<?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-23213223</id><updated>2011-10-25T06:37:37.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Masquerade Is On</title><subtitle type='html'>the gal behind the mask</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>769</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-8864752571655985999</id><published>2008-04-06T18:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T18:42:50.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horoscope for Sunday, 06 April 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You think you've got this dating thing all figured out. But now someone is about to come along and shake things. You could hold fast to your old ideas, or you can let this newcomer teach you a thing or two. The choice is yours -- but why not see how for yourself what this person has to offer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn sickening... Since not too long ago, I let go one great awesome person in the nastiest way, just because I feel I wasn't good enough.&lt;br /&gt;Would I want another someone to come along and offer me something?&lt;br /&gt;I rather not.&lt;br /&gt;I've hurt one person bad enough and I'm paying the price in my own silence.&lt;br /&gt;Offer me not another soul who I know would fail in comparison to that young fool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-8864752571655985999?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/8864752571655985999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=8864752571655985999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/8864752571655985999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/8864752571655985999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2008/04/horoscope-for-sunday-06-april-2008.html' title='Horoscope for Sunday, 06 April 2008'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-9178076996602951754</id><published>2008-04-06T15:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T18:18:56.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm on solo-mode... I guess its better being alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everyone else can just make-merry elsewhere but around me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't have to fit in, I don't have to be well-liked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hate me all you want, or merely pretend to like me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or as always, pretend to care. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't need it all. Good, done deal!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Migraine is a real pain... I wish I'm dead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-9178076996602951754?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/9178076996602951754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=9178076996602951754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/9178076996602951754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/9178076996602951754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2008/04/alone.html' title='Alone'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-4927498739767748313</id><published>2008-04-04T21:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T22:09:48.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ utopian dream ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zwnnpzjlHeo/R_Yt7qg2xLI/AAAAAAAAALY/47rMmSwJ7_A/s1600-h/DSC04315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185382524011332786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zwnnpzjlHeo/R_Yt7qg2xLI/AAAAAAAAALY/47rMmSwJ7_A/s200/DSC04315.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zwnnpzjlHeo/R_Yt76g2xMI/AAAAAAAAALg/n6vWDhHmPOE/s1600-h/22Mar+05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185382528306300098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zwnnpzjlHeo/R_Yt76g2xMI/AAAAAAAAALg/n6vWDhHmPOE/s200/22Mar+05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;You do something to me that I can't explain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;So would I be out of line if i said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;I miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always think we look great together... Damn. But I'm beginning to know we are better off apart..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still feel very much connected, but we are both moving on with our lives. Separately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So those who think that we might just end up together again, well, No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though we find, comfort, strength and joy with each other..... what we gained most is the ability to slowly put the past behind us and gradually find the closure we had seeked for all these years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The possibility of having someone new.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pray he finds someone deserving for his amazing heart....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; I pray I find I'll find peace in my heart....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Through time, we grow and we learn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our memories will always bring a smile in my heart... And he will always be there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1, 2, 3 hand squeezes.. always&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-4927498739767748313?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/4927498739767748313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=4927498739767748313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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You</title><content type='html'>Yeah&lt;br /&gt;There's something in your ways&lt;br /&gt;That makes me wanna stay here for a thousand years&lt;br /&gt;So just cry your fears, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I need you everyday&lt;br /&gt;Inside you I just want to wipe away your fears&lt;br /&gt;So just cry your tears, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wish, I was, in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I stay, well than your tears will set you free&lt;br /&gt;If I stay right here, and forever with you&lt;br /&gt;Everything I feel for you&lt;br /&gt;Is everything I want to stay with you&lt;br /&gt;If I stay right here, and forever with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes&lt;br /&gt;My eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is tearing me apart&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be in your soft arms&lt;br /&gt;Feel you again&lt;br /&gt;Anytime I feel like I'm too far&lt;br /&gt;I will try to remember all ours and&lt;br /&gt;Your memories I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish, I was, in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I stay, well than your tears will set you free&lt;br /&gt;If I stay right here, and forever with you&lt;br /&gt;Everything I feel for you&lt;br /&gt;Is everything I want to stay with you&lt;br /&gt;If I stay right here, and forever with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes, my eyes&lt;br /&gt;My eyes, my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ill Nino&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-3649703170527914506?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/3649703170527914506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=3649703170527914506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/3649703170527914506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/3649703170527914506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2008/03/with-you.html' title='With You'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-2913693636598602077</id><published>2008-02-17T12:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T13:54:33.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>From the end of January til now, it's been an awful rollercoaster ride of emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be making a big mistake for letting go of something so good &amp;amp; I might be the silliest girl alive just trying to believe in the word "HOPE"... just holding on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I get myself out of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I choose to get myself into?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When this crazy episode is said &amp;amp; done... I wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it was all worth it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-2913693636598602077?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/2913693636598602077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=2913693636598602077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/2913693636598602077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/2913693636598602077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2008/02/from-end-of-january-til-now-its-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-191653866742046829</id><published>2008-02-02T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T12:18:25.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Remember</title><content type='html'>Time, sometimes the time just slips away&lt;br /&gt;And you're left with yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Left with the memories&lt;br /&gt;I, I'll always think of you and smile&lt;br /&gt;And be happy for the time I had you with me&lt;br /&gt;Though we go our separate ways&lt;br /&gt;I won't forget so don't forget&lt;br /&gt;The memories we made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please remember, please remember&lt;br /&gt;I was there for you and you were there for me&lt;br /&gt;Please remember our time together&lt;br /&gt;When time was yours and mine&lt;br /&gt;And we were wild and free&lt;br /&gt;Please remember, please remember me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, there's just no sadder word to say&lt;br /&gt;And it's sad to walk away&lt;br /&gt;With just the memories&lt;br /&gt;Who's to know what might have been&lt;br /&gt;We leave behind a life and time we'll never know again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please remember, please remember&lt;br /&gt;I was there for you and you were there for me&lt;br /&gt;And remember Please remember me&lt;br /&gt;Please remember, please remember&lt;br /&gt;I was there for you and you were there for me&lt;br /&gt;Please remember our time together&lt;br /&gt;When time was yours and mine&lt;br /&gt;And we were wild and free&lt;br /&gt;Then remember, please remember me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how we laughed and how we smiled&lt;br /&gt;And how this world was yours and mine&lt;br /&gt;And how no dream was out of reach&lt;br /&gt;I stood by you, you stood by me&lt;br /&gt;We took each day and made it shine&lt;br /&gt;We wrote our names across the sky&lt;br /&gt;We ran so fast, we ran so free&lt;br /&gt;I had you and you had me&lt;br /&gt;Please remember, please remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Leann Rimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He said.... You don't miss your water 'til the well runs dry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-191653866742046829?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/191653866742046829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=191653866742046829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/191653866742046829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/191653866742046829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2008/02/please-remember.html' title='Please Remember'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-1761458418226963289</id><published>2008-01-25T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T11:37:02.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LET THE ENEMY ENTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is best to open our doors and permit our fears to enter so that they can be destroyed, otherwise, they will always remain outside placing us under siege.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-1761458418226963289?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-2623261745168679150</id><published>2008-01-24T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T21:05:59.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Way Back Into Love</title><content type='html'>[Drew:]&lt;br /&gt;I've been living with a shadow over head&lt;br /&gt;I've been sleepin' with a cloud above my bed&lt;br /&gt;I've been lonely for so long&lt;br /&gt;Trapped in the past, I just cant seem to move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hugh:]&lt;br /&gt;I've been hiding all my hopes and dreams away&lt;br /&gt;Just in case I ever need them again someday&lt;br /&gt;Ive been setting aside time, to clear a little space in the corners of my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;I cant make it through without a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;ohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Drew:]&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching but the stars refuse to shine&lt;br /&gt;Ive been searching but I just don't see the signs&lt;br /&gt;I know that its out there&lt;br /&gt;Theres got to be something for my soul somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hugh:]&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking for someone to shed some light&lt;br /&gt;Not just somebody to get me through the night&lt;br /&gt;I could use some direction, and I'm open to your suggestions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;I cant make it through without a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;and If I open my heart again&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm hopin' you'll be there for me in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Drew:]&lt;br /&gt;There are moments when I don't know if its real&lt;br /&gt;or if anybody feels the way I feel&lt;br /&gt;I need inspiration, not just another negotiation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;I cant make it through without a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;and If I open my heart to you&lt;br /&gt;I'm hopin' you'll show me what to do&lt;br /&gt;and if you help me to start again&lt;br /&gt;you know that I'll be there for you in the end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-2623261745168679150?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/2623261745168679150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=2623261745168679150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;TWO.&lt;/span&gt; Marry a man/woman you love to talk to. As you get older, their conversational skills will be as important as any other.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;THREE.&lt;/span&gt; Don't believe all you hear, spend all you have or sleep all you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;FOUR.&lt;/span&gt; When you say, "I love you," mean it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;FIVE.&lt;/span&gt; When you say, "I'm sorry," look the person in the eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;SIX.&lt;/span&gt; Be engaged at least six months before you get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;SEVEN.&lt;/span&gt; Believe in love at first! sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;EIGHT.&lt;/span&gt; Never laugh at any one's dreams. People who don't have dreams don't have much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;NINE.&lt;/span&gt; Love deeply and passionately. You might get hurt but it's the only way to live life completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;TEN.&lt;/span&gt; In disagreements, fight fairly. No name calling.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;ELEVEN.&lt;/span&gt; Don't judge people by their relatives.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;TWELVE.&lt;/span&gt; Talk slowly but think quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;THIRTEEN.&lt;/span&gt; When someone asks you a question you don't want to answer, smile and ask, "Why do you want to know?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;FOURTEEN.&lt;/span&gt; Remember that great love and great achievements involve great risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;FIFTEEN.&lt;/span&gt; Say "bless you" when you hear someone sneeze.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;SIXTEEN.&lt;/span&gt; When you lose, don't lose the lesson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;SEVENTEEN.&lt;/span&gt; Remember the three R's: Respect for self; Respect for others; and Responsibility for all your actions.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;EIGHTEEN.&lt;/span&gt; Don't let a little dispute injure a great friendship.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;NINETEEN.&lt;/span&gt; When you realize you've made a mistake, take immediate steps to correct it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;TWENTY.&lt;/span&gt; Smile when picking up the phone. The caller will hear it in your voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;TWENTY-ONE.&lt;/span&gt; Spend some time alone!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I'm bored!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-4414559725369341026?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/4414559725369341026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=4414559725369341026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/4414559725369341026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/4414559725369341026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2008/01/one.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-3439676703402926977</id><published>2008-01-21T08:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T08:42:21.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Things I Hate About Everyone</title><content type='html'>1. People who point at their wrist while asking for the time.... I know where my watch is pal, where the hell is yours? Do I point at my crotch when I ask where the toilet is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. People who are willing to get off their ass to search the entire room for the T.V. remote because they refuse to walk to the T.V. and change the channel manually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When people say "Oh you just want to have your cake and eat it too". Damn right! What good is cake if you can't eat it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When people say "it's always the last place you look". Of course it is. Why the hell would you keep looking after you've found it? Do people do this? Who and where are they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When people say while watching a film "did you see that?". No Loser, I paid $12 to come to the cinema and stare at the damn floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. People who ask "Can I ask you a question?".... Didn't really give me a choice there, did ya sunshine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When something is 'new and improved!' Which is it? If it's new, then there has never been anything before it. If it's an improvement, then there must have been something before it, couldn't be new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. When people say "life is short". What the hell?? Life is the longest damn thing anyone ever does!! What can you do that's longer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. When you are waiting for the bus and someone asks "Has the bus come yet?". If the bus came would I be standing here, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dumbass&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Something to chase away my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; blues....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-3439676703402926977?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/3439676703402926977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=3439676703402926977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/3439676703402926977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/3439676703402926977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2008/01/9-things-i-hate-about-everyone.html' title='9 Things I Hate About Everyone'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-6469249089675556011</id><published>2008-01-09T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T00:28:23.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past midnight..</title><content type='html'>Trying to catch some sleep, but it's been a real bit*h!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm saying hi, hello to a.m. shifts again after a week of p.m. Trust me, the crossing back over is a pain in my cute butt cheeks... Hateful!! I can't sleep lah, and like hell the stupid alarm is gonna ring at 3plus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more cabs for me please, I have to catch the darn transport. I'll be making myself a poor gal and cab drivers richer if i hop into a darn cab, ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever again, will happen, just not during midnight charge or peak periods. Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The head is still a lil' mess up, still a very very last year story... something pretty much usual in my daily life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2008.. I need a change. Throw out the bad, possibly bring in the good, the old, the new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the lamest idea ever in my head, a &lt;em&gt;swimming thought, &lt;/em&gt;argh.. silly thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I better hit the sack... Class 95 might put me to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, not tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-6469249089675556011?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/6469249089675556011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=6469249089675556011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/6469249089675556011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/6469249089675556011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2008/01/past-midnight.html' title='Past midnight..'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-7486150053262599091</id><published>2008-01-05T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T11:26:15.