600-h/red%26white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SJhFgzwLfmI/AAAAAAAAAMc/wEEenuWwWAM/s320/red%26white.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231007397141249634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/strike a pose for the memories ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, ndp's coming. i'm still considering on what to wear and what to do on those days. planning outings are just so tiring. i wouldn't mind staying home. but i just won't let myself. i miss you too much. the exam's a total killer. geography, chinese... and tomorrow's the poetry test. then english. what a bother. and i haven't studied a shit for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and evan discussed going to church in red and white :D though, frankly speaking, i'm still wondering if i'm able to make it to church. i haven't asked my parents. ): they might want it to be family day or something. haish.. but, either ways, i know i'll be having lots of fun on saturday (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;some things when heard by others, might cause an outburst. some things when heard by others, could hurt one's feelings. some things are better when left untouched. but i wonder, how long i can keep going... before i finally breakdown and spill the beans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;give me a break,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-7948201635889565472?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7948201635889565472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=7948201635889565472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/7948201635889565472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/7948201635889565472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/08/make-pose-for-memories-well-ndps-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SJhFgzwLfmI/AAAAAAAAAMc/wEEenuWwWAM/s72-c/red%26white.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-5259063480741961415</id><published>2008-08-02T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T05:28:48.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SJRPhyF2JHI/AAAAAAAAAMU/90h-BR_Fmps/s1600-h/unawakened_earth__by_m0thyyku.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SJRPhyF2JHI/AAAAAAAAAMU/90h-BR_Fmps/s320/unawakened_earth__by_m0thyyku.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229892509084558450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I believe for you and me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The sun will shine one day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(234, 234, 174); line-height: 95%; font-style: italic;font-family:tahoma;" &gt;{♥}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(234, 234, 174); line-height: 95%;font-family:tahoma;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(234, 234, 174); line-height: 95%;font-family:tahoma;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;i had to skipped church today. sadly. ): i'm still ill. i wonder if i can go to school on monday. i hope i'll be able to. or the teachers will start screaming at me. anyway, even if i go to school, they will scream at me too. since i've totally given up on doing any of my homework. its just... totally sickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the school is suppose to teach student. the teachers are suppose to encourage a spirit for learning in children. well, then what's up with grading every assignment? that's just sick in the mind. its forcing. not encouraging. what nonsense. ): well, whatever. i'm ready to screw up. since i am totally not aiming for triple sciences. hahahas. [: i've made up my mind. secondary two is slack year. totally slack year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days, i just can't help thinking about how this year has passed.. sad memories. happy memories. well, it all just seems to pass so fast. overall... i still can't wait for the next anniversary. (: i await your promises. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; well... there's something i've missed out.. i won't lie to you.. but i'll lie to you if it makes you sad.. that's something.. i can't control.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(234, 234, 174); line-height: 95%;font-family:tahoma;" &gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;that's something only love can do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah&lt;span style="color: rgb(234, 234, 174); line-height: 95%;font-family:tahoma;" &gt;#♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(234, 234, 174); line-height: 95%;font-family:tahoma;" &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/7423105262470800198-5259063480741961415?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5259063480741961415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=5259063480741961415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/5259063480741961415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/5259063480741961415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/08/but-i-believe-for-you-and-me-sun-will.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SJRPhyF2JHI/AAAAAAAAAMU/90h-BR_Fmps/s72-c/unawakened_earth__by_m0thyyku.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-1512497245770814988</id><published>2008-07-31T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T09:17:32.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SJHi-nVs48I/AAAAAAAAAMM/UnAuxodHQF4/s1600-h/secrets.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SJHi-nVs48I/AAAAAAAAAMM/UnAuxodHQF4/s320/secrets.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229210207693628354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Where's the happy ending?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;feeling really uncomfortable. body-aches. bone-aches. muscle-aches. head-aches. at least the vomiting has disappeared. though a little nauseous. ): well... i have no idea how i fell ill. straight after chinese lessons on wednesday i felt like dying. man, my life seems to be plummeting downwards. well, i'm still gonna stay positive!! :D i have faith in God. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, unable to attend cell/service this saturday ): because my dad's too busy to fetch me there. and my mum wouldn't let me go. haiyo. some more i need to re-revise my literature stuffs. in case i forget and screwed up. screwing up geography was enough. she just had to test me on the only thing i never studied for. D:&lt; well, guess i'm just unlucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why are you complaining about me,&lt;br /&gt;when you don't even know me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-1512497245770814988?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1512497245770814988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=1512497245770814988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/1512497245770814988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/1512497245770814988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/07/wheres-happy-ending-feeling-really.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SJHi-nVs48I/AAAAAAAAAMM/UnAuxodHQF4/s72-c/secrets.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-5395273214026123719</id><published>2008-07-29T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T00:26:21.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SI7EQJR4zbI/AAAAAAAAAME/IH1UlR6Tux0/s1600-h/Unexpected+stranger+%7E+girltripped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SI7EQJR4zbI/AAAAAAAAAME/IH1UlR6Tux0/s320/Unexpected+stranger+%7E+girltripped.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228331999071620530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because you live, there's a reason why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i carry on, when i lose the fight.&lt;/span&gt; ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas, today was pretty fun. accompanied evan while she changed her blogskin. then finished sketching my art. though i'm not very confident of ace-ing my geog and literature tests, i guess i'll just try my best. sarah gambatte! ;D the rest of the day was pretty slack. just slept my way throughout. mathematics has suddenly become easy lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished clearing my emails, and all i would like to tell some of you out there is that;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; if you've got something to tell me, say it straight in my face. i hate taking roundabouts. &lt;/span&gt;i'd really appreciate that (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;doesn't matter if i'm alone there and then.&lt;br /&gt;he'd always be by my side in my thoughts. {♥}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sarah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&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/7423105262470800198-5395273214026123719?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5395273214026123719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=5395273214026123719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/5395273214026123719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/5395273214026123719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/07/because-you-live-theres-reason-why.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SI7EQJR4zbI/AAAAAAAAAME/IH1UlR6Tux0/s72-c/Unexpected+stranger+%7E+girltripped.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-5455080559645865417</id><published>2008-07-27T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T00:45:41.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SI1twIAhpFI/AAAAAAAAAL8/_SBTyGhXvhg/s1600-h/the_wait__by_backlitstranger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SI1twIAhpFI/AAAAAAAAAL8/_SBTyGhXvhg/s320/the_wait__by_backlitstranger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227955415997850706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay steadfast my dear girl;&lt;span style="color: rgb(234, 234, 174); line-height: 95%;font-family:tahoma;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(234, 234, 174); line-height: 95%;font-family:tahoma;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(234, 234, 174); line-height: 95%;font-family:tahoma;" &gt;; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up with a splitting headache and i nearly fainted. so yupps. skipped school to stay at home and rest. school is a total turnoff anyway. my headaches are getting worse as the days go by. took pills. then talked to bryan and alex for a bit in the morning and afternoon. then slept a bit. then woke up to take more pills. my life seems to be circling around pills, pills, and more pills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just popped some popcorn and mixed it with honey. a wonderful creation ya? the person who made this up must've been a genius. and no, it isn't me. going to the doctor's later again. I'm dying. oh gosh. after i come back from the clinic. perhaps i'll try to study again. hopefully, i'll remember something the next day. I think i should transfer school to the asylum. That place suits me more. at least the mentally retards aren't picky about their friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My source of strength,&lt;br /&gt;My source of hope,&lt;br /&gt;is Christ the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;span style="color: rgb(234, 234, 174); line-height: 95%;font-family:tahoma;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(234, 234, 174); line-height: 95%;font-family:tahoma;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(234, 234, 174); line-height: 95%;font-family:tahoma;" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;span style="color: rgb(234, 234, 174); line-height: 95%;font-family:tahoma;" &gt;-----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sherry&lt;/span&gt;; thanks for everything :D basically, you're someone i admire. because you're always cheerful. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;evan&lt;/span&gt;; thanks for bringing me to cell outreach and cell. i really loved it. (: thanks for introducing God back into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bryan&lt;/span&gt;; thanks for always being there for me. hahas. and yes, boyfriends and girlfriends are quite a pain in the ass sometimes. :D i'll try my best to read my stuffies even though i know its going to be quite useless since i most probably won't remember anything the next day. and, I DIDN'T EAT RUBBISH. i ate food. FOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alex&lt;/span&gt;; thanks for cheering me up with your funny-ness? lols xD surprising eh? i can't believe i used to take screenies of your idiotic nonsense on msn :x the shit flew and the pee dropped. wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-5455080559645865417?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5455080559645865417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=5455080559645865417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/5455080559645865417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/5455080559645865417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/07/stay-steadfast-my-dear-girl-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SI1twIAhpFI/AAAAAAAAAL8/_SBTyGhXvhg/s72-c/the_wait__by_backlitstranger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-6834216133609008742</id><published>2008-07-27T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T05:13:37.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SIxjs8jxcrI/AAAAAAAAAL0/QU_cEzA4ljE/s1600-h/Decoupez_selon_les_pointilles_by_Piou.png.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SIxjs8jxcrI/AAAAAAAAAL0/QU_cEzA4ljE/s320/Decoupez_selon_les_pointilles_by_Piou.png.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227662891291865778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i didn't hurt myself, because of you.&lt;br /&gt;don't flatter yourself. &lt;span style="color: rgb(234, 234, 174); font-family: tahoma; line-height: 95%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(234, 234, 174); line-height: 95%; font-family: tahoma;"&gt;{#♥}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;okay. wonderful. perfectly wonderful. i am still as upset as ever. and the reason is so ...nerdified. i can't get myself to study and do my projects. and i have no idea what's gotten over me. i try to study. but find myself staring blankly at a page for more than an hour. without remembering a thing. i know i have to study. i know i need to get good grades. i know i must hand up my work. but i ... i just can't find my drive. basically. i've given up on everything. and i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i went to visit my grandma just now. and i rushed back home. why? i was upset. and i did what i always do when i'm down, EAT. yup, i ate chicken chop, extra fries and duck rice, then i drank soup and another sugar cane drink. and obviously, i died after that with a horrible stomachache. felt like vomiting so bad. so i just came home from the doctor's. and i got scolded by my beloved doctor again. =.=" just taken my pills. decided to blog since i really don't feel like study.. i've lost my motivation. and i wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;looking back, at all the hurt you've inflicted on me.&lt;br /&gt;it is surprising, how i don't feel upset at all now.&lt;br /&gt;because he has stitched my heart back up.&lt;br /&gt;he has replaced all the sadness with happiness.&lt;br /&gt;and now i really thank you, for leaving me that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;span style="color: rgb(234, 234, 174); font-family: tahoma; line-height: 95%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(234, 234, 174); line-height: 95%; font-family: tahoma;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-6834216133609008742?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6834216133609008742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=6834216133609008742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6834216133609008742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6834216133609008742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-didnt-hurt-myself-because-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SIxjs8jxcrI/AAAAAAAAAL0/QU_cEzA4ljE/s72-c/Decoupez_selon_les_pointilles_by_Piou.png.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-8618322261209578880</id><published>2008-07-26T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T04:08:24.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SIsFd0Db27I/AAAAAAAAALs/jcjOgV0Kzlo/s1600-h/Reflections_by_PokoSandiva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SIsFd0Db27I/AAAAAAAAALs/jcjOgV0Kzlo/s320/Reflections_by_PokoSandiva.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227277802240990130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;falling through the night;&lt;br /&gt;like a lonely satellite.&lt;span style="color: rgb(234, 234, 174); line-height: 95%;font-family:tahoma;" &gt;{♥}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came home from cell today (: met someone new called Amanda. hahas. though we didn't really talked much.. when i heard what has been happening to her recently and stuffs.. i guess, i'd be including her in my prayers every night :D i wish everyone on earth can be happy. and i mean Everyone. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;that's why if you guys out there are happy disliking me, i'm fine with it &lt;/span&gt;(: hm.. sam wong was really funny today, and so was nat and sherry. though i still have no idea why sherry wants braces. i seriously don't like wearing braces ._." after cell, went out to eat dinner. i could've gone to service maan!! ): my mum last minute tell me that we're going to gran's house tmr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i have no idea why i'm so quiet today. i just keep slipping in and out of my own world.. my head hurts... images of you just keep coming to my mind... i really do miss you.. i feel so desperate... i wish i had the key to time... i would rewind time ... over and over again... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovesick,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah#&lt;span style="color: rgb(234, 234, 174); line-height: 95%;font-family:tahoma;" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-8618322261209578880?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8618322261209578880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=8618322261209578880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/8618322261209578880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/8618322261209578880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/07/falling-through-night-like-lonely.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SIsFd0Db27I/AAAAAAAAALs/jcjOgV0Kzlo/s72-c/Reflections_by_PokoSandiva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-606495659189913526</id><published>2008-07-24T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T07:41:31.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SInjdqaQUAI/AAAAAAAAALc/P1esWFi_3Bg/s1600-h/Je_t__aime__by_Urshastarx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SInjdqaQUAI/AAAAAAAAALc/P1esWFi_3Bg/s320/Je_t__aime__by_Urshastarx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226958941280292866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hurts so bad, to feel so good. {♥}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shan't post up the pictures of todays events. they were all warped and unglam lols ;D and it was also a promise not to post any up. hahahas. the day started off quite screwed. looong story. then later the rain ruined my plans to go to ecp.. i felt like crap at that moment lol. i really really missed ecp. and i wondered, why God had to make it rain at a time like this. but i guess, the plants needed it or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i went to his house first, later his mum fetched all of us to ecp despite the rain. LOL. since it was only drizzling a bit. we decided the rain could do us no harm hahaha. but amazingly, the minute we finished renting out bike, the rain stopped. hahas. God's good yah? :D so we rode our bike to my beloved jetty. then stayed there a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rode all the way to the end. then stopped at the bench to stone a bit. then rode back. on the way we went to grab a bite at Carl's Jr. the fries was pawnage man! i love it. sat at a bench by the beach to eat. i so so so loved the scenery. and at that time, none of us had sweat cos the weather was SO COLD. it was like living in an air conditioned world. lovely eh? later just decided to go to the beach. and did alot of crazy retarded things LOL xD secrets!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after returning the bikes cabbed to nearest MRT station and everyone accompanied me back to cck mrt station even though it was like 11 stops away from theirs and then made a U-turn back to their own stations. u guys are loved :D !! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One on the forehead,&lt;br /&gt;One on the cheek,&lt;br /&gt;One on the lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.♥#&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-606495659189913526?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/606495659189913526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=606495659189913526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/606495659189913526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/606495659189913526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/07/changed-my-blog-skin-d-though-its-green.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SInjdqaQUAI/AAAAAAAAALc/P1esWFi_3Bg/s72-c/Je_t__aime__by_Urshastarx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-3489819578533056483</id><published>2008-07-24T04:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T18:24:35.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Addicted to your smile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SIkhj2P48tI/AAAAAAAAALU/tx2exO3YrKY/s1600-h/D_V_S_by_Urshastarx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SIkhj2P48tI/AAAAAAAAALU/tx2exO3YrKY/s320/D_V_S_by_Urshastarx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226745742281470674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My love won't fade;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm into photography these days, just love experimenting different angles and exposure. (: Maybe this will be my new hobby/recreational activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one is a picture of my healthy chewy bar for lunch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SIhvevegQ2I/AAAAAAAAAKs/ulp4YEEeITI/s1600-h/P7240004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 67px; height: 50px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SIhvevegQ2I/AAAAAAAAAKs/ulp4YEEeITI/s320/P7240004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226549941494629218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try     {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SIhvfAp-ukI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gu1RL4oidLQ/s1600-h/P7240049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 68px; height: 50px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SIhvfAp-ukI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gu1RL4oidLQ/s320/P7240049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226549946106165826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...and the big 2-inch hornet sitting at my living room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, the rest of the pictures are kinda screwed, so i shan't post them (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, for some unknown reason, I just don't feel very cheerful. I can't explain this feeling, I feel so messed up inside. I just wish you can be here with me, every time I'm feeling down. I really wish to be cheerful right now, I hate myself when I'm like this. And I hate myself even more, for lying to you, putting on a fake smile and saying everything is all right. I'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear to you my soul,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-3489819578533056483?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/3489819578533056483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=3489819578533056483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/3489819578533056483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/3489819578533056483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/07/addicted-to-your-smile.html' title='Addicted to your smile.'/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SIkhj2P48tI/AAAAAAAAALU/tx2exO3YrKY/s72-c/D_V_S_by_Urshastarx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-9555530449322309</id><published>2008-07-23T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T18:22:01.