<?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-1197419945398148383</id><updated>2011-12-03T16:15:20.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Ineradicable affection</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>90</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-2556111872853191490</id><published>2011-12-03T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T16:15:20.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ufpR3p45gTs/TtnaZyPatsI/AAAAAAAAB2w/FWE4ZQs_fZM/s1600/IMG_0148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681812541422614210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ufpR3p45gTs/TtnaZyPatsI/AAAAAAAAB2w/FWE4ZQs_fZM/s400/IMG_0148.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-izlAog1se4k/TtnaZTTnASI/AAAAAAAAB2g/CJbDx9yJPfg/s1600/IMG_0136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681812533118697762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-izlAog1se4k/TtnaZTTnASI/AAAAAAAAB2g/CJbDx9yJPfg/s400/IMG_0136.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CUaQ62i-RBY/TtnaZLwLpTI/AAAAAAAAB2U/gmZIVcEK8GU/s1600/IMG_0108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681812531091055922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CUaQ62i-RBY/TtnaZLwLpTI/AAAAAAAAB2U/gmZIVcEK8GU/s400/IMG_0108.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M6r6BNyabhs/TtnaYgI331I/AAAAAAAAB2M/2LepwABYnTY/s1600/IMG_0105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681812519383457618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M6r6BNyabhs/TtnaYgI331I/AAAAAAAAB2M/2LepwABYnTY/s400/IMG_0105.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G7iVUVg9eUU/TtnaYb5FEyI/AAAAAAAAB2A/Tn4wjx6wBeQ/s1600/IMG_0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681812518243472162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G7iVUVg9eUU/TtnaYb5FEyI/AAAAAAAAB2A/Tn4wjx6wBeQ/s400/IMG_0100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-2556111872853191490?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2556111872853191490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2556111872853191490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ufpR3p45gTs/TtnaZyPatsI/AAAAAAAAB2w/FWE4ZQs_fZM/s72-c/IMG_0148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-4164434203148051305</id><published>2011-11-07T08:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T08:37:37.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But it's too late to think of the value of my life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(25, 25, 25); line-height: 18px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-6511232096426841941" style="width: 636px; position: relative; line-height: 1.4; "&gt;I know that smile. I know what it feels like to reply, "I'm good." when someone asks you how you are. But not because you are good, because you're just so used to saying it, that you don't even think about it anymore. You don't even realize the question that's being asked. Your response is just so rehearsed, that it comes out with no effort. Just like that beautiful smile, darling. It breaks your heart to lie to those you love. It's so hard to tell them everything is perfectly fine. But it's even harder to tell them the truth. You don't want to be in such a vulnerable state. You can't handle that kind of pity. But you gotta believe me when I tell you, darling, you're not alone. I'm here for you. I understand that reflection you see every night. The one you don't even recognize anymore. That same smile that you've been wearing for years to fool everyone into thinking that you're fine, has finally fooled you. Just for that split second, when you look in the mirror and see that stranger smiling back at you, you believe it. You actually think you might be happy. But then, your heart starts to hurt, your body starts to ache, your tears starts to flood, and all the memories come back. You're not okay. You're not happy. You're dying from the inside out, and nobody even bothers to notice. You feel like you're alone and everyone has given up on you. But you have to believe me, you're not alone, darling. I'm here. I'm right here holding your hand. I'm rubbing your back as you cry on my shoulder. Even if you can't see me, or hear me, I'm here. And I'm not going anywhere. Because I know what it feels like to want to just throw it all away and say, "fuck it." I know what it feels like to think, "I'm not worth it. Nobody cares about me, and everyone leaves. So it's my turn. I'm going to be the one to leave this time, and leave them hurting and alone." But darling, you are so incredibly worth it. Your life matters to me. Even if we've never talked, or if I don't even know your name. I'm here for you. And I care about you. I don't want you to go anywhere. Maybe I'm your bestfriend, maybe I'm your mother, maybe I'm your baby sister, or your father that's never home. I care about you, and I don't want you to go anywhere. I know it's tough darling, but hang in there. Do it for me. Do it for everyone who's ever told you they loved you. I'm so sorry you have to wear this fake smile every day. But stay strong, darling. Stay strong and hold on to the mystery of tomorrow.&lt;div style="clear: both; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-6511232096426841941" style="width: 636px; position: relative; line-height: 1.4; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-6511232096426841941" style="width: 636px; position: relative; line-height: 1.4; "&gt;It's been very hard for me darling, im sorry I have to put you through this. I love you. Please be there for me. xo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-footer" style="line-height: 1.6; margin-top: 1.5em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-4164434203148051305?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/4164434203148051305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/4164434203148051305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2011/11/but-its-too-late-to-think-of-value-of.html' title='But it&apos;s too late to think of the value of my life.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-7532009406152779147</id><published>2011-09-22T14:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T14:12:04.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save yourself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LHK9NzAV7TU/TnrPDF8qX7I/AAAAAAAAB04/kQoN4B_-D-U/s1600/photo-7.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LHK9NzAV7TU/TnrPDF8qX7I/AAAAAAAAB04/kQoN4B_-D-U/s400/photo-7.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655059934160248754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you read this, think. Think about every single word, every single sentence that you read. You're young. You need to live. You need to realize that being mad at someone is silly. People make mistakes, we're human, it's okay. Forgive and forget. Don't lose a friend because something small happen, forgive them. Forget about their mistakes, you want the same from them if you did it. If you like someone, tell them. You don't know what could happen to them. It's sad to think about, but it's true. People die everyday, every minute, every second. You never know. Have fun, dance in public, sing at the top of your lungs, don't hold in a laugh, and don't hold back a smile. Dress how you want, not how others want you to. Be free, don't let anyone tell you what you can and cannot do. Say what's on your mind, tell everyone your thoughts, let out your opinion, it should never go unheard. Live your life as much as you can because you never know what could happen. You just don't know.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you so tired of all these overreactive tear ducts too, sweetie? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over-thinking. It usually happens at night; right before I sleep, If I even sleep. You know what I mean, right? The rush of thoughts. Sometimes, I can't keep up with myself. I think so much, that I don't know what to do. I over-think the situation so much I scare myself. I lay in bed, stare at the wall, and my thoughts run wild. I think about everything and anything. But what I hate is, I can't control what goes into my mind. I can't help it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-7532009406152779147?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/7532009406152779147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/7532009406152779147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2011/09/save-yourself.html' title='Save yourself.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LHK9NzAV7TU/TnrPDF8qX7I/AAAAAAAAB04/kQoN4B_-D-U/s72-c/photo-7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-8121006712232027540</id><published>2011-08-22T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T00:45:09.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lights will guide you home, and ignite your bones.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RcUKcuKNJ_Y/TlE0wxGY78I/AAAAAAAAB0w/ORfEKLOOfrk/s1600/Picture%2B1.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RcUKcuKNJ_Y/TlE0wxGY78I/AAAAAAAAB0w/ORfEKLOOfrk/s400/Picture%2B1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643349820490444738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THIS IS MY FATTEST BEST BROTHER! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you know what's the true meaning of sleeping together? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing dirty. Nothing naughty. Just sleeping. It's just sleeping with that someone and knowing that they're in your arms and you're in theirs. They want to feel close to you. You want to know they are the closest to your heart. They want to hear you breathe when you fall asleep as they sleep next to you. As they fall asleep, you want to cuddle with that someone and just hold them close. It's that moment where you don't want to let go and that moment where you dont want them to forget that this is a special moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-8121006712232027540?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/8121006712232027540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/8121006712232027540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2011/08/lights-will-guide-you-home-and-ignite.html' title='Lights will guide you home, and ignite your bones.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RcUKcuKNJ_Y/TlE0wxGY78I/AAAAAAAAB0w/ORfEKLOOfrk/s72-c/Picture%2B1.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-6101698172778310996</id><published>2011-08-17T06:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T06:39:11.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And all I loved, I loved alone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rjt5WN9w5b4/TkrxdCYrTPI/AAAAAAAAB0o/J86vwpbJ6dE/s1600/Picture%2B1.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rjt5WN9w5b4/TkrxdCYrTPI/AAAAAAAAB0o/J86vwpbJ6dE/s400/Picture%2B1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641586964393839858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're sick of feeling alone? Don't worry, you're not the only one. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Late at night, when the exhaustion of sleep deprivation broke down my defenses, everything starts slipping away. My mind was a sieve, and I would someday not be able to remember the precise colour of the sky. Emptiness lies deep down inside all of us. Sometimes it crawls it's way to the top only to drown us in despair, and that's when it hits you. You feel so hallow, so vacant, and lack emotions. You feel nothing, and yet everything at the same time.  Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life... You give them a piece of you. they didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then  your life magically isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working it's way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's the soul-hurt. But, there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears. And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They say time heals... hahah. Nah, it just makes you stronger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Godnight, xo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-6101698172778310996?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/6101698172778310996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/6101698172778310996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2011/08/and-all-i-loved-i-loved-alone.html' title='And all I loved, I loved alone.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rjt5WN9w5b4/TkrxdCYrTPI/AAAAAAAAB0o/J86vwpbJ6dE/s72-c/Picture%2B1.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-5428774754514489584</id><published>2011-07-21T15:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T15:47:32.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An eye for an eye. We had the world blind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UcTJN2YxxpU/TifZYKQ77DI/AAAAAAAAB0g/ofpFw8lgbrw/s1600/dfgdfgdfg.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UcTJN2YxxpU/TifZYKQ77DI/AAAAAAAAB0g/ofpFw8lgbrw/s400/dfgdfgdfg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631708868145572914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tBmb75dXWu0/TifZX-DZ8FI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/elre6W6ta3Y/s1600/Picture%2B7.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tBmb75dXWu0/TifZX-DZ8FI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/elre6W6ta3Y/s400/Picture%2B7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631708864867594322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kPlgIkjN6wI/TifZXjWvuyI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/vOmOW1jG5nM/s400/Picture%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631708857700956962" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could go back in time when I wrote sad little poems, I'd punch myself right in the face because it gets worse. It gets much, much worse. I know-blahblahblah, nobody gives shit about your broken heart, but you know something? Most days, Im not even sure what I'm upset about.. I seems like I have everything, and on the other hand, nothing.. Until I met, someone. I dont know him well, neither does he understand me. But as days past, things just seem, better.. (: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-5428774754514489584?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/5428774754514489584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/5428774754514489584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2011/07/eye-for-eye-we-had-world-blind.html' title='An eye for an eye. We had the world blind.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UcTJN2YxxpU/TifZYKQ77DI/AAAAAAAAB0g/ofpFw8lgbrw/s72-c/dfgdfgdfg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-2245529383698427519</id><published>2011-07-09T13:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T14:03:00.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always, all for you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AsSPfeSvtrQ/Thfu7b-43UI/AAAAAAAAB0I/zJBGMBQn8_g/s1600/Picture%2B4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AsSPfeSvtrQ/Thfu7b-43UI/AAAAAAAAB0I/zJBGMBQn8_g/s400/Picture%2B4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627228964313947458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AsSPfeSvtrQ/Thfu7b-43UI/AAAAAAAAB0I/zJBGMBQn8_g/s1600/Picture%2B4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To my SweetHearts, Ilina&amp;amp;Irina:&lt;br /&gt;I'm here. I love you. I don't care if you need to stay up crying all night long, I will stay with you. If you need the medication again, go ahead and take it. I love love you through that, as well. If you don't need it, I will love you too, too. If you decided to go to school, you have my support. If you choose not to, I'll support you. There's nothing you can do to lose my love. I will protect you until you die, and after death I will still protect you. Except the fact that Im older and I'll die sooner. GOD DAMN IT! Okay, sorry, back to point. I love you. I am stronger than Depression and I am braver than Loneliness and nothing, nothing will ever exhaust me. I got you babygirl, I got you.