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Que es inutil, que siempre te amare</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;~ that it is useless, that I will always love you ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Aunque&lt;/span&gt; en &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;futuro&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Haya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;muro&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;enorme&lt;/span&gt;... Yo no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tengo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;miedo&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Quiero&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;enamorarme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;though in the future... there will be an enormous wall... I am not scared... I want to fall in love with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was awoken by the ringing of my hp. &lt;em&gt;Private Number calling. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the 28yr old boy. *sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He seems disturbed. I know him, his voice gave him away. Ah, the troubled soul. Took awhile for him to tell me what's bothering him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some ways, we are both in the same boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how when you've loved someone so much, trying to get back into the whole &lt;em&gt;love game &lt;/em&gt;gets harder, its true, if you can't give your 100%, don't force yourself to receive love if you can't give love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us with this mindset. &lt;em&gt;Weird. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-7486150053262599091?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/7486150053262599091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=7486150053262599091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/7486150053262599091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/7486150053262599091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2008/01/que-es-inutil-que-siempre-te-amare.html' title='Que es inutil, que siempre te amare'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-6668744093745968965</id><published>2008-01-04T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T03:08:23.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twenty Zero Eight</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Booo&lt;/span&gt;... I'm 4 days late...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a brand new year, again. Another 365 days of last year, this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolution? I'm not making a list, but I hope to make mistakes that I'll only laugh about later, and seriously, I want to stop making mistakes that I'll regret for a long long long time thereafter.&lt;br /&gt;Let's just pray '08 would be a better one, for me, for you, for us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Mr. Capricorn's birthday and I think I'm &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pmsing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;now. oh bummer....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-6668744093745968965?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/6668744093745968965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=6668744093745968965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/6668744093745968965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/6668744093745968965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2008/01/twenty-zero-eight.html' title='Twenty Zero Eight'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-5143211082425296351</id><published>2008-01-03T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T12:46:17.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Besame Mucho - Kiss Me A Lot</title><content type='html'>Bésame, bésame mucho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kiss me, kiss me a lot,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Como si fuera esta noche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As if tonight was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;La última vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the last time. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bésame, bésame mucho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kiss me, kiss me a lot,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Que tengo miedo a perderte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because I fear to lose you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Perderte después&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To lose you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bésame, bésame mucho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kiss me, kiss me a lot,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Como si fuera esta noche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As if tonight was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;La última vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bésame, bésame mucho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kiss me, kiss me a lot,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Que tengo miedo a perderte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because I fear to lose you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Perderte después&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To lose you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero tenerte muy cerca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to have you very close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Mirarme en tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To see myself in your eyes, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verte junto a mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To see you next to me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Piensa que tal ves mañana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Think that perhaps tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yo ya estaré lejos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I already will be far,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Muy lejos de ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;very far from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bésame, bésame mucho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kiss me, kiss me a lot,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Como si fuera esta noche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As if tonight was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;La última vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bésame, bésame mucho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kiss me, kiss me a lot,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Que tengo miedo a perderte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because I fear to lose you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Perderte después&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To lose you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bésame, bésame mucho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kiss me, kiss me a lot,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Que tengo miedo a perderte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because I fear to lose you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Perderte después&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To lose you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que tengo miedo a perderte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because I fear to lose you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Perderte después&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To lose you again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-5143211082425296351?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/5143211082425296351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=5143211082425296351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/5143211082425296351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/5143211082425296351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2008/01/besame-mucho-kiss-me-lot.html' title='Besame Mucho - 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This songs makes me go weak...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-884691760795126475?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/884691760795126475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=884691760795126475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/884691760795126475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/884691760795126475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/12/kenangan-terindah.html' title='Kenangan Terindah'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-2283609985976010897</id><published>2007-12-10T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T21:51:39.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Monday</title><content type='html'>Sorry if the song that's currently playing on my blog is crappy. I tried to find a decently nicer version but failed and this acoustic version is the ONE &amp;amp; ONLY available, and I just have to listen to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah... I love ballads by Richard Marx, so what? Sappy love songs... argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been raining almost everyday, its so frustrating... I wanna go out to town, walk around, just indulge in the &lt;em&gt;plain Christmas atmosphere. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha... I'm lying, I just wanna go out and not coup myself up at home. I need a life dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been 57 days since I heard his voice... Hearing it again yesterday, just made my day. We spoke briefly, just catching up on the casual happenings, like work, family etc. The only reason he called was caused he stumbled onto his 27th birthday card that I gave him (which was more than 11 months ago) in his cupboard. It's still unread. He thought of me and decide to call. He said that it might have been awkward after what happened the last time we spoke on Eid. But, I just told him, it's OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smile every time when I think of him, my sweetest memories. I won't lie but I do think of him everyday. I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fully aware that there isn't a glimpse of hope of us being together again, but his memories are the ones I cherish most and since I can't have him, I can only pray that he gets the best in his life, he truly deserve it. He's no doubt an amazing man, but with a very complicated life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I just can't find myself falling in love again. For now, I'm just glad to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out there lies a really nice guy whose feelings I can't reciprocate. And it's killing me inside, slowly. I just don't feel that I'm the right one for him, he deserves a lot better. But why can't he see it? Is he really blind? Perhaps it's just an infatuation and he'll get over this crazy feelings. I hope he does, for I can't bear to hurt a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how life deal us with issues that we are incapable of handling. Affairs of the heart, that's messy and I don't wanna mess up my life again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, twice, three times a fool. I can't fall again, I fear I might never be able to pick myself up again. I'm so scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, solo is good. Perhaps for a long time even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you stop wasting your time now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-2283609985976010897?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/2283609985976010897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=2283609985976010897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/2283609985976010897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/2283609985976010897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/12/rainy-monday.html' title='Rainy Monday'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-5729335648532609750</id><published>2007-12-10T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T21:09:02.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Until I find You Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Lately I've been trying&lt;br /&gt;To fill up my days since you're gone&lt;br /&gt;The speed of love is blinding&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't know how to hold on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My mind won't clear&lt;br /&gt;I'm out of tears&lt;br /&gt;My heart's got no room left inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How many dreams will end&lt;br /&gt;How long can I pretend&lt;br /&gt;How many times will love pass me by&lt;br /&gt;Until I find you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will the arms of hope surround me&lt;br /&gt;Will time be a fair weather friend&lt;br /&gt;Should I call out to angels&lt;br /&gt;Or just drink myself sober again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can't hide it, it's true&lt;br /&gt;I still burn for you&lt;br /&gt;Your memory just won't let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many dreams will end&lt;br /&gt;How long can I pretend&lt;br /&gt;How many times will love pass me by&lt;br /&gt;Until I find you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd hold you tighter&lt;br /&gt;Closer than ever before&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;No flame would burn brighter&lt;br /&gt;If I could touch you once more&lt;br /&gt;Hold you once more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many dreams will end&lt;br /&gt;How long can I pretend&lt;br /&gt;How many times will love pass me by&lt;br /&gt;Until I find you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I find you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;- Richard Marx &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-5729335648532609750?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-9002152852266684787</id><published>2007-12-10T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T16:59:32.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horoscope for Monday 10 December</title><content type='html'>Dreams of a lover could come to you tonight. This could be a past, current or future partner, or perhaps someone you have your eye on. While these dreams could be prophetic, chances are they're just trying to get your attention. How do you really feel about this person? Are your dreams revealing something you should know? Do the dreams reflect your fears? Write the symbols down and try to analyze what they mean. Then think about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now, this is so interesting... I can't wait to sleep tonight. Wonder who will be &lt;strong&gt;haunting &lt;/strong&gt;my dreams.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*ponders&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-9002152852266684787?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/9002152852266684787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=9002152852266684787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/9002152852266684787'/><link rel='self' 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again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dui Wo Shuo Ni Zui Ai De Gu Shi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;telling me the story that you loved the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wo Xiang Le Hen Jiu Wo Kai Shi Huang Le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I thought about it for a very long time, I started to panic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shi Bu Shi Wo You Zuo Cuo Le Shen Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is it because I did something wrong again?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni Ku Zhao Dui Wo Shuo Tong Hua Li Du Shi Pian Ren De&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With tears in your eyes, you told me that fairytales are all lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Wo Bu Ke Neng Shi Ni De Wang Zi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is no way that I can be your prince&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Ye Xu Ni Bu Hui Dong Cong Ni Shuo Ai Wo Yi Hou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe you will not understand, from the moment that you said you love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Wo De Tian Kong Xing Xing Dou Liang Le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In my own sky, all the stars are lit &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wo Yuan Bian Cheng Tong Hua Li Ni Ai De Na Ge Tian Shi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish I can become the angel in the fairytale that you love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Zhang Kai Shuang Shou Bian Cheng Chi Bang Shou Hu Ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Open up both of my hands and turn them into wings to guard you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Ni Yao Xiang Xin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have to believe &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiang Xin Wo Men Hui Xiang Tong Hua Gu Shi Li&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Believe that we will be like the ones in the fairytale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Xing Fu He Kuai Le Shi Jie Ju&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That felicity and happiness are the ending &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni Ku Zhao Dui Wo Shuo Tong Hua Li Du Shi Pian Ren De&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With tears in your eyes, you told me that fairytales are all lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Wo Bu Ke Neng Shi Ni De Wang Zi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is no way that I can be your prince&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Ye Xu Ni Bu Hui Dong Cong Ni Shuo Ai Wo Yi Hou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe you will not understand, from the moment that you said you love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Wo De Tian Kong Xing Xing Dou Liang Le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In my own sky, all the stars are lit &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wo Yuan Bian Cheng Tong Hua Li Ni Ai De Na Ge Tian Shi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish I can become the angel in the fairytale that you love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Zhang Kai Shuang Shou Bian Cheng Chi Bang Shou Hu Ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Open up both of my hands and turn them into wings to guard you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Ni Yao Xiang Xin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have to believe &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiang Xin Wo Men Hui Xiang Tong Hua Gu Shi Li&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Believe that we will be like the ones in the fairytale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Xing Fu He Kuai Le Shi Jie Ju&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That felicity and happiness are the ending &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wo Yuan Bian Cheng Tong Hua Li Ni Ai De Na Ge Tian Shi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish I can become the angel in the fairytale that you love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Zhang Kai Shuang Shou Bian Cheng Chi Bang Shou Hu Ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Open up both of my hands and turn them into wings to guard you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Ni Yao Xiang Xin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have to believe &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiang Xin Wo Men Hui Xiang Tong Hua Gu Shi Li&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Believe that we will be like the ones in the fairytale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Xing Fu He Kuai Le Shi Jie Ju&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That felicity and happiness are the ending &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wo Hui Bian Cheng Tong Hua Li Ni Ai De Na Ge Tian Shi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will become the angel in the fairytale that you love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Zhang Kai Shuang Shou Bian Cheng Chi Bang Shou Hu Ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Open up both of my hands and turn them into wings to guard you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Ni Yao Xiang Xin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have to believe &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiang Xin Wo Men Hui Xiang Tong Hua Gu Shi Li&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Believe that we will be like the ones in the fairytale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Xing Fu He Kuai Le Shi Jie Ju&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That felicity and happiness are the ending &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yi Qi Xie Wo Men De Jie Ju&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let us write our own ending &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img 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(Fairytale)'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-9025460753324816684</id><published>2007-11-24T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T10:59:41.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Cut Is The Deepest</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I would've given you all of my heart&lt;br /&gt;But there's someone who's torn it apart&lt;br /&gt;And he's taken just all that I had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But if you want I'll try to love again&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'll try to love again but I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;The first cut is the deepest baby I know&lt;br /&gt;The first cut is the deepest&lt;br /&gt;But when it comes to bein' lucky he's cursed&lt;br /&gt;And when it comes to lovin me, he's worst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still want you by my side&lt;br /&gt;Just to help me dry the tears that I've cried&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sure gonna give you a try&lt;br /&gt;Cause if you want I'll try to love again (tryy)&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'll try to love again but I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first cut is the deepest Baby I know&lt;br /&gt;the first cut is the deepest&lt;br /&gt;but when it comes to bein' lucky he's cursed&lt;br /&gt;And when it comes to lovin' me, he's worst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still want you by my side&lt;br /&gt;Just to help me dry the tears that I've cried&lt;br /&gt;But I'm sure gonna give you a try&lt;br /&gt;Cause if you want I'll try to love again (try to love again)&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'll try to love again but I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first cut is the deepest&lt;br /&gt;Baby I know the first cut is the deepest&lt;br /&gt;But when it comes to bein lucky he's cursed&lt;br /&gt;And when it comes to lovin me he's worst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;The first cut is the deepest baby I know&lt;br /&gt;The first cut is the deepest&lt;br /&gt;Try to love again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Sheryl Crow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-9025460753324816684?