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You've Stolen My Heart;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SIcxPZg7glI/AAAAAAAAAKc/TO3531NDEp0/s1600-h/Love_on_the_floor_by_Urshastarx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SIcxPZg7glI/AAAAAAAAAKc/TO3531NDEp0/s320/Love_on_the_floor_by_Urshastarx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226200033203552850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&amp;amp;i'll sing you a love song;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;today's a wonderful day. school was really fun! Me and evan did some poses, i SERIOUSLY love reflection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;s. they're just so... wonderful. sometimes i just wish, every time something wrong happens, i could switch places with the "me" in the mirror :D hahas! After school, went out with my sis, cousin and aunt. and oh my goooodness me!! D: i burst my bill LOL!! xD i bought like... a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;purple halter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;, a white top, a checkered bag, a furry keychain, a necklace, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;a nice pair of shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;, famous amos cookies, and last but not least, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A PAIR OF SHORTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; (which i am currently keeping it out of my mum's sight. she is so going to kill me.) yupyup! that's about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;OH, and i have decided. I AM GOING TO WEAR PURPLE SHOES TO CHURCH XD i bet i'll look hilarious, TRUST ME. anyway, i'm so in love. i'm in love with, God! :D My best friend my lover!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Open the blind eyes, Unlock the deaf ears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Come to your people, As we draw near.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear us from heaven, Touch our generation.&lt;br /&gt;We are your people, Crying out in desperation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-9555530449322309?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/9555530449322309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=9555530449322309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/9555530449322309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/9555530449322309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/07/youve-stolen-my-heart.html' title='You&apos;ve Stolen My Heart;'/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SIcxPZg7glI/AAAAAAAAAKc/TO3531NDEp0/s72-c/Love_on_the_floor_by_Urshastarx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-1227108976320182172</id><published>2008-07-22T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T01:50:20.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets Keep This to Ourselves {♥}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SIWd052ZmFI/AAAAAAAAAKU/dPYbiZESux4/s1600-h/Cloudy_Heart_by_Chihiproth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SIWd052ZmFI/AAAAAAAAAKU/dPYbiZESux4/s320/Cloudy_Heart_by_Chihiproth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225756474841077842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're under the same sky, on the same ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a pretty okay day for me! After treatment i came home with bones &amp;amp; muscles aching and arms all sore D: that's why i couldn't study at all! hahas.. but at least i managed to tell him. the one thing i was afraid of him knowing. (: i won't be keeping any secrets from you anymore! i promise! hahas. and you too kays? loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's physics paper was pretty confusing. and english composition ah... i'm currently having a mental block. I think i'll do it in the night, when i'm more awake. :D insomnia! hahas. thanks evan for accompanying me today! xD well, that's about all i did today. hmm. oh. waited for my sis, got tired, so went home first :x that's the only one thing i feel bad about. hahaha. okay that's about it. i shall go and take a nap now (: my daily headaches are getting from bad to worse lol! D:&lt; must be optimistic sarah! GAH! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;no matter what happens to you,&lt;br /&gt;no matter what happens to me.&lt;br /&gt;you know, i'll still love you forever.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll still want to be by your side,&lt;br /&gt;even if it kills me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's My Best Friend :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-1227108976320182172?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1227108976320182172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=1227108976320182172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/1227108976320182172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/1227108976320182172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/07/lets-keep-this-to-ourselves.html' title='Lets Keep This to Ourselves {♥}'/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SIWd052ZmFI/AAAAAAAAAKU/dPYbiZESux4/s72-c/Cloudy_Heart_by_Chihiproth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-4643976085210604467</id><published>2008-07-20T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T18:49:58.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Under your wings, I seek refuge.</title><content type='html'>i feel weird not uploading a picture! D:&lt;br /&gt;anyway, can't wait for friday &amp;amp; saturday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday; going out with chartan and mmn... someone else. unconfirmed xD but i'm going out with my beloved CHARTAAANNNNN!! not to mention, school isn't a bother on that day either. HAHAHAHA. prefects please don't book me. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday; going to evan's church evan's church evan's church!! :D looking forward to it LALALALA!! then maybe going out, after that. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves ; my purple shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-4643976085210604467?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4643976085210604467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=4643976085210604467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/4643976085210604467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/4643976085210604467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/07/under-your-wings-i-seek-refuge.html' title='Under your wings, I seek refuge.'/><author><name>saree</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-7423105262470800198.post-5964136953303468993</id><published>2008-07-19T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T03:42:59.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our God Reigns!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SIHFDBBcBrI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ltHHjLaiYqk/s1600-h/Best_Wishes_by_girltripped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SIHFDBBcBrI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ltHHjLaiYqk/s320/Best_Wishes_by_girltripped.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224673698331231922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please take me with you; ily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love today :D i woke up early with a nice spread of Macdonalds HOTCAKES in front of me. and TWO containers of lovely syrup xDD but sadly, because of SOMEONE, i totally had no mood to take so much syrup. everytime i see macdonalds hotcakes now, i can still remember the image of the gruesome mixture of butter/receipt/milo/syrup that that idiot made -.-" in the end, couldnt manage to drink finish my milo ): the image was so deeply etched in my memories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love evan too! for bringing me to her fun church! and btw, your skit was nice &amp;amp; meaningful, really really enjoyed everything (: thanks thanks. the people there were nice. though i didn't really talk to alot of people. hahas. sorry for troubling u evan! to fetch me from the MRT station with Natali! :D and during church, i was just telling evan about me wanting to get new flats, black OR purple. but purple was preferred, since it was my favourite colour :D and guess what! the minute i reached home, my cousin showed me the new PURPLE FLATS she bought for me. and not only that, THERE WERE REALLY PRETTY TOPS too!! xD i love you peggyy!!! and then she also gave me this new black eye shadow thing. hahas. you guys are LOVED!! i swear if i was a guy i'd kiss you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'm kinda high now. i REALLY am happy today. though i could say, a tad bit upset because i am missing someone, alot. all connections are cut off today. cos that somebody's handphone was sent for repairs ): i really miss you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a thankful heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-5964136953303468993?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5964136953303468993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=5964136953303468993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/5964136953303468993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/5964136953303468993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/07/our-god-reigns.html' title='Our God Reigns!'/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SIHFDBBcBrI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ltHHjLaiYqk/s72-c/Best_Wishes_by_girltripped.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-5213851539816953215</id><published>2008-07-14T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T01:18:27.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fatal Attraction.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SHsKht6r4CI/AAAAAAAAAKE/B352Tdxd6SY/s1600-h/P7120700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SHsKht6r4CI/AAAAAAAAAKE/B352Tdxd6SY/s320/P7120700.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222779767243923490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will, that day ever come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good day? shit day? i don't know. after 120708, the following hours minutes seconds were hell. my parents were so unreasonable, and my sister just has to acts like some big shot. how i wish everyday was just like last saturday. life would be wonderful. i feel like suiciding now. crappers. no mood to do my homework. i think i might as well just fail the entire year of 2008. i don't give a shit anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horrible eye bags. horrible ulcer in my mouth. horrible muscle aches. horrible day. not to mention, horribly fat. horrible everything. i was suppose to go on a diet but ended up eating. wow. nice one sarah! for totally screwing up on your first day of dieting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaver; imy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-5213851539816953215?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5213851539816953215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=5213851539816953215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/5213851539816953215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/5213851539816953215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/07/fatal-attraction.html' title='Fatal Attraction.'/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SHsKht6r4CI/AAAAAAAAAKE/B352Tdxd6SY/s72-c/P7120700.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-8315370599961088246</id><published>2008-07-12T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T22:54:17.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lyrical escapes.#{♥}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SHmVqA3ijBI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1josexHaZaw/s1600-h/P7120701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SHmVqA3ijBI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1josexHaZaw/s320/P7120701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222369791932795922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;120708 ;; macs - outrage!! SFX : *poke*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahas. yesterday was pretty fun :D woke up at 5:45 a.m., went to watch tv till 6:37 a.m. then went to sleep till 7:05a.m. then watched tv again, then slept a bit then changed and left the house ;D took me ages to get a cab man! but yuppers. reached macs around 10:30 a.m. and waited there till 11:00 a.m. !! &lt;&lt; see!! i so nice!! wait half an hour for you!! D: then later ate hotcakes :D it was suuper delicious. but someone had to go and spoil my thirst for milo by adding milo, receipt and butter into his SYRUP. Zzzz. disgusting D: stupid ass!! i'll let you off cos u paid for everything ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later did work at macs. till about 3:00 p.m. then cabbed to west coast to go to mac cafe ;D strolled a bit. saw the moon up around 5:50 p.m. ? weird huhs. the skies were really pretty. there were kites and eagles. the smell of the surrounding waters was refreshing. hahas. (next week east coast park okay?!!) yup. then i dabao-ed this hot chocolate and stuffed in extra mushmallows &gt;.&lt;" cabbed home. after reaching home, five minutes later went out again. this time with parents ._." to visit my grandma. hahaha. -.-" reached home around 11p.m. then watched hana kimi japan till 1:00 a.m. then talked on the phone till 2:30 a.m. then i slept :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday there were really alot of stars and pretty clouds in the skies. (: thanks dude, for everything. you really cheered me up. :D {p.s. the image of you wearing my slippers is still unbearably funny XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can take all the madness, the world has to give.&lt;br /&gt;but i won't last a day, without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah {♥}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-8315370599961088246?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8315370599961088246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=8315370599961088246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/8315370599961088246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/8315370599961088246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/07/lyrical-escapes.html' title='lyrical escapes.#{♥}'/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SHmVqA3ijBI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1josexHaZaw/s72-c/P7120701.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-6933582745318496777</id><published>2008-07-10T03:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T03:50:26.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bedtime Sonnet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SHXnA32Da_I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/6mEOrekkWwY/s1600-h/Check_out_by_girltripped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SHXnA32Da_I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/6mEOrekkWwY/s320/Check_out_by_girltripped.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221333345182641138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;i thought i took one step forward,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;but instead, i took two steps back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if anyone's still reading this oh-so dead blog. lols. but i'm still gonna write my daily events just to pass time ;D well.. today was not so bad. i had a pretty wonderful day. a nice rainy morning. a nice nap during lessons. a nice recess. a nice piano lesson. a nice trip home. the only thing horrible was, throughout all that, i was stuck with a near-to-eye-infection-condition eye. =.=" when i reached home, i found out that it was because my right eye's contact lenses was already torn... so yeahs.. heard its kinda dangerous lol. thank god (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently i've really really taken an interest in photography and animation :x but sadly nobody wants to go with me to NEmation II ): everyone's just so busy.. haix! nvm! there's still chances in the future ;D hahaha. i just realized its been ages since i've uploaded pictures. O: oh my. my blog must be so boring. haiyo. anyway, so stuffed with homework i can barely breathe! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to go to evan's church. basically, i just can't wait to go to church. i'm seriously trying to get rid of my habit of saying vulgarities ): but today i just spilled a bucket of them during home economics. the home economics teacher was just so... annoying. plus, i had a bad eye condition D: its been ages since i've been to a church.. i hope i'd stick to this one... my dad wants to throw me into one anyway (: looking forward to 190708. and i have a date on 120708 ;D i just hope i don't forget D: going to study though.. lols. ;D kinda stupid. but i'm still looking forward to it. its been ages since i've seen you ya? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;maybe one day,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-6933582745318496777?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6933582745318496777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=6933582745318496777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6933582745318496777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6933582745318496777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-bedtime-sonnet.html' title='My Bedtime Sonnet.'/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SHXnA32Da_I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/6mEOrekkWwY/s72-c/Check_out_by_girltripped.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-8350965318596037200</id><published>2008-07-08T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T00:09:02.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ our last song.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SHRj1FFenbI/AAAAAAAAAJs/S6fhH4m_IKs/s1600-h/Hold_my_hand_by_limousinekills.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SHRj1FFenbI/AAAAAAAAAJs/S6fhH4m_IKs/s320/Hold_my_hand_by_limousinekills.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220907631578619314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotten sick of being angry and riled up recently. i feel like a completely dead zombie! O; i've still yet to get my favourite pair of shorts. its going to cost me a bomb though. i'm also lacking some hair accessories D: i want a white scrunchy lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i died in today's test. R.I.P sarah. totally screwed up. well, i shan't say i'm going to fail. but if i pass, i'll love my brain for life. :D actually, i already love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposedly suppose to go to debate, but then ended up wanting to go out, but in the end, i skipped going out. everyone's too busy for me D: cca, hanging out with other friends, laziness, and more other reasons. hahas. nvm. some other time yeahs? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{haha, my instinct has been telling me alot of things recently.&lt;br /&gt;if you guys hate me, just tell me kays?&lt;br /&gt;cause i rather you totally ignore me, then show me a fake smile (:&lt;br /&gt;don't worry, i won't get angry :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loved,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-8350965318596037200?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8350965318596037200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=8350965318596037200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/8350965318596037200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/8350965318596037200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/07/our-last-song.html' title='♥ our last song.'/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SHRj1FFenbI/AAAAAAAAAJs/S6fhH4m_IKs/s72-c/Hold_my_hand_by_limousinekills.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-3061212714219030026</id><published>2008-06-27T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T05:27:30.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I call it Love, ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SGTcoi57ihI/AAAAAAAAAJk/PnQbQPbpFYk/s1600-h/__I_just_call_to_say___by_justelse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SGTcoi57ihI/AAAAAAAAAJk/PnQbQPbpFYk/s320/__I_just_call_to_say___by_justelse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216536857524537874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Look At You You Look At Me&lt;br /&gt;I Can't Help It I'm feeling butterflies&lt;br /&gt;Its obvious, We have Chemistry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I know it cuz it feels so right&lt;br /&gt;I wanted so long to know Now Your telling me&lt;br /&gt;you gotta let it go Dont Tell Me I have to&lt;br /&gt;start all over again I Never thought that&lt;br /&gt;this day would come This is somwthing that&lt;br /&gt;i've wanted in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I relize that you're the one&lt;br /&gt;and you're telling me its time to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;To Put this out of my heart It ain't gonna change&lt;br /&gt;So it shouldn't be so easy to walk away&lt;br /&gt;You feel it I feel it lets not be tense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I Don't Know What Love Is&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm A Fool&lt;br /&gt;I Just Know What I'm Feeling&lt;br /&gt;And It's All Because Of You&lt;br /&gt;Don't Tell Me, "I Don't Know"&lt;br /&gt;I Want The Truth&lt;br /&gt;Cuz They Call It&lt;br /&gt;We Call It&lt;br /&gt;You Call It&lt;br /&gt;I Call It Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so clear for you to see&lt;br /&gt;dont let anybody tell you what to do&lt;br /&gt;Why they can't they just let us be happy&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to find somebody new&lt;br /&gt;If you know whats real in your heart&lt;br /&gt;Then dont let them tear us apart&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you feel it I feel it Lets think this through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I Don't Know What Love Is&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm A Fool&lt;br /&gt;I Just Know What I'm Feeling&lt;br /&gt;And It's All Because Of You&lt;br /&gt;Don't Tell Me&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Know&lt;br /&gt;I Want The Truth&lt;br /&gt;Cuz They Call It&lt;br /&gt;We Call It&lt;br /&gt;You Call It&lt;br /&gt;I Call It Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Have a bond thats unbreakable&lt;br /&gt;And its not time to let it go&lt;br /&gt;And now that we know its real&lt;br /&gt;We are going to let it show&lt;br /&gt;To the whole world&lt;br /&gt;That I'm yours forever&lt;br /&gt;and you're mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;They Call It Love&lt;br /&gt;I Call it&lt;br /&gt;Love ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-3061212714219030026?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/3061212714219030026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=3061212714219030026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/3061212714219030026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/3061212714219030026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-call-it-love.html' title='I call it Love, ♥'/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SGTcoi57ihI/AAAAAAAAAJk/PnQbQPbpFYk/s72-c/__I_just_call_to_say___by_justelse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-6443534581804546286</id><published>2008-06-13T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T07:17:15.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving on.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SFKAlO4WEBI/AAAAAAAAAJc/IiWmkclVsL4/s1600-h/Tired_by_ShadowTaintedFox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SFKAlO4WEBI/AAAAAAAAAJc/IiWmkclVsL4/s320/Tired_by_ShadowTaintedFox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211369095959023634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's been pretty okay.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; but ever since the MGROCs trip, everything kinda changed. i won't mention how though. hypocrites you say, hahaha. i'll just pretend everything's normal. and move on.&lt;/span&gt; stefanie i love you :D you're like the blur-est loveliest girl in the entire world! thanks for accompanying me today at the museum, sorry i couldn't watch Narnia with you. i'd make it up to you some other time! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fake smiles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-6443534581804546286?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6443534581804546286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=6443534581804546286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6443534581804546286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6443534581804546286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/06/moving-on.html' title='Moving on.'/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SFKAlO4WEBI/AAAAAAAAAJc/IiWmkclVsL4/s72-c/Tired_by_ShadowTaintedFox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-1222944587905389917</id><published>2008-06-10T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T07:05:30.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SE6J9HUNoUI/AAAAAAAAAJU/uSi4xYQ7ngY/s1600-h/Confused__by_sinademiral.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SE6J9HUNoUI/AAAAAAAAAJU/uSi4xYQ7ngY/s320/Confused__by_sinademiral.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210253501943095618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain tapping against the window&lt;br /&gt;So dark outside. Makes me wanna &lt;br /&gt;Sneak out and have a little walk&lt;br /&gt;To clear my mind of love, friends, life&lt;br /&gt;Can't take everything in anymore&lt;br /&gt;That I'm confused of who I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-1222944587905389917?