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-2245529383698427519?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2245529383698427519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2245529383698427519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2011/07/always-all-for-you.html' title='Always, all for you.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AsSPfeSvtrQ/Thfu7b-43UI/AAAAAAAAB0I/zJBGMBQn8_g/s72-c/Picture%2B4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-4505992316480556044</id><published>2011-07-05T22:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T23:04:38.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I notice everything, I just don't say anything.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xp9z8huloZc/ThMj3iALqBI/AAAAAAAABz0/ASJY3ovqTTA/s1600/Picture%2B3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xp9z8huloZc/ThMj3iALqBI/AAAAAAAABz0/ASJY3ovqTTA/s400/Picture%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625879796443228178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kEB6xFA-3A8/ThMj30atHiI/AAAAAAAABz8/WeNXJ5C_5QI/s400/photo-2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625879801386311202" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5qi1Q6V4QuE/ThMjnx_DuvI/AAAAAAAABzs/ebpkTJQH6EE/s1600/Picture%2B6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5qi1Q6V4QuE/ThMjnx_DuvI/AAAAAAAABzs/ebpkTJQH6EE/s400/Picture%2B6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625879525855574770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aDm0IJTBBqY/ThMjm_VGEgI/AAAAAAAABzc/UNK_dOyA37g/s400/Picture%2B8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625879512257794562" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zw0MZZwkT-A/ThMjnTRypdI/AAAAAAAABzk/PlS80Sk39gU/s1600/Picture%2B11.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zw0MZZwkT-A/ThMjnTRypdI/AAAAAAAABzk/PlS80Sk39gU/s400/Picture%2B11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625879517612647890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Q9tfvnodmM/ThMjmA9eGtI/AAAAAAAABzM/as12Hm_2UnY/s400/bcgn.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625879495515708114" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have so much free time, I'm actually blogging. Gosh, can you believe it. My blog hits drop like fuck, drastically! Come back and read my blog? ): I'll update everyday!! (Im lying) hahah. I don't understand how we can smile all day but cry to sleep all night. How pictures never change but people in them do. How your best friend can be your worst enemy, or how your worst enemy can be your best friend. How forever turns into a few short months that you'd do anything to get back. How you can let go of something you once said you couldn't live without. How even though you know something is best for you, it just hurts the same. How the people you once wanted to spend every second with, think a few minutes of their time is too much to spare. How people make promises despite knowing how common it is for promises to be broken. Have you ever laid on your bed at night and just cried? Cried because you're ugly. Because you're not good enough. You counted your flaws from head to toe to punish and feel worse about yourself. Cried because the comments people blurt out, actually hurt your feelings. Cried because your family is dysfunctional, but you're just a kid who can't do shit about it. They tell you to stop complaining, that you have it much better than kids in Africa. You don't wanna be a burden so you bottled it up. Around people you're the happiest ray of sunshine. But nobody knows, that at night when you're alone, you break down and just cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is reality. &amp;amp;Society is disgusting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You eat, you're fat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You don't eat, you're a freak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You drink, you're an alcoholic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You don't drink, you're a pussy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You read, you're a nerd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You don't read, you're stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You let someone in, you're too easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You don't let someone in, you're too uptight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You smoke, you think you're cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You don't smoke. they say you're a loser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You had sex, you're a slut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You haven't had sex, you're a frigid little bitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You wear make up, you're a slag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You don't wear make up, you're ugly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can't please anyone, ever. So don't even try. Just be yourself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-4505992316480556044?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/4505992316480556044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/4505992316480556044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-notice-everything-i-just-dont-say.html' title='I notice everything, I just don&apos;t say anything.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xp9z8huloZc/ThMj3iALqBI/AAAAAAAABz0/ASJY3ovqTTA/s72-c/Picture%2B3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-6234681652902870019</id><published>2011-07-04T05:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T05:45:51.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im strong enough to walk away, but broken enough to turn around.</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I waited. I love you so much, how could you do this to me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-6234681652902870019?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/6234681652902870019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/6234681652902870019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2011/07/im-strong-enough-to-walk-away-but.html' title='Im strong enough to walk away, but broken enough to turn around.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-4099686782028542106</id><published>2011-06-05T02:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T02:38:53.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget the risk, take every chance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L4yElERK0Y0/Tep50uSrN-I/AAAAAAAABzE/x51W03sWB5A/s1600/chanel.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L4yElERK0Y0/Tep50uSrN-I/AAAAAAAABzE/x51W03sWB5A/s400/chanel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614433832157263842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't blog lately, I know. Not because I'm busy or lazy. Just didn't see the point to. Everything's so tiring. When I look up my wall, full of my past photos, it made me smile.. I seem so..so..happy back then. Everything just seemed so easy. Im getting breathless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meh. Im sleepy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Certain girls in this planet just deserves to die. Like literally die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Ilina totally have a list of people we want dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still here, bitches and I know everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-4099686782028542106?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/4099686782028542106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/4099686782028542106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2011/06/forget-risk-take-every-chance.html' title='Forget the risk, take every chance.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L4yElERK0Y0/Tep50uSrN-I/AAAAAAAABzE/x51W03sWB5A/s72-c/chanel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-4960455647894610452</id><published>2011-04-24T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T22:20:21.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HiHIHIHIHI!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wyScwnAu40Y/TbQ-MbfsZ1I/AAAAAAAAByo/h2wn-n6V01E/s1600/Picture%2B6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wyScwnAu40Y/TbQ-MbfsZ1I/AAAAAAAAByo/h2wn-n6V01E/s400/Picture%2B6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599168619988412242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Krichelle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-4960455647894610452?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/4960455647894610452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/4960455647894610452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2011/04/dear-javierpxy.html' title='HiHIHIHIHI!'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wyScwnAu40Y/TbQ-MbfsZ1I/AAAAAAAAByo/h2wn-n6V01E/s72-c/Picture%2B6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-2271514927551315934</id><published>2011-04-18T22:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T23:42:22.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If karma doesn't hit you, I will.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Irritating piece of shit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going to bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So smile, laugh, forgive, believe and love all over again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-2271514927551315934?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2271514927551315934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2271514927551315934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2011/04/if-karma-doesnt-hit-you-i-will.html' title='If karma doesn&apos;t hit you, I will.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-2004840127117623506</id><published>2011-03-10T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T16:58:01.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasted Youth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M6Z2S4XAMMQ/TXs1POcOkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/oKP5IcNuK5o/s1600/Photo%2B78.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M6Z2S4XAMMQ/TXs1POcOkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/oKP5IcNuK5o/s400/Photo%2B78.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583114698746663522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Day 1: What you like people to call you.&lt;div&gt;It really depends. hah. If friends that I just get to know, I'll just tell them to call me krich. Cause I really hate it when they kinda can't pronous my name and they'll go like, Kritchelle, Krisell or whatever shit. No joke. Mad dumb. I call my bff bbg though. She just gives me dumb names, like my name goes according to her mood. lol. I personally think my dear would be nice. For boyf I think hun, the short form of honey is just so mad effing cuuuuuuuute! Like seriously. hahahaha. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 2: The best teacher You've ever had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ms dawn probably? No teacher actually cried and prayed for me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 3: Your favourite thing to do on weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont really have any favourite thing to do on weekends. I think doing anything is fine, only if I'm with the one I wanna be with. It'll be fine. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 4: The best vacation you've ever gone on/your dream vacation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best vaccation.. Hmm. Going to korea I guess. I managed to make snow angels. lolol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will continue the rest next time. Mad uber tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gd9! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-2004840127117623506?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2004840127117623506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2004840127117623506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2011/03/wasted-youth.html' title='Wasted Youth.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M6Z2S4XAMMQ/TXs1POcOkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/oKP5IcNuK5o/s72-c/Photo%2B78.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-6366293186817452937</id><published>2011-03-10T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T22:47:35.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c853TZCo5Ao/TXjkeUtIArI/AAAAAAAABvo/kqCO56_JTx0/s1600/tumblr_lh8kf1I6Z41qzm85do1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 387px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c853TZCo5Ao/TXjkeUtIArI/AAAAAAAABvo/kqCO56_JTx0/s400/tumblr_lh8kf1I6Z41qzm85do1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582462947730916018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall do this. Winks.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-6366293186817452937?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/6366293186817452937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/6366293186817452937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2011/03/letter.html' title='Letter'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c853TZCo5Ao/TXjkeUtIArI/AAAAAAAABvo/kqCO56_JTx0/s72-c/tumblr_lh8kf1I6Z41qzm85do1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-7913781317272190254</id><published>2011-03-05T01:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T03:16:04.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Killing me softly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AO0RRflDyIw/TXE5_bb8nWI/AAAAAAAABvg/-FNjcvRAnSg/s1600/Photo%2B49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AO0RRflDyIw/TXE5_bb8nWI/AAAAAAAABvg/-FNjcvRAnSg/s400/Photo%2B49.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580305175148272994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know trust is a feeling that takes years to build but seconds to destroy. However disappointment is a feeling that comes and stay for good. I just hope you'll always remember the decisions are yours to make, and when you make them, stick to it without any doubts or regrets. This life is yours, and you only live once. It's really up to you now. &lt;div&gt;Love is just so many little things. Waiting for the phone to ring, holding hands in a movie. You'll read their texts over and over again. It's the quarreling and making up again. It's the late night home movies you watch when you have no where to go. It's that first drowsy thought in the morning and that last kiss at night...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good relationships don't just happen. They take time, patience, and two people who truly want to be together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im sorry if I expect more from you because I will be willing to do that much for you. No matter how long it's been, or how badly you've treated me. If you say i love you, I'll say it back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;All I can promise you is, no matter who enters your life. i will love you more than any of them. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's 3.fucking.am Took me 2 hours to blog. Fail!! LOL. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Goodnight world. It's gonna be a good day when you wake up later, krichelle! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-7913781317272190254?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/7913781317272190254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/7913781317272190254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2011/03/killing-me-softly.html' title='Killing me softly.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AO0RRflDyIw/TXE5_bb8nWI/AAAAAAAABvg/-FNjcvRAnSg/s72-c/Photo%2B49.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-5366914225487899235</id><published>2011-03-02T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T23:34:24.