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/9025460753324816684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Sunday 18 November</title><content type='html'>To say that you're somewhat upset is an understatement. It's time to face the truth: You're in a crisis. You're wondering whether you're capable of doing anything in this world. Are you totally helpless? That's quite a profound question, and it's keeping you up at night right now. Of course you're capable! That's obvious, at least to other people. Perhaps the problem is not you, but the goals you've set for yourself...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-377112482336970723?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/377112482336970723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=377112482336970723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/377112482336970723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/377112482336970723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/11/horoscope-for-sunday-18-november.html' title='Horoscope for Sunday 18 November'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-8950110972225086303</id><published>2007-11-17T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T22:28:17.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah.. it's empty alright.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hollow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(EMPTY) ; an adjective&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;having a hole or empty space inside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best friend, you win. Hollow is &lt;em&gt;empty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess we are both hollow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-8950110972225086303?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/8950110972225086303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=8950110972225086303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/8950110972225086303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/8950110972225086303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/11/yeah-its-empty-alright.html' title='yeah.. it&apos;s empty alright.'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-5529568361214090801</id><published>2007-11-13T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T23:41:49.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damage To My Soul</title><content type='html'>Damage to my soul&lt;br /&gt;Can never be erased&lt;br /&gt;The frown upon my face&lt;br /&gt;Can never be erased&lt;br /&gt;Letting this depression become a part of me&lt;br /&gt;It will always be right here&lt;br /&gt;Inside this twisted mind&lt;br /&gt;I've become numb to everything&lt;br /&gt;that's come my way&lt;br /&gt;Except this pain&lt;br /&gt;That stays so deep within&lt;br /&gt;Damage to my soul&lt;br /&gt;Can never be erased&lt;br /&gt;Awaiting my fate&lt;br /&gt;May take forever&lt;br /&gt;But I'm willing to wait&lt;br /&gt;if it means the pain&lt;br /&gt;Will go away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-5529568361214090801?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/5529568361214090801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=5529568361214090801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/5529568361214090801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/5529568361214090801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/11/damage-to-my-soul.html' title='Damage To My Soul'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-8438286048980232156</id><published>2007-11-13T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T00:30:09.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping it real...</title><content type='html'>I can't believe how things around me be &lt;em&gt;revolving. &lt;/em&gt;At a speed that I need to take a breather and perhaps enjoy the moment. But I don't. And damn, I'm scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I over-think. I over-worry. Can't I just live in the moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear. Fear. Fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I fear so much? What do I fear? Who do I fear? Myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things running through this little head of mine, and no one can really understand me. No one. At least whenever some tries, I keep shutting them out. Hurt me and I'll throw you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth is, I'm better off alone. Or at least that's what &lt;em&gt;I think. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to lead nobody on. Don't want to hurt nobody. Most importantly, there ain't no way am I gonna get hurt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I too selfish for not letting one in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear I won't be able to match up to expectations. Fear I ain't good enough. Fear of hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I don't want to be just another &lt;em&gt;time-waster &lt;/em&gt;to you..&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;If I am, its time you walk away... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;If I'm not, there's nothing I can reassure you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I promise you nothing and I expect nothing too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-8438286048980232156?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/8438286048980232156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=8438286048980232156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/8438286048980232156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/8438286048980232156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/11/keeping-it-real.html' title='Keeping it real...'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-6806677011984051788</id><published>2007-11-12T11:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T11:09:51.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death of Dreams</title><content type='html'>I watched all my dreams fall into a river,&lt;br /&gt;Watching them drown, made me quiver..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched all that i miss, fall into the abyss.&lt;br /&gt;Without bliss, I was left with nothing more to reminisce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched all that i love, fall from the sky,&lt;br /&gt;Unable to catch them, i felt i should die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched all that is me, drown in the sea.&lt;br /&gt;I watched everything sink into eternity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-6806677011984051788?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/6806677011984051788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=6806677011984051788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/6806677011984051788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/6806677011984051788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/11/death-of-dreams.html' title='Death of Dreams'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-6564099919224044656</id><published>2007-11-04T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T22:48:17.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love is a funny thing.....its never appreciated until its gone....it never has value until someone has it......and just when you decided to give up on it....it finds you a again...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;But.. she's scared as ever...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-6564099919224044656?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/6564099919224044656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=6564099919224044656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/6564099919224044656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/6564099919224044656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/11/love-is-funny-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-4087611158776547763</id><published>2007-11-03T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T22:15:30.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rather Not..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I rather not know. I rather not feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ignorance is a bliss.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Let's play pretence....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-4087611158776547763?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/4087611158776547763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=4087611158776547763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/4087611158776547763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/4087611158776547763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/11/rather-not.html' title='Rather Not..'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-5386566840352676993</id><published>2007-10-31T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T12:22:08.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignorant?</title><content type='html'>Am I just too blind to see where it's heading or am I in denial?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And people keep telling me what they see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too scared to believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing last forever and my happiness always get &lt;em&gt;short-lived.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rather not feel, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I should just stay away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*she starts running, again*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-5386566840352676993?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/5386566840352676993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=5386566840352676993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/5386566840352676993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/5386566840352676993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/10/ignorant.html' title='Ignorant?'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-8337681862390947060</id><published>2007-10-26T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T23:20:06.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swing Swing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zwnnpzjlHeo/RyIEqU7fO2I/AAAAAAAAALQ/hRDkXtFlZ0Q/s1600-h/swing+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125664451120282466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zwnnpzjlHeo/RyIEqU7fO2I/AAAAAAAAALQ/hRDkXtFlZ0Q/s320/swing+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its a full moon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Re-living my childhood on the swing and letting some sand ran through my feet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhhh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Clarity. Peace. Serenity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could do with many more of these kinda evenings...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-8337681862390947060?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/8337681862390947060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=8337681862390947060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/8337681862390947060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/8337681862390947060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/10/swing-swing.html' title='Swing Swing'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zwnnpzjlHeo/RyIEqU7fO2I/AAAAAAAAALQ/hRDkXtFlZ0Q/s72-c/swing+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-8108453986405107483</id><published>2007-10-25T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T22:03:00.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Little Lessons</title><content type='html'>"Every thing happens for a reason. Just be patient and in time, those reasons will be answered for you. Sometimes, the big question is (Why, is this happening to me)? The answer to that question is, every day that we wake up, we are gaining incredible knowledge, experience and wisdom. Cherish these moments, hold them close to your heart, for these are the Lessons of Life." - Nancy Olivia Thomas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-8108453986405107483?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/8108453986405107483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=8108453986405107483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/8108453986405107483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/8108453986405107483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/10/lifes-little-lessons.html' title='Life&apos;s Little Lessons'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-1427709018561077752</id><published>2007-10-25T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T21:57:03.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horoscope for Thursday, 25 October 2007</title><content type='html'>Today you may find yourself wondering about some questions, but it will be hard to put them into words. You're concerned about your emotional security, as it is not very well defined in your life at the moment. However, it will probably be impossible to resolve anything completely today. Wait a few days. Your feelings will be a lot clearer, and the answers to your questions will be all the more obvious to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Emotional security?? Answers to questions?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give me that and I'll smile again...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-1427709018561077752?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/1427709018561077752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=1427709018561077752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/1427709018561077752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/1427709018561077752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/10/horoscope-for-thursday-25-october-2007.html' title='Horoscope for Thursday, 25 October 2007'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-2698298049252224751</id><published>2007-10-23T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T14:53:32.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horoscope for Tuesday 23rd October</title><content type='html'>You are going to have to put up with a great deal of uncertainty that some trouble making stars are infusing into your life. Doubt will take over in your mind and in every aspect of your daily life. Today, even the slightest little problem will seem like a failure to you, the slightest remark like a knife in your back. You won't feel much like talking. Get out and get a breath of fresh air if you don't want your black ideas to get the best of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need to be alone. Something is bothering me... too much!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In so much misery. Troubling thoughts are a real killer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need fresh air, and a listening ear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nah, solo is good!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-2698298049252224751?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/2698298049252224751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=2698298049252224751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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the standard reply&lt;br /&gt;a wink and a smile should suffice&lt;br /&gt;looking at you with poker straight eyes&lt;br /&gt;Words hard to come by, dreading to share&lt;br /&gt;emotions I keep locked deep down inside&lt;br /&gt;not wanting to deceive those who care&lt;br /&gt;by a genetic drawback called pride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't let me drag you down&lt;br /&gt;when my heart will not let me tell&lt;br /&gt;of how much I need you around&lt;br /&gt;to pick up pieces of my fragile shell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To show my love would be a daunting task&lt;br /&gt;it is hidden here under the guise&lt;br /&gt;of a haunted soul wearing a clown's mask&lt;br /&gt;with many tears fallen under his eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-8127932743631215494</id><published>2007-10-18T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T20:59:42.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sucky Thursday..</title><content type='html'>Just one of those days when everything just don't seem right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one of those days when you wish you could just run away from it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one of those days when you feel &lt;em&gt;utterly disappointed. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one of those days when you think &lt;em&gt;out-of-the-box and into some really dark dark area.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one of those days when you are afraid to &lt;em&gt;fall.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one of those days when your thoughts are passing through but can't get a grip on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one of those days when you wish it ends quick, but time crawls in &lt;em&gt;misery.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one of those days when I thought.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-8127932743631215494?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/8127932743631215494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=8127932743631215494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;it shall deceive you&lt;br /&gt;don't judge me by my cloth&lt;br /&gt;for it will lie to you&lt;br /&gt;judge me by my eye&lt;br /&gt;and it will lead you to my secret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't judge me by my tongue&lt;br /&gt;for it speaks of only pleasure&lt;br /&gt;don't judge me by my appearance&lt;br /&gt;for its only a mask veiling&lt;br /&gt;whats not true&lt;br /&gt;judge me by my heart&lt;br /&gt;for its the door to real beauty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-473762276092732740?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/473762276092732740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=473762276092732740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/473762276092732740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/473762276092732740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/10/dont-judge-me.html' title='Don&apos;t Judge Me'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-4777596647382725566</id><published>2007-10-13T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T20:58:11.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eid '05 &amp; Eid '07...dat familiar feeling</title><content type='html'>Oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over time, things changes, we change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But some reasons just don't change. It just doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Eid&lt;/span&gt; '05, it was the crappiest one ever. It was filled with so much tears. Only one person was capable of that, Mr. Capricorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Eid&lt;/span&gt; '07, he's still the reason why I cried buckets today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's words, hurt me deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's doubts, weakens me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just makes me feel like I was never good enough for it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's days like this I wish I could turn back time. I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am what I am today, I've changed, not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;necessarily&lt;/span&gt; for the better. I'm not proud about everything, but I am still the same when I'm with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you just don't trust what you see. You never had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You judged me, this imperfect human and shoot me down with all your bitterness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you just kill me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-4777596647382725566?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/4777596647382725566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=4777596647382725566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/4777596647382725566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/4777596647382725566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/10/eid-05-eid-07dat-familiar-feeling.html' title='Eid &apos;05 &amp; Eid &apos;07...dat familiar feeling'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-6623979364183184521</id><published>2007-10-13T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T18:29:34.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're My No.1</title><content type='html'>I've kissed the moon a million times&lt;br /&gt;danced with angels in the sky&lt;br /&gt;I've seen snowfall in the summertime&lt;br /&gt;Felt the healing of the powers above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the world from the highest mountain&lt;br /&gt;Tasted love from the purest fountain&lt;br /&gt;I've seen lips that spark desire&lt;br /&gt;Felt the butterflies a hundred times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've even seen miracles&lt;br /&gt;I've felt the pain disappear&lt;br /&gt;But still haven't seen anything&lt;br /&gt;That amazes me quite like you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You bring me up when I'm feeling down&lt;br /&gt;You touch me deep you touch me right&lt;br /&gt;You do the things I've never done&lt;br /&gt;You make me wicked you make me wild&lt;br /&gt;Cause baby you're my #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've sailed in a perfect dream&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the sun make love to the sea&lt;br /&gt;I've kissed the moon a million times&lt;br /&gt;Danced with angels in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've even seen miracles&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the tears disappear&lt;br /&gt;But still haven't seen anything&lt;br /&gt;That amazes me quite like you do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Enrique Iglesias&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-6623979364183184521?