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1222944587905389917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=1222944587905389917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/1222944587905389917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/1222944587905389917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/06/rain-tapping-against-window-so-dark.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SE6J9HUNoUI/AAAAAAAAAJU/uSi4xYQ7ngY/s72-c/Confused__by_sinademiral.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-6300442444101352206</id><published>2008-06-04T09:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T09:20:38.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taken off Stefanie's blog :D i'm bored.</title><content type='html'>[ 10 ] Firsts.&lt;br /&gt;First Best Friend: Forgot.&lt;br /&gt;First Screen Name: Forgot.&lt;br /&gt;First Pet: Goldfish.&lt;br /&gt;First Piercing: Ears.&lt;br /&gt;First Crush: A Really Nice Guy. &lt;br /&gt;First CD: Forgot.&lt;br /&gt;First Car: BMW Toy Figurine. i loved it. until its doors came out.&lt;br /&gt;First Stuffed Animal: Forgot. I have tons of toys.&lt;br /&gt;First Love: Drawing.&lt;br /&gt;First Place Called Home: My Bed, under my pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 9 ] Lasts.&lt;br /&gt;Last Beverage: ..does medication count?&lt;br /&gt;Last Car Ride: To his house. &lt;br /&gt;Last Movie Seen: No Idea. watched too many.&lt;br /&gt;Last Phone Call: Either Kyran or RH. Forgot.&lt;br /&gt;Last Song You Listened To: Bobby Valentino feat. Timbaland - Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;Last Bubble Bath: Today.&lt;br /&gt;Last Time You Cried : Yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Last Thing You Ate: Medication.&lt;br /&gt;Last Bad Thing You Did: -Personal-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 8 ] Have You Evers.&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Dated One Of Your Best Friends: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Been Arrested: Nearly.&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Skinny Dipped: Nope. Never. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Been On A Limo: Yeah. &lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Cheated: Depends on what you mean by cheat.&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Been In Love: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Been In A Car Accident: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Broken A Bone: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 7 ] Things You Are Wearing.&lt;br /&gt;1. FBTs.&lt;br /&gt;2. White Big Tee.&lt;br /&gt;3. Scrunchy.&lt;br /&gt;4. Nail Polish.&lt;br /&gt;5. Undergarments.&lt;br /&gt;6. -&lt;br /&gt;7. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 6 ] Things You've Done Today.&lt;br /&gt;1. Blog.&lt;br /&gt;2. Slept.&lt;br /&gt;3. Cried.&lt;br /&gt;4. Played Gunbound.&lt;br /&gt;5. Doctor, Injection.&lt;br /&gt;6. Talked on the Phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 5 ] Favourite Things.&lt;br /&gt;1. My Labtop.&lt;br /&gt;2. My Handphone.&lt;br /&gt;3. Clothes from ZARA.&lt;br /&gt;4. My Pillows and Bed.&lt;br /&gt;5. Spaghetti. Food, basically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 4 ] People You Tell Almost Anything To.&lt;br /&gt;-personal- its lesser than four, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 3 ] Choices.&lt;br /&gt;1. Black Or White: Black. I look horrible in white.&lt;br /&gt;2. Hot Or Cold: Cold. Singapore is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;3. Chocolate Or Vanilla: Vanilla. I'm weird. I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 2 ] You Want To Do Before You Die.&lt;br /&gt;. Go Skydiving.&lt;br /&gt;. Reveal all my lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 1 ] Thing You Regret.&lt;br /&gt;Lying to my loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i look back at this survey. i realized i have memory failure. getting dementia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-6300442444101352206?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6300442444101352206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=6300442444101352206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6300442444101352206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6300442444101352206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/06/taken-off-stefanies-blog-d-im-bored.html' title='Taken off Stefanie&apos;s blog :D i&apos;m bored.'/><author><name>saree</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-7423105262470800198.post-5804042353650040160</id><published>2008-06-03T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T23:24:14.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>baby, i'm so tired of being depressed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SEYzsDiQ6eI/AAAAAAAAAJM/xWOo-fkcCHs/s1600-h/So_Tired_by_palm_art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SEYzsDiQ6eI/AAAAAAAAAJM/xWOo-fkcCHs/s320/So_Tired_by_palm_art.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207906851056839138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live this life&lt;br /&gt;Like a normal person&lt;br /&gt;I hide my emotions from everyone&lt;br /&gt;On the inside I'm dying&lt;br /&gt;Screaming for air&lt;br /&gt;for attention&lt;br /&gt;even for love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be alone right now&lt;br /&gt;I want to see the light&lt;br /&gt;I want to be alone right now&lt;br /&gt;just for tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm crazy&lt;br /&gt;Mabye I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;but whenever I have feelings&lt;br /&gt;It just isn't enough.&lt;br /&gt;I want to give up. I want to get out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sarah#♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-5804042353650040160?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5804042353650040160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=5804042353650040160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/5804042353650040160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/5804042353650040160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/06/insomnia.html' title='baby, i&apos;m so tired of being depressed.'/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SEYzsDiQ6eI/AAAAAAAAAJM/xWOo-fkcCHs/s72-c/So_Tired_by_palm_art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-4923968189102732303</id><published>2008-05-29T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T07:25:49.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SD68I6D2KiI/AAAAAAAAAJE/ER5cQthoz6c/s1600-h/so_tired_by_myhhy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SD68I6D2KiI/AAAAAAAAAJE/ER5cQthoz6c/s320/so_tired_by_myhhy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205805080497236514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in pain. physically. i'm not emo. gastric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i know what love is.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm just a fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;because they call it,&lt;br /&gt;we call it, you call it,&lt;br /&gt;love.#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sarah.&lt;/span&gt;&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/7423105262470800198-4923968189102732303?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4923968189102732303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=4923968189102732303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/4923968189102732303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/4923968189102732303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-pain.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SD68I6D2KiI/AAAAAAAAAJE/ER5cQthoz6c/s72-c/so_tired_by_myhhy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-990737829578488756</id><published>2008-05-28T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T05:41:03.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ray J. - One Wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SD1RuaD2KhI/AAAAAAAAAI8/F4AE-4Bk2-o/s1600-h/princess_by_kiiwiii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SD1RuaD2KhI/AAAAAAAAAI8/F4AE-4Bk2-o/s320/princess_by_kiiwiii.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205406602021448210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you bring a smile to my face;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there're bad days. and there're good ones too. i've been moody for really long. ever since i came back from mgrocs. well, today's just one of my really good days that cheered me up. (: not having to do anything and the rainy weather didn't make me moody for long. haha. thanks for being a wonderful company. even though it meant sitting there, doing nothing for an hour. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took our first step; ♥&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-990737829578488756?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/990737829578488756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=990737829578488756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/990737829578488756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/990737829578488756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/05/ray-j-one-wish.html' title='&lt;i&gt;Ray J. - One Wish&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SD1RuaD2KhI/AAAAAAAAAI8/F4AE-4Bk2-o/s72-c/princess_by_kiiwiii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-6118614310165267663</id><published>2008-05-26T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T03:09:44.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary J. Blige - No More Drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SDqMB6D2KgI/AAAAAAAAAI0/H6FIk4s-q_M/s1600-h/And_it_hurts__by_z_zaphs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SDqMB6D2KgI/AAAAAAAAAI0/H6FIk4s-q_M/s320/And_it_hurts__by_z_zaphs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204626283773176322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;pain doesn't hurt; when it's all you've ever felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;            It hurts when you don’t notice me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;It hurts when you don’t listen to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;It hurts when you don’t care about me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;It hurts when you say you love me but I don’t feel it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;It hurts when you don’t ask me what’s wrong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;It hurts when you’re not there to save me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;It hurts when you act too busy for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;It hurts when you don’t hear me screaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;It hurts when I think about what I can’t have,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;It hurts when I imagine bliss but have to wait for it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;It hurts when you don’t know why I’m hurting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;It hurts when you don’t know that I’m hurting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;There is so much pain inside of me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I need to release it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I need your help to learn to be happy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;For I am loved by you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;But I still complain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I still feel miserable,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Please stop hurting me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I know you don’t mean to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;But the pain is too hard to bear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Hold me and tell me it’s ok,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Tell me you’ll make it better,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Please fix me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;sarah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-6118614310165267663?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6118614310165267663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=6118614310165267663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6118614310165267663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6118614310165267663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/05/mary-j-blige-no-more-drama.html' title='&lt;i&gt;Mary J. Blige - No More Drama&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SDqMB6D2KgI/AAAAAAAAAI0/H6FIk4s-q_M/s72-c/And_it_hurts__by_z_zaphs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-8003173839238457766</id><published>2008-05-24T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T00:43:52.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i think i'm moving; but i go no where,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SDkJl6D2KfI/AAAAAAAAAIs/LwfV48HD5Zw/s1600-h/Many_Muahs_ID_by_PokoSandiva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SDkJl6D2KfI/AAAAAAAAAIs/LwfV48HD5Zw/s320/Many_Muahs_ID_by_PokoSandiva.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204201391248517618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;this town is colder now, i think it's sick of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;#200508 -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;eight hour drive to ipoh. pretty fun. camwhored alot with stef. slept quite a bit. though it was pretty uncomfortable. sat beside joy and played with her psp and her cap :D her cap is super super cute. managed to reach ipoh and the hotel wasn't as bad as what the reviews said. My hotel room number was 408, stef's was 407 and empress's was 413. hahas. we had some sneak-outs after lights off. went to stef&amp;amp;liser's room :D during the entire journey, i realized i didn't miss home at all. instead, i really missed him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;#210508 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;we went to gua tempurung, a place called Top of the World. we visited the limestone caves there :D they were really really cool, but very tiring. we had a 3 and a half hour walk in there. the best part of the cave was the wind tunnel. it was REALLY cooling and nice. like winter. and i liked the guide too. he was pretty nice. after lunch, we went to the geological museum to see mineral samples. wasn't very interesting :/ it didnt' even look like a museum. after that we went to play at the Lost World of Tambun. some water theme park :D pretty fun. we didn't go to the pomelo farm as it was raining, so we ended up playing some concentration game(bimbo&amp;amp;superhero version) :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7749fbd6f64f45dc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7749fbd6f64f45dc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331388051%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D83E3905A2DC5CDEFEC793EAB58CA8F6933763454.22F01E05DCA0C1AF75CCE6AF16566086E6742E6E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7749fbd6f64f45dc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbIbCcTnOlFmfrhwXToYdiCog_q0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7749fbd6f64f45dc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331388051%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D83E3905A2DC5CDEFEC793EAB58CA8F6933763454.22F01E05DCA0C1AF75CCE6AF16566086E6742E6E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7749fbd6f64f45dc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbIbCcTnOlFmfrhwXToYdiCog_q0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;at night, we had a James Bond Mission to empress's room. her room super far away, so hard to sneak there. got caught by Mr Khoo, but i didnt give up :D hahas. i the kicked my bed so that its nearer to joy's bed. i'm scared of sleeping alone ._."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;#220508 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;we went to the Matang Mangrove Forest Reserve and had some stupid talk. later me and stef was walking around in the bug-filled forest and played a the-first-to-find-a-moving-living-creature-wins game. and i won :D i found lots of crabs. and mudskippers. hahahas. stef is so blur O: later we went to Kuala Kangsar, then we went to Sayong Perak Craft Center. i bought my strawberry moneybank there :D we didn't go to the pomelo farm again. as it rained again. (: as we were all so tired, we didn't had any sneakouts. watched tv till i fell asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;#230508 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;woke up pretty early. managed to hear the morning call, finally. i always sleep through the morning call. i sleep like a log :x we went to Pasir Salak Historical Complex. then we had a long long drive back to singapore. i slept for super long. hahas. (: arrived at sg around 11pm. and i reached home at 00:30 a.m. really bothered about something. talked to him on the phone for a long long time. i love you, thanks for everything. fell asleep around 3 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;#240508 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;had a super bad headache. went for my braces appt. talked to him on the phone. missed him alot. had a lovely fever and a flu. slept pretty early (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#250508 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be doing my MGRocs project later with stef and perhaps liser. i'll be uploading the photos some other time i guess. when stef has sent me everything. (: my head feels as if its going to burst. oh god, save me. the weather's making me moody too. still talking to him on the phone. he makes me happy :D i really love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pull the curtains;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-8003173839238457766?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7749fbd6f64f45dc&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8003173839238457766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=8003173839238457766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/8003173839238457766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/8003173839238457766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-think-im-moving-but-i-go-no-where.html' title='i think i&apos;m moving; but i go no where,'/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SDkJl6D2KfI/AAAAAAAAAIs/LwfV48HD5Zw/s72-c/Many_Muahs_ID_by_PokoSandiva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-5008756953756151776</id><published>2008-05-19T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T07:47:33.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mixed emotions;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i'll be crying myself to sleep tonight, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-5008756953756151776?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5008756953756151776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=5008756953756151776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/5008756953756151776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/5008756953756151776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/05/mixed-emotions.html' title='mixed emotions;'/><author><name>saree</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-7423105262470800198.post-168628269169850305</id><published>2008-05-18T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T21:03:42.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love like this,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SDD4d_j3BDI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tX64Gldq8wY/s1600-h/Red+and+blue+girl+by+%7EPiou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SDD4d_j3BDI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tX64Gldq8wY/s320/Red+and+blue+girl+by+%7EPiou.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201930763774657586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;guide me to the right way, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;180508;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;i'm just going a bit crazy these days. come to think of it, i've been really tolerant about it. but yesterday i just blew my top and went crazy. yelling and hurling vulgarities at you. i'm extremely sorry. but yeah, at least i got my point known. i hate that ph slut ya? seriously. such a whore. and i don't see the reason why you're treating her so nicely. sorry for bitching with you. but dude, i had enough. because of you, i spent the entire night psycho-ing myself that i hated you. but it still didn't work out right. the day after tomorrow i'll be leaving sg. i pray i die in m'sia. then i won't ever return to this hell hole. sometimes, i really don't see the point in living. with some unreasonable family and a guy who treats me like shit. seriously, sometimes i wonder what the hell am i to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;190508;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;woke up in the morning. the minute i switched on my phone, it was vibrating non-stop. 14 smses received, 6 of which was miss calls. 8 was smses which was sent from 0000 ~ 0730. i guess i wasn't the only miserable one. i'm sorry. but yea, you're right on one thing. you really acted like a jerk. a total jerk. but, despite that, i realized the only reason why i had been tolerating you was because i knew i couldn't do without you. since primary 6 up till now, you're the only guy who've ever scolded me and got away with it scottfree. i'm sorry about yesterday, thanks for still wanting a girlfriend like me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i love you too ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;the sweetest guy in the world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;sarah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-168628269169850305?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/168628269169850305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=168628269169850305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/168628269169850305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/168628269169850305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/05/love-like-this.html' title='love like this,'/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SDD4d_j3BDI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tX64Gldq8wY/s72-c/Red+and+blue+girl+by+%7EPiou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-5739742971475449834</id><published>2008-05-17T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T20:55:44.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Too lazy to explain, overall, i had much fun playing with my nephews. they were so adorable. we held hand in hand, one on my right and one on my left. and they brought me to the play ground. (: they're really so adorable and innocent. if only life could be as simple as what they think it is. i wish, i was a child again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SC-mD_j3BAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/lraZKkjxl1s/s1600-h/17052008%28005%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SC-mD_j3BAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/lraZKkjxl1s/s320/17052008%28005%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201558682167870466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;david, model for a magazine (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SC-mEfj3BBI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ctAXbR-kjGI/s1600-h/17052008%28007%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SC-mEfj3BBI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ctAXbR-kjGI/s320/17052008%28007%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201558690757805074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;he's model material (: my lovely eldest nephew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SC-mEfj3BCI/AAAAAAAAAIc/7R6uS-nvEfk/s1600-h/17052008%28006%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SC-mEfj3BCI/AAAAAAAAAIc/7R6uS-nvEfk/s320/17052008%28006%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201558690757805090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;he's only four this year, really cute and adorable (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SC-mD_j3A_I/AAAAAAAAAIE/ZIO2Eb_XHJA/s1600-h/P17-05-08_19.27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SC-mD_j3A_I/AAAAAAAAAIE/ZIO2Eb_XHJA/s320/P17-05-08_19.27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201558682167870450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;random night time pictures. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SC-lrvj3A6I/AAAAAAAAAHc/bZGysOmhMY4/s1600-h/P17-05-08_22.08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SC-lrvj3A6I/AAAAAAAAAHc/bZGysOmhMY4/s320/P17-05-08_22.08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201558265556042658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Hugh :D he's the chubbiest and the cutest. 3 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SC-lr_j3A7I/AAAAAAAAAHk/jF0fdwZYZOM/s1600-h/P17-05-08_22.09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SC-lr_j3A7I/AAAAAAAAAHk/jF0fdwZYZOM/s320/P17-05-08_22.09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201558269851009970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ryan, 2 years old. his birthday party :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SC-lr_j3A8I/AAAAAAAAAHs/JDx-biofgyY/s1600-h/P17-05-08_22.