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I get bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bold &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;what you've done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;graduated high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;smoked a cigarette.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;kissed someone.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;gotten so drunk you passed out.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ridden every ride at an amusement park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;collected something really stupid.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;gone fishing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;watched four movies in one night.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;gone long periods of time without sleep.&lt;br /&gt;lied to someone.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;failed a class.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;been in a car accident.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been in a tornado.&lt;br /&gt;done hard drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;watched someone die. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;been to a funeral.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;burned yourself &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;run a marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;cried yourself to sleep.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;spent over $200 in one day.&lt;br /&gt;flown on a plane.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;written a 5 page letter.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gone skiing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;been sailing.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;had a best friend.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lost someone you loved.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been to jail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;dangerously close to being in jail.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;had detention.&lt;br /&gt;skipped school.&lt;br /&gt;got in trouble for something you didn’t do.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stolen books from the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;gone to a different country.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dropped out of school.&lt;br /&gt;been in a mental hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;watched the “harry potter” movies.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;had an online diary.&lt;br /&gt;fired a gun.&lt;br /&gt;gambled in a casino.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a yard sale.&lt;br /&gt;had a lemonade stand&lt;br /&gt;actually made money at the lemonade stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;been in a school play.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken a lie detector test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;swam with dolphins.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gone to sea world.&lt;br /&gt;voted for someone on a reality tv show&lt;br /&gt;written poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;read more than 20 books a year&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gone to Europe&lt;br /&gt;used a coloring book over age 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;had surgery.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;had stitches&lt;br /&gt;taken a taxi.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seen the Washington monument.&lt;br /&gt;had more than 5 im’s/online conversations going at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;overdosed.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;had a drug or an alcohol problem.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;been in a fist fight.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;suffered any form of abuse.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;had a hamster.&lt;br /&gt;pet a wild animal.&lt;br /&gt;.used a credit card&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gone surfing in California.&lt;br /&gt;done “spirit day” at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;dyed your hair.&lt;br /&gt;gotten a tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;had something pierced.&lt;br /&gt;gotten straight a’s.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been on the honor roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;known someone with hiv or aids.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;taken pictures with a webcam.&lt;br /&gt;started a fire&lt;br /&gt;gotten caught having/going to a party while parents were gone.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come to think of, It's kinda dumb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Studying with Zoe tmr! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-5366914225487899235?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/5366914225487899235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wEqMTtjqki8/TVwHZNxHT4I/AAAAAAAABvQ/JcOW1ujL9xM/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wEqMTtjqki8/TVwHZNxHT4I/AAAAAAAABvQ/JcOW1ujL9xM/s400/photo.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574338568551616386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nngi5iJmJi8/TVwG_9nOpBI/AAAAAAAABvI/WUkhJBwdHEU/s1600/Photo%2B31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nngi5iJmJi8/TVwG_9nOpBI/AAAAAAAABvI/WUkhJBwdHEU/s400/Photo%2B31.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574338134718456850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nngi5iJmJi8/TVwG_9nOpBI/AAAAAAAABvI/WUkhJBwdHEU/s1600/Photo%2B31.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Because Care Bears and bangs rock ass! \m/&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ry2YL9rSH2Y/TVwG_kowbTI/AAAAAAAABvA/_iRJe21eX04/s1600/Photo%2B28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ry2YL9rSH2Y/TVwG_kowbTI/AAAAAAAABvA/_iRJe21eX04/s400/Photo%2B28.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574338128013978930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vDlEIz3POz0/TVwG_fEG5pI/AAAAAAAABu4/7fouazbchp4/s1600/Photo%2B11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vDlEIz3POz0/TVwG_fEG5pI/AAAAAAAABu4/7fouazbchp4/s400/Photo%2B11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574338126518085266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then mummy joined in!! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vDlEIz3POz0/TVwG_fEG5pI/AAAAAAAABu4/7fouazbchp4/s1600/Photo%2B11.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vkrS_I9vgA4/TVwIBuCDwBI/AAAAAAAABvY/nxHuKBo0QPg/s400/j.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574339264407388178" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Ilina DOESN'T pick up the damn phone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kAURcY1ZVSs/TVwG_GO9giI/AAAAAAAABuw/uy9GQv_9tnY/s1600/Photo%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kAURcY1ZVSs/TVwG_GO9giI/AAAAAAAABuw/uy9GQv_9tnY/s400/Photo%2B5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574338119852720674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kAURcY1ZVSs/TVwG_GO9giI/AAAAAAAABuw/uy9GQv_9tnY/s1600/Photo%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When she DECIDED to pick up! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi. I hate school. Literally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm tired of waking up to the same routine everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've seen love die way too many times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's getting old..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm tired of waking up alone and cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pushing myself to get out of bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"im just tired"  That's my excuse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;123 Fuck it. I dont give a fuck about Physics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-469156082094970966?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/469156082094970966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/469156082094970966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2011/02/smile-people-wont-ask-whats-wrong.html' title='Smile, people won&apos;t ask what&apos;s wrong.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wEqMTtjqki8/TVwHZNxHT4I/AAAAAAAABvQ/JcOW1ujL9xM/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-6410364013053283578</id><published>2011-02-08T01:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T02:41:32.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget all the reasons why it wouldn't work and believe the one reason why it will.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TVAuHgnpQBI/AAAAAAAABug/NUG3RuHy4AE/s1600/Photo%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TVAuHgnpQBI/AAAAAAAABug/NUG3RuHy4AE/s400/Photo%2B5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571003445607481362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the phone with baby girl Ilina now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She loves cheese! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; "&gt;I just want you to know that I honestly try my hardest everyday. It makes me feels so tired I died in bed everyday once i get home. But it's actually quite a good thing isn't it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-6410364013053283578?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/6410364013053283578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/6410364013053283578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2011/02/forget-all-reasons-why-it-wouldnt-work.html' title='Forget all the reasons why it wouldn&apos;t work and believe the one reason why it will.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TVAuHgnpQBI/AAAAAAAABug/NUG3RuHy4AE/s72-c/Photo%2B5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-4761693360027390045</id><published>2011-01-25T00:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T01:02:04.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TT2wgn0AsXI/AAAAAAAABt8/bqkXzioIjr4/s1600/IMG_0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TT2wgn0AsXI/AAAAAAAABt8/bqkXzioIjr4/s400/IMG_0156.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565798788989235570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very tired of acting like Im happy, you know you know? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You dont.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-4761693360027390045?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/4761693360027390045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/4761693360027390045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2011/01/mistreated-misplaced-misunderstood.html' title='Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TT2wgn0AsXI/AAAAAAAABt8/bqkXzioIjr4/s72-c/IMG_0156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-3937080408633602248</id><published>2011-01-23T11:41:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T13:37:56.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The tears are coming, so please stay with me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TTujvJgihLI/AAAAAAAABts/7cz6gmwjr-o/s1600/Snapshot_20110122_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TTujvJgihLI/AAAAAAAABts/7cz6gmwjr-o/s400/Snapshot_20110122_11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565221794947957938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is how I look now with my dumb hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wondered to myself why I even care how people think about me. Then I realised, things just get more and more complicated when I grew up. When we were young we wouldn't even care about anything. Even when ice cream is all over our face or we would just wear anything we first saw in our wardrobe. It was all so simple back then. Only till we grew up, fell in love, hurt, lose, humiliate, get dumped. I became so so self conscious. I don't know if it's because I have low self-esteem or that the world is just so complicated. People judge. You eat, you're fat. You don't eat you're a freak. You read, you're a nerd, you don't read, you're dumb. You let someone in, you're easy. You don't let someone in, you're too uptight. You smoke, they think you're acting cool. You don't smoke, they call you a loser. You've had sex, you're a slut. You haven't had sex, you're a frigid little bitch. It's like what the fuck, we can never please anyone. So why even try? People say everyone's equally special and important, but why do we get ranked and shit. Because life isn't fair. Fuck you guys. That's why we compare ourselves to others!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TTunpMd_MXI/AAAAAAAABt0/kkMeUoh-5uY/s400/tumblr_l661k8M2PB1qc47j6o1_500.png" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 368px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565226090709856626" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This so so so sweet. Do we even get this nowadays? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-3937080408633602248?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/3937080408633602248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/3937080408633602248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2011/01/tears-are-coming-so-please-stay-with-me.html' title='The tears are coming, so please stay with me.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TTujvJgihLI/AAAAAAAABts/7cz6gmwjr-o/s72-c/Snapshot_20110122_11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-8960153830892936706</id><published>2010-12-12T02:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T02:12:28.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is going like a contest of who could act like they care less.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TQO9_EqllDI/AAAAAAAABr4/YoOlXg6z9nE/s1600/bambi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 352px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TQO9_EqllDI/AAAAAAAABr4/YoOlXg6z9nE/s400/bambi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549488057132356658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my &lt;strike&gt;retarded&lt;/strike&gt;cute dog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(25, 43, 70); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;♥&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(25, 43, 70); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div&gt;Idk why Ilina thinks she looks retarded in this photo!! ): I think she looks oh-so adorable in this picture. Look at her innocent little face. Ilina'SZY your standard is just too high. I love Bambi sooooooo much. no pictures leh, ze me ban? ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohooooooooooooooooooo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(25, 43, 70); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: normal; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(25, 43, 70); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-8960153830892936706?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/8960153830892936706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/8960153830892936706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/12/this-is-going-like-contest-of-who-could.html' title='This is going like a contest of who could act like they care less.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TQO9_EqllDI/AAAAAAAABr4/YoOlXg6z9nE/s72-c/bambi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-2174161003328201922</id><published>2010-12-03T14:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T14:59:38.