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/6623979364183184521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=6623979364183184521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/6623979364183184521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/6623979364183184521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/10/youre-my-no1.html' title='You&apos;re My No.1'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-2923048942454972483</id><published>2007-10-13T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T18:05:49.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better off??</title><content type='html'>I'm not entitled to those feelings anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not allowed to think of you, think about us, that &lt;em&gt;once-upon-a-time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should let those memories go and let you let go of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only wait for the day when you'll return me all those things I've given you in those 5 years together. Letters, cards, etc, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you finally get rid of them, from the comforts of your room, I know it's time I start letting you go too. It's killing me inside and I'm long dead for having real feelings for anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep hurting myself by trying to be with anyone else, for deep inside you are still my &lt;em&gt;Number One. &lt;/em&gt;Who can replace that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't wanna cheat myself, my feelings and that feeling of whoever gonna come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can love no one and I hope it stays that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rather be alone, miserable as I maybe, at least I'm not letting another hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be fine, and perhaps I'll survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But  honestly, I'm better off &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;six-feet-under.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-2923048942454972483?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/2923048942454972483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=2923048942454972483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/2923048942454972483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/2923048942454972483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/10/better-off.html' title='Better off??'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-5269722196324418121</id><published>2007-10-13T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T17:35:03.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really am a burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I should be dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LET ME DIE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-5269722196324418121?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/5269722196324418121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=5269722196324418121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/5269722196324418121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/5269722196324418121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-really-am-burden.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-502456345740493133</id><published>2007-10-13T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T01:27:47.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Looks?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zwnnpzjlHeo/Rw-rxc7K3NI/AAAAAAAAALI/QPW98ffbZY4/s1600-h/short-chop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120500167409851602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zwnnpzjlHeo/Rw-rxc7K3NI/AAAAAAAAALI/QPW98ffbZY4/s320/short-chop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zwnnpzjlHeo/Rw-rsc7K3MI/AAAAAAAAALA/Kp_AWYXkEY0/s1600-h/short-choppy-shag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120500081510505666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zwnnpzjlHeo/Rw-rsc7K3MI/AAAAAAAAALA/Kp_AWYXkEY0/s320/short-choppy-shag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm desperately seeking new hairdos. Works a bitch cos everyone with long hair &lt;strong&gt;HAVE &lt;/strong&gt;to bun-up 'em hair. How frustrating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm wasting too much time in front of the mirror!! I hate &lt;em&gt;fussing &lt;/em&gt;about how my hair looks and you should know by now, I am indeed a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;perfectionist!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Every freaking strand of hair has to be in place and trust me there's no such thing as the "perfect-bun". Damn, i wonder how all those flight attendants does it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not good at it and my only option, to end my endless &lt;em&gt;whining &lt;/em&gt;is to simply chop 'em hair off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's sad and damn it... But, it'll grow back.. right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need some comforting words and please don't tell me to stick it out, bun my hair day in, day out... I can't do it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give this &lt;em&gt;shorty &lt;/em&gt;some LOVE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. Which of the 2 pics?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-502456345740493133?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/502456345740493133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=502456345740493133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/502456345740493133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/502456345740493133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-looks.html' title='New Looks?'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zwnnpzjlHeo/Rw-rxc7K3NI/AAAAAAAAALI/QPW98ffbZY4/s72-c/short-chop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-5185546456803786606</id><published>2007-10-12T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T20:12:17.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Friday...</title><content type='html'>Argh... Crappy crappy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No medications, horrible tummy cramps and aching back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a super good back rub and painkillers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lying in bed won't help much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, Eid'07 is finally here. Doesn't feel like the festive again. I guess as we aged, festivities loses its novelty. Sad but true. But I look forward to eating all those &lt;em&gt;kuih-muih(s), &lt;/em&gt;still your typical &lt;strong&gt;fat-kid. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EID MUBARAK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun putting back the kilos we've lost over the past month!! hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-5185546456803786606?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/5185546456803786606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=5185546456803786606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/5185546456803786606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/5185546456803786606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/10/friday-friday.html' title='Friday Friday...'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-7324951359740111114</id><published>2007-10-09T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T13:18:08.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horoscope for Tuesday, 09 October</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This is likely to be a busy day for you. You will feel a bit like a social butterfly as you flirt from group to group. Pay special attention to anyone new in your life. All signs are that you are going to meet someone, most likely a man, who will have a tremendous impact on your life. Hmmmm, who do you think it could be? Keep your eyes open for a stranger in your midst! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking for that man.. where are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiddin'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-7324951359740111114?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/7324951359740111114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=7324951359740111114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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explained. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;We are each owed a death, at which time it will come or where is a mystery. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Live each day as if it were your last. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Make amends with those you crossed or who crossed you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Tell that special one in your life that you love them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Smile at passers by.&lt;br /&gt;Help someone in need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-7107443308079414689?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/7107443308079414689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=7107443308079414689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/7107443308079414689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/7107443308079414689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/10/mystery-of-death.html' title='The Mystery of Death'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-256576496654633956</id><published>2007-10-09T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T15:28:40.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Being happy doesn't mean everything's perfect; it just means you've decided to see beyond the imperfections. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because of you I laughed a little harder, cried a little less and smiled a lot for no special reason&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happiness is found along the way, not at the end of the road. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience; but where he stands in times of challenge and controversy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-256576496654633956?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/256576496654633956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=256576496654633956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/256576496654633956'/><link 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/&gt;Those wonderful talks in the dark&lt;br /&gt;it all seems just like yesterday&lt;br /&gt;when we'd go out and play&lt;br /&gt;The crazy summer nights&lt;br /&gt;and silly little fights&lt;br /&gt;your beautiful eyes&lt;br /&gt;like no other guy's&lt;br /&gt;how they'd stare into mine&lt;br /&gt;oh so sweet and divine&lt;br /&gt;at that moment i thought i knew&lt;br /&gt;that i couldn't be without you&lt;br /&gt;you were always there&lt;br /&gt;in my times of despair&lt;br /&gt;the one who'd make me smile&lt;br /&gt;making it all worth while&lt;br /&gt;i loved the way we used to be&lt;br /&gt;and how you used to treat me&lt;br /&gt;then one day&lt;br /&gt;it all went the wrong way&lt;br /&gt;you said you didn't want me anymore&lt;br /&gt;and you simply walked out that door&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know why&lt;br /&gt;you left me there to cry&lt;br /&gt;all of those tears&lt;br /&gt;brought back all of my fears&lt;br /&gt;everything i miss&lt;br /&gt;along with our first kiss&lt;br /&gt;but your gone now&lt;br /&gt;and i have moved on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but that light shining out my window pane&lt;br /&gt;brought back these memories very insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zwnnpzjlHeo/Rwp43M7K3LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/5WurDKcI2wQ/s1600-h/in+kl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119036816217529522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zwnnpzjlHeo/Rwp43M7K3LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/5WurDKcI2wQ/s320/in+kl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-2113166128038919603?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zwnnpzjlHeo/Rwp43M7K3LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/5WurDKcI2wQ/s72-c/in+kl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-1003454625630983162</id><published>2007-10-09T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T02:29:56.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wish...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zwnnpzjlHeo/Rwp23c7K3KI/AAAAAAAAAKw/jIzuF3y8z0U/s1600-h/Where+my+heart+beats.....jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119034621489241250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zwnnpzjlHeo/Rwp23c7K3KI/AAAAAAAAAKw/jIzuF3y8z0U/s320/Where+my+heart+beats.....jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;If I could have just one wish,&lt;br /&gt;I would wish to wake up everyday&lt;br /&gt;to the sound of your breath on my neck,&lt;br /&gt;the warmth of your lips on my cheek,&lt;br /&gt;the touch of your fingers on my skin,&lt;br /&gt;and the feel of your heart beating with mine...&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that I could never find that feeling&lt;br /&gt;with anyone other than you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-1003454625630983162?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/1003454625630983162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=1003454625630983162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/1003454625630983162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/1003454625630983162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/10/wish.html' title='A Wish...'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zwnnpzjlHeo/Rwp23c7K3KI/AAAAAAAAAKw/jIzuF3y8z0U/s72-c/Where+my+heart+beats.....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-41908341114818000</id><published>2007-10-09T02:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T02:22:51.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not A Day Goes By</title><content type='html'>Written by daylight, not a soul disappeared -&lt;br /&gt;with a heart for the lost, and rage for the feared.&lt;br /&gt;How long shall she await the day that you come?&lt;br /&gt;Surely it has been too long; where are you from?&lt;br /&gt;Since not a day goes by, time passes slowly&lt;br /&gt;the look within says " you'll never come for me".&lt;br /&gt;Harsh words implanted inside of each blank page,&lt;br /&gt;scribbles of pain from hearts of fear, loss, and rage.&lt;br /&gt;Written by daylight, not a soul disappeared-&lt;br /&gt;with a heart for the lost, and rage for the feared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long shall she await the day that you come?&lt;br /&gt;Surely it has been too long; where are you from?&lt;br /&gt;Proven that societies right, a heartless thief,&lt;br /&gt;taking yet, another hopeless life full of grief.&lt;br /&gt;Surely it is not fair to take her away&lt;br /&gt;from the dreams that she lost in her yesterday(s).&lt;br /&gt;For, her dreams were of you and your promises -&lt;br /&gt;a heart of the lost, with fantasies Bliss.&lt;br /&gt;Written by daylight, not a soul disappeared-&lt;br /&gt;with a heart for the lost, and rage for the feared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since not a day goes by, time passes slowly&lt;br /&gt;the look within says " you'll never come for me".&lt;br /&gt;Awaiting the thoughts do that torture the brain,&lt;br /&gt;driving a woman of faith, weak and in pain,&lt;br /&gt;to places of satisfaction - evil are you,&lt;br /&gt;to replace thoughts of kindness, tender and true. . .&lt;br /&gt;The last time of asking - how long shall she wait?&lt;br /&gt;Death is on her side, of which you did create:&lt;br /&gt;Written by daylight, not a soul disappeared-&lt;br /&gt;with a heart for the lost, and rage for the feared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-41908341114818000?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/41908341114818000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=41908341114818000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/41908341114818000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/41908341114818000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/10/not-day-goes-by.html' title='Not A Day Goes By'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-6613823792607411120</id><published>2007-10-09T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T15:32:29.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate That I Love You</title><content type='html'>[Rihanna (Ne-Yo):]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;That's how much I love you (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;That's how much I need you (yeah, yeah, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;And I can't stand ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Must everything you do&lt;br /&gt;make me wanna smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can I not like it for awhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;No..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Ne-Yo:]&lt;br /&gt;but you won't let me&lt;br /&gt;You upset me girl&lt;br /&gt;then you kiss my lips&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden I forget&lt;br /&gt;that I was upset&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember what you did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Ne-Yo:]&lt;br /&gt;But I hate it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Rihanna:]&lt;br /&gt;You know exactly what to do&lt;br /&gt;So that I can't stay mad at you&lt;br /&gt;For too long, that's wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Ne-Yo:]&lt;br /&gt;But I hate it&lt;br /&gt;You know exactly how to touch&lt;br /&gt;So that I don't wanna fuss and fight no more&lt;br /&gt;So I despise that I adore you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Rihanna (Ne-Yo):]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And I hate how much I love you boy (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand how much I need you (I need you)&lt;br /&gt;And I hate how much I love you boy (ooh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I just can't let you go&lt;br /&gt;And I hate that I love you so..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Ne-Yo:]&lt;br /&gt;And you completely know the power that you have&lt;br /&gt;The only one that makes me laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Rihanna:]&lt;br /&gt;Sad and it's not fair how you take advantage of the fact that I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love you beyond the reason why&lt;br /&gt;And it just ain't right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Ne-Yo:]&lt;br /&gt;And I hate how much I love you girl&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand how much I need you&lt;br /&gt;And I hate how much I love you girl&lt;br /&gt;But I just can't let you go&lt;br /&gt;And I hate that I love you so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Both:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;One of these days maybe your magic won't affect me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And your kiss won't make me weak&lt;br /&gt;But no one in this world knows me the way you know me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;So you'll probably always have a spell on me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;[Rihanna:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;That's how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;How much I need you&lt;br /&gt;That's how much I need you&lt;br /&gt;That's how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;That's how much I need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Rihanna (Ne-Yo):]&lt;br /&gt;And I hate that I love you sooo...&lt;br /&gt;And I hate how much I love you boy (Hey)&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand how much I need you (I can't stand how much I need you)&lt;br /&gt;And I hate how much I love you boy (yeah...ooh)&lt;br /&gt;But I just can't let you go (But I just can't let you go, no)&lt;br /&gt;And I hate that I love you so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Both:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And I hate that I love you so.. so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zwnnpzjlHeo/Rwpyt87K3JI/AAAAAAAAAKo/5VFl77yiPAc/s1600-h/HariRaya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119030060233972882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zwnnpzjlHeo/Rwpyt87K3JI/AAAAAAAAAKo/5VFl77yiPAc/s320/HariRaya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raya'04... sweetest memories. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irreplaceable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-6613823792607411120?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/6613823792607411120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=6613823792607411120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/6613823792607411120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/6613823792607411120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/10/hate-that-i-love-you.html' title='Hate That I Love You'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zwnnpzjlHeo/Rwpyt87K3JI/AAAAAAAAAKo/5VFl77yiPAc/s72-c/HariRaya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-991535581659791619</id><published>2007-10-04T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T01:18:00.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I came across a piece of paper with a poem printed on it amidst all my &lt;em&gt;junks &lt;/em&gt;while I did my spring cleaning earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I somehow remembered I wrote it on a card for Mr. Capricorn earlier &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; year and which I &lt;em&gt;blogged &lt;/em&gt;about too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help it but tears just flowed freely... Emotions were raw... Well, click the link below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might just feel that emotion come rushing in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-hard-to-think-of-you.html"&gt;http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-hard-to-think-of-you.