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SC-lr_j3A8I/AAAAAAAAAHs/JDx-biofgyY/s320/P17-05-08_22.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201558269851009986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ryan, future to be guitarist. :D he loves the guitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SC-lr_j3A9I/AAAAAAAAAH0/p0I9WokWtV8/s1600-h/P17-05-08_22.11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SC-lr_j3A9I/AAAAAAAAAH0/p0I9WokWtV8/s320/P17-05-08_22.11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201558269851010002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Hugh, modeling like a cute boy :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SC-lsPj3A-I/AAAAAAAAAH8/hYQa09jKweM/s1600-h/P17-05-08_22.11%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SC-lsPj3A-I/AAAAAAAAAH8/hYQa09jKweM/s320/P17-05-08_22.11%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201558274145977314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i love my nephews, they're just so adorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;not much pictures, because i forgot to bring my camera, so i took all these with my phone :D lousy quality though. but basically. i love my nephews. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:78%;" &gt;thanks for screwing my day up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;sarah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-5739742971475449834?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5739742971475449834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=5739742971475449834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/5739742971475449834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/5739742971475449834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/05/too-lazy-to-explain-overall-i-had-much.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SC-mD_j3BAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/lraZKkjxl1s/s72-c/17052008%28005%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-8151567135191516941</id><published>2008-05-16T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T00:53:26.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>going mad.</title><content type='html'>today's the last day of school and i have no idea what the hell is wrong of me. i don't know. i just feel, super sad. don't ask me why. okay, i'm in a horrible shitty crappy mood. only going to post one picture of 14/05/08. the rest is pretty stupid. here's the teddy keychain (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SC09Dvj3A5I/AAAAAAAAAHU/rRSYBvEUTtY/s1600-h/P5140153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SC09Dvj3A5I/AAAAAAAAAHU/rRSYBvEUTtY/s320/P5140153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200880279198565266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going mad. what the **** is wrong with me. and now he's calling. but i don't feel like answering. fag. and i just switched off my phone. sometimes, i really hate myself so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contradictory,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-8151567135191516941?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8151567135191516941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=8151567135191516941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>051408, the love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SCrf4_j3A4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/Dyf_F1KJHK4/s1600-h/Happy+Jumping+by+%7EPiou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SCrf4_j3A4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/Dyf_F1KJHK4/s320/Happy+Jumping+by+%7EPiou.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200214889980167042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the world's happiest girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;heehee. today was like, one of the best days of my life. seriously. (: i'll talk more about today tomorrow bah. now i'll go and rest. i think i sprained my leg. i nearly slipped and fell thrice today. but thank goodness i didn't. or i'll be making a fool of myself, again. heehee. thanks for making me feel as if i'm on top of the world right now. thanks for everything :D i had so much fun today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i love you, i really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-8363094469015994838?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8363094469015994838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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hate eating them. anyway, new phrase, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;SO HOT!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;SO SEXAYE!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OH MY EMPRESS!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; :D this thing never fails to make her freak out!! :X then me and stef tay would be arguing. but i tell you hoh. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;empress belongs to me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; one and only me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr i'm going out to somewhere at sometime in someplace and gonna watch some movie. i dno lei. all haven't decide. going to do some last minute decision tmr after school (: hahahaha. i love today. except for the physics part. but ya. i can't wait for biology lessons. can't wait to get that egg which will never break. :x i'm so curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;patience is a virtue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-134175382131282955?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/134175382131282955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=134175382131282955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/134175382131282955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/134175382131282955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/05/and-i-cant-wait-for-tonight-to-be-over.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SCl_Kvj3A3I/AAAAAAAAAHE/SjERCkh9yhg/s72-c/__Blue_BaloOn_2___by_Piou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-3840581879057909060</id><published>2008-05-12T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T01:43:52.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SCgC-fj3A2I/AAAAAAAAAG8/VjXAB5ymGPI/s1600-h/Agony+by+%7Emyst32984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SCgC-fj3A2I/AAAAAAAAAG8/VjXAB5ymGPI/s320/Agony+by+%7Emyst32984.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199409042446287714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;she's the cause of her own sadness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her curiosity left her in her current state. why did she venture into that corner. why didn't she just turn back and leave. why ... there's just so many questions. she saw something she wish she never saw. it makes her heart aches so badly. even though she knows it was over, she still feels heartbroken. sometimes she wonders, if he really did loved her in the beginning. although she knows she already has her guy, she still longs to turn back time, and return to those days whereby, he was still hers. she starts to think of those days, whereby he could've been hers. and now, all she could do was to stare at a picture, of him kissing another girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;why she looks so sad in photographs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-3840581879057909060?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/3840581879057909060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=3840581879057909060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm not going out on monday anymore. and it's really crazy actually... i'm really sad about it. :/ but i guess it can't be helped. he fell sick. hahas... so worried right now. anyway, i have no idea how to do maths homework. neither have i brought home any of my textbooks to do my other homework. that's about it. i'll be posting multiple times today. since i have nothing else to do. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i'm such a dufus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;my newest high score (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/" style="background: transparent url(http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png) no-repeat scroll 0% 50%; display: block; width: 300px; height: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 60px; color: rgb(0, 153, 51); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; font-family: Times New Roman,Arial,serif; font-size: 40px;"&gt;105 words&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/"&gt;Speedtest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;ups&amp;amp;downs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;sarah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-5835669492757761209?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5835669492757761209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=5835669492757761209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/5835669492757761209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/5835669492757761209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-not-going-out-on-monday-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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-7423105262470800198.post-201745188569232615</id><published>2008-05-10T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T19:17:11.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SCZL1hd7ybI/AAAAAAAAAGk/wAJb00HMHIU/s1600-h/Yours_and_Mine_by_limousinekills.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SCZL1hd7ybI/AAAAAAAAAGk/wAJb00HMHIU/s320/Yours_and_Mine_by_limousinekills.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198926202734889394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i love you ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;maybe things really worked out the way i wanted it to. thank you God. for answering my prayers. though it was wrong of me to pray of such a thing. but thanks. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SCZL1xd7ycI/AAAAAAAAAGs/YKJcC-tj7XI/s1600-h/wordsperminute-speedtest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SCZL1xd7ycI/AAAAAAAAAGs/YKJcC-tj7XI/s320/wordsperminute-speedtest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198926207029856706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. 94 words per minute with 2 words wrong ): it could've been 96.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SCZL1xd7ydI/AAAAAAAAAG0/8eDKO8-8gNs/s1600-h/ranking-speedtest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SCZL1xd7ydI/AAAAAAAAAG0/8eDKO8-8gNs/s320/ranking-speedtest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198926207029856722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee. :D heehee. i really wanna improve more and more and more!! and perhaps be ranked among the top 2000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, &lt;b&gt;i love my stef tay and joy lim and liz saat and rest.&lt;/b&gt; (: i love you guys from the bottom of the ocean and to the peak of Mount Everest. heehee. anyway, went out to eat at Ichibanboshi yesterday. i'll upload some pictures some other time.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; i love sashimi.&lt;/span&gt; (: then i bought a new pair of earrings which is really nice and a denim skirt. altogether i only spent 50 dollars (: not bad! I'm exercising &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;self-restriction&lt;/span&gt;. heehee.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: super worried. super upset. perhaps i aint going out on monday. my world's turned upside down in less than a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;i'll be yours, you'll be mine.♥&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-201745188569232615?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/201745188569232615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=201745188569232615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/201745188569232615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/201745188569232615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-love-you-maybe-things-really-worked.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SCZL1hd7ybI/AAAAAAAAAGk/wAJb00HMHIU/s72-c/Yours_and_Mine_by_limousinekills.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-6639042823324735701</id><published>2008-05-09T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T22:01:26.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>everyone leaves, nobody cares.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SCUqIRd7yaI/AAAAAAAAAGc/J7RrKHMWkdM/s1600-h/Agony+by+%7Ekoshermonkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SCUqIRd7yaI/AAAAAAAAAGc/J7RrKHMWkdM/s320/Agony+by+%7Ekoshermonkey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198607666485381538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i fuckin' hate you. and i fuckin' hate loving you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's sick of all these. she doesn't feel like doing anything. she has no mood to do anything. she's living in agony and fear. thinking about her regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Everyone leaves, Nobody cares.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wear my heart on my sleeve, or it'll be crushed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-6639042823324735701?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6639042823324735701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=6639042823324735701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6639042823324735701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6639042823324735701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/05/everyone-leaves-nobody-cares.html' title='everyone leaves, nobody cares.'/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SCUqIRd7yaI/AAAAAAAAAGc/J7RrKHMWkdM/s72-c/Agony+by+%7Ekoshermonkey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-1338912839816415785</id><published>2008-05-09T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T08:19:35.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shit you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SCQYhxd7yZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/XWGjQOG54nc/s1600-h/Mon_Ami_by_PokoSandiva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198306838386035090" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SCQYhxd7yZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/XWGjQOG54nc/s320/Mon_Ami_by_PokoSandiva.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;my life is screwed.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day started off happy. well, the happy feeling never lasted long i guess. i'm in so much trouble right now. thanks joy, liz, stef and li ser for cheering me up. i love you guys. but i guess i just... i'm super worried okay. &lt;s&gt;kao&lt;/s&gt; lah. anyway, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;MHG&lt;/span&gt; doesnt stand for &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;any&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; H&lt;/span&gt;appy &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;irls. i bet it stands for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;anly &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;orny/&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;ot &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;uys. and i realized, MGRocs is no different when compared to National Service.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;fucking&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;screwed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, woman i hate you. i hate you so bad. and to my parents, thanks for screwing my life. sometimes i wonder why you give birth to me, to make my life so difficult and screwed up. its like living in coloured jail. thanks alot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and ruihao, this time, you really set me thinking, if i was your first priority.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;fucked up&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sarah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-1338912839816415785?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1338912839816415785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=1338912839816415785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/1338912839816415785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/1338912839816415785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/05/shit-you.html' title='shit you.'/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SCQYhxd7yZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/XWGjQOG54nc/s72-c/Mon_Ami_by_PokoSandiva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-522474502365958607</id><published>2008-05-07T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T05:17:11.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>070508; iloveyou</title><content type='html'>today was fun :D though it kinda sucked when mrs lee scolded me for inappropriate attire. i think my attire is fine man. anyway, IT was hell fun. the teacher allowed us to do whatever we want :D physics was hell boring like usual. chinese was pretty fun. cos we got to see jeanne act as a duck/goose/idontknow :D ate spaghetti and another bowl of noodles for recess. i'm a pig HAHAHA. then had maths, then bio, then social studies. then stayed back for awhile for project work. that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during biology, it was freakin' funny lah. the experiments and stuffs. we were playing with the visking tubing that looks &lt;strong&gt;SO CUTE&lt;/strong&gt;. :D even alysia agrees. here's a picture to give you guys a refreshed memory of how it looked like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SCGcDYayuSI/AAAAAAAAAGM/EVL1TsP8VL0/s1600-h/Visking+Tubing+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197607026870630690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SCGcDYayuSI/AAAAAAAAAGM/EVL1TsP8VL0/s320/Visking+Tubing+01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;joy's hand; the warped looking object.&lt;br /&gt;liquid - starch &amp;amp; iodine solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee. anyway, after i reached home, i wanted to call joy. but ruihao called. talked on the phone to ruihao for about, 1-2 hours. then i fell asleep. leaving him hanging on the phone. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i am so sorry&lt;/span&gt; :x there was like, this thunderstorm. and then i was all alone in my room, with the music. so please understand. HEEHEE. it was just so tempting to sleep. just had dinner. i think i'll do my zhouji tomorrow. i'm too lazy today. (: &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh, and stef stop being so horny! O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;you're my lover,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sarah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-522474502365958607?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/522474502365958607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=522474502365958607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/522474502365958607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/522474502365958607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/05/070508-iloveyou.html' title='070508; iloveyou'/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SCGcDYayuSI/AAAAAAAAAGM/EVL1TsP8VL0/s72-c/Visking+Tubing+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-2313024430292487395</id><published>2008-05-06T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T01:03:50.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>recollections;020508</title><content type='html'>stef finally finally uploaded the neoprints! :D but she hasn't uploaded the pictures we took at her house on &lt;em&gt;050508&lt;/em&gt;. so i shan't post about the going-to-stef-house incident. here's the neos :D i feel like a kid HAHAHA. oh, but you know. stef was &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;humping&lt;/span&gt; me yesterday man. she's so horny. 24/7 horny. oh my &lt;s&gt;god&lt;/s&gt;. O: and she's trying to steal away &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt; empress&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SCAL9kHOIoI/AAAAAAAAAFs/uqhueFn_iuk/s1600-h/neoprint-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197167122279441026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SCAL9kHOIoI/AAAAAAAAAFs/uqhueFn_iuk/s320/neoprint-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. i &lt;i&gt;kissed&lt;/i&gt; stef :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SCAL90HOIpI/AAAAAAAAAF0/pKlAa5qPQQE/s1600-h/neoprint-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197167126574408338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SCAL90HOIpI/AAAAAAAAAF0/pKlAa5qPQQE/s320/neoprint-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;FLY&lt;/u&gt; people &lt;u&gt;FLY&lt;/u&gt;!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SCAL90HOIqI/AAAAAAAAAF8/RIEiFddSx9M/s1600-h/neoprint-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197167126574408354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SCAL90HOIqI/AAAAAAAAAF8/RIEiFddSx9M/s320/neoprint-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spasticness. :D i look dam &lt;s&gt;retarded&lt;/s&gt;. empress looks super empressy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SCAL-EHOIrI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vfbE-gzSmfI/s1600-h/neoprint-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197167130869375666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SCAL-EHOIrI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vfbE-gzSmfI/s320/neoprint-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;EMPRESS &amp;amp; her WARRIORS.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't put the last one here, because it's too &lt;s&gt;revealing&lt;/s&gt; -.-"&lt;br /&gt;The end. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today was hell fun!! firstly, home economics. me and soph was supposedly suppose to make chicken stew, but we both had no idea what is stew :D and then while the thingy was cooking, she told me to smell the &lt;s&gt;NICENICE&lt;/s&gt; aroma. conversation goes as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;soph: "smell it! it smells good! and it looks appropriate!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sarah: *sniffs* "soph i can only smell a gas leak. i only smell gas lei."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;soph: "really!! the stew smells real real real good!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sarah: *looks under pot* "soph the fire aint on but the gas is on -.-!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;soph: "omg!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love love love the presentation for literature. it was super fun. :D especially the part whereby me and li ser kept shaking our heads and giving miss maudie and scout the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;what-the-hell-are-you-saying&lt;/span&gt; look. (: i was super freaked though, mrs lee called soph out and i thought i heard my name. but maybe i didn't. and then a prefect somemore? i was super super scared she'd book me for my hairstyle &gt;.&lt; i have nearly enough points to go to detention. i'm too lazy to do my zhouji. maybe i shall do it tomorrow. (: &lt;color="#ff0000"&gt;2 cute guys&lt;/span&gt; O: they're certainly not from singapore, japan or korea, i suppose. (: they kept smiling. nice people. haha. and they sat behind me :X i think one of them poked my pony tail -.-" anyway, i'm beginning to think life ain't so bad afterall. constantly improving, slowly but surely.&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; i know my identity&lt;/span&gt;, and i ain't gonna let anybody tell me who i am anymore. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;a glimpse of heaven,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-2313024430292487395?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2313024430292487395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=2313024430292487395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/2313024430292487395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/2313024430292487395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/05/recollections-020508.html' title='recollections;&lt;i&gt;020508&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SCAL9kHOIoI/AAAAAAAAAFs/uqhueFn_iuk/s72-c/neoprint-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-7321703137612525847</id><published>2008-05-04T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T06:25:53.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SB23HEHOInI/AAAAAAAAAFk/CMA-qL_EZVA/s1600-h/kittens_are_girls_best_friends_by_Kiss_my_lips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196510877046415986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SB23HEHOInI/AAAAAAAAAFk/CMA-qL_EZVA/s320/kittens_are_girls_best_friends_by_Kiss_my_lips.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;blue kitten eyes are the love.♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the girl's spoilt. the girl's desperate. the girl's such a bitch. well, she thanks him for telling her those things. cos if he never did. she'd never be able to find out who's her real friends. and who aren't. bastard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;i ain't gonna give a &lt;s&gt;damn&lt;/s&gt; bout what you said. &lt;s&gt;asshole&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she thanks him for being by her side, she loves him to bits. and he's &lt;u&gt;the best guy in her world&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ILOVEYOU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;virtual mwahs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;virtual mwahs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; fake kisses made online to friends and loved ones. used to glue them back together, and to make them smile. to fix people that has baozha and become sot. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-7321703137612525847?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7321703137612525847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=7321703137612525847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/7321703137612525847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/7321703137612525847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/05/blue-kitten-eyes-are-love.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SB23HEHOInI/AAAAAAAAAFk/CMA-qL_EZVA/s72-c/kittens_are_girls_best_friends_by_Kiss_my_lips.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-4153109500363539317</id><published>2008-05-03T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T03:35:30.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;020508;&lt;/u&gt; the day i prayed for merciful death, the day i had a lot of fun. :D well, life science was wonderufully easy. it was a easy A1. but chemistry was a killer. i &lt;s&gt;swear&lt;/s&gt; i died. resting in failure. both me and empress ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after exams, went out with cheryl sng, empress, stef tay and li ser :D i &lt;s&gt;swear&lt;/s&gt; it was so fun i'm dying to go out with them again okay. and this is exceptionally rare. because empress rarely goes out. considering how lazy that woman is. li ser went home to change first, while empress stef tay and i went to cheryl's house. i swear, its dam pretty. but her rm was super warm that everyone was snatching for the fan :X stef, liser and empress was so chio lah. then cheryl sng was so shuai i tell you. handsome girl :D sounds &lt;s&gt;freakin'&lt;/s&gt; wrong. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, stef and i took a cab, while cheryl and empress took a bus. so retarded lah. if we shared the cost, i wouldn't be so broke now ): so stef and i ended up waiting for them for like a long long time at cineleisure before they finally arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate lunch at kfc, talked bout calories and some other gossips. then went to watch the movie &lt;u&gt;Hottie the Nottie&lt;/u&gt;. its so scandalous lah. but the guy is hot man. not the main actor. the... dentist guy that went to harvord. and the ending was pretty abrupt. but overall, its a funny show :D walked around cine, then taka, then wisma, and had no time to go to plaza sing. haiyoyo. oh and we also took neoprints at cine :D heeheehee. &lt;strong&gt;*stef tay u better hand the scans over*&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;RAWR&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oh, and i thought i saw somebody else i knew at cineleisure&lt;/span&gt; :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then later we all had to rush home. because cheryl's parents scolded her. and she had to go home by 7:45p.m. So we took 171 from wisma. and those 2 monkeys arh. cheryl and stefanie. swung around the bus like two strands of maggie noodle. i swear man. it was SO embarrassing. and i pretended not to know them :D then li ser got off first, followed by stef. then me and emp alighted at the same bus stop as cheryl. and we strolled to her house. while she dashed home. because it was already 7:40p.m. that sight was super funny. i swear. it was incredible i managed to keep empress out for soo long. HAHAHAHA. spent money like water. i came home with $0 in my purse. zero. &lt;u&gt;cheero&lt;/u&gt;. kapeesh? here are some pictures :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBwU-kHOIjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/U_h-f56vykc/s1600-h/ME&amp;amp;EMP+8pm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196051135157117490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBwU-kHOIjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/U_h-f56vykc/s320/ME%26EMP+8pm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and empress at 8p.m. highest record with her so far :D this woman is a &lt;b&gt;rare specimen&lt;/b&gt;. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBwU-0HOIkI/AAAAAAAAAFM/WZozDOZ8jaE/s1600-h/SHADOWS+emp&amp;amp;me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196051139452084802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBwU-0HOIkI/AAAAAAAAAFM/WZozDOZ8jaE/s320/SHADOWS+emp%26me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shadows O: can't really see much. but emp is on the left. i'm on the right. walking back to the bus stop to take bus go home. hahahaa. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBwU-0HOIlI/AAAAAAAAAFU/kdY8MGTP-c0/s1600-h/me&amp;amp;emp+espirit.bright.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196051139452084818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBwU-0HOIlI/AAAAAAAAAFU/kdY8MGTP-c0/s320/me%26emp+espirit.bright.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;empsaat &amp;amp; me with the espirit caps :D they were &lt;b&gt;smoking&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;hot&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBwU_EHOImI/AAAAAAAAAFc/lpVNmNfy_6Y/s1600-h/cap+spasticness.bright.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196051143747052130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBwU_EHOImI/AAAAAAAAAFc/lpVNmNfy_6Y/s320/cap+spasticness.bright.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;empsaat and me. cap spasticness :D emp looks &lt;i&gt;pissed&lt;/i&gt; at my childishness :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; more pictures to come in the future. cos stef haven't sent me the scans &gt;.&lt; i look forward to get the scan of the neoprint which says "empress and her warriors". that crazy trailer. i swear i'm gonna watch it. for empress's sake :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@charlene: hey newly-aquired girlfriend :DD i love you baby. HAHAHAHA. omgwtfbbqxzxz!! O: . what's getting into me :x hope we never break up ya?! and no flirting you hear!! ): or this boyfriend will become so sad he'll suicide. SUICIDE. i'll suicide for your heart. HAHAHAHA. madness. bestie/girlfriend; you're the bestgirl in the world :D cheer up lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...(\ /)......(\_/)........(|_/)....&lt;br /&gt;...( . .)....(O.o).......(X.O)......&lt;br /&gt;C('')('')....'(_ ._)'...&lt;(¨ &lt; )...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a million reasons, i trust you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-4153109500363539317?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4153109500363539317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=4153109500363539317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/4153109500363539317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/4153109500363539317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/05/020508-day-i-prayed-for-merciful-death.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBwU-kHOIjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/U_h-f56vykc/s72-c/ME%26EMP+8pm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-7684513171016443298</id><published>2008-05-01T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T03:25:53.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>across the world;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBmal0HOIiI/AAAAAAAAAE8/lMEWDbyGv34/s1600-h/Dreaming_by_PokoSandiva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195353619583345186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBmal0HOIiI/AAAAAAAAAE8/lMEWDbyGv34/s320/Dreaming_by_PokoSandiva.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. my fern is going to die. story goes, the wind blew, curtain flew, bottle flew, piak. and then the plant flew out of the nutrient agar, and crashed against the cap of the bottle ): i'm super worried. i hope my plant survives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's horrible. i'm in no mood to study. more likely in the mood to sleep. i think i'll just fail my subjects. i don't give a damn anymore. D: it wasn't my fault i wasn't in sch when mrs lam taught plant biotechnology. i have NO idea what's going on. seriously. and my brain will NEVER take in ANYTHING i do NOT understand. ): i'm so going to fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't started on chemistry either. and i'm not sure about memorizing the negative ions. i just can't. my brain's screwed. so screwed. i'm just, really worried right now. not only about the plant. someone dear to me is ill. and refuses to go see a doctor. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fake a smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-7684513171016443298?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7684513171016443298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=7684513171016443298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/7684513171016443298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/7684513171016443298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/05/across-world.html' title='across the world;'/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBmal0HOIiI/AAAAAAAAAE8/lMEWDbyGv34/s72-c/Dreaming_by_PokoSandiva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-8861179866238031065</id><published>2008-04-30T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T01:01:05.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>make the headlines.</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;fuck&lt;/s&gt;. i hate the exams period. ): somehow i know studies should be priority ONE. but somehow, i just can't seem to concentrate. my mind keeps drifting off. i'm seriously having &lt;i&gt;attention deficit&lt;/i&gt;. i need a councellor. i think. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, today it was total FUNNess :D the biology teacher wasn't so scary like i thought she would be :p though i refrained from telling her my blog URL because i figured there's too much vulgarities here. D: sorry people, and i just realized i started this post with a vulgar word. ): i've been losing my sanity recently. real bad.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBgk6kHOIdI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ND59Yfvh0LE/s1600-h/stef+tay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194942758716842450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBgk6kHOIdI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ND59Yfvh0LE/s320/stef+tay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stefanie love :D i ain't putting the &lt;s&gt;embarrassing&lt;/s&gt; ballet pose up LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBgk6kHOIeI/AAAAAAAAAEc/rPaw148UXkg/s1600-h/empsaat+is+SO+going+to+kill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194942758716842466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBgk6kHOIeI/AAAAAAAAAEc/rPaw148UXkg/s320/empsaat+is+SO+going+to+kill.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;empress is &lt;b&gt;SO&lt;/b&gt; going to kill me. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBgk6kHOIfI/AAAAAAAAAEk/rD6d6iVp3Jc/s1600-h/evangeline+SHY!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194942758716842482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBgk6kHOIfI/AAAAAAAAAEk/rD6d6iVp3Jc/s320/evangeline+SHY!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;managed to caught hold of evangeline. aww. evan is shy ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBgk60HOIgI/AAAAAAAAAEs/jYQeWwqB3pw/s1600-h/reflections!+me,stef,emp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194942763011809794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBgk60HOIgI/AAAAAAAAAEs/jYQeWwqB3pw/s320/reflections!+me,stef,emp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;EMP&lt;/u&gt;saat&amp;amp;&lt;u&gt;STEF&lt;/u&gt;tay&amp;amp;&lt;u&gt;SARAH&lt;/u&gt;sim. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBgk60HOIhI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_bB5SwBrQ78/s1600-h/reflections!+me,stef,empress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194942763011809810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBgk60HOIhI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_bB5SwBrQ78/s320/reflections!+me,stef,empress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TheEnd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realized i've only got 8 days for him only. okay, make that 6 days. 2 days will be used to pack my luggage. okay. wait, make that 3 days. half of the time i'd be shopping or he'll be busy with is own thing. ): hais... what a hectic schedule. this is horrible. oh, and i think that &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;JONAS BROTHERS ARE HOT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;when you look me in the eyes;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-8861179866238031065?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8861179866238031065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=8861179866238031065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/8861179866238031065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/8861179866238031065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/make-headlines.html' title='make the headlines.'/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBgk6kHOIdI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ND59Yfvh0LE/s72-c/stef+tay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-9000502424986512632</id><published>2008-04-29T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T03:11:14.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBbxfUHOIcI/AAAAAAAAAEM/gbN-A_o9WGs/s1600-h/Mon_Ami_III_by_PokoSandiva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194604740495679938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBbxfUHOIcI/AAAAAAAAAEM/gbN-A_o9WGs/s320/Mon_Ami_III_by_PokoSandiva.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;finally lost it.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yessum. i've finally lost it. :D now lets talk TKAMB talk. ya'll down yonder'. whaddahell do ya'll think ya doin' ya stinkin' &lt;s&gt;fleabags&lt;/s&gt;. okay. i suck at TKAMB talk. i can't do it. eeeew. yupyup. joy's trying to rebuild my confidence ): so so so so sad. yupper. &lt;b&gt;empress&lt;/b&gt; has &lt;u&gt;SUBSTANCE&lt;/u&gt;. while &lt;b&gt;sarah&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;NO SUBSTANCE&lt;/u&gt;. so i'm super emotional about it. don't rub it in. i'll start to tear. ): i'm the &lt;i&gt;sister of a &lt;s&gt;lecture pad&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. D: this is getting more and more saddening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, during physics we went over to the library to do our literature script :D some super irritating primary school kids. seriously. they've got their own library. so why can't they get dah hell outta our library. no offence. playing catching in the library is so restricted. for goodness sake lah please. don't be so noisy can. and for pschool kids. &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;PLEASE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; let us use the computers when we need to do our project. cos &lt;i&gt;1) you aint suppose to be in here in the first place,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; 2) we're older.&lt;/b&gt; so yup :D and don't act like a fool. saying you're a sec 2 is completely stupid. its &lt;u&gt;obvious&lt;/u&gt; you're a pschooler. ==" (hope no pschooler gets offended in the process of reading :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after we finished with the script, we watched some blonde making a fool of herself? okay she was like. dead stupid. she kept on saying like.. " &lt;b&gt;I PERSONALLY BELIEVE&lt;/b&gt; ... ..." then people dying already. she still talk on the phone tell the hospital nurses " &lt;b&gt;I PERSONALLY BELIEVE&lt;/b&gt; ... blood... limbs... " so retarded lah. and the person was dying while she made her &lt;s&gt;crap&lt;/s&gt; speech. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;switched on the aircon throughout the entire house. so &lt;u&gt;warm&lt;/u&gt; lah. whassup with the really humid weather. &lt;s&gt;driving me &lt;b&gt;crazy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/s&gt; i can't wait for IT tomorrow. its gonna be so fun :D and and and, i haven't studied for anything. &lt;u&gt;i'm so screwed.&lt;/u&gt; HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nevermore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-9000502424986512632?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/9000502424986512632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=9000502424986512632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/9000502424986512632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/9000502424986512632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/finally-lost-it.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBbxfUHOIcI/AAAAAAAAAEM/gbN-A_o9WGs/s72-c/Mon_Ami_III_by_PokoSandiva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-5821412504525246088</id><published>2008-04-28T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T01:43:05.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBWM20HOIbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/g0orPra7ipk/s1600-h/Surplus_Work_Deprived_of_Sleep_by_slipknaughty7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBWM20HOIbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/g0orPra7ipk/s320/Surplus_Work_Deprived_of_Sleep_by_slipknaughty7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194212618571489714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. that person in there is so not me. but yah. got my point across. deprived is the feeling i'm feeling now. haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-5821412504525246088?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5821412504525246088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=5821412504525246088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/5821412504525246088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/5821412504525246088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBWM20HOIbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/g0orPra7ipk/s72-c/Surplus_Work_Deprived_of_Sleep_by_slipknaughty7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-6737198718637223540</id><published>2008-04-27T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T07:54:14.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday dad; 27/04</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBSNE0HOIaI/AAAAAAAAAD8/d6oQV235Ofo/s1600-h/edit.P4270034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193931384112947618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBSNE0HOIaI/AAAAAAAAAD8/d6oQV235Ofo/s200/edit.P4270034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;LIST OF EVENTS 27/04/08:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;places i went to: wisma, orchard cine, taka, paragon, west coast.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people i talked to: ruihao, dajie, dad, mum, ivan, cherie&lt;br /&gt;Places i ate at: takashimaya salmon n chips. jack's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;bought a dress from &lt;u&gt;ZARA&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;bought black cardigan from &lt;u&gt;Cotton ON&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;bought white cardigan from &lt;u&gt;Cotton ON&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;bought accessories from &lt;u&gt;Diva&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;deprived of:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;shorts from &lt;u&gt;ZARA&lt;/u&gt;: $59.90&lt;br /&gt;skirt from &lt;u&gt;Top Shop&lt;/u&gt;: $63&lt;br /&gt;skirt from &lt;u&gt;Espirit&lt;/u&gt;: $89.90&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reasons for not buying: &lt;b&gt;pok&lt;/b&gt; liao. no money :D couldnt find my credit card either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;happy birthday dad.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; iloveyou. :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a sense of lonliness, a feeling of abandonment. a soaring pain. a scorched heart. the presence of emptiness. the belonging of solitude. you ain't the only one feeling like that. please, lets just get over this together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;shoppingfrantic;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-6737198718637223540?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6737198718637223540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=6737198718637223540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6737198718637223540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6737198718637223540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday-dad-2704.html' title='happy birthday dad; 27/04'/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBSNE0HOIaI/AAAAAAAAAD8/d6oQV235Ofo/s72-c/edit.P4270034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-1144533924919432884</id><published>2008-04-26T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:17:44.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBM4IkHOIZI/AAAAAAAAAD0/2ZQegysVJn4/s1600-h/Him_and_I___by_stars_fall_down.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193556515072385426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBM4IkHOIZI/AAAAAAAAAD0/2ZQegysVJn4/s320/Him_and_I___by_stars_fall_down.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gave up on studies. unable to concentrate in school. with exams around the corner. she's still thinking about cardigans and accessories. what the hell is wrong with her. like someone once told her. where's her priorities. she wonders what's up with her. she's changing. she know she is. so stop telling her all those shit. even she don't know what's happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell is wrong with her. usually she wouldn't be feeling this way. the guilt the pain. in every way. she feel as if she's totally at fault now. the guy has a girlfriend. for goodness sake. just get the fuck out of his way. and everything will be okay. she has her guy. he has his gal. the end. lived happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;she still wants his embrace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-1144533924919432884?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1144533924919432884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=1144533924919432884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/1144533924919432884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/1144533924919432884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/gave-up-on-studies.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBM4IkHOIZI/AAAAAAAAAD0/2ZQegysVJn4/s72-c/Him_and_I___by_stars_fall_down.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-7170529648837326537</id><published>2008-04-25T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T05:59:29.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fashion disaster; screwed up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBHT0UHOIYI/AAAAAAAAADs/PusImouV8No/s1600-h/Color_by_Crissey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193164741040546178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBHT0UHOIYI/AAAAAAAAADs/PusImouV8No/s320/Color_by_Crissey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'm dead pissed off with some women in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;first woman&lt;/u&gt;, yo. excuse me missy. stop giving me that attitude. who the hell do you think you are. is it my damn fault i didn't know about it. stop acting all high and mighty in front of me. slut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;second woman&lt;/u&gt;, what's ur goddamn problem. i go out also got anything to do with you meh? the people i go out with got anything to do with you meh? say what, why i go out with my friends? i feel like it cannot meh? i want to cannot meh? i don't like staying at home and feeling fuck lonely everyday cannot meh? and i don't think its a fucking crime to go out and shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;third woman&lt;/u&gt;, yo bitch. get a serious life. say what? i must be more responsible? more whaaat? say i blur? blur cannot arh? you never make mistakes in your life before meh? if you say yes, then so be it. whatever. bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i HATE you bitches. all three of you. hypocrites. sluts. whores. get a life for god sake. oh, and mind your own business. you bitches are more unreasonable than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;** anyone know a nice place to buy cardigans and shorts tell me :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss bitch who just had a bitchfit.&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-7170529648837326537?