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jump. You might learn how to fly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;front&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TPiUI0IhITI/AAAAAAAABrw/MzNVNEfB50c/s1600/46783_158983957445830_100000026817408_532376_4842859_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TPiUI0IhITI/AAAAAAAABrw/MzNVNEfB50c/s400/46783_158983957445830_100000026817408_532376_4842859_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546345820260999474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/front&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss you both so much! &gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not blogging lately because I've not been going out alot lately. The most, I'll just go to sk or downstairs for dinner. Thats all. I need to go out like tmr or soon. My CSO is starting on monday and it really sucks. ._. God.... Now due to having to do CSO, I cant work. Damn it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Pray hard that I'll go out soon, so I can snap snap! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; When someone lies to you, it is because they dont respect you enough to be honest. And they think you're too stupid to know the diference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-2174161003328201922?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2174161003328201922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2174161003328201922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/12/jump-you-might-learn-how-to-fly.html' title='Jump. You might learn how to fly.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TPiUI0IhITI/AAAAAAAABrw/MzNVNEfB50c/s72-c/46783_158983957445830_100000026817408_532376_4842859_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-6131532273707065944</id><published>2010-11-26T02:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T02:29:21.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If they don't chase you when you walk away, keep walking.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TO6po3zU14I/AAAAAAAABrY/C6NH82eWWR0/s1600/76865_178449025499323_100000026817408_653955_2662842_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TO6po3zU14I/AAAAAAAABrY/C6NH82eWWR0/s400/76865_178449025499323_100000026817408_653955_2662842_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543554710978746242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck you peeps. Like my nuffnang leh. Like a dead only. HAHHAH. This few days is the very the sebei the boring uh. Krichelle want to the go to the become crazy already uh. Steady, it is the very the boring uh. Lmfao, back to normal. Why the fuck do I still need blogger when nothing is going on in my life? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To the guy who is webcaming me now:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck your webcam. Fuck you fuck you fuck you and fuck you. It's so noisy. Arrgh. Stupid! Go buy me a bloody time machine, so I can change the time to 6am to find you. BUYBUYBUY! BOOHOO!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm gonna be the love that's gonna last.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-6131532273707065944?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/6131532273707065944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/6131532273707065944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/11/if-they-dont-chase-you-when-you-walk.html' title='If they don&apos;t chase you when you walk away, keep walking.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TO6po3zU14I/AAAAAAAABrY/C6NH82eWWR0/s72-c/76865_178449025499323_100000026817408_653955_2662842_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-3950740110115033374</id><published>2010-11-23T03:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T03:15:56.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Open my eyes, it was only just a dream.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TOq-4jERM-I/AAAAAAAABrQ/Fpi3inCf-Sw/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TOq-4jERM-I/AAAAAAAABrQ/Fpi3inCf-Sw/s400/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542452170127913954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TOq-4Yd9_DI/AAAAAAAABrI/AGywJ8RHzes/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TOq-4Yd9_DI/AAAAAAAABrI/AGywJ8RHzes/s400/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542452167282916402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Note to self: Never expect, expecting leads to disappointment. Just wish, maybe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hah. I lost cam queen. Yeh. I know right. Now it's exactly like what Janelle said, "It's like so close, but yet so far." Mummy told me to not blame anyone. Because we all know, Beauty lies in the eye of the beholder. It feels so good knowing I can stop refreshing cam queen's page. lol. I need to find a job soon, because staying at home rotting is definitely killing me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;You'll never know how it feels like deep down inside. Never..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-3950740110115033374?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/3950740110115033374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/3950740110115033374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/11/open-my-eyes-it-was-only-just-dream.html' title='Open my eyes, it was only just a dream.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TOq-4jERM-I/AAAAAAAABrQ/Fpi3inCf-Sw/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-2054950636117820539</id><published>2010-11-18T04:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T23:34:00.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hope you don't make any plans, we have a future to explore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TOQ62v6pIqI/AAAAAAAABqA/RnFQUvIvQaw/s1600/photo%2B%25285%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TOQ62v6pIqI/AAAAAAAABqA/RnFQUvIvQaw/s400/photo%2B%25285%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540618153822331554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TOQ6vg8UlRI/AAAAAAAABp4/WArQM-MdI6o/s400/photo%2B%25284%2529.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540618029543757074" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TOQ6vfW3qeI/AAAAAAAABpw/vf_3Z_JFezY/s1600/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TOQ6vfW3qeI/AAAAAAAABpw/vf_3Z_JFezY/s400/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540618029118237154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TOQ6ukz2R5I/AAAAAAAABpg/zBDdTbq3r-c/s400/photo%2B%25281%2529.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540618013402089362" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hao&lt;/span&gt;! Went to shop for prom dress with LI XUAN darling @&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Vivo&lt;/span&gt;. Walk almost every store at level 1 before settling at Forever21. To those who are having prom night soon, go to forever 21.  Super loads of good stuffs. And yet, cheap. $20 - $40!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hahah&lt;/span&gt;. Wished my mum was there, so i can..... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;HAHAHAHHA&lt;/span&gt;. Headed home soon, as she kept complaining of backache, like ah ma like that. &lt;div&gt;xx,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Krichelle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hayler&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-2054950636117820539?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2054950636117820539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2054950636117820539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-hope-you-dont-make-any-plans-we-have.html' title='I hope you don&apos;t make any plans, we have a future to explore.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TOQ62v6pIqI/AAAAAAAABqA/RnFQUvIvQaw/s72-c/photo%2B%25285%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-3793536732309201853</id><published>2010-11-17T03:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T03:52:50.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brainwash me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TOLgReUq-OI/AAAAAAAABpI/CxAW6c3-lqs/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TOLgReUq-OI/AAAAAAAABpI/CxAW6c3-lqs/s400/photo.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540237082421295330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed almost everything on my blog. I even changed the links, because of boredom. So, if you want me to relink you, tag me! (: I'm very tired now. Nights people. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eat.Pray.Love.Everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-3793536732309201853?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/3793536732309201853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/3793536732309201853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/11/brainwash-me.html' title='Brainwash me'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TOLgReUq-OI/AAAAAAAABpI/CxAW6c3-lqs/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-2724994356697508640</id><published>2010-11-13T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T00:45:35.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I gave it all up, but im taking back my love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TN1udCr_qzI/AAAAAAAABoA/EoiI7f5n0No/s1600/edited.jpeg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TN1uCf2LiaI/AAAAAAAABmw/2D8IDtWxuMM/s400/44893_165940643416828_100000026817408_578305_6461223_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538704105923119522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TN1uCGZvSqI/AAAAAAAABmo/7gWmlafZaKE/s1600/44251_165940466750179_100000026817408_578298_8217498_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TN1uCGZvSqI/AAAAAAAABmo/7gWmlafZaKE/s400/44251_165940466750179_100000026817408_578298_8217498_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538704099092941474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TN1uCFREFnI/AAAAAAAABmg/3Q-xUSxW_Nw/s1600/39608_168943689783190_100000026817408_596053_6772845_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TN1uCFREFnI/AAAAAAAABmg/3Q-xUSxW_Nw/s400/39608_168943689783190_100000026817408_596053_6772845_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538704098788120178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have nothing to say! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is a bitch lately. i guess I'll be changing school soon. Sigh.. Gotta make new friends AGAIN! I suck at making friends. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;GAHHH&lt;/span&gt;! I will blog again when I think about what to say. My lie now is just:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Computer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More computer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Out with baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; it! Yes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; it. P L A I N boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-2724994356697508640?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2724994356697508640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2724994356697508640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-gave-it-all-up-but-im-taking-back-my.html' title='I gave it all up, but im taking back my love.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TN1udCr_qzI/AAAAAAAABoA/EoiI7f5n0No/s72-c/edited.jpeg.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-6224544162289127685</id><published>2010-10-17T00:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T00:14:58.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was there for you. Remember that.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Not posting! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Moodless&lt;/span&gt; and tired.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-6224544162289127685?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/6224544162289127685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/6224544162289127685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-was-there-for-you-remember-that.html' title='I was there for you. Remember that.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-4860429502658948752</id><published>2010-10-05T17:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T23:50:48.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been secretly falling apart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TKr3g1UPkdI/AAAAAAAABcc/FmaaXjsiBrw/s1600/Photo1052.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TKr3g1UPkdI/AAAAAAAABcc/FmaaXjsiBrw/s400/Photo1052.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524500036363194834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TKr3g1UPkdI/AAAAAAAABcc/FmaaXjsiBrw/s1600/Photo1052.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not pissed, neither am I calm.&lt;div&gt;I'm not sad, neither am I happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not confused, neither am I sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Krichelle Hayler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-4860429502658948752?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/4860429502658948752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/4860429502658948752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/10/ive-been-secretly-falling-apart.html' title='I&apos;ve been secretly falling apart'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TKr3g1UPkdI/AAAAAAAABcc/FmaaXjsiBrw/s72-c/Photo1052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-2388668142336224061</id><published>2010-10-03T01:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T01:56:37.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vale le pena</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Just once I wished I could be the girl who keeps you awake at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;If I can, why not you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-2388668142336224061?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2388668142336224061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2388668142336224061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/10/vale-le-pena.html' title='Vale le pena'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-8866303774073289983</id><published>2010-10-02T23:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T03:26:11.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone that once loved you has sold you out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TKdT3D2xgQI/AAAAAAAABcU/Wb94IWqzRS0/s1600/Photo1022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TKdT3D2xgQI/AAAAAAAABcU/Wb94IWqzRS0/s400/Photo1022.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523475673386156290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TKdT21eTFII/AAAAAAAABcM/ejCkQNGniLY/s1600/Photo1026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TKdT21eTFII/AAAAAAAABcM/ejCkQNGniLY/s400/Photo1026.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523475669525402754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TKdT2a2dzAI/AAAAAAAABcE/u1K9pxRipx8/s1600/Photo1028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TKdT2a2dzAI/AAAAAAAABcE/u1K9pxRipx8/s400/Photo1028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523475662379011074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TKdT2Jd1TrI/AAAAAAAABb8/VLlj99cYk08/s1600/Photo1030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TKdT2Jd1TrI/AAAAAAAABb8/VLlj99cYk08/s400/Photo1030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523475657712291506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TKdT2Jd1TrI/AAAAAAAABb8/VLlj99cYk08/s1600/Photo1030.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TKdT1twaCHI/AAAAAAAABb0/S60qHIfZRLQ/s1600/Photo1015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TKdT1twaCHI/AAAAAAAABb0/S60qHIfZRLQ/s400/Photo1015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523475650274003058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mad pretty!??! My art work on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;erica's&lt;/span&gt; phone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Boomboom&lt;/span&gt;, super bored. ): Met &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;raina&lt;/span&gt; to study for a few hours. Studying with her is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;awesomeee&lt;/span&gt;! Aye, we sat at mac because the library's table was so effing low. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; too tall for it. (Y) We sat behind a pillar. Basically mac was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mrt&lt;/span&gt; track. So whenever a train go by, mac will be dark for a few secs, just like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;eclipse&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. When every train go by, we'll look at each other and go like, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ahhhhh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;eclipse&lt;/span&gt;! :D Random much. It was so fun. Soon after, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;raina&lt;/span&gt; walked me to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;irina&lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ilina's&lt;/span&gt; house. (: SIM! I KNOW YOU'RE GONNA SEE THIS. YOUR HOUSE IS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;AWW&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;AWW&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;AWW&lt;/span&gt; AWESOME!!! I was talking to them about my dream for my future. Suddenly i talked about staying together with our 4 husbands. And guess what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;irina&lt;/span&gt; said!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Omg&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; you think it's awesome!!? Imagine we stay in the same house, sleep in the same room. Then me and my future lie on this bed. You and your future lie on that, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Ilina&lt;/span&gt; and hers lie on that, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;isabella&lt;/span&gt; and hers lie on that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Irina: Yea..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Seriously &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;luh&lt;/span&gt;. I think its awesome shit, and we can even change with each other like everyday!!! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Irina: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;WHATTTTT&lt;/span&gt;!? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Why not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Irina: WHY THE FUCK WILL WE CHANGE OUR HUSBAND EVERYDAY WITH EACH OTHER?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: What the fuck, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. I meant change beds.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Irina is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;kuku&lt;/span&gt; to the brim, swear. But cant blame her, in her world, pigs can fly. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reached home changed, met v.r.r.m!! :D Had hell loads of fun with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;AND YOU, IF YOU SEE THIS, I'M NOT O-FUCKING-KAY!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Fucking turned off. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-8866303774073289983?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/8866303774073289983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/8866303774073289983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/10/everyone-that-once-loved-you-has-sold.html' title='Everyone that once loved you has sold you out'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TKdT3D2xgQI/AAAAAAAABcU/Wb94IWqzRS0/s72-c/Photo1022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-2081825611034024608</id><published>2010-09-30T16:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T23:52:14.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch my face as I pretend to feel no pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TKRR9-NIRRI/AAAAAAAABbs/ayMtRsM2lAA/s1600/Photo0974_picnik.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TKRR9-NIRRI/AAAAAAAABbs/ayMtRsM2lAA/s400/Photo0974_picnik.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522629168175006994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TKRR9gDzwBI/AAAAAAAABbk/5w9It1SNAeY/s1600/Photo0971_picnik.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TKRR9gDzwBI/AAAAAAAABbk/5w9It1SNAeY/s400/Photo0971_picnik.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522629160082849810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TKRR9YeJzwI/AAAAAAAABbc/84Q_HNRW3yY/s1600/Photo0929_picnik.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TKRR9YeJzwI/AAAAAAAABbc/84Q_HNRW3yY/s400/Photo0929_picnik.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522629158045863682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TKRR9MqXJyI/AAAAAAAABbU/YZhERAe-cyI/s1600/Photo0927.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TKRR9MqXJyI/AAAAAAAABbU/YZhERAe-cyI/s400/Photo0927.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522629154875844386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi hi hi. :&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; blogging, finally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's something wrong with my house's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; connection. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Siansian&lt;/span&gt;. ): I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; go to school today. Oh my, I bet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna flunk badly. I have no mood to do anything lately. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kuku&lt;/span&gt; Irina still made me feel worse instead of making me better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;What if this time, I dont say hi first?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;What if this time, I dont text you back? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;What if this time, I leave you wondering? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yeah what if this time, you're the one left feeling completely fucked over?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;You probably think my blog is about you, dont you? Dont you? Haha, It probably is. :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-2081825611034024608?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2081825611034024608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2081825611034024608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/09/watch-my-face-as-i-pretend-to-feel-no.html' title='Watch my face as I pretend to feel no pain'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TKRR9-NIRRI/AAAAAAAABbs/ayMtRsM2lAA/s72-c/Photo0974_picnik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-9122766570002733896</id><published>2010-09-29T13:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T13:59:26.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When we dont know who to hate, we hate ourselves.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TKLVM2P2o-I/AAAAAAAABbE/D-mLaB2eCn4/s1600/Photo+on+2010-09-15+at+13.45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TKLVM2P2o-I/AAAAAAAABbE/D-mLaB2eCn4/s400/Photo+on+2010-09-15+at+13.45.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522210509806805986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having my lunch break now. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Erica forced me to crop her face away, again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, will upload more pictures when I get home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-9122766570002733896?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/9122766570002733896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/9122766570002733896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/09/when-we-dont-know-who-to-hate-we-hate.html' title='When we dont know who to hate, we hate ourselves.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TKLVM2P2o-I/AAAAAAAABbE/D-mLaB2eCn4/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-09-15+at+13.45.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-2294978417529147273</id><published>2010-09-23T12:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T12:52:27.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As we breathe right now, another takes his last</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TJrcGNhg6NI/AAAAAAAABa0/1spFQGshgGs/s1600/Photo+on+2010-08-25+at+13.49+%235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TJrcGNhg6NI/AAAAAAAABa0/1spFQGshgGs/s400/Photo+on+2010-08-25+at+13.49+%235.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519966292563519698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TJrcE0PwH9I/AAAAAAAABas/NF_fh7TsgE4/s1600/Photo+on+2010-08-26+at+12.16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TJrcE0PwH9I/AAAAAAAABas/NF_fh7TsgE4/s400/Photo+on+2010-08-26+at+12.16.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519966268598263762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TJrcE0PwH9I/AAAAAAAABas/NF_fh7TsgE4/s1600/Photo+on+2010-08-26+at+12.16.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I miss my long hair, fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TJrcEYFDN0I/AAAAAAAABak/fFkMZjUv6s0/s1600/Photo+on+2010-08-25+at+13.49+%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TJrcEYFDN0I/AAAAAAAABak/fFkMZjUv6s0/s400/Photo+on+2010-08-25+at+13.49+%232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519966261037184834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TJrcD6DcCqI/AAAAAAAABac/I9UennD-uMU/s1600/Photo+on+2010-08-23+at+14.43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TJrcD6DcCqI/AAAAAAAABac/I9UennD-uMU/s400/Photo+on+2010-08-23+at+14.43.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519966252977359522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TJrcC_IGtBI/AAAAAAAABaU/-YmCfoaJp-U/s1600/Photo+on+2010-08-23+at+14.39+%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TJrcC_IGtBI/AAAAAAAABaU/-YmCfoaJp-U/s400/Photo+on+2010-08-23+at+14.39+%232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519966237159240722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boomz, in class right now. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will update later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BAIZXC!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's hard for the one who leaves. But it's harder for the ones left behind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Krichelle Hayler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-2294978417529147273?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2294978417529147273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2294978417529147273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/09/as-we-breathe-right-now-another-takes.html' title='As we breathe right now, another takes his last'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TJrcGNhg6NI/AAAAAAAABa0/1spFQGshgGs/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-08-25+at+13.49+%235.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-2462293755799103853</id><published>2010-09-22T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T00:07:03.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never settle for less than you deserve</title><content type='html'>School was boring today. ): Except for the last period though. Everybody was like kinda high. All I did was scream out random stuffs continuously. Laughs. Couldn't be blame, last periods are always like that. He came to fetch me after school and went back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sk&lt;/span&gt; right after. YES, right &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;afterrr&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hahah&lt;/span&gt;. And now, I end up home, blogging. That's it. (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;P.S Thanks for the noodles bitch!:D (insert manymanymany hearts)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; get why a lot of people love happy endings so much. I am thinking that no matter how happy the ending was, still it was the end..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Krichelle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hayler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-2462293755799103853?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2462293755799103853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2462293755799103853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/09/never-settle-for-less-than-you-deserve.html' title='Never settle for less than you deserve'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-6837593993726733862</id><published>2010-09-20T00:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T00:19:31.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't compare me now to how I was back then</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TJY3vjBC2WI/AAAAAAAABZ8/kaBcFc7OdGE/s1600/Snapshot_20100919_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TJY3vjBC2WI/AAAAAAAABZ8/kaBcFc7OdGE/s400/Snapshot_20100919_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518659683382122850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home, from grandma's. Cousins came over today. (: Some idiot arsehole pangsehh me today. So nothing much today. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I want to be remembered as the girl who always smiles even when her heart is broken, and the one that could always brighten up your day even if she couldn't brighten her own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Krichelle Hayler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-6837593993726733862?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/6837593993726733862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/6837593993726733862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/09/dont-compare-me-now-to-how-i-was-back.html' title='Don&apos;t compare me now to how I was back then'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TJY3vjBC2WI/AAAAAAAABZ8/kaBcFc7OdGE/s72-c/Snapshot_20100919_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-5368375567855578217</id><published>2010-09-19T01:57:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T23:55:36.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile, don't let them know it hurts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TJUFBvzwlGI/AAAAAAAABZ0/l3SQbZYsKIM/s1600/Photo0893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518322445983978594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TJUFBvzwlGI/AAAAAAAABZ0/l3SQbZYsKIM/s400/Photo0893.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TJUFADmGpVI/AAAAAAAABZc/e8R9xmi1214/s1600/Photo0890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518322416935675218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TJUFADmGpVI/AAAAAAAABZc/e8R9xmi1214/s400/Photo0890.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TJUEOjMndKI/AAAAAAAABY8/TL9a4yr0Fjk/s1600/Photo0811_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518321566425248930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TJUEOjMndKI/AAAAAAAABY8/TL9a4yr0Fjk/s400/Photo0811_picnik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TJUEOAZmpLI/AAAAAAAABY0/hi3CYS-Bx1I/s1600/Photo0803_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518321557084480690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TJUEOAZmpLI/AAAAAAAABY0/hi3CYS-Bx1I/s400/Photo0803_picnik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Totally neglected my blog for maple. Things are going quite smoothly for me lately. Pictures were accumulated over the week. (: Met &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lixuan &lt;/span&gt;dearest today, @P&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;unggol&lt;/span&gt; park. We bought candles to celebrate lantern &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;festival&lt;/span&gt;. Actually wanting to celebrate the occasion is just an excuse, we just wanna play with candles. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. Reached there at around 8.30pm. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Punggol&lt;/span&gt; park was like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;superrrr&lt;/span&gt; pack. we went to the "reception" counter to so call register and got our lanterns. :D I took pink and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lixuan&lt;/span&gt; took red. Which she claims that it was coral pink. I swear it was red. Retarded max. We found a quiet spot and settled down. Started lighting all the candles and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;camwhored&lt;/span&gt;, of course. (: Played with some expired fire sparkler too. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;. Managed to capture pretty shots of it. Unfortunately the photos are still with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lixuan&lt;/span&gt;, and I know she'll take forever to upload them. Oh ya, I took an extra lantern for someone, who was expect to come, but didn't. (Y) Arsehole!! On the other hand I was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; too, for sure. .__. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ahhhah&lt;/span&gt;, but I still had a perfect day today. Finally gotta see my dearest &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lixuan&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Every time&lt;/span&gt; we talk, I fall a little harder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;x,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Krichelle Hayler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-5368375567855578217?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/5368375567855578217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/5368375567855578217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/09/smile-dont-let-them-know-it-hurts.html' title='Smile, don&apos;t let them know it hurts.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TJUFBvzwlGI/AAAAAAAABZ0/l3SQbZYsKIM/s72-c/Photo0893.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-777979737615773214</id><published>2010-09-11T01:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T01:59:13.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't make me wait. Just because you know I will.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIpqtJSzMnI/AAAAAAAABYk/FBisJ-w8J-4/s1600/Snapshot_20100909_43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515338017490023026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIpqtJSzMnI/AAAAAAAABYk/FBisJ-w8J-4/s400/Snapshot_20100909_43.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;My primary school hair style. (Y)(Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIpqs32uX4I/AAAAAAAABYc/tlkJnq83-cs/s1600/Snapshot_20100909_48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515338012808863618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIpqs32uX4I/AAAAAAAABYc/tlkJnq83-cs/s400/Snapshot_20100909_48.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIppTIJmhDI/AAAAAAAABYM/8KNZzHPRzxY/s1600/vbn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515336470994781234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIppTIJmhDI/AAAAAAAABYM/8KNZzHPRzxY/s400/vbn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Mad love &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;isabella's&lt;/span&gt; wallet. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIppSDITCaI/AAAAAAAABX8/8vQw6fLtrJ4/s1600/Photo0749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515336452467263906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIppSDITCaI/AAAAAAAABX8/8vQw6fLtrJ4/s400/Photo0749.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIppRqyoNhI/AAAAAAAABX0/FQmsGTuMQRQ/s1600/hhjk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515336445933925906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIppRqyoNhI/AAAAAAAABX0/FQmsGTuMQRQ/s400/hhjk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Irina's big fat ribbon! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so damn tired right now, but I'm still blogging. How nice. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ilina&lt;/span&gt; say," &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;blogblogblogblog&lt;/span&gt;~" &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; on the line with her now. She calls me mean, for nothing. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not making fun of her. Okay, I swear &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sprouting nonsense. Meet the 3&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sims&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;huiying&lt;/span&gt; yesterday night. The pictures above was taken yesterday. Had so much fun. h3h3. We're gonna buy the cute bunny okay, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sims&lt;/span&gt;? (: Trademark. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went E hub today and watched Haunted &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;changi&lt;/span&gt;. It wasn't nice, expected it. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHAH&lt;/span&gt;. But it still killed time. My eyes are barely open. Getting tired very easily lately, hope &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; healthy. ): Gd9 world! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Krichelle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hayler&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-777979737615773214?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/777979737615773214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/777979737615773214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/09/dont-make-me-wait-just-because-you-know.html' title='Don&apos;t make me wait. Just because you know I will.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIpqtJSzMnI/AAAAAAAABYk/FBisJ-w8J-4/s72-c/Snapshot_20100909_43.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-7559067144654040649</id><published>2010-09-08T22:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T23:07:20.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay close, don't go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIehZeV2YLI/AAAAAAAABXs/aR6G_O6mrMs/s1600/Untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 317px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514553727751970994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIehZeV2YLI/AAAAAAAABXs/aR6G_O6mrMs/s400/Untitled.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Webcam with Irina(cropped away the convo because she said kuku things)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIehY_aw0ZI/AAAAAAAABXk/vpIehaRXuL8/s1600/u.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514553719451079058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIehY_aw0ZI/AAAAAAAABXk/vpIehaRXuL8/s400/u.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How bad can my day be? Aren't there always limits to everything? Have mine reached the limit yet? I'm suffocating day by day. I thought after starting afresh and leaving everything behind, i will lead a happier life. But god knows why, I'm not any better. In fact, worst.. It isn't fair. I don't know why I'm hurt inside, or what was said that made me cry. All i want now is someone who will stay no matter how hard it is to be with me. I don't know if it's all worth it. I hate false hopes. I hate being so close, yet so far. People always say, time, let time prove everything! But fuck, I'm not gonna stand there and wait for time to go by, "time" takes forever.. God, you brought me to this, you are going to get me through this! I don't care!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It's isn't easy for me w..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Krichelle Hayler.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-7559067144654040649?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/7559067144654040649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/7559067144654040649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/09/stay-close-dont-go.html' title='Stay close, don&apos;t go.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIehZeV2YLI/AAAAAAAABXs/aR6G_O6mrMs/s72-c/Untitled.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-6991667988341444408</id><published>2010-09-07T16:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T20:39:58.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always hope, but never expect.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIYyhzpLi5I/AAAAAAAABXE/VrMeYvb03JE/s1600/Photo0718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 296px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514150350141754258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIYyhzpLi5I/AAAAAAAABXE/VrMeYvb03JE/s400/Photo0718.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIYw4aeaMsI/AAAAAAAABW8/yN_Dd8NsNjs/s1600/k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514148539499426498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIYw4aeaMsI/AAAAAAAABW8/yN_Dd8NsNjs/s400/k.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIYw3wRpxcI/AAAAAAAABW0/PZjKCb0IB60/s1600/Photo0498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514148528171632066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIYw3wRpxcI/AAAAAAAABW0/PZjKCb0IB60/s400/Photo0498.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Frown, it makes the world go roundddd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIYw3fJwzpI/AAAAAAAABWs/3sviUcznGEs/s1600/Photo0662.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514148523575135890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIYw3fJwzpI/AAAAAAAABWs/3sviUcznGEs/s400/Photo0662.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Blowkisses..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIYw3BPh3yI/AAAAAAAABWk/aIU6aM74cgc/s1600/r.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514148515546259234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIYw3BPh3yI/AAAAAAAABWk/aIU6aM74cgc/s400/r.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIYw2iWj5tI/AAAAAAAABWc/pBMhiT5Xp9Y/s1600/j.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514148507254253266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIYw2iWj5tI/AAAAAAAABWc/pBMhiT5Xp9Y/s400/j.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Awh, we all love teddy, don't we? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is such a f-ed up day. Had school for 2 hours only. I literally feel so tired every single day.. Awaiting for friday to come quickly! Erica keep disturbing me in class. ): She put an ant on my arm today while I was doing homework! How mean!? Lol. After school, went home to get changed and bus-ed down to pasir ris to look for Irina. She's a free bitch now. (: After slacking with her for less than an hour, I went back home. Went out again to cut my hair. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And now my hair looks like shyyyyt. -.- Bth, it's so bloody short.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Letter #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Your crush:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if it's real? What if it's not just another crush? What would that be? Sometimes I wish I could just fast-forward through time just to see if it's all worth it in the end.. I don't know if you like me as much as i do. I don't know if it's worth a try.. I'm so scared deep inside. Irina would understand how i feel. I don't know if you're happy with me. Because I know no matter how much i want you to be happy, and if I'm not the one you expected. None of my efforts would make a difference.. I need to know that you're strong enough to keep us tgt. I don't wanna wait, wait for nothing at all.. I know you'll never read this. But you're more important to me than you will ever think you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;934 543&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;Krichelle hayler.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-6991667988341444408?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/6991667988341444408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/6991667988341444408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/09/always-hope-but-never-expect.html' title='Always hope, but never expect.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIYyhzpLi5I/AAAAAAAABXE/VrMeYvb03JE/s72-c/Photo0718.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-723293690687532892</id><published>2010-09-07T00:34:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T00:55:59.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're still beautiful to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff3366;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff3366;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 800;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Dearest Krichelle darling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I managed to hack Into your account. I know you won't be angry with me though!! I won't hack and post rubbish after this alrd la k. I just wanted to tell you, I love you so much!!! :D You're just so precious to me! You're on the phone with me right now darling! Being damn silly! :D You r full of crap but hey, Look here. I'll &lt;b&gt;alwaaays&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;b&gt;always&lt;/b&gt; love you. ♥ Muacks!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love, Ilina. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-723293690687532892?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/723293690687532892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/723293690687532892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/09/youre-still-beautiful-to-me.html' title='You&apos;re still beautiful to me'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-7462668233340100753</id><published>2010-09-07T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T00:15:27.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To my silly hubby(Ilina Sim)</title><content type='html'>ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! &lt;3 ILOVEYOU! SO GOD DAMN MUCHZXC. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-7462668233340100753?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/7462668233340100753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/7462668233340100753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/09/to-my-silly-hubbyilina-sim.html' title='To my silly hubby(Ilina Sim)'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-5564580692945408149</id><published>2010-09-06T23:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T00:07:16.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In love we fall, In greed we lust.</title><content type='html'>#Letter 1&lt;br /&gt;My best friend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll change it, My Best friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Irina&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;She's someone very special to me. Someone who can read my mind. Someone who has been there for me. Someone who accepted me for how imperfect i am. She'll be there, rain or shine. She not your friend? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAH&lt;/span&gt;, then that's just too bad. (: We talk to each other &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;everydayyyy&lt;/span&gt;. And I love it, i bet she's sick of it!! Laughs. We laugh, gossip and cry over the phone. Everything becomes possible when she's there. IRINA SIM, Look here! I'll be there for you. Watch the pink pink animal video everyday okay! It makes you laugh. (And I swear you're the only retard who think it's milk) I love you.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.s Darhling, If you already know "it's" not right for you, let go. Im here to catch you. Remember? Waiting on the ground floor with my first aid kit? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ilina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;She's the silly lady that never stops bullying me!! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hahah&lt;/span&gt;. Kay &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;luh&lt;/span&gt;, she's someone very special to me too. And never stops thinking that I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; love her. Silly girl. She helps me in every single way. Spends hours doing things just for me. She's like a laughing machine, a spoilt one I mean. Unstoppable!! Roll here and there &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;some more&lt;/span&gt; when she goes high on her ... (you know) I love you for who you are, love yourself! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Isabella&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;She have been my love for 4 years. Going 5. (: I knew her since sec1. I can still remember how she got scolding from &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ms&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;peh&lt;/span&gt; on the first day on school for having an extremely short skirt. She's a typical ah &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lian&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOLOL&lt;/span&gt;. She's awesome, to me. She's so strong. Whenever I get hurt by someone, I'll either go high till I forget the pain for a moment or tell it to someone. But all she do is try to push the pain away and let it slide. Or at least only tell it to her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sists&lt;/span&gt;. I love me itchy egg so much! &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lixuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;My &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;boyf&lt;/span&gt;/evil twin!! (: We talk about every &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;single&lt;/span&gt; shit! I love her nonsense, and i bet she loves mine! (Y) I hardly see her nowadays! I miss those times in nan &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chiau&lt;/span&gt;. when I'll always cut her queue during recess. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAAH&lt;/span&gt;. And those crazy basketball trainings. Love you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ttm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;boyf&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-5564580692945408149?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/5564580692945408149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/5564580692945408149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/09/in-love-we-fall-in-greed-we-lust.html' title='In love we fall, In greed we lust.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-253830340245479225</id><published>2010-09-06T18:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T20:02:21.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know for a fact that I deserve better.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TITT2WeJcLI/AAAAAAAABWU/gP84f-8llGg/s1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513764774506754226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TITT2WeJcLI/AAAAAAAABWU/gP84f-8llGg/s400/7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TITT2GbU6sI/AAAAAAAABWM/bsP3EbIDCtI/s1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513764770199956162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TITT2GbU6sI/AAAAAAAABWM/bsP3EbIDCtI/s400/8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She never fail to make me laugh in class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TITT1ni4_pI/AAAAAAAABWE/xJd5PGjYvxo/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513764761910181522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TITT1ni4_pI/AAAAAAAABWE/xJd5PGjYvxo/s400/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TITTdq7Jk0I/AAAAAAAABV8/Ex5o_Zv3UZw/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513764350500377410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TITTdq7Jk0I/AAAAAAAABV8/Ex5o_Zv3UZw/s400/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TITTdOHW8nI/AAAAAAAABV0/FWkMyFriBeI/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513764342766957170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TITTdOHW8nI/AAAAAAAABV0/FWkMyFriBeI/s400/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TITTcxYhP-I/AAAAAAAABVs/_qzV7-TQgwg/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 296px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513764335054307298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TITTcxYhP-I/AAAAAAAABVs/_qzV7-TQgwg/s400/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TITTcQbiJfI/AAAAAAAABVk/6CI4KrkYGmk/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 296px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513764326208579058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TITTcQbiJfI/AAAAAAAABVk/6CI4KrkYGmk/s400/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TITTcNGcptI/AAAAAAAABVc/DXW6XXM2sMo/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513764325314832082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TITTcNGcptI/AAAAAAAABVc/DXW6XXM2sMo/s400/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Homed from a tiring day @ School. Monday blues. ): Went to tiong bara plaza for sakae after school with classmates. Mad full right now. After dinner, went to play some stupid fish game. All you have you do is insert loads and loads of coins and shoot fishes. ^^ 1 coin for one pathetic bullet. So we spammed coins into the machine. HAHA. We used like 100 coins? At first we won like siao. Only after when I was tired of standing, I lost all the coins. There was this young couple beside us. They won like 107 coins in one go!! And I was like staring at them giving them the, "wtf, are you insane?" kinda look. They were godly!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;30 letters&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 — Your Best Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 2 — Your Crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 3 — Your parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 4 — Your sibling (or closest relative)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 5 — Your dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 6 — A stranger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 7 — Your  Ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 8 — Your favorite internet friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 9 — Someone you wish you could meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like  to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 11 — A Deceased person you wish you could talk  to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 12 — The person you hate most/caused you a lot of  pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 13 — Someone you wish could forgive you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 14 — Someone you’ve drifted away from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 15 — The person you miss the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 16 — Someone that’s not in your  state/country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 17 — Someone from your childhood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 18 — The person that you wish you could  be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 19 — Someone that pesters your mind—good or  bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 20 — The one that broke your heart the  hardest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first  impression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 22 — Someone you want to give a second chance  to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 23 — The last person you kissed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 24 — The person that gave you your favorite  memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 25 — The person you know that is going through the  worst of times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise  to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 27 — The friendliest person you knew for only one  day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 28 — Someone that changed your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 29 — The person that you want tell everything to, but  too afraid to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; COLOR: #191919; FONT-SIZE: 13px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some fucker never reply me! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;kkthxbai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;Krichelle Hayler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-253830340245479225?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/253830340245479225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/253830340245479225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-know-for-fact-that-i-deserve-better.html' title='I know for a fact that I deserve better.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TITT2WeJcLI/AAAAAAAABWU/gP84f-8llGg/s72-c/7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-6324744067618632551</id><published>2010-09-05T22:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T22:35:15.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 Billion People in the world, Now I Only Want You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIOlHgnLmtI/AAAAAAAABVU/PZ8M6fBolOk/s1600/DSC08622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513431917263559378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIOlHgnLmtI/AAAAAAAABVU/PZ8M6fBolOk/s400/DSC08622.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIOlHAOpzOI/AAAAAAAABVM/fA0kj6ZeOe8/s1600/DSC08708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513431908570746082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIOlHAOpzOI/AAAAAAAABVM/fA0kj6ZeOe8/s400/DSC08708.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIOlGgsMEvI/AAAAAAAABVE/PGjWFSLCHpw/s1600/DSC08696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513431900104692466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIOlGgsMEvI/AAAAAAAABVE/PGjWFSLCHpw/s400/DSC08696.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIOlGHn0ThI/AAAAAAAABU0/2BVaQISRS1I/s1600/DSC08683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513431893375471122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIOlGHn0ThI/AAAAAAAABU0/2BVaQISRS1I/s400/DSC08683.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIOkwft2aRI/AAAAAAAABUk/r5YbAGkSp9M/s1600/DSC08634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 295px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513431521886103826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIOkwft2aRI/AAAAAAAABUk/r5YbAGkSp9M/s400/DSC08634.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIOkwEZ56aI/AAAAAAAABUc/_TufP_MJI1k/s1600/DSC08631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 295px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513431514554689954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIOkwEZ56aI/AAAAAAAABUc/_TufP_MJI1k/s400/DSC08631.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIOkv78bQbI/AAAAAAAABUU/yV3FYIlTL0M/s1600/DSC08621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513431512283562418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIOkv78bQbI/AAAAAAAABUU/yV3FYIlTL0M/s400/DSC08621.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIOkvroel-I/AAAAAAAABUM/tR6dwgPfgeE/s1600/DSC08617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513431507904927714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIOkvroel-I/AAAAAAAABUM/tR6dwgPfgeE/s400/DSC08617.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tried to blame it on me. At first it worked, I was feeling so guilty. You said I was the reason why we couldn't work out. But that was a lie. You never gave me what I gave you. But It's your loss, you made the choice for me to walk out. I wished I never loved you.. I should never let you have my heart. You made me not wanna feel again, made me scared to open up. But, I guess now I'm better off, no more bad days. I bet you wished i never made that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;decision&lt;/span&gt;, but when I cry myself to sleep, tell me, where are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I reopened my blog! (: And yes, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; single.. I didn't walk away, he let me go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will be blogging often, I think? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Irina and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ilina&lt;/span&gt; are leaving, for good. But they'll be back. And I'll be waiting! Everybody will. (: I'll miss them so much, because they're amazing just the way they are. Love you love you both!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Krichelle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hayler&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-6324744067618632551?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/6324744067618632551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/6324744067618632551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/09/8-billion-people-in-world-now-i-only.html' title='8 Billion People in the world, Now I Only Want You.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIOlHgnLmtI/AAAAAAAABVU/PZ8M6fBolOk/s72-c/DSC08622.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-4437508265483789348</id><published>2010-08-11T18:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T18:49:43.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love You Worse</title><content type='html'>Krichelle loves Ilina &amp;amp; Irina! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-4437508265483789348?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/4437508265483789348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/4437508265483789348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/08/krichelle-loves.html' title='Love You Worse'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-7668784150307295588</id><published>2010-08-03T14:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T01:03:48.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love The Way You Lie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TFezrT_4OdI/AAAAAAAABS8/cXbtc_b4Glo/s1600/Snapshot_20100720_32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501063026540296658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TFezrT_4OdI/AAAAAAAABS8/cXbtc_b4Glo/s400/Snapshot_20100720_32.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M LAZY TO UPDATE! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BLOGGER IS SO MAFAN! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FOLLOW ME ON TUMBLR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yourbeautiful-lie.tumblr.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-7668784150307295588?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/7668784150307295588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/7668784150307295588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/08/love-way-you-lie.html' title='Love The Way You Lie'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TFezrT_4OdI/AAAAAAAABS8/cXbtc_b4Glo/s72-c/Snapshot_20100720_32.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-1899629139454355972</id><published>2010-07-11T12:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T20:05:00.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Is It My Turn To Be Happy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TDlMnOKscXI/AAAAAAAABSk/kLV5gkmUMpw/s1600/Snapshot_20100710_234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492505457256591730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TDlMnOKscXI/AAAAAAAABSk/kLV5gkmUMpw/s400/Snapshot_20100710_234.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TDlMm1IGQRI/AAAAAAAABSc/hy7bHk0XnUQ/s1600/Snapshot_20100710_228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492505450534813970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TDlMm1IGQRI/AAAAAAAABSc/hy7bHk0XnUQ/s400/Snapshot_20100710_228.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TDlMluoKlSI/AAAAAAAABSM/17kCRWt7fRo/s1600/Snapshot_20100710_55.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492505431610397986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TDlMluoKlSI/AAAAAAAABSM/17kCRWt7fRo/s400/Snapshot_20100710_55.