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I could completely let him go, I feel trapped in this emotions that's constantly lingers around his memories. Perhaps, I would like to find the one who'll surpassed him. But that's hardly possible. I'm way too critical...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-991535581659791619?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/991535581659791619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=991535581659791619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/991535581659791619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/991535581659791619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-came-across-piece-of-paper-with-poem.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-5991487609402626039</id><published>2007-09-27T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T22:33:01.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Remember me when I am gone away,&lt;br /&gt;Gone far away into the silent land;&lt;br /&gt;When you can no more hold me by the hand,&lt;br /&gt;Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.&lt;br /&gt;Remember me when no more day by day&lt;br /&gt;You tell me of our future that you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;planned&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Only remember me; you understand&lt;br /&gt;It will be late to counsel then or pray.&lt;br /&gt;Yet if you should forget me for a while&lt;br /&gt;And afterwards remember, do not grieve:&lt;br /&gt;For if the darkness and corruption leave&lt;br /&gt;A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,&lt;br /&gt;Better by far you should forget and smile&lt;br /&gt;Than that you should remember and be sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Christina Rossetti&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-5991487609402626039?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/5991487609402626039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=5991487609402626039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/5991487609402626039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/5991487609402626039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/09/remember.html' title='Remember'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-8440476746095177239</id><published>2007-09-27T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T21:18:56.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*hush now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I'll hush now, keep quiet and continue my &lt;em&gt;incredible &lt;/em&gt;silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silent, while I watch my whole life pass right by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept thinking of past mistakes. Trust me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of regrets doesn't mean you'll learn, I'm one of the &lt;em&gt;idiots &lt;/em&gt;who keeps repeating them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad habits? No, just very bad judgements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the &lt;em&gt;goodness &lt;/em&gt;in me, can't seem to &lt;strong&gt;let those steam off. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continue to believe in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of things, but I stop trusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My judgements at least.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;damn... i'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-8440476746095177239?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/8440476746095177239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=8440476746095177239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/8440476746095177239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/8440476746095177239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/09/hush-now.html' title='*hush now...'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-2687600659507937710</id><published>2007-09-22T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T23:58:06.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horoscope for Saturday, 22 September</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A last-minute invitation? Say yes. A different route beckoning? Take it. An unexpected smile coming your way? Return it, with interest -- say hi, too. Are you ready for something and/or someone new? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting reading, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total &lt;em&gt;insignificant&lt;/em&gt;, but I'm like whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-2687600659507937710?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/2687600659507937710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=2687600659507937710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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among the dark,&lt;br /&gt;a Lonely dog begins to bark.&lt;br /&gt;On the streets a car drives past,&lt;br /&gt;how long in the darkness will i last?&lt;br /&gt;The rose i hold, once bright and fine&lt;br /&gt;Slowly withers and starts to die.&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in the dark a bird starts singing,&lt;br /&gt;a phone elsewhere then starts ringing.&lt;br /&gt;Its time to let go, of all i know.&lt;br /&gt;the World will carry on&lt;br /&gt;even though you're gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-2766348761989320839?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/2766348761989320839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=2766348761989320839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/2766348761989320839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/2766348761989320839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/09/even-though-youre-gone.html' title='Even though you&apos;re gone'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-5455247644046904951</id><published>2007-09-22T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T00:42:54.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to Think</title><content type='html'>As time goes by,&lt;br /&gt;voices saying please don't cry,&lt;br /&gt;try to be strong when you're feeling low,&lt;br /&gt;things will mend one day you know,&lt;br /&gt;each time you're down just try to think,&lt;br /&gt;there have been good times just try and see,&lt;br /&gt;try to think more positively,&lt;br /&gt;all these feelings you have to fight,&lt;br /&gt;its the only way things will be right,&lt;br /&gt;it may take time just don't let go,&lt;br /&gt;but its so very hard you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-5455247644046904951?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/5455247644046904951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=5455247644046904951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/5455247644046904951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/5455247644046904951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/09/time-to-think.html' title='Time to Think'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-1189422173282112974</id><published>2007-09-17T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T22:15:39.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;"Sometimes I wish I were a kid again; skinned knees are a lot easier to fix than a broken heart."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know it's fu*king random.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can't place a figure on my &lt;em&gt;lingering &lt;/em&gt;thoughts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's a messed up head up there, GOD knows why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just need a good break from humans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A hiatus would be good. But when, where, how??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-1189422173282112974?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/1189422173282112974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=1189422173282112974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/1189422173282112974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/1189422173282112974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/09/sometimes-i-wish-i-were-kid-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-6918159038029056942</id><published>2007-09-16T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T23:12:35.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FUCK EVERYTHING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-6918159038029056942?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/6918159038029056942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=6918159038029056942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/6918159038029056942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/6918159038029056942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/09/fuck-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-3434783376994752472</id><published>2007-09-16T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T22:55:22.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words by Confucius</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;By three methods we may learn wisdom: First, by &lt;em&gt;reflection&lt;/em&gt;, which is noblest; Second, by &lt;em&gt;imitation&lt;/em&gt;, which is easiest; and third by &lt;em&gt;experience&lt;/em&gt;, which is the bitterest. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do not impose on others what you yourself do not desire. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-3434783376994752472?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/3434783376994752472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=3434783376994752472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/3434783376994752472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/3434783376994752472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/09/words-by-confucius.html' title='Words by Confucius'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-2995140566628619773</id><published>2007-09-16T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T22:48:09.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crystal Tears of Insanity</title><content type='html'>Tears come ever so slowly&lt;br /&gt;sating my pain in their wake&lt;br /&gt;Upon this night they are falling&lt;br /&gt;my heart fully crushed from the break&lt;br /&gt;Dreams, tattered, tonight now crumble&lt;br /&gt;beneath the weight of the pain&lt;br /&gt;Ever so slowly they tumble&lt;br /&gt;inside of my soul once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope has gone into hiding&lt;br /&gt;faith lost among tears left to cry&lt;br /&gt;My heart is a vessel residing&lt;br /&gt;among all the wreckage inside.&lt;br /&gt;Crashing upon all the thunder&lt;br /&gt;the ocean of tears come to flood&lt;br /&gt;Pulling my mind ever under&lt;br /&gt;voiding my life of laughter and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A prison for all of the aching&lt;br /&gt;inside of my soul there to see&lt;br /&gt;Tarnished, bruised, and forsaking&lt;br /&gt;catch and hold tightly to my sanity.&lt;br /&gt;Ripping through vessels that tarry&lt;br /&gt;inside of my mind and my heart&lt;br /&gt;On wings of death they are carried&lt;br /&gt;shattered pieces of love torn apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No place found among all the heartache&lt;br /&gt;no memories cling to the mind&lt;br /&gt;No warmth of a thought in the face&lt;br /&gt;of the love that has fallen behind&lt;br /&gt;Vacant and sated by teardrops&lt;br /&gt;inside of my heart they now churn&lt;br /&gt;Forever silent and faded&lt;br /&gt;memories that are tattered and burnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darkness upon my heart lingers&lt;br /&gt;now calmly caressing my mind&lt;br /&gt;The hands of the clock still ticking&lt;br /&gt;taking away all thoughts left inside.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly I find myself drifting&lt;br /&gt;among all the ashes I see&lt;br /&gt;Demons bound now they are shifting&lt;br /&gt;as I try to hold on to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No heart fills with light come the morning&lt;br /&gt;just emptiness floods in the soul&lt;br /&gt;A darkness has captured the dawning&lt;br /&gt;Leaving me broken and cold&lt;br /&gt;Now vacant eyes stare in the distance&lt;br /&gt;no longer do I feel the pain&lt;br /&gt;Forever subdued of resistance&lt;br /&gt;lost in the plague of insanity's claim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-2995140566628619773?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/2995140566628619773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=2995140566628619773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/2995140566628619773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/2995140566628619773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/09/crystal-tears-of-insanity.html' title='Crystal Tears of Insanity'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-1274870444410640881</id><published>2007-09-15T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T22:19:47.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Older.. So what??</title><content type='html'>I'm emotional drained out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26, started on a very low note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That vulnerable feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not through with it yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-1274870444410640881?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/1274870444410640881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=1274870444410640881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/1274870444410640881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/1274870444410640881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/09/older-so-what.html' title='Older.. So what??'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-1160303712258263972</id><published>2007-09-13T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T23:24:09.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing For Absolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;There's nowhere left to hide&lt;br /&gt;In no one to confide&lt;br /&gt;The truth burns deep inside&lt;br /&gt;And will never die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Muse&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-1160303712258263972?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/1160303712258263972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=1160303712258263972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/1160303712258263972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/1160303712258263972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/09/sing-for-absolution.html' title='Sing For Absolution'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-5370433919661318469</id><published>2007-09-07T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T14:59:58.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all about you, then be you</title><content type='html'>Want to grow new, break free of the old.&lt;br /&gt;What's been holding you in is emotions and feelings, let them go.&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to pick yourself up, than it is to carry another on your back.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of you lifting them up; most times, they'll pull you down too.&lt;br /&gt;Some things in your life just can't be fixed.&lt;br /&gt;Know your time to start over new.&lt;br /&gt;Recognize the things you can never change, but discover what about yourself you can.&lt;br /&gt;Break the circle of the past and it's hold on your present&lt;br /&gt;and experience life outside it's boundary.&lt;br /&gt;Find people who lift you up and move around&lt;br /&gt;and away from the ones that hold you down now.&lt;br /&gt;As you do, your personality will change and new opportunities will come to you.&lt;br /&gt;Be what you want to be, not what others expect you to be.&lt;br /&gt;What was fun for you in the past is now become old routine.&lt;br /&gt;Do something different and you'll become different.&lt;br /&gt;Go to new places, met new people, it's never too late &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-5370433919661318469?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/5370433919661318469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=5370433919661318469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/5370433919661318469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/5370433919661318469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-all-about-you-then-be-you.html' title='It&apos;s all about you, then be you'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-2729201021831897209</id><published>2007-09-07T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T14:55:11.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Were Mine</title><content type='html'>If I never see the light of day&lt;br /&gt;I will know that you are mine&lt;br /&gt;If I never breathe another breath&lt;br /&gt;All of that would be so fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can't open my arms again&lt;br /&gt;And behold anything that's new&lt;br /&gt;Just as long as I lived my entire life&lt;br /&gt;And as long as I have loved you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I never see the sun again&lt;br /&gt;Or walk in a cool moonlit night&lt;br /&gt;I know that you were mine before&lt;br /&gt;And you kept me in your sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been to heaven in your arms&lt;br /&gt;All the treasures of the world were mine&lt;br /&gt;I have the glory of the Lord forever&lt;br /&gt;And I drank of his sacred wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will always be my greatest love&lt;br /&gt;To the very end of time&lt;br /&gt;And I know I will have had heavens best&lt;br /&gt;When you held me and you were mine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-2729201021831897209?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/2729201021831897209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=2729201021831897209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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nothing made a sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the sun slept through the day&lt;br /&gt;And the stars fell from the sky&lt;br /&gt;If the deserts became oceans&lt;br /&gt;And the oceans all ran dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the clouds were made of stone&lt;br /&gt;And the earth was made of glass&lt;br /&gt;If music had no melody&lt;br /&gt;And the future was the past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the mountains turned to wax&lt;br /&gt;And melted with the dawn&lt;br /&gt;If flowers were all grey&lt;br /&gt;And nature’s beauty gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I woke up tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;And everything was new&lt;br /&gt;I'd still be sure of one thing&lt;br /&gt;Sure that I loved you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-1703293768728321754?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/1703293768728321754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=1703293768728321754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/1703293768728321754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/1703293768728321754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/09/if-i-woke-up-tomorrow.html' title='If I Woke Up Tomorrow'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-3674410970981184567</id><published>2007-08-08T09:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T09:03:46.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://www.ZangyGraphics.com/picture.php?c=quotes&amp;n=35&gt;&lt;img src=http://ZangyGraphics.com/quotes/pic13.jpg border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://zangygraphics.com/imgs/logo.php"&gt;&lt;img src="http://zangygraphics.com/imgs/zangylogo.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-3674410970981184567?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/3674410970981184567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=3674410970981184567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/3674410970981184567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/3674410970981184567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-3031194327865025683</id><published>2007-08-07T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T12:28:53.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear</title><content type='html'>I'm not one to be afraid of another person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm scared of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear for myself when you are near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm afraid I'll never be able to be myself, get what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are holding on to me so tightly that I can't breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let me go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am my own person&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-3031194327865025683?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/3031194327865025683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=3031194327865025683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/3031194327865025683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/3031194327865025683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/08/fear.html' title='Fear'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-8581137116239986485</id><published>2007-08-07T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T11:37:46.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally..</title><content type='html'>Awaken by the sound of drilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna sleep and never to awake again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my life is heading towards a direction I'm not fully sure of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your &lt;/em&gt;one hand maybe clapping. But I'm keeping mine to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you hurt me then, now intend to change, make good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna be a &lt;em&gt;sucker&lt;/em&gt; again for empty promises....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm through trying to pick the pieces of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You come along... but now you crash it all again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've instilled too much fear in me for me to carry this on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE LET ME GO!