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7170529648837326537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=7170529648837326537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/7170529648837326537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/7170529648837326537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/fashion-disaster-screwed-up.html' title='fashion disaster; screwed up.'/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SBHT0UHOIYI/AAAAAAAAADs/PusImouV8No/s72-c/Color_by_Crissey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-7950463677673642816</id><published>2008-04-20T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T21:53:44.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love is like maths, just a bit more complicated.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SAwdnqULNcI/AAAAAAAAADk/WHOAchAZzwc/s1600-h/I_will_be_kid_forever_by_Urshastarx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191557037662352834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SAwdnqULNcI/AAAAAAAAADk/WHOAchAZzwc/s320/I_will_be_kid_forever_by_Urshastarx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Count backwards from 100&lt;br /&gt;Subtract the tears you cried&lt;br /&gt;Divide it by your heartaches&lt;br /&gt;Then multiply by your lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you find the square rout,&lt;br /&gt;Of the problem at hand?&lt;br /&gt;Long division and empty promises&lt;br /&gt;Are high in demand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t make mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Subtract one last time&lt;br /&gt;Your heart can’t take another throw back&lt;br /&gt;Now your left with nothing but a shallow mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp;myheartkeepsbleeding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-7950463677673642816?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7950463677673642816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=7950463677673642816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/7950463677673642816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/7950463677673642816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/love-is-like-maths-just-bit-more.html' title='love is like maths, just a bit more complicated.'/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SAwdnqULNcI/AAAAAAAAADk/WHOAchAZzwc/s72-c/I_will_be_kid_forever_by_Urshastarx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-6250234078918363328</id><published>2008-04-18T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T23:06:14.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;amp;ilovemyfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;liser&lt;/b&gt;: thanks lovely (: and the stomachache one, no prob. haha. i was half-dead anyway. needed to go sickbay too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;alex&lt;/b&gt;: thanks. ((: love ya man. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;jeanne&lt;/b&gt;: oi miss, i no pmc. and i'm dying at home. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;stef&lt;/b&gt;: love u man!! and you're chio :D hahaha. i'm ugly like *toot*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;haras&lt;/i&gt;: uh, that's my name in backwards. mind using ur real name? ): but thanks for the encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might not be going to school on monday and tuesday. i'm really dying. i wanna change school. i'm sick of all these nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-6250234078918363328?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6250234078918363328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=6250234078918363328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6250234078918363328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6250234078918363328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/liser-thanks-lovely-and-stomachache-one.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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-7423105262470800198.post-5794188472251582652</id><published>2008-04-18T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T00:09:34.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>everything's moving downwards</title><content type='html'>to the hacker that hacked my account, you're the lamest ass in history. so immature it gives me goose bumps. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-5794188472251582652?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5794188472251582652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=5794188472251582652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/5794188472251582652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/5794188472251582652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/everythings-moving-downwards.html' title='everything&apos;s moving downwards'/><author><name>saree</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-7423105262470800198.post-9184874431844968421</id><published>2008-04-17T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T04:28:26.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SAczh7tPyhI/AAAAAAAAADc/iLreQzrDwl4/s1600-h/I_heart_by_Urshastarx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190173753623955986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SAczh7tPyhI/AAAAAAAAADc/iLreQzrDwl4/s320/I_heart_by_Urshastarx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fever went crazy overnight. shot up to 39.4. but now it decreased to 38.8. de amount of pills i've to take at one go is driving me crazy too. managed to sneak on the computer. though i'll only be on for awhile. my headache is killing me. and i've totally lost my voice. you could say the reason to why i'm always ill is kinda stupid. that's about all i'll be sayin' today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i'll be taking PFT alone because i'm missing school for this entire week. and that fat geog teacher, she gets on my nerves. i don't feel good not being able to talk ): i feel like a mute. my mum's afraid i'll become stupid because of my high fever. so she constantly asks me what's my name. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ran out of things to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-9184874431844968421?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/9184874431844968421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=9184874431844968421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/9184874431844968421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/9184874431844968421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-fever-went-crazy-overnight.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SAczh7tPyhI/AAAAAAAAADc/iLreQzrDwl4/s72-c/I_heart_by_Urshastarx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-1010894613944061857</id><published>2008-04-16T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T03:47:52.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dragged the memories down the hall</title><content type='html'>i feel horrible. i feel horribly sick. had insomnia last night. i couldn't sleep. and i just didn't know what to say. fought again. it was my fault, i guess. shouldn't have angered him. it's all my fault. always my fault. i'll try to change. but i wonder if anybody will find contentment in the new 'me'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;160408. it happens again. feeling down, feeling as if i am carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders. you most probably be wondering, what's a sick girl with 39.2 degrees fever not seeing a doctor but posting. oh well, post-ed. done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel like puking. if there's anymore. call me. though i most likely have no more voice to talk to you. (: that's about it. and. i feel as if my life is going downwards. everything ain't going smoothly for me. having to miss pft... and retaking alone... that's hell. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thanks for visiting me. even though i was kidding about wanting you to come...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp;iwonderificangetthisheartrunningagain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-1010894613944061857?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1010894613944061857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=1010894613944061857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/1010894613944061857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/1010894613944061857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/dragged-memories-down-hall.html' title='&lt;i&gt;dragged the memories down the hall&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>saree</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-7423105262470800198.post-6708181647321232795</id><published>2008-04-15T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T02:06:13.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUSHI is the LOVE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SARv1LtPycI/AAAAAAAAAC0/DgrwetlOVTs/s1600-h/friends_by_romanticAlina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SARv1LtPycI/AAAAAAAAAC0/DgrwetlOVTs/s320/friends_by_romanticAlina.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189395630103972290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up with my eyes sore from last night. was pretty late for school. ate my favo tuna bread for my breakfast :D i love my bed. i really i do. its the only place ever so comfortable. the only place wbereby i let out all my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm utterly shocked. today &lt;b&gt;i broke 2 needles for two sewing machines in &lt;b&gt;ONE&lt;/b&gt; go.&lt;/b&gt; how horrible ): and chinese test was super super hard and so was maths!! ): so many careless mistakes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but other than that, i'm pretty happy i managed to finished my pencil case. just that i haven't finished my design brief :D i plan to do it later on at night. hahaha. and maybe i'll go for a short run :D if it doesnt rain, that is. lol. i nearly got booked today for wearing old mg shorts out of mg with my nike track shoes :X but joy saved me! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then walked to kap, ate some stuffs. and man i stink with sweat! O: i ate mcflurry with extra oreo while joy ate mcchicken and milo. and then we decided to get those lovely lovely sushi(s) at cold storage. man. they were GOOD. i love the egg one. oh the egg one is the LOVE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;learnt a new word!! :D &lt;u&gt;blasphemy&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;i&gt;a feeling of deprivation of a sacred character. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;i don't know why but, somehow i like this word alot (: and, i still can't believe i broke two needles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you got a hold over me;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-6708181647321232795?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6708181647321232795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=6708181647321232795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6708181647321232795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6708181647321232795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/sushi-is-love.html' title='&lt;b&gt;SUSHI&lt;/b&gt; is the &lt;u&gt;LOVE&lt;/u&gt;!'/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SARv1LtPycI/AAAAAAAAAC0/DgrwetlOVTs/s72-c/friends_by_romanticAlina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-6206101329478583280</id><published>2008-04-14T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T02:05:52.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>looking back - 14/04/08</title><content type='html'>today was a horrible day. it started out horrible. i woke up feeling suffocated. then i had a &lt;b&gt;bad gastric attack&lt;/b&gt;. then i struggled my way to school. and realized i was pretty late. then i managed to catch hold of liz and then followed her to chapel. during chapel, i have no idea how, my right lense flipped and went up. so i skipped the entire of assembly, and &lt;u&gt;spent my time in the toilet&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;i&gt;with a sore eye&lt;/i&gt;. then when i reached back, tell you man, chapel today was boring. but pretty cool. then i felt pretty happy when i got the bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the minute i entered my classroom, i &lt;i&gt;got scolded by my geog teacher like &lt;u&gt;fuck&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. after the scolding, was history - BOREDOM. then it was maths, whereby i found myself getting the hang of linear graphs. :D that's good. but after that, there was LA and HCL. i was told my laoshi tmr got this &lt;u&gt;BIGBIGBIGBIGBIG chinese exam&lt;/u&gt;. like wdh? seriously. im so dead. and there's &lt;u&gt;maths test&lt;/u&gt; tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, i was told to stay back to compile the powerpoint of the group people. then like, some people didnt do their powerpoint? and i spent my time waiting for them? frankly speaking i really hated it. cos i spent time and effort doing my powerpoint yesterday. and here they are wasting my time doing theirs. im being really frank. &lt;b&gt;I HATE IT.&lt;/b&gt; (: so i wasted time there, and missed my bus. and had to wait for like, 30~40 minutes, and ended up in a dam crowded bus. by the time i got home, sudden heavy downpour. and now i'm freakin' soaked. am i unlucky or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ihatetodaylikewaddafuck&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-6206101329478583280?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6206101329478583280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=6206101329478583280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6206101329478583280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6206101329478583280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/looking-back-140408.html' title='looking back - 14/04/08'/><author><name>saree</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-7423105262470800198.post-2981780735912628500</id><published>2008-04-14T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T02:07:48.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Over You - Christ Daughtry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SAMcPbtPybI/AAAAAAAAACs/WT48eV5Jy3w/s1600-h/Love_is_by_dodoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189022247122094514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SAMcPbtPybI/AAAAAAAAACs/WT48eV5Jy3w/s320/Love_is_by_dodoy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{ Over You - Chris Daughtry }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's all said and done&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe you were the one&lt;br /&gt;To build me up and tear me down&lt;br /&gt;Like an old abandoned house&lt;br /&gt;What you said when you left&lt;br /&gt;Just left me cold and out of breath&lt;br /&gt;I felt as if I was in way to deep&lt;br /&gt;Guess I let you get the best of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I never saw it coming&lt;br /&gt;I should have started running&lt;br /&gt;A long, long time agooo!&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;br /&gt;More than you, more than you know&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly getting closure&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's really over&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally getting better&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm picking up the pieces&lt;br /&gt;From spending all of these years&lt;br /&gt;Putting my heart back together&lt;br /&gt;Cause the day I thought I'd never get through&lt;br /&gt;I got over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took a hammer to these walls&lt;br /&gt;Dragged the memories down the hall&lt;br /&gt;Packed your bags and walked away&lt;br /&gt;There was nothing I could say,&lt;br /&gt;And when you slammed the front door shut&lt;br /&gt;A lot of other's opened up&lt;br /&gt;So did my eyes so I could see&lt;br /&gt;That you never were the best for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I never saw it coming&lt;br /&gt;I should have started running&lt;br /&gt;A long, long time agooo.&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;br /&gt;More than you, more than you know&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly getting closure&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's really over&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally getting better&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm picking up the pieces&lt;br /&gt;From spending all of these years&lt;br /&gt;Putting my heart back together&lt;br /&gt;Cause the day I thought I'd never get through&lt;br /&gt;I got over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never saw it coming&lt;br /&gt;I should have started running&lt;br /&gt;A long, long time agooo&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I never saw it coming&lt;br /&gt;I should have started running&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally getting better&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm picking up the pieces&lt;br /&gt;From spending all of these years&lt;br /&gt;Putting my heart back together&lt;br /&gt;And I got over you. (x3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day I thought I'd never get through&lt;br /&gt;I got over you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-2981780735912628500?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2981780735912628500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=2981780735912628500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/2981780735912628500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/2981780735912628500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/over-you-christ-daughtry.html' title='Over You - Christ Daughtry'/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SAMcPbtPybI/AAAAAAAAACs/WT48eV5Jy3w/s72-c/Love_is_by_dodoy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-1260085823860225382</id><published>2008-04-12T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T20:17:49.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happiest girl in the world;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SAF6QLtPyaI/AAAAAAAAACk/U25kAwcNvXA/s1600-h/you_make_me_smile____by_blind_kid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SAF6QLtPyaI/AAAAAAAAACk/U25kAwcNvXA/s320/you_make_me_smile____by_blind_kid.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188562664146586018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studies doesn't matter, homework doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my aunt came over today. and gosh i love her :D its been ages since i've seen her. i love her i love her &lt;b&gt;I LOVE HER!&lt;/b&gt; early in the morning i woke up feeling warm and fuzzy. because i dreamt of something really sweet like honey. i feel like the happiest girl in the &lt;u&gt;WORLD!&lt;/u&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day i thought i'd never get through, i got over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-1260085823860225382?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1260085823860225382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=1260085823860225382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/1260085823860225382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/1260085823860225382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/happiest-girl-in-world.html' title='happiest girl in the world;'/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SAF6QLtPyaI/AAAAAAAAACk/U25kAwcNvXA/s72-c/you_make_me_smile____by_blind_kid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-7663189628674451843</id><published>2008-04-12T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T05:46:39.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>music was my first love;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SACvG7qKNwI/AAAAAAAAACc/SPQO8QFXPBE/s1600-h/MUSIC_WAS_MY_FIRST_LOVE_by_xemotearzx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SACvG7qKNwI/AAAAAAAAACc/SPQO8QFXPBE/s320/MUSIC_WAS_MY_FIRST_LOVE_by_xemotearzx.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188339304359409410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Broken Heart – Motion City Soundtrack]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll start this broken heart&lt;br /&gt;I’ll fix it up so it will work again&lt;br /&gt;Better than before&lt;br /&gt;Then I’ll star in a mystery&lt;br /&gt;A tragic tale of all that’s yet to come&lt;br /&gt;Fingers crossed there will be love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I get carried away with every day&lt;br /&gt;And every fantasy&lt;br /&gt;the deeper the wound,&lt;br /&gt;the harder I swoon and wish that that was me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to say&lt;br /&gt;But no words to convey&lt;br /&gt;The loneliness building with each passing day&lt;br /&gt;But I’m getting used to it, you have to get used to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll devise the best disguise&lt;br /&gt;A brand new look and take them by surprise&lt;br /&gt;They’ll never guess what’s not inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll express myself with ease,&lt;br /&gt;With confidence and character complete&lt;br /&gt;With fingers crossed they’ll talk to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I get carried away with every page&lt;br /&gt;In every magazine&lt;br /&gt;The cheaper the thrill&lt;br /&gt;the deeper I fill my head with blasphemy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to say&lt;br /&gt;But No words to convey&lt;br /&gt;The loneliness building with each passing day&lt;br /&gt;But I’m getting used to it, you have to get used to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll destroy this useless heart&lt;br /&gt;I’ll f**k it up so it’ll never beat again&lt;br /&gt;Not just for me but for anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I get carried away&lt;br /&gt;with every phrase and made up melody&lt;br /&gt;The longer I hide behind these lies,&lt;br /&gt;The more I disintegrate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to say&lt;br /&gt;But no words to convey&lt;br /&gt;The loneliness building with each passing day&lt;br /&gt;But I never get used to it, you just have to live with it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-7663189628674451843?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7663189628674451843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=7663189628674451843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/7663189628674451843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/7663189628674451843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/music-was-my-first-love.html' title='music was my first love;'/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/SACvG7qKNwI/AAAAAAAAACc/SPQO8QFXPBE/s72-c/MUSIC_WAS_MY_FIRST_LOVE_by_xemotearzx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-3362480107446171176</id><published>2008-04-10T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T03:38:43.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes i just feel utterly neglected;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/R_3s6bqKNvI/AAAAAAAAACU/aiickMf8rWM/s1600-h/Speak_up___by_Urshastarx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187562834401834738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/R_3s6bqKNvI/AAAAAAAAACU/aiickMf8rWM/s320/Speak_up___by_Urshastarx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall try to be more optimistic :D today was &lt;i&gt;a pretty nice day&lt;/i&gt;. (: except for early-morning-wake-up-call part, the sudden chinese test, the draining geog lesson, the crazy-project-work part, the completely wonderful maths that just leaves me speechless, and the heavy rain. and the studying part for the history test. and the walking-in-the-rain part and about-to-catch-a-cold part. okay, forget it. today was &lt;b&gt;a horrible day.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;THE END.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i wish those were lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-3362480107446171176?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/3362480107446171176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=3362480107446171176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/3362480107446171176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/3362480107446171176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/sometimes-i-just-feel-utterly-neglected.html' title='&lt;u&gt;sometimes i just feel &lt;b&gt;utterly&lt;/b&gt; neglected;&lt;/u&gt;'/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/R_3s6bqKNvI/AAAAAAAAACU/aiickMf8rWM/s72-c/Speak_up___by_Urshastarx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-7329592430977412341</id><published>2008-04-09T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T02:17:31.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>custard. mustard. TARD.</title><content type='html'>i can't believe it. and just recently, laoshi gave us a topic "lovely bus drivers" for our letter-writing. this is screwed. i wish i never wrote that. lovely? my ass. don't screw with me you bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was comin' home from debate, and i took 961 with joy. the bus uncle kept saying "MOVE IN". its dam irritating. how i wished he shut the hell up. then later, i changed bus to 184. this bus uncle is SCREWED. fucker sia. the minute i stepped out of the bus, i could no longer resist the temptation to shout FUCK YOU LAH. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guy was middle-aged. balding. was talkin to his friend. which is an old man. then i stood at the front door thr, then i needed to alight. then he DIDNT open the fcking door. i was like, hallo? please? then he just glared at me and say "go by the back door". WTF LAH. the bus was freaking crowded lei. and he want me to squeeze through the crowd and get out? and i was sitting at the front loh. wth. cb la. then while EVERYONE stared to see what was happening, i just said EXCUSE ME and pushed my way through the crowd. when i got out, i said FUCK YOU. then i continued with my conversation with ivan on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pekchek lah. ruin my mood. and debate was friggin fun today. "guys should be allowed to enrol as students in mgs because the girls there will learn more tips about reproduction" LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it hurts so much more, to love you this much, and realized you don't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-7329592430977412341?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7329592430977412341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=7329592430977412341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/7329592430977412341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/7329592430977412341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/custard-mustard-tard.html' title='custard. mustard. TARD.'/><author><name>saree</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-7423105262470800198.post-7914010499889248175</id><published>2008-04-08T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T04:27:57.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you can look into my eyes, and pretend all you want.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/R_tWr0DOJ-I/AAAAAAAAACM/k-ns77F7xVQ/s1600-h/Roundabout_by_zeynep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186834706553776098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/R_tWr0DOJ-I/AAAAAAAAACM/k-ns77F7xVQ/s320/Roundabout_by_zeynep.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was okay. (: it was like, one of the rare times i talked to huimin. was really funny. talked during music lessons. and we ended up laughing at the thing about vacuums and babies :D then tanhong was going a bit crazy. yupyup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my stef &amp;amp; liz. HAHAHAHA. today during home ec shared some secrets with stef... i still can't believe that ms loy made me sweep the home econs room. isnt it so obvious i can't do house chores ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's about it, i guess. TKAMB movie was boring. and i wish i have my PMC back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;your love is nothing but a lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-7914010499889248175?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7914010499889248175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=7914010499889248175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/7914010499889248175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/7914010499889248175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-can-look-into-my-eyes-and-pretend.html' title='you can look into my eyes, and pretend all you want.'/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/R_tWr0DOJ-I/AAAAAAAAACM/k-ns77F7xVQ/s72-c/Roundabout_by_zeynep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-4530290965316833764</id><published>2008-04-07T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T05:25:16.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why God doesn't answer all prayers,</title><content type='html'>she woke up feeling nervous, of the pain that will be afflicted on her today. she knew that there was a price to pay for beauty, but still felt scared. she spent the day thinking of him, and how he'd react if she told him everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i keep it from him? or should i tell him the truth? if i told him the truth, what if he hates me? ... i seriously don't want to destroy everything i have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i see why God doesn't answer all prayers, because some things are left better untouched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;because i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-4530290965316833764?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4530290965316833764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>迟哦不!! lol. complete retardedness. rh suddenly turned cheena lah. hilarious sia. then all the chinese all so rotten like dno what liddat. lol xp had a good laugh. yup. he never fails to brighten up my day :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently embarking on zhouji. quite tough. :/ i don't know how to phrase my sentences neatly. haixhaix. i hope laoshi dont fail me can le xD wheee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found this concept on deviantart while browsing :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is the greatest feeling,&lt;br /&gt;Love is like a play,&lt;br /&gt;Love is what I feel for you,&lt;br /&gt;Each and every day,&lt;br /&gt;Love is like a smile,&lt;br /&gt;Love is like a song,&lt;br /&gt;Love is a great emotion,&lt;br /&gt;That keeps us going strong,&lt;br /&gt;I love you with my heart,&lt;br /&gt;My body and my soul,&lt;br /&gt;I love the way I keep loving,&lt;br /&gt;Like a love I can't control,&lt;br /&gt;So remember when your eyes meet mine,&lt;br /&gt;I love you with all my heart,&lt;br /&gt;And I have poured my entire soul into you,&lt;br /&gt;Right from the very start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-804302316358698010?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/804302316358698010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=804302316358698010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/804302316358698010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/804302316358698010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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-7423105262470800198.post-6663389869880758740</id><published>2008-04-05T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T06:12:22.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>confirmation &amp; acceptance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/R_d5j0DOJ9I/AAAAAAAAACE/PzYEg9pfJMo/s1600-h/35__Hold_my_hand_by_becauseIRnutty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185747152114952146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/R_d5j0DOJ9I/AAAAAAAAACE/PzYEg9pfJMo/s320/35__Hold_my_hand_by_becauseIRnutty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only i could turn the clock back,&lt;br /&gt;to the time when we were both seated side by side,&lt;br /&gt;hearing each other's heart beats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for believing me, trusting me,&lt;br /&gt;accepting me, as who i am.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being there for me,&lt;br /&gt;no matter what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's love;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-6663389869880758740?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6663389869880758740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=6663389869880758740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6663389869880758740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6663389869880758740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/confirmation-acceptance.html' title='confirmation &amp; acceptance.'/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/R_d5j0DOJ9I/AAAAAAAAACE/PzYEg9pfJMo/s72-c/35__Hold_my_hand_by_becauseIRnutty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-2649807841655985178</id><published>2008-04-05T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T23:54:12.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>040408 IS THE LOVE!♥</title><content type='html'>i fell sick, had a low fever. but i went out anyway :D then i met stef and we went walking around in taka! and STEF got us LOST. but she keeps saying it was MY fault and that HER instincts let us out of the terrible maze in takashimaya ): we then had to ask some people how to get to wisma for stef's FORTY BUCKS haircut. and like, she also bought a 30 bucks shirt from zara! I WANT TOO! but my ma don't allow me buy anymore clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and the freaky thing, &lt;b&gt;we saw our p5 english teacher at taka.&lt;/b&gt; THANK GOD she was on the phone. so i had a reason for not "interupting her conversation with a greeting" :DD we didn't buy our shades in the end. but walked like mad. stef then bought some starbucks coffee thing. and i so bet it made her have a stomachache ;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then later went to toapayohh safra :O watch my beloved and another guy play pool. while i did my homework :X then later went to lan and found out some friggin shocking news ==" had some convo with empy about it. hectic news. oh, and there were some small kids shouting their heads off. total turn off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a movie, &lt;i&gt;loved the movie.&lt;/i&gt; (: wanted to watch step up 2 at first, but since that zhen sheng guy watched it already so ended up watching the BUCKET LIST. super funny la. bout 2 old men doing crazy things :D when i'm old, I WANNA DO SKY DIVING TOO! and the beverage i bought made me have a horrible time, i nearly cried when i had gastric attack. dam pain. haha. but a few sniffles and no tears :D &lt;u&gt;im brave!&lt;/u&gt; rushed back home after the movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;爱yourcap.&amp;youtoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-2649807841655985178?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2649807841655985178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=2649807841655985178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/2649807841655985178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/2649807841655985178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/040408-is-love-i-fell-sick-had-low.html' title='040408 IS THE LOVE!♥'/><author><name>saree</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-7423105262470800198.post-7877564655827592715</id><published>2008-04-04T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T18:07:20.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>early in the morning at 7:45 am!&lt;br /&gt;sarah woke up and immediately thought of her wonderful friends!&lt;br /&gt;jo ee and rest standing in toa payoh doing majulaaahh singapuraa!&lt;br /&gt;as she thought about them she started to fall asleep again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early in the morning at 8:30 am!&lt;br /&gt;sarah woke up and immediately went to change!&lt;br /&gt;getting ready for going out with her beloved S-T-E-F-A-N-I-E!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early in the morning at 9:07 am!&lt;br /&gt;sarah sits on her chair and starts to blog! (:&lt;br /&gt;she now wonders what to type. and then finally gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-7877564655827592715?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7877564655827592715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=7877564655827592715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/7877564655827592715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/7877564655827592715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/early-in-morning-at-745-am-sarah-woke.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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-7423105262470800198.post-7787034593871074918</id><published>2008-04-03T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T03:20:14.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can't wait for tomorrow. a day filled with laughter.&lt;br /&gt;i hope today would pass by soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-7787034593871074918?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7787034593871074918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=7787034593871074918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/7787034593871074918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/7787034593871074918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/cant-wait-for-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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-7423105262470800198.post-6759032738297372379</id><published>2008-04-02T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T06:55:49.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have you not realized you did the exact same thing to me? whatever i'm doing now, is whatever you've done to me? so what makes you think, you're in any position to give me "advise" and ask me to "reflect" and not "harm others" ? (: you're really amusing my dear. though i must appreciate your kindness, for even caring for me. it was pretty shocking. i wonder how you could even bring yourself to type all those things on msn. advice you say. maybe you should tell that to yourself, instead. thanks for being the best muffin/kor in the world. lots of hatred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"happy april fools".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-6759032738297372379?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6759032738297372379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=6759032738297372379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6759032738297372379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6759032738297372379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-april-fools.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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-7423105262470800198.post-7940331578649537020</id><published>2008-04-01T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T03:40:00.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;living in a world of pretence.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know the difference between us?&lt;br /&gt;when friends need help, i don't ditch.&lt;br /&gt;when friends need help, you ditch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you're in need, i help.&lt;br /&gt;when i'm in need, you kick me aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bitched the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-7940331578649537020?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7940331578649537020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=7940331578649537020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/7940331578649537020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/7940331578649537020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/living-in-world-of-pretence.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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-7423105262470800198.post-6545221719281927376</id><published>2008-03-31T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T01:31:52.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;more than just a song;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/R_CfOkDOJ8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/NkfhNOrE840/s1600-h/I_gave_my_bleeding_heart_to_u2_by_Urshastarx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183818243647612866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/R_CfOkDOJ8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/NkfhNOrE840/s320/I_gave_my_bleeding_heart_to_u2_by_Urshastarx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all i needed to know,&lt;br /&gt;that's all i need to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today during chapel, the glenn lim guy came to talk again. he really lift my spirits up with his jokes. (: but the thing that set my mind thinking was when he came to the part about "truth" and the "distortion of the truth". sometimes i wonder, if i'm living in a lie that i created just to satisfy my inner desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for MGRocs2. though it'd be quite sad as i'd be leaving my guyfriends and family for about.. 1 week. i will miss you guys. (: the trip is right before the term ends. emp and me was talking about it yesterday, ended up laughing alot. and i can't wait for the taipei student to come too. the only thing i CAN wait for is the science module. i'm really scared i'll fail life science. i hope mrs lam sets the paper. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone care to help me buy my long sleeve shirt with striped camisole online? xD my mum refuse to help me buy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ily too.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;如果的事.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sarah. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-6545221719281927376?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6545221719281927376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=6545221719281927376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6545221719281927376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6545221719281927376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/more-than-just-song-thats-all-i-needed.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/R_CfOkDOJ8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/NkfhNOrE840/s72-c/I_gave_my_bleeding_heart_to_u2_by_Urshastarx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-1748847511087052537</id><published>2008-03-29T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T23:38:57.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183419722222151602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; alt: " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/R-80xkDOJ7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/JjgxkrBt9nM/s320/Je_t__aime__by_Urshastarx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she'll follow you, no matter where you go.&lt;br /&gt;she'll wait for you, no matter how long it will be.&lt;br /&gt;because she's just another girl,&lt;br /&gt;that is foolishly in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;je t'aime. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-1748847511087052537?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1748847511087052537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=1748847511087052537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/1748847511087052537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/1748847511087052537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/shell-follow-you-no-matter-where-you-go.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/R-80xkDOJ7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/JjgxkrBt9nM/s72-c/Je_t__aime__by_Urshastarx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-5716612807368105660</id><published>2008-03-29T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T08:21:32.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The neverending cycle of happiness and sadness. sad. sad. happy. sad. sad. sad. happy. sad. sad. sad. sad. ... ... just when i thought i could never feel any happier. just when i thought i was most probably the happiest girl in the world. sarah, wise up girl. nothing has changed and nothing is going to be changed. i want to leave this place, with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to miss you. bad. before that happens, lets enjoy the moments we have now. there's always some emotion behind every "i dont care".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-5716612807368105660?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5716612807368105660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=5716612807368105660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/5716612807368105660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/5716612807368105660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/neverending-cycle-of-happiness-and.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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-7423105262470800198.post-2565796247633824839</id><published>2008-03-28T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T20:57:17.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;We&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;can&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;depend&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;completely&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;upon&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Him&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge Him, and He will direct your paths" (Proverbs 3:5-6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Being confident of this, that &lt;u&gt;He who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion&lt;/u&gt; until the day of Jesus Christ." (Phil. 1:6-7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;casting away the past, living in the present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-2565796247633824839?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2565796247633824839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=2565796247633824839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/2565796247633824839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/2565796247633824839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/we-can-depend-completely-upon-him-trust.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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-7423105262470800198.post-6943237078579595872</id><published>2008-03-28T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T00:38:29.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;as the sun sinks ocean deep;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i pinned up my fringe until i looked like a complete retard. damn u lady, for all the problems you've caused me. i already so ugly then s'more want to force me pin up fringe etc. etc. now make me look worse. BANGyou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argued with a certain someone ytd. wasted alot alot alot of time being unhappy. HA. maybe that's why i stayed up late. dude you owe me a bucket full of TIME. every minute of sadness is a minute of happiness gone! ;O including 100% interest per second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was pretty fun~ though i was supposedly suppose to be tired, i still managed to finish the schooling hours with a BIG BIG SMILE :D i love MY JO EE and MY JOY. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. slept at 2am last night. spent so much shytass time on the card. but it turned out pretty good. so yuppers. worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now yappin' away on the phone. okay not exactly. nobody's talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-6943237078579595872?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6943237078579595872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=6943237078579595872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6943237078579595872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6943237078579595872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/as-sun-sinks-ocean-deep-today-i-pinned.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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-7423105262470800198.post-6035653612006730635</id><published>2008-03-27T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T02:50:52.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wonder how i'll look like tomorrow. today will be the last day i'll be like this. gotta pin up every strand of hair on my face, guess i'll look friggin nerdified. i wonder what's that bitch's problem. why is she always against me. a loud &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FUCKYOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; to her. screw this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just plain warped i guess. now i'm a bit eccentric. getting pissed for simple little things. i guess its gonna be quite hard to change my temper. and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or maybe i'm just afraid that history would repeat itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-6035653612006730635?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6035653612006730635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=6035653612006730635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6035653612006730635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6035653612006730635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-wonder-how-ill-look-like-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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-7423105262470800198.post-8838511084964455686</id><published>2008-03-26T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T20:35:42.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ROAR&lt;/span&gt;. to start off today, i was feelin' exceptionally moody this morning. i have no idea why. was moody since ytd already. then when i went to sch, got friggin scolded by the teacher. was totally pissed. &lt;b&gt;doesn't mean that being in the best class means must be neat and tidy whatsoever.