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TDlMLsplnOI/AAAAAAAABR0/CKU2Mv2qTT0/s1600/Snapshot_20100710_46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492504984402894050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TDlMLsplnOI/AAAAAAAABR0/CKU2Mv2qTT0/s400/Snapshot_20100710_46.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TDlMKll0YdI/AAAAAAAABRk/OzL61SfPEyA/s1600/Snapshot_20100710_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492504965328167378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TDlMKll0YdI/AAAAAAAABRk/OzL61SfPEyA/s400/Snapshot_20100710_6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krichelle is blogging! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, went out with those two babes on top! Having hell loads of fun until something happened. LOL. Will update later on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;L.A.Z.Y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-1899629139454355972?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/1899629139454355972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/1899629139454355972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/07/krichelle-is-blogging-d-yesterday-went.html' title='When Is It My Turn To Be Happy?'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TDlMnOKscXI/AAAAAAAABSk/kLV5gkmUMpw/s72-c/Snapshot_20100710_234.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-2139846796381559614</id><published>2010-06-30T22:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T00:22:52.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate That I Love You So.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TCtXKXZNCxI/AAAAAAAABRM/fH4PcxvVH7Q/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488576406471117586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TCtXKXZNCxI/AAAAAAAABRM/fH4PcxvVH7Q/s400/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Pictures took a few days ago. Life is like a routine for me now. School, home, com. Boring ttm. I think this year is not a good year for quite some poeple. Great, now I know even know what to blog about. -.- &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm like starting to get sick and tired of things now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Random facts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I wanna dye my hair blonde!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My heart hurts so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I don't know if he still wants me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Nowadays I've been living life like a nightmare!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I wanted to ignor, but I swear it's too much to ignor! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Most of the time, I need help on my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When I see the memories flash before my eyes. Yep, I start crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I feel pitful!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Like irritating onlyyyyzxc!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-2139846796381559614?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2139846796381559614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2139846796381559614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/06/trying-effing-hard-to-show-my-smiley.html' title='Hate That I Love You So.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TCtXKXZNCxI/AAAAAAAABRM/fH4PcxvVH7Q/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-7556786000446511338</id><published>2010-06-25T20:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T21:03:42.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget The Risk, Take The Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TCSmogCn6lI/AAAAAAAABQ8/-mweleStgGg/s1600/house+party1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486693460770024018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TCSmogCn6lI/AAAAAAAABQ8/-mweleStgGg/s400/house+party1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TCSmoShfqWI/AAAAAAAABQ0/Vr-zvtYjS7A/s1600/house+party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486693457141410146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TCSmoShfqWI/AAAAAAAABQ0/Vr-zvtYjS7A/s400/house+party.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yehyeh&lt;/span&gt;, I'm blogging. (: Basically my school started last &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;. It was hell of a fun! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ahhah&lt;/span&gt;. Relaxed timetable. Nice friends. Nice teachers. And someone was asking if I will forget her or somehow not call her frequently anymore. How cute? :D But I'm gonna say here that no matter how much fun I have school, It still can't be compared to the heart2heart talks I had with you. You simply rock my life. Swear you'll have to smile when you see this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kay&lt;/span&gt;? I guess you know who you are my dear! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-7556786000446511338?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/7556786000446511338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/7556786000446511338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/06/forget-risk-take-fall.html' title='Forget The Risk, Take The Fall'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TCSmogCn6lI/AAAAAAAABQ8/-mweleStgGg/s72-c/house+party1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-577870810878381099</id><published>2010-06-10T05:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T05:47:56.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind My Smile Is Everthing You'll Never Understand.</title><content type='html'>Currently @ Granny's house. Mummy just left for states. And I miss her. ): Talking to Irina right now! First time she call me sia. Anw, I'm very worried about something. I really hope everything will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wake up&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Use the com&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Irina and Ilina came to find me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Help mummy pack stuffs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-577870810878381099?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/577870810878381099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/577870810878381099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/06/behind-my-smile-is-everthing-youll.html' title='Behind My Smile Is Everthing You&apos;ll Never Understand.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-7514415562428890540</id><published>2010-05-18T06:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T06:41:04.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Lie Awake And The Stars Lean Down To Kiss You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S_HC52AP1xI/AAAAAAAABQc/GYTSrWT_Dts/s1600/P1270993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S_HC52AP1xI/AAAAAAAABQc/GYTSrWT_Dts/s400/P1270993.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472369321236748050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S_HC5HCIjcI/AAAAAAAABQU/H6mPvRc60vc/s1600/P1301000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S_HC5HCIjcI/AAAAAAAABQU/H6mPvRc60vc/s400/P1301000.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472369308628192706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S_HC4w-vdPI/AAAAAAAABQM/pFwWfpF9QHg/s1600/P1301004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S_HC4w-vdPI/AAAAAAAABQM/pFwWfpF9QHg/s400/P1301004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472369302708385010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S_HC4OotmcI/AAAAAAAABQE/cND1ZU2WalQ/s1600/P1301003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S_HC4OotmcI/AAAAAAAABQE/cND1ZU2WalQ/s400/P1301003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472369293489183170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S_HC4OotmcI/AAAAAAAABQE/cND1ZU2WalQ/s1600/P1301003.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Boomboomboom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I totallehhhhh enjoyed myself today!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First thing when i woke up, I thought of lixuan. Cause it was 2 plus and she just dismissed school. So, I called her, and she was available to meet me! I quickly got changed and went down to hougang mall. Shop for awhile and spent the rest of our time sitting down for quality heart2heart talk. (: And of course some hot topic gossips!! LOL. Lixuan deleted all the pictures she took with me cause she claims that she looks ugly. ): At around 6pm, she had to leave for tuition. So unfortunately, I had to wait for baby and his friends to come down. I waited for quiteeee long, but knowing I get to see him makes every second I have to wait a little more bearable. After the GRAND arrival of baby, we cabbed down to a pub at serangoon and had some drinks and pool, for sure. (: The house rule there was "winner stays". And I was so in luck that i survived and get to play free for like 10 rounds? Lol. I went home quite early cause I promised my mom!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, Happy 5th month! (inserts many many hearts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-7514415562428890540?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/7514415562428890540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/7514415562428890540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-lie-awake-and-stars-lean-down-to-kiss.html' title='I Lie Awake And The Stars Lean Down To Kiss You'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S_HC52AP1xI/AAAAAAAABQc/GYTSrWT_Dts/s72-c/P1270993.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-4594362484014416838</id><published>2010-05-13T04:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T20:10:30.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We talked about the old times and it made me smile because you didn't forget</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S-sM8_wMFZI/AAAAAAAABP0/wk6rqygJAaE/s1600/Photo+527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470480414416835986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S-sM8_wMFZI/AAAAAAAABP0/wk6rqygJAaE/s400/Photo+527.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Insomnia! D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol, okay, that cute fluffy thing in the picture above is my hamster. Hahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That picture was taken quite long ago. (When i was still schooling) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was supposed to go swimming today. But I couldn't wake up, so ended up going to east coast to play pool. After pool, headed to boyf's house. On the way to the bus stop, baby spotted a frog/toad. (I can't tell the difference) :x He went to chased the frog, and the frog decided to act dead. So baby used his leg to push the frog onto the grass patch. Somehow, something went wrong with him and he kicked the frog damn hard until it landed like 1 meter away? I was like WTF!! So mean luhzxc. I ran over to see if the frog was okay and started swearing at baby! Lolol. I swear the frog was like cute luhzxc! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-4594362484014416838?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/4594362484014416838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/4594362484014416838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/05/we-talked-about-old-times-and-it-made.html' title='We talked about the old times and it made me smile because you didn&apos;t forget'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S-sM8_wMFZI/AAAAAAAABP0/wk6rqygJAaE/s72-c/Photo+527.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-4421253398425333841</id><published>2010-04-28T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T23:56:51.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget The Risk, Take The Fall.</title><content type='html'>Back home from boyf's. And I have totally nothing no say.. Oh ya, when I was on my way to his house, i was smoking will walking to the bus stop. After reaching the bus stop, I kindly smoke outside the bus stop as there were young children there. But after awhile I just flicked away the cigg as I couldn't tahan the stupid sun. So i sat at the bus stop, Texting. Then the mother cb aunty suddenly popped out and tapped my shoulder. For a moment I thought she wanted to ask for directions or something, cause she looked like some retarded lost kid. So i looked at her and asked if I could help her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The conversation between the cb aunty and me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunty: Err, girl uh, your cigg still burning you know?&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Look at cigg) Ya, I know.&lt;br /&gt;Aunty: Go step on the cigg leh, later catch fire!&lt;br /&gt;Me: *Roll eyes* Aunty! It's on concrete floor, how the fuck is it gonna catch fire?&lt;br /&gt;And then I looked away and she mumbled something. So I turned to her and said," You want you go step yourself luh!&lt;br /&gt;That aunty totally made my day! Joke sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with blogger? I can't upload picturezxc!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-4421253398425333841?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/4421253398425333841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/4421253398425333841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/04/forget-risk-take-fall.html' title='Forget The Risk, Take The Fall.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-3980876689360124450</id><published>2010-04-24T02:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T20:12:06.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Practice This For Hours, Going Round And Round.</title><content type='html'>Goodbye friday and hello saturday! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since that now I'm not schooling anymore. I keep forgetting what day is it, and I hate it! Oh my, I need to find a job quick! I bet I'll grow fatter. I've been staying home eating eating and eating since 4 weeks ago? I'm lazy to get a job. .__. I don't wanna have to spend most of my time working! Howhow? I can't tolerate mummy's nagging too. FML lah! Can this get any worse. I really don't know what is happening to me lately. It seems like I'm feeling more and more insecure. People say that, it's alright to fall, because the more you fall, the stronger you'll get. That doesn't work for me! And I totally don't agree. It doesn't make me stronger. Instead, I'll hold up walls to keep people away from hurting me. And therefore, being more insecure. I don't wanna live such a life. Maybe it's true. Maybe I should really live hard and die hard! It's once in a lifetime anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-3980876689360124450?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/3980876689360124450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/3980876689360124450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-practice-this-for-hours-going-round.html' title='I Practice This For Hours, Going Round And Round.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-820556966398197157</id><published>2010-04-23T00:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T00:57:35.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Not Afraid To Cry Every Once In Awhile</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S9B9pK7H9AI/AAAAAAAABO8/EyE-scbxLZo/s1600/P22-04-10_15.32%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463004494260859906" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S9B9pK7H9AI/AAAAAAAABO8/EyE-scbxLZo/s400/P22-04-10_15.32%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I look so innocent, unlike eloys with her mad chio hoodie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S9B9qtSZ4DI/AAAAAAAABPc/hj7yLgHOh5Q/s1600/P22-04-10_17.02%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463004520665178162" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S9B9qtSZ4DI/AAAAAAAABPc/hj7yLgHOh5Q/s400/P22-04-10_17.02%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S9B9p-te7BI/AAAAAAAABPM/xjJtbdXpbuA/s1600/P