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-8581137116239986485?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/8581137116239986485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=8581137116239986485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/8581137116239986485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/8581137116239986485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/08/finally.html' title='Finally..'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-7542001613046298384</id><published>2007-07-20T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T09:07:52.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here By Me</title><content type='html'>Thoughts drifting away from reality...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the person I've become, the lies I've told. And perhaps the heart I might break...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only..... years ago... that crazy day in July didn't happen... Where would we be now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 years on... somehow, I'm still stuck on you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I hope you're doing fine up there without me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm not doing so good without you&lt;br /&gt;The things I thought you'd never know about me&lt;br /&gt;Were the things I guess you always understood&lt;br /&gt;So how could I have been so blind for all these years&lt;br /&gt;I guess I only see the truth through all this fear of living without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everything I have in this world&lt;br /&gt;And all that I'll ever be&lt;br /&gt;It could all fall down around me&lt;br /&gt;Just as long as I have you right here by me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't take another day without you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause, baby, I could never make it on my own&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting so long just to hold you&lt;br /&gt;And to be back in your arms where I belong&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I can't always find the words to say&lt;br /&gt;But everything I've ever known gets swept away&lt;br /&gt;Inside of your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everything I have in this world&lt;br /&gt;All that I'll ever be&lt;br /&gt;It could all fall down around me&lt;br /&gt;Just as long as I have you right here by me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the days roll on I see&lt;br /&gt;Time is standing still for me&lt;br /&gt;When you're not here&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry I can't always find the words to say&lt;br /&gt;Everything I've ever known gets swept away&lt;br /&gt;Inside of your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x2&lt;br /&gt;And everything I have in this world&lt;br /&gt;And all that I'll ever be&lt;br /&gt;It could all fall down around me&lt;br /&gt;Just as long as I have you right here by me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;- Three Doors Down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-7542001613046298384?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/7542001613046298384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=7542001613046298384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/7542001613046298384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/7542001613046298384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/07/here-by-me.html' title='Here By Me'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-1192606133783480536</id><published>2007-07-04T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T23:07:43.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I ain't dead</title><content type='html'>I ain't dead, so is this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just so caught up with alot of things lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's confusing how life is, and I'm trying to keep it as &lt;em&gt;uncomplicated &lt;/em&gt;as possible. It's tough though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, my stupid HP is acting up &lt;strong&gt;YET &lt;/strong&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiyo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-1192606133783480536?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/1192606133783480536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=1192606133783480536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/1192606133783480536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/1192606133783480536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-aint-dead.html' title='I ain&apos;t dead'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-5560110925914740593</id><published>2007-06-19T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T17:53:09.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confuse soul</title><content type='html'>Before I start... please check out that "confused" smiley on the top right hand corner. Cool eh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading on, forward, it's shaky, it's complicated and I"m still as confuse as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny, I find myself drifting to thoughts of &lt;em&gt;Mr. Capricorn, &lt;/em&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not love, I know. It's just a sense of comfort, a sense of ease that I still have. He'll be in my thoughts, almost daily and deep inside, I compare the two. He still come out tops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm evil... a heart should choose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-5560110925914740593?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/5560110925914740593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=5560110925914740593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/5560110925914740593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/5560110925914740593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/06/confuse-soul.html' title='confuse soul'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-2612032669233539435</id><published>2007-06-15T12:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T12:57:20.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally.. An Update</title><content type='html'>oh, perhaps not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's complicated &amp; what's worse, I'm uncertain about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to doubt where I am in life, where I stand in certain issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to doubt my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see things in so many different perspective that I'm beginning to doubt &lt;em&gt;us. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get away from it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, is it so complicated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you hanged on to certain things, you get pushed away from time to time. But when you let go, finally they understood your &lt;em&gt;resilient&lt;/em&gt; but you decided to move away, go all quiet. That &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;infamous &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"disappearing act".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you said you've changed and I wonder, what if?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos somewhere out there, a person yearns for me more than I him. Loves me than I do him. But, this heart of mine can't seem to focus, can't seem to do good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid, Karma &lt;em&gt;will &lt;/em&gt;bite me in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope &amp; pray I don't end up hurting him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now I'm hurting cos I know not what I want and I'm stuck in something I'm having doubts in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Where is the love???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-2612032669233539435?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/2612032669233539435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=2612032669233539435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/2612032669233539435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/2612032669233539435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/06/finally-update.html' title='Finally.. An Update'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-4115699053870241143</id><published>2007-06-02T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T15:50:03.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Between</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;let me apologize to begin with&lt;br /&gt;let me apologize for what I'm about to say&lt;br /&gt;but trying to be genuine&lt;br /&gt;was harder than it seemed&lt;br /&gt;and somehow i got caught up in between&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me apologize to begin with&lt;br /&gt;let me apologize for what I'm about to say&lt;br /&gt;but trying to be someone else&lt;br /&gt;was harder than it seemed&lt;br /&gt;and somehow i got caught up in between&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;between my pride and my promise&lt;br /&gt;between my lies and how the truth gets in the way&lt;br /&gt;the things i want to say to you&lt;br /&gt;get lost before they come&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that's worse than one is none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me apologize to begin with&lt;br /&gt;let me apologize for what I'm about to say&lt;br /&gt;but trying to regain your trust&lt;br /&gt;was harder than it seemed&lt;br /&gt;and somehow i got caught up in between&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;between my pride and my promise&lt;br /&gt;between my lies and how the truth gets in the way&lt;br /&gt;the things i want to say to you&lt;br /&gt;get lost before they come&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that's worse than one is none&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that's worse than one is none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cannot explain to you&lt;br /&gt;in anything i say or do or plan&lt;br /&gt;fear is not afraid of you&lt;br /&gt;but guilt's a language you can understand&lt;br /&gt;i cannot explain to you&lt;br /&gt;in anything i say or do&lt;br /&gt;but hope the actions speak the words they can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my pride and my promise&lt;br /&gt;for my lies and how the truth gets in the way&lt;br /&gt;the things i want to say to you&lt;br /&gt;get lost before they come&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that's worse than one is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pride and my promise&lt;br /&gt;between my lies and how the truth gets in the way&lt;br /&gt;the things i want to say to you&lt;br /&gt;get lost before they come&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that's worse than one is none&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that's worse than one is none&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that's worse than one is none &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Linkin Park&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-4115699053870241143?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/4115699053870241143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=4115699053870241143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/4115699053870241143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/4115699053870241143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/06/in-between.html' title='In Between'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-6014055856266258377</id><published>2007-06-01T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T10:41:23.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>People I miss</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is a list...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bestie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cuzzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) My ex-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;CX&lt;/span&gt; mummy&lt;br /&gt;4) Mr. Capricorn&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;em&gt;that idiotic friend that's on a f**king long &lt;/em&gt;hiatus&lt;br /&gt;6) the kiddos...&lt;br /&gt;7) some peeps from the ex-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;CX&lt;/span&gt; family who are now &lt;em&gt;everywhere....&lt;/em&gt;boohoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, who miss me??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-6014055856266258377?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/6014055856266258377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=6014055856266258377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/6014055856266258377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/6014055856266258377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/06/people-i-miss.html' title='People I miss'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-3802055581908498349</id><published>2007-06-01T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T10:37:15.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irritable Lil' Midget</title><content type='html'>I feeling oh-so irritable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm actually PMS&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;but, there's so many things going on that  I'm feeling confused. Even my &lt;em&gt;heart &lt;/em&gt;is confuse!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;.. &amp; that's bad. I trust my heart, my instincts &lt;em&gt;most/some of the times &lt;/em&gt;&amp;amp; I feel that those two let me down this time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna blog a longer post but there's another thing that's &lt;strong&gt;bitching &lt;/strong&gt;to me. A freaking MIGRAINE!!! Just one of those days, it's reaching an all-time high on the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;pain-o-meter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's not making it any better.. Two sick people, two irritable feeling. We got on each others nerves moments ago....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit, I've got no patience, I speak my mind, I don't mind hurting someone else, someone who loves me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos, I don't really believe in LOVE no more... I just don't think I do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's breaking my heart, cos I feel that I'm slowly breaking his.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I please run away???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S. I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;soooooo&lt;/span&gt; damn addicted to Summer Love by Justin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Timberlake&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;... It's freaking hot, HOT, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;HHHOOTTTTTT&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need happy pills. Where can I get them??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-3802055581908498349?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/3802055581908498349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=3802055581908498349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/3802055581908498349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/3802055581908498349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/06/irritable-lil-midget.html' title='Irritable Lil&apos; Midget'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-6156445133247452465</id><published>2007-05-26T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T11:05:23.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the middle of the night, I'm feeling excited...</title><content type='html'>That's what I've been feeling the whole week long. I could hardly keep my excitement under wraps... I'm just soaking up the moments, counting my blessings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how I'm feeling, I want to get lost in this moment, &lt;em&gt;permanently.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the road ahead isn't gonna be smooth or easy, but I'm confident, we'll build a foundation strong enough to withstand what life might throw at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;em&gt;floating on the 9.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-6156445133247452465?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/6156445133247452465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=6156445133247452465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/6156445133247452465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/6156445133247452465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/05/in-middle-of-nite.html' title='In the middle of the night, I&apos;m feeling excited...'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-2064597869644626613</id><published>2007-05-25T08:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T08:50:14.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zwnnpzjlHeo/RlYycVl5GpI/AAAAAAAAAKY/FrAoEbSOHVI/s1600-h/anewbeginning+group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068293893065874066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zwnnpzjlHeo/RlYycVl5GpI/AAAAAAAAAKY/FrAoEbSOHVI/s400/anewbeginning+group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zwnnpzjlHeo/RlYvDFl5GoI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/npdDWBrxpuw/s1600-h/anewbeginning+group.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forever etched in my memory...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-2064597869644626613?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/2064597869644626613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=2064597869644626613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/2064597869644626613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/2064597869644626613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-beginning.html' title='A New Beginning'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zwnnpzjlHeo/RlYycVl5GpI/AAAAAAAAAKY/FrAoEbSOHVI/s72-c/anewbeginning+group.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-3482120977682468338</id><published>2007-05-21T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T00:39:50.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben &amp; Jerry's *rocks*</title><content type='html'>D E S C R I B E Y O U R:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wallet:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;- Guess Wallet (it's my mami's) :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream car:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;- hmmm.. Lexus RX300... or aniting big for a petite gal like moi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toothbrush?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;- Oral B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jewelry worn daily?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;- a ring bought frm HKG and otha frm Jessy gal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's your favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;- Purple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cologne/Perfume:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;- hmm.. gotta be Body Shop's White Musk &amp; Victoria Secrets Endless Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos uploaded on you page:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;- it's all about me &amp;amp; me.. all abt a gal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W H A T A R E Y O U:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;- wat's right or wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;- to do the right thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;- Ben &amp; Jerry's Ice-Cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last person who called you?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;- someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love?:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;- dat L word... its a crazy word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in soul mates?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;- I do, I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like seafood?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;- yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last person you text?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;- him (&amp;amp; i'm still texting him) :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you consider yourself beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;- nope.. jus cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you consider yourself a man?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;- nope.. a boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who did you last meet?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;- him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you turn to?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;- my inner self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you fond of?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;- my nephew &amp;amp; niece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got any plans for the weekend?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;- the weekend is over. but very much well spent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; a great person...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-3482120977682468338?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/3482120977682468338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=3482120977682468338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/3482120977682468338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/3482120977682468338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/05/ben-jerrys-rocks.html' title='Ben &amp; Jerry&apos;s *rocks*'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-7048135042497929995</id><published>2007-05-20T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T14:31:21.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All about a gal...</title><content type='html'>What are you doing right now ?&lt;br /&gt;** slacking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What were you doing this morning at 6am?&lt;br /&gt;** going back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What were you doing 2 hours ago?&lt;br /&gt;** lying in bed, listening to my hp songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Are you any good at art?