&lt;/b&gt; i didn't ask to be put in the best class anyway. i was forced to maaan. &lt;s&gt;get your facts right LADY&lt;/s&gt;. and &lt;i&gt;hell no do i want to be all-rounded&lt;/i&gt;. i prefer to be what i am now. say that &lt;u&gt;if i dont do sth with my hairstyle she'll call my mum&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwards, went back to class, realized i'd be alone for today. so i begged emp to sit beside me :D but i still ended up being alone for LA. then during hcl i sat with stef. had some pretty interesting convo xD later on, empy sat with me during biosc2. afterwards. i was pretty shocked and kinda happy cos joy appeared xD maan, that cheered me up. will be &lt;u&gt;lonely NO MORE!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, now's recess. just spent 2 bucks and 10 cents on eating. only complete retards put food at such a high price. this is screwed maaaaan, i forgot to put my ppt into my thumbdrive and today's the damn presentation. how horrible can today get. RAWR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tend to get jealous easily, i'll try to control my temper :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i hope i don't lose you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-8838511084964455686?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8838511084964455686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=8838511084964455686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/8838511084964455686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/8838511084964455686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/roar.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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-7423105262470800198.post-8406076658227442641</id><published>2008-03-26T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T05:15:49.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(: i've been pretty upset these days! but now i've totally regained my sanity. i can't talk much lately, have 3 stubborn ulsers. i'd like to thank all those who've been by my side. a big thankyou to you guys. i guess i'll be sleeping now, though its only evening. feeling real ill today, hope i'd be able to go to school tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks ruihao, for everything you did for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;亲爱的,那不是爱情}♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-8406076658227442641?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8406076658227442641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=8406076658227442641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/8406076658227442641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/8406076658227442641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/ive-been-pretty-upset-these-days-but.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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-7423105262470800198.post-4362332624604410931</id><published>2008-03-24T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T04:29:17.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why did we cross the line?&lt;br /&gt;Everything would be fine -&lt;br /&gt;One moment of pleasure&lt;br /&gt;For all this pain;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell me now what did we gain?&lt;br /&gt;Everything would be okay -&lt;br /&gt;Normal as it was,&lt;br /&gt;But no - we had to go too far -&lt;br /&gt;We had to cross that line&lt;br /&gt;I would never turn back time,&lt;br /&gt;For every moment I learn.&lt;br /&gt;It's just things are so different now -&lt;br /&gt;Things between you and me.&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't I open my eyes?&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't I only see&lt;br /&gt;That what we were accomplishing&lt;br /&gt;Would be the end to you and me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-4362332624604410931?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4362332624604410931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=4362332624604410931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/4362332624604410931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/4362332624604410931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/love-you-guys-hope-we-stay-together-for.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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-7423105262470800198.post-1177683764086912004</id><published>2008-03-23T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T08:12:07.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[[ actual post deleted. too sensitive and filled with vulgarities ]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;EDIT: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;no matter what, life still goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thanks a ton. ily.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sarah (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/7423105262470800198-1177683764086912004?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1177683764086912004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=1177683764086912004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/1177683764086912004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/1177683764086912004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/never-ending-ill-wait-for-you-forever-i.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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-7423105262470800198.post-7352405433334036785</id><published>2008-03-22T22:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T22:11:05.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:D i've decided to go to church, but i haven't found a youth service whereby i have friends there. so i think i'll currently stay in the adult service :O yep. ever since yesterday i felt so ever relaxed. able to think more clearly and stuffs. prioritised my work and playtime. i just finished my zhouji :D going on to tingxie. i can't wait to see laoshi's reaction when she sees my zhouji. i really didn't know what to say, so i ended up saying bad things about the article. (: if i manage to study finish tingxie, i'd do my home economics. THEN, i'll sit and stone and chat with others, feeling that i've accomplished something today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm changing myself, my attitude and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-7352405433334036785?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7352405433334036785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=7352405433334036785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/7352405433334036785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/7352405433334036785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/d-ive-decided-to-go-to-church-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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-7423105262470800198.post-4643646345638193903</id><published>2008-03-22T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T06:30:30.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life's so much happier without you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-4643646345638193903?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4643646345638193903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=4643646345638193903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/4643646345638193903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/4643646345638193903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/lifes-so-much-happier-without-you.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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-7423105262470800198.post-4798563766937358326</id><published>2008-03-22T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T05:05:22.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:D today went to east coast park!! my knee caps hurt. but i'm still feeling REALLY REALLY HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to west coast park at first, then wanted to meet alex after i rented a bike but sadly, i walked from carpark to carpark to carpark but there wasnt a bike rental shop. so yup. in the end no meet. ;O then because i was DYING to ride a bike. i went all the way to east coast :D but before i went to east coast i went to harbour front de bank. i looked damn weird there la. look like terrorist &gt;.&gt; then after i rented a bike at east coast, cycled for about 2 hours :D &lt;b&gt;ILOVETHEJETTY.&lt;/b&gt; yup. &lt;u&gt;I-LOVE-THE-JETTY&lt;/u&gt;. i spent about half an hour standing there enjoying the breeze and the view. and i kinda feel so so so so so so so so much happier now :D &lt;i&gt;I LOVE EAST COAST&lt;/i&gt;!! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now talking to ahgong! ytd midnight talked to ky &gt;.&gt; stupid guy keep pissing me off lohh. &lt;s&gt;gentleman my ass.&lt;/s&gt; yup. the minute i reached home, i plonked on the bed and slept for another 2 hours :D i'll go do my work now. before joy screams at me. i think my antibiotic is stuck in my throat ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;its possible to forget you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-4798563766937358326?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4798563766937358326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=4798563766937358326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/4798563766937358326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/4798563766937358326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/d-today-went-to-east-coast-park-my-knee.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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-7423105262470800198.post-790164658830244198</id><published>2008-03-21T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T08:05:34.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/R-POJkDOJ6I/AAAAAAAAABs/obfEOYYDzRI/s1600-h/me+and+sis10.edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/R-POJkDOJ6I/AAAAAAAAABs/obfEOYYDzRI/s320/me+and+sis10.edit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180210660097533858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping today (: did finish my PW presentation before i left. bought quite alot of stuffs. i owe my mum pretty much alot of money :x spent 600 dollars in the hospital yesterday just because of me. and now spent about 200 dollars. so i owe her a fair bit :X &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, all i'd like to do is to thank those guys who've been accompanying me lately. really really love you guys :D thanks so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-790164658830244198?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/790164658830244198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=790164658830244198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/790164658830244198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/790164658830244198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/shopping-today-did-finish-my-pw.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/R-POJkDOJ6I/AAAAAAAAABs/obfEOYYDzRI/s72-c/me+and+sis10.edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-4450863103662252885</id><published>2008-03-20T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T03:12:15.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHA, this post is about the little stickman jo ee gave me. ;D its a &lt;i&gt;transXual&lt;/i&gt; i tell you. its so cuuuute but weird with the extraded part. it is supposedly a female. and i can't bear to cut &lt;u&gt;the extraded part&lt;/u&gt; off either. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179759138775639922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/R-IzfkDOJ3I/AAAAAAAAABU/R-VF8c1So8M/s320/P17-03-08_15.46.jpg" border="0" /&gt;okay!! &lt;u&gt;front view.&lt;/u&gt; CUTIE RIGHT ;D its supposedly a &lt;i&gt;female&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b&gt;SUPPOSEDLY.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/R-Izf0DOJ4I/AAAAAAAAABc/415Tz_UuNkQ/s1600-h/P17-03-08_15.47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179759143070607234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/R-Izf0DOJ4I/AAAAAAAAABc/415Tz_UuNkQ/s320/P17-03-08_15.47.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;u&gt;little stickhomo&lt;/u&gt; is turning! &lt;i&gt;TURNING!~&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;stare hard.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/R-Izf0DOJ5I/AAAAAAAAABk/i24RjIGadME/s1600-h/P17-03-08_15.46[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179759143070607250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/R-Izf0DOJ5I/AAAAAAAAABk/i24RjIGadME/s320/P17-03-08_15.46%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b&gt;BANG WHAM.&lt;/b&gt; side view. &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;AHEM.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; you know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the stupid thing is that, only my stickfigure has it. weird huh. &lt;b&gt;ITS DESTINED TO BE MY STICKHOMO.&lt;/b&gt; whooo! ;O00ooo! okay, i'm being retarded. pretty happy today. cos tomorrow &lt;u&gt;NO SCHOOL.&lt;/u&gt; (: ohohohohohohhh!! and and and, the sad thing is &lt;i&gt;my uniform is stained with DNA stain.&lt;/i&gt; cos i was too lazy to wear my lab coat :X &lt;s&gt;the consequences of being lazy.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, blog later, gotta go doc, mum calling ;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if you have a problem with my attitude,&lt;br /&gt;or personality, tell me straight in the face.&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i realized it possible to forget.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-4450863103662252885?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4450863103662252885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=4450863103662252885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/4450863103662252885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/4450863103662252885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/hahaha-this-post-is-about-little.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/R-IzfkDOJ3I/AAAAAAAAABU/R-VF8c1So8M/s72-c/P17-03-08_15.46.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-3269952478435973276</id><published>2008-03-20T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T02:47:47.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CHINATOWN TOUR PICTURES :D wheeeee!! stef FINALLY uploaded it!! ;O thanks stef. chinese cultural camp~ whooosh. instead of listening. we were taking pics. only putting a few pics up. yuppers. no time, gonna see the doctor later, again. =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/R-IxVUDOJzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/8b_1fH9zgaI/s1600-h/I+CAN+FLY.edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179756763658725170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/R-IxVUDOJzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/8b_1fH9zgaI/s320/I+CAN+FLY.edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SPOT ME ;D i see joy, me, celeste and cheryl. hint: *I CAN FLY*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/R-IxVkDOJ0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/Xtz-PVYpsvo/s1600-h/me,+jiaxuan,+joy,+stef.edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179756767953692482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/R-IxVkDOJ0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/Xtz-PVYpsvo/s320/me,+jiaxuan,+joy,+stef.edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; JIA XUAN finally takes a picture with US!! oh my dearie. ;O stef, joy, jia, me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179756767953692498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/R-IxVkDOJ1I/AAAAAAAAABE/2pIwDVmgO-o/s320/clique!+joy,+emp,+jo+ee,+me,+stef.edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;we click ;D the clique five!!! li ser's not here though, ): she didnt like taking pictures.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179756772248659810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/R-IxV0DOJ2I/AAAAAAAAABM/sPatypQrA5U/s320/bimbotic.edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;LOLLLLL. sneak shot ;O i look sooo bimbotic. joy seems pissed off with my nonsense while meli and dorothy looks stunned at whatever i'm saying ;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- post other pictures in the next post. for neat and tidy purposes ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-3269952478435973276?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/3269952478435973276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=3269952478435973276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/3269952478435973276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/3269952478435973276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/chinatown-tour-pictures-d-wheeeee-stef.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ex6_aUGLeRw/R-IxVUDOJzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/8b_1fH9zgaI/s72-c/I+CAN+FLY.edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423105262470800198.post-6775187233139735266</id><published>2008-03-19T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T05:37:06.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rawr. i finally found the "breakfree" song. this is horrible. (: despite having insomnia, i also have to stress my brains to read this stupid book. and the main point is. nothing is getting into my brain. its akin to not reading at all. sucks huh. and chin rui hao. you say want call me accompany me de hoh. what sort of friend are you sia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i'd be able to sleep tonight,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-6775187233139735266?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6775187233139735266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=6775187233139735266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6775187233139735266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6775187233139735266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/rawr.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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-7423105262470800198.post-7703223194810689630</id><published>2008-03-19T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T02:56:26.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, just reached home. the only GOOD thing that ever happened to me today was...&lt;br /&gt;- seeing my chemistry results. 2nd highest in class, 96% i think. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;series of unfortunate events:&lt;br /&gt;- my class is freaky, they're so smart. getting a 75% is still below average. with more than 80% of the class getting higher results that you, i wonder what my parents will do to me if they see this.&lt;br /&gt;- my handphone earpiece broke. it just... did. the damn wire. and i barely had it for a month. retarded.&lt;br /&gt;- i have to revise the stupid chinese bk again, can't remember its contents.&lt;br /&gt;- i still have tons of maths-ing to do. suckish.&lt;br /&gt;- my headache is still going on and on and on.&lt;br /&gt;- i have a chicken bone stuck in my throat (no kid,)&lt;br /&gt;- my handphone bill is SO gonna bomb, realized over 3,000 smses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D that's about it. all the retarded nonsense from me. WHEEE. i'm beginning to like my debate group members. they're FUNNN and NICEEE to talk to. and not to mention, to light up my day even better, i saw this hot guy. i dont think he's from singapore ;O overseas student. came to sg to study perhaps. he kept staring at me, guess it was my messy hairstyle ): haix. bad impression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wellwell, i wanna chng blogskin asap. i dont like this shade of blue after looking at it for too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDIT: chnged skin already :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-7703223194810689630?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7703223194810689630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=7703223194810689630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/7703223194810689630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/7703223194810689630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/okay-just-reached-home.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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-7423105262470800198.post-4237260022930800169</id><published>2008-03-18T05:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T06:16:23.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you're the biggest asshole i've ever met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-4237260022930800169?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4237260022930800169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=4237260022930800169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/4237260022930800169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/4237260022930800169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/youre-biggest-asshole-ive-ever-met.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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-7423105262470800198.post-8405365952086418448</id><published>2008-03-17T00:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T00:54:02.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just changed my blog skin, cos i felt like switching to something new. (: i'll add in pictures of today's funny stuffs some other time. and steffie dear, PLEASE GIVE ME THOSE CHINATOWN PICTURES ): i'll post the pictures all at one go ;D cos im lazy. waha. today had a real fun time mocking the little stick man jo ee gave me. oh jo ee MY LOVE ;D really lah. it was super funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ty ruihao for cheering me upp~ and yah righttt. you're somebody i can trust horhh. my ass. == somemore call me lame bird. stupid idiot. but yah. tys anyway. hope u didnt fall asleep in sch today ;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-8405365952086418448?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8405365952086418448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=8405365952086418448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/8405365952086418448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/8405365952086418448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-changed-my-blog-skin-cos-i-felt.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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-7423105262470800198.post-4926429391933257301</id><published>2008-03-16T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T07:09:37.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's kind of like a moody day. i think. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;i had a haircut&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. quite disastrous. i can't tie my hair. i have no idea how to face the prefects and teachers on monday. :/ &lt;b&gt;school's reopening.&lt;/b&gt; and i haven't done my homework. life is so screwed. i really feel like dropping out of special stream and go to NA. feel like giving up whatever i've accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;thanks old man&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;i&gt;for accompanying me last night. really grateful (: although most of it was me forcing you to stay up with me till 2pm. but yups. thanks alot.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;u&gt; thanks neighbour. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;i&gt;for cheering me up just now. really appreciated it. you're a nice guy. seriously.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking bout yankies,&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;they were all lies, i knew it.&lt;br /&gt;i asked you over a dozen times,&lt;br /&gt;if they were all lies.&lt;br /&gt;and you replied "trust me".&lt;br /&gt;but in this current moment,&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i can bring myself.&lt;br /&gt;to trust nor understand you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;you've confused me with all your lies,&lt;br /&gt;turned my life upside down. so now,&lt;br /&gt;i hate you more than ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-4926429391933257301?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4926429391933257301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=4926429391933257301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/4926429391933257301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/4926429391933257301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/todays-kind-of-like-moody-day.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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-7423105262470800198.post-6629720026744167388</id><published>2008-03-12T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T00:38:08.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah gong! thankyou for always pei-ing me! especially ytd (: loves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7423105262470800198-6629720026744167388?l=shotgun-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6629720026744167388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7423105262470800198&amp;postID=6629720026744167388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6629720026744167388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7423105262470800198/posts/default/6629720026744167388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/ah-gong-thankyou-for-always-pei-ing-me.html' title=''/><author><name>saree</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></feed>