&lt;br /&gt;** &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; such a bad artist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you have any famous ancestors?&lt;br /&gt;** i dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Are you mad at anyone right now?&lt;br /&gt;** maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you know the words to the song on your blog profile?&lt;br /&gt;** a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Last thing received in mail?&lt;br /&gt;** ah, horoscope readings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How many different drinks have you had today?&lt;br /&gt;** 2. Ice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;milo&lt;/span&gt; &amp; ice lemon tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you ever leave messages on people's answering machine?&lt;br /&gt;** nope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Any plans for tonight?&lt;br /&gt;** nope.. anyone wanna date me out?? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.. lamer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;seh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you draw your name in the sand when you go to the beach?&lt;br /&gt;** &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;erm&lt;/span&gt;.. i dun bother..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What's the most painful dental procedure you've had?&lt;br /&gt;** can't recall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What's outside your front door?&lt;br /&gt;** plants &amp;amp; footwear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you have plans on Friday night?&lt;br /&gt;** &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tis&lt;/span&gt; coming &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; be stuck at work.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; plans do i dare make??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you like the ocean?&lt;br /&gt;** nature are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;GODs&lt;/span&gt; gift...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Have you ever received one of those big tins of 3 different kinds of popcorn for Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;** huh?? they exist, u mean??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Have you ever been to a planetarium?&lt;br /&gt;** &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;wats&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Something you are excited about?&lt;br /&gt;** &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;... ice-cream, chocs, sweets &amp;amp; Whale Teeter Tooter (blue) *grins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Who around you has the most problems?&lt;br /&gt;** everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Are any of your great- grandparents still alive?&lt;br /&gt;** nope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Where do you keep your change?&lt;br /&gt;** my purple colored purse :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. When was the last time you spoke in front of a large group of people?&lt;br /&gt;** can't recall such scary incidents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Do you like anyone right now?&lt;br /&gt;** maybe.... dun ask me 2 spill the beans. My lips are sealed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What was the weather like on your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;** last year, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; it was normal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you sleep with the door to your room open or closed?&lt;br /&gt;** closed.. talk about privacy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-7048135042497929995?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/7048135042497929995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=7048135042497929995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/7048135042497929995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/7048135042497929995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-are-you-doing-right-now-slacking-2.html' title='All about a gal...'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-3005314047345386018</id><published>2007-05-20T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T14:13:46.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Sunday... is it sunny??</title><content type='html'>Do you straighten your hair everyday?&lt;br /&gt;- nope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite girly magazine?&lt;br /&gt;- aniting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you kill for chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;- Kill? erm... maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeans or skirts?&lt;br /&gt;- jeans, no doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear clothes/shoes/jewelry that's uncomfortable?&lt;br /&gt;- no way.... it's all in the comfy wear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever spend all day/night getting pretty for a guy?&lt;br /&gt;- erm... it's wen u dun try "too hard" dat u'll get notice... so jus be urself... it's their lost it they can't see the goodness within... true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you leave the house without makeup on?:&lt;br /&gt;- like duh.. why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a scale of 1-10 how fun is shopping?&lt;br /&gt;- seriously.... way beyond 10...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you spoiled?&lt;br /&gt;- spoiled? nope.. independent though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think lipgloss is the best?:&lt;br /&gt;- no way.. i hate that sticky after effects... disgusting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you freak out if you miss your favorite show?&lt;br /&gt;- sometimes... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you yell a lot?&lt;br /&gt;- hahaha.. depends on when, where &amp; with who...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long does it take you to get ready?&lt;br /&gt;- i take super long showers but once I'm out of the bathroom, I'm "speed demon". I love showers, playing with water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear sweatpants/pajama pants to school/work?&lt;br /&gt;- are u crazy? if your answer is No, then.. there u go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accessories make the outfit; true or false&lt;br /&gt;- sometimes it reali helps to have accessories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u like skater boys?&lt;br /&gt;- skater boys? yup.. the ones i see on TV during the X-games..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is pink truly the best color in the entire universe?:&lt;br /&gt;- PINK is a damn girly color.. if u noe me, then u shld noe dat I HATE PINK! it's yucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lip gloss a must?:&lt;br /&gt;- nope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;status?&lt;br /&gt;- i dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever dressed unlike yourself to impress a guy?&lt;br /&gt;- as long as i don't compromise my own likings, i guess it's ok... but, why bother to impress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you often wish there was something you could change?&lt;br /&gt;- who doesn't wish for dat? I always had, always will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gold or silver?&lt;br /&gt;- as long as they are nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy that you like/love/whatever, what's his name?&lt;br /&gt;- ssshhhh... hush hush....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you dress up too much for holidays?&lt;br /&gt;- nope.. I'm a t-shirt jeans kinda gal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like wearing dresses?&lt;br /&gt;- i love dresses.. but I'm a bit too self-conscious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you write a lot of mushy love poems?&lt;br /&gt;- used to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a scale of 1-10, how much do guys confuse you?&lt;br /&gt;- guys are confusing... beyond 10, again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makeup could you not live w/ out?&lt;br /&gt;- baby powder??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you hate right at this moment ?&lt;br /&gt;- i hate "dilemmas"...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-3005314047345386018?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/3005314047345386018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=3005314047345386018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/3005314047345386018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/3005314047345386018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-sunday-is-it-sunny.html' title='It&apos;s Sunday... is it sunny??'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-946904064413251796</id><published>2007-05-13T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T00:15:02.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Under Rug Swept</title><content type='html'>I'm having those moments again. Where &lt;em&gt;situations &lt;/em&gt;occured but then come end of the day, it's totally forgotten..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure whether I like whats happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess it's just you, the lets not talk about &lt;em&gt;attitude&lt;/em&gt;. Lets move on and be happy. And at times I'm glad but other times I feel like I need to confront the whole issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come again, I think about it. It's not important, issues or no issues. There are akward moment thanks to &lt;em&gt;yours &lt;/em&gt;truly. But then we get drifted in our &lt;em&gt;web of insanity &lt;/em&gt;and at those moments, I'm seeing the &lt;em&gt;your-old-self &lt;/em&gt;again. I guess what you said was true, our getting to know process was at a time when u weren't so caught up with stuff, so the &lt;em&gt;attention &lt;/em&gt;spent was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, no more bed of roses but, heck, once in awhile getting back into nice, silly, interesting conversations with a friend is what you truly need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still thinking of that &lt;em&gt;friend &lt;/em&gt;who went all &lt;em&gt;reclused &lt;/em&gt;oh-so-sudden. GOD works in miraculous ways and he'll show us the way....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-946904064413251796?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/946904064413251796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=946904064413251796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/946904064413251796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/946904064413251796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/05/under-rug-swept.html' title='Under Rug Swept'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-1186930303658070705</id><published>2007-05-13T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T20:14:51.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Posted on 13th May&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time check : 0330 (time to hit the showers)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the scariest thoughts that hit me as I headed to bed. That very same thoughts that break me. The same thoughts that linger till right this moment....&lt;br /&gt;And here I am thinking I'm stronger and better.&lt;br /&gt;But only to realized I've grown weaker and worser.&lt;br /&gt;Why do I screw things up, ending up with regrets beyond hope?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-1186930303658070705?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/1186930303658070705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=1186930303658070705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/1186930303658070705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/1186930303658070705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/05/posted-on-13th-may-time-check-0330-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-6086192608835872125</id><published>2007-05-13T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T20:13:34.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ME!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Posted on 12th May (haha...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time check : 2159 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pick up time : 0405 (13th May)&lt;br /&gt;Mood : all cried out.. i supposed. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I did the unthinkable.. hahaha. Suddenly i felt like me in weeks. No keeping quiet. It might just bite me rite back in the behind, but so what?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i care too much about what others thought of me. But, why do I worry myself silly? If they can't see the goodness in me, it's their freaking lost.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna get all messed up about it every time, again &amp;amp; again.&lt;br /&gt;Hopeless romantic turns up dead, and winked!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-6086192608835872125?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/6086192608835872125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=6086192608835872125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/6086192608835872125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/6086192608835872125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/05/posted-on-12th-may-haha.html' title='ME!!'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-6426103732773444435</id><published>2007-05-13T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T20:07:36.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgotten</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Posted on 12th May (just one of those endless ranting days... )&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a gal with a BIG HEART!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I said, screw emotions. I don't want it involve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually meant it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;But sometimes, it gets in the way. Dang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-6426103732773444435?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/6426103732773444435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=6426103732773444435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/6426103732773444435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/6426103732773444435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/05/forgotten.html' title='Forgotten'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-6364623540621195708</id><published>2007-05-13T20:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T20:05:58.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Posted on 12th May&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I find myself asking my silly head this million dollar question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHY BOTHER??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHY BOTHER??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHY BOTHER??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHY BOTHER??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw it, screw everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-6364623540621195708?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/6364623540621195708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=6364623540621195708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/6364623540621195708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/6364623540621195708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/05/posted-on-12th-may-again-i-find-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-6537801099208271240</id><published>2007-05-13T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T20:05:10.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopeless Romantic turned up dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Posted on 11th May&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me... The era that was once me, is dead along with my sanity, my genuine smiles, my heartiest laughters, my warmth touch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't just happened. I just had that realization. I'm turning cold, starting to open my eyes. See the world through a different light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I happy now? Nope. But, at least I'm not all hung up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-6537801099208271240?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/6537801099208271240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=6537801099208271240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/6537801099208271240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/6537801099208271240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/05/hopeless-romantic-turned-up-dead.html' title='Hopeless Romantic turned up dead'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-2294100882581860832</id><published>2007-05-13T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T20:04:21.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Posted on 9th May&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2330hrs, I should go to bed. That job starts at 0430hrs.. Imagine how much sleep I'll be getting??&lt;br /&gt;Trying to focus. Trying to hold back. Trying to go out on a limb. But why?&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, someone got to me today or should I say just minutes ago. I guess my silences and my bo-chap(ness) was just too much that I couldn't hold back any longer. Will this change things? I dunno?&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I guess everything will be swept under the rug once morning comes. And I'm still trying to figure if dat's a good thing or a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;So much changes the past couple of weeks. Disappointments were plenty.&lt;br /&gt;Whoever wants to leave, just leave. If you feel like staying, the choice is yours...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-2294100882581860832?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/2294100882581860832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=2294100882581860832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/2294100882581860832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/2294100882581860832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/05/posted-on-9th-may-its-2330hrs-i-should.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-1797765137474809730</id><published>2007-05-13T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T20:03:37.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Posted on 8th May (pls don't ask why!)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The only way to have a friend is to be one. - Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If u prick us do we not bleed? If u tickle us do we not laugh? If u poison us do we not die? &amp;amp; if u wrong us shall we not revenge? - William Shakespeare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-1797765137474809730?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/1797765137474809730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=1797765137474809730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/1797765137474809730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/1797765137474809730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/05/posted-on-8th-may-pls-dont-ask-why-only.html' title='Friend....'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-1405349302873289231</id><published>2007-05-13T20:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T20:02:19.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Assumption</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Posted on 8th May (again!)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we worked on the assumption that what is accepted as true really is true, then there would be little hope for advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Orville Wright&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-1405349302873289231?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/1405349302873289231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=1405349302873289231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/1405349302873289231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/1405349302873289231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/05/posted-on-8th-may-again-if-we-worked-on.html' title='Assumption'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-2587512198386305302</id><published>2007-05-13T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T20:00:59.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>temporary</title><content type='html'>*** This post and the next 8 &lt;em&gt;post &lt;/em&gt;was posted on my Friendster blog due to the &lt;em&gt;sickening-neverending &lt;/em&gt;problems that blogger is &lt;strong&gt;presenting &lt;/strong&gt;it's blogger. Anyhow, I'm just gonna stick to Blogger, shitty as it is. I pray it returns to &lt;em&gt;normalcy &lt;/em&gt;soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming back here cos I guess, I'm addicted to the whole &lt;em&gt;indulgeinmypain &lt;/em&gt;id (for now). Haha... I'm in the midst of creating a new blogskin and changing my whole blog ad. I really should make do with a &lt;em&gt;less painful-sounding &lt;/em&gt;add. Any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So enjoy what you missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Posted on 8th May&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself back on Friendster Blog, where my passion for blogging started. From here, I had moved on to a couple "greener" blogger network. Unfortunately the reason I'm back here is cos my darling computer is being a bit** and not allowing me to access my account healthily. I'm not sure whats wrong and I've tried the pass couple of days to rectify the problem, but I can't. I need expert help.&lt;br /&gt;OK, so this is my temporary space to vent frustrations, relive joys and to bury disappointments.&lt;br /&gt;Last day at CX ended with a lot of crying eyes. I was a bit drained out from previous days of crying buckets that perhaps, I had lost the ability to cry. *sigh* Gonna miss all those CX peeps, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Life at my current job, erm... I'm not digging it. Seriously am not! I no longer feel that I Love my job, I'm only working cos I don't wanna run out of ka-chings! Oh, someone rescue me. I wanna be a tai-tai, any rich man interested??&lt;br /&gt;My hand phone been quite a bit**, so I'm about to send it to the "Nokia Medical Clinic"..., today. But I'll still be contactable.&lt;br /&gt;It's about time. Furthermore, I need a closure on a particular area of my life, kinda wipe every memory out.&lt;br /&gt;"The true hypocrite is the one who ceases to perceive his deception, the one who lies with sincerity - Andre Gide".&lt;br /&gt;I guess now I don't need a reason or explanation. I don't need anything, just the truth shall set your worrying soul free. Do yourself dat lil' favour, can?&lt;br /&gt;Enuf of this random(ness) from me.&lt;br /&gt;Just the start of the week and my ditsy gal factor has soared!! I did a silly blunder last night, which resulted in me struggling to cut open a handbag. Mine you, I didn't steal it OK. It belonged to me and it had almost all my most valuable possessions in it. The bag had a numbered lock which I changed a few minutes before closing it up, then BAM!! The damn bag won't open again!! Argh! Struggled with it, got my mom to struggle with it too. Finally, decided to cut open the bag cos I urgently need everything in the for work. Oh, it was the CX handbag and a gal friend had asked dat I take a pic of dat pathetic looking cut-up bag and blog about it, but I shan't disgrace the property of my former company though I was tempted. So yah, dats my silly act, 12plus in the morning, cutting up a bag and losing important sleep. Never be as silly as me OK. I'm beginning to feel bimbo-tic, but, nah, bimbo must pretty, but I cute... so count me out. Just my ditsy day.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so loving watching the Heroes series, I'm savoring every episode and I get goofily excited  when the character Hiro Nakamura comes on screen. What more the T.D character, Mohinder Suresh (hottie, no?). Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;I'm at semi logger-heads with my cat Bo. I'm pissed cos he tried scratching my face the other day. The reason being, my mom saw a smaller cuter cat lingering on the 3rd floor the other day and she called out to me. This smaller cuter cat was so adorable. I started playing with it, Bo saw it, and trust me, I've never heard him growled before and he sounded scary! He was jealous that I was affectionately stroking a smaller cuter cat and tried to scratch the cat, so i had to bring the kitty away from my old cat. When I got back to him, I scolded him about his unfriendly behavior, he looked at me and went for my face, oh trust me, had i not good reflexes this cute face would have been scarred!! ARGH!!I'm still pissed at him, I don't care.. he don't care... Haha... Love-hate, relationships. I dig them! :p&lt;br /&gt;OK, enough of this long super scattered post. I feel relieved! Finally, able to get almost everything out of my system.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-2587512198386305302?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/2587512198386305302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=2587512198386305302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/2587512198386305302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/2587512198386305302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/05/temporary.html' title='temporary'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-4814508025012507380</id><published>2007-05-12T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T22:48:17.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brianstorm - Arctic Monkeys</title><content type='html'>The only reason I'm posting is cos I'm sooo freaking ADDICTED to the song you hearing on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, blame it on TV Mobile. Cos everytime i get on a bus, the song it's playing. It became a daily intake, now I'm freaking addicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suggest you turn off the volume of your speakers or exit from my blog. See you have a choice. And the 3rd being, you can, like me, immerse yourself and get addicted to this catchy little song. I think this shall be my themesong, for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so catchy and I can't stop moving to it. I keep feeling like jumpping on my feet and dance dance dance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, blogger is still a BITCH.. find me at that link i posted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. People, are you addicted yet??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-4814508025012507380?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/4814508025012507380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=4814508025012507380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/4814508025012507380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/4814508025012507380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/05/brianstorm-arctic-monkeys.html' title='Brianstorm - Arctic Monkeys'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-1849469293376490836</id><published>2007-05-11T12:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T12:58:30.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Knew</title><content type='html'>They say that you never know what you have until you lose it. This is not true, you know what you have; losing it is what makes you appreciate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-1849469293376490836?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/1849469293376490836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=1849469293376490836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/1849469293376490836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/1849469293376490836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-knew.html' title='I Knew'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-8001800581462583338</id><published>2007-05-09T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T13:52:34.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>temporary move...</title><content type='html'>The only thing I can do on Blogger now is to edit my template.. To blog is tough, the function buttons are all &lt;em&gt;screwed &lt;/em&gt;up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So till Blogger cleans up their act, click the link below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farrafina.blogs.friendster.com/beautiful_disaster/"&gt;http://farrafina.blogs.friendster.com/beautiful_disaster/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'll be back.. dats only temporary...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-8001800581462583338?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/8001800581462583338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=8001800581462583338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/8001800581462583338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/8001800581462583338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/05/temporary-move.html' title='temporary move...'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-8459746995578252208</id><published>2007-05-07T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T21:05:28.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There is no path to truth, it must come to you. Truth can come to you only when your mind and heart are simple, clear, and there is love in your heart; not ifyour heart is filled with the things of the mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- J. Krishnamurti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-8459746995578252208?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/8459746995578252208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=8459746995578252208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/8459746995578252208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/8459746995578252208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/05/there-is-no-path-to-truth-it-must-come.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-1077288274376168998</id><published>2007-05-07T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T14:16:17.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The theory is that you will learn a lot&lt;br /&gt;of little known facts about those who&lt;br /&gt;know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Start Time: 2030hrs&lt;br /&gt;2. Name: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Farrafina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Nickname: too many&lt;br /&gt;4. Astrology sign: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Virgo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Gender: Female&lt;br /&gt;7. Hair color: naturally brown&lt;br /&gt;8. Eye color: black (oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wateva&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;9. Height: cute&lt;br /&gt;10. Favorite color: purple&lt;br /&gt;11. Glasses: Polo Ralph&lt;br /&gt;13. tattoos: none&lt;br /&gt;14. Birthplace: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;KK&lt;/span&gt; Hospital&lt;br /&gt;15. Area code: country code, can?&lt;br /&gt;16. friends: close to my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******HAVE YOU EVER*****&lt;br /&gt;17. cut your own hair?: doubt so&lt;br /&gt;18. Done something in the past&lt;br /&gt;regret? : who hasn't? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;jus&lt;/span&gt; gotta learn&lt;br /&gt;from it, no doubt&lt;br /&gt;19. Have you ever met someone you were&lt;br /&gt;not supposed to?: yes&lt;br /&gt;21. Skipped school? : *grins&lt;br /&gt;22. Bungee jumped? : nope&lt;br /&gt;24. Punched someone? : &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Cheated on someone? : NO&lt;br /&gt;26. Been arrested?: Nope&lt;br /&gt;27. Broken into someones house? I'm no&lt;br /&gt;criminal&lt;br /&gt;28. Been to a funeral?: Yup&lt;br /&gt;32. Used a lighter? : Yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****FAVORITE*****&lt;br /&gt;34. Season: Autumn&lt;br /&gt;36. Ice cream flavor: choc chip&lt;br /&gt;37. School subject(s) : English&lt;br /&gt;38. Candy: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;anyting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Breakfast: usually skip them&lt;br /&gt;40. Juice: mango&lt;br /&gt;41. Book(s): &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;aniting&lt;/span&gt; from John &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Grisham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Paulo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Coelho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Movie(s): too many&lt;br /&gt;43. Song(s): too many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Letter(s): F&lt;br /&gt;51. Favorite fast food&lt;br /&gt;restaurant : &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;LJS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Disney Princess: Belle (character&lt;br /&gt;in Beauty &amp;amp; the Beast)&lt;br /&gt;53. TV station: ?&lt;br /&gt;54. Name for a son: --&lt;br /&gt;54. Name for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;daugter&lt;/span&gt;: --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******DO YOU PREFER*****&lt;br /&gt;56. Chocolate or Vanilla? : Vanilla&lt;br /&gt;ice-cream, everything else, Choc&lt;br /&gt;57. Alcoholic or not? : No&lt;br /&gt;60. Scary movies or comedies?: Both&lt;br /&gt;61. Short or long hair? : Long?&lt;br /&gt;62. Croutons or bacon bits? : say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******FIRST THINGS THAT COME TO&lt;br /&gt;MIND******&lt;br /&gt;64. Mexicans in general: are hot?&lt;br /&gt;65. School: fun&lt;br /&gt;66. Grass: green&lt;br /&gt;67. Cow: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;mooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Canada: faraway&lt;br /&gt;69. Mouse: useful&lt;br /&gt;70. Hands: soft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******THE PAST 3 DAYS, HAVE YOU******&lt;br /&gt;71. Watched a movie?: yup&lt;br /&gt;72. Talked on the phone? hours ago&lt;br /&gt;73. Cried? : yes&lt;br /&gt;74. Choked?: Nope&lt;br /&gt;75. Drank a glass of water: yup&lt;br /&gt;76. Done Drugs?: NOPE!!&lt;br /&gt;77. Read a book or magazine? mag&lt;br /&gt;78. Watched TV? : uh huh&lt;br /&gt;79. Looked in the mirror?: yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;80. Taken a shower?: of course..&lt;br /&gt;everyday for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; matter&lt;br /&gt;81. Taken a picture? : yes&lt;br /&gt;82. Listened to music? : yup&lt;br /&gt;83. Kissed someone?: yes.. the kiddos&lt;br /&gt;84. Told someone you liked them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;erm&lt;/span&gt;... nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85: End time: 2034&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-1077288274376168998?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/1077288274376168998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=1077288274376168998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/1077288274376168998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/1077288274376168998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/05/theory-is-that-you-will-learn-lot-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-9056340359548497274</id><published>2007-05-04T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T18:51:35.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How To Touch A Girl</title><content type='html'>I think I could like you&lt;br /&gt;But I keep holding back&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't seem to tell&lt;br /&gt;If you're fiction or fact&lt;br /&gt;Show me you can laugh&lt;br /&gt;Show me you can cry&lt;br /&gt;Show me who you really are&lt;br /&gt;Deep down inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;happening&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Could this be for real?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know right now but tonight we'll reveal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how to touch a girl?&lt;br /&gt;If you want me so much&lt;br /&gt;First I have to know&lt;br /&gt;Are you thoughtful and kind?&lt;br /&gt;Do you care what's on my mind?&lt;br /&gt;Or am I just for show?&lt;br /&gt;You'll go far in this world&lt;br /&gt;If you know how to touch a girl&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Jojo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, so it's a nice song. Kinda stuck in my head the whole day cos it played quite a number of times the whole morning as i sat looking lost as i desperately tried to fix my hp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please don't put too much thought in this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt;' entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just a freaking song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop asking me questions I can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;answer&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A phase of &lt;em&gt;emotional detachment...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-9056340359548497274?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/9056340359548497274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=9056340359548497274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/9056340359548497274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/9056340359548497274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/05/how-to-touch-girl.html' title='How To Touch A Girl'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-171833570147638404</id><published>2007-05-04T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T18:41:53.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expectation and Disapointment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;When you realize your expectations are selfish, then you'll know whom to blame your disappointments on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-171833570147638404?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/171833570147638404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=171833570147638404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/171833570147638404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/171833570147638404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/05/expectation-and-disapointment.html' title='Expectation and Disapointment'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-3280963835026061903</id><published>2007-05-04T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T18:37:43.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horoscope for Friday, 4th April</title><content type='html'>Annoying situations that arise in connection with whatever you do today could have you feeling stressed out. A sudden desire to escape might spread through your mind. Take care not to work out your frustrations by overindulging in food or drink, as this could only make the situation worse. Focus on the tasks at hand and get them done. Follow that with a long walk to clear your head and a movie to get your mind off it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The storm has passed and my HP is back to its old self. Reason for the &lt;strong&gt;dying &lt;/strong&gt;act it did throughout last night and this morning was, SIM card problem!! Gosh, what a terrible experience. So, safe to say, all my contacts in my phone memory weren't affected, still very much intact as I changed only the SIM card earlier!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lucky me. But, I've done a &lt;strong&gt;back-up &lt;/strong&gt;for all my contacts. The thought of my HP just dying permanently and me being left &lt;strong&gt;handicap&lt;/strong&gt; with no contacts, what a nightmare!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The day hasn't been well. The handphone &lt;strong&gt;sickening &lt;/strong&gt;act and some other stuffs. A freaking emotional day, argh... cried like sooo many times. Just so frustrated with a lot of other things. I'm really tired of the &lt;strong&gt;waiting game&lt;/strong&gt;. Really.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna gt away... far far far far far AWAY!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-3280963835026061903?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/3280963835026061903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=3280963835026061903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/3280963835026061903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/3280963835026061903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/05/horoscope-for-friday-4th-april.html' title='Horoscope for Friday, 4th April'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-8700674851626680808</id><published>2007-05-04T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T09:30:03.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HANGED!</title><content type='html'>My hand phone is being a f*cking BITCH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It keeps hanging on me! Every time I get it going again, a few seconds later, it shutdowns and restarts on its own! WTF!! It kinda like have a life of its own. *spooky*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know whats the best thing, all my contacts are in my PHONE memory.. I've got none store in my SIM card. I dunno what to do. I'll be so freaking &lt;em&gt;lost&lt;/em&gt; if I send my hp for servicing without saving the contacts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so frustrated and someone is being such an &lt;em&gt;unconcern &lt;strong&gt;jacka*s. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Irritating!!&lt;br /&gt;Why bother hanging around, just F***K OFF!!!! Aaaaarrrrrrrgggggghhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pissed and very frustrated!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-8700674851626680808?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/8700674851626680808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=8700674851626680808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/8700674851626680808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/8700674851626680808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/05/hanged.html' title='HANGED!'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23213223.post-7874934286393892050</id><published>2007-05-03T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T11:01:06.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A $20 bill</title><content type='html'>A well-known speaker started off his seminar by holding up a $20.00 bill. In the room of 200, he asked,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who would like this $20 bill?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands started going up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "I am going to give this $20 to one of you but first, let me do this. He proceeded to crumple up the $20 dollar bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then asked, "Who still wants it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still the hands were up in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he replied, "What if I do this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he dropped it on the ground and started to grind it into the floor with his shoe. He picked it up, now crumpled and dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now, who still wants it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still the hands went into the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends, we have all learned a very valuable lesson. No matter what I did to the money, you still wanted it because it did not decrease in value. It was still worth $20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times in our lives, we are dropped, crumpled, and ground into the dirt by the decisions we make and the circumstances that come our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We feel as though we are worthless. But no matter what has happened or what will happen, you will never lose your value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dirty or clean, crumpled or finely creased, you are still priceless to those who DO LOVE you. The worth of our lives comes not in what we do or who we know, but by WHO WE ARE and WHOSE WE ARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are special- Don't EVER forget it."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dv.daisypath.com/zVfYp8.png" alt="DaisypathVacation Ticker" border="0" width="400" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23213223-7874934286393892050?l=indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/feeds/7874934286393892050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23213223&amp;postID=7874934286393892050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/7874934286393892050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23213223/posts/default/7874934286393892050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinmypain.blogspot.com/2007/05/20-bill.html' title='A $20 bill'/><author><name>Beautiful Disaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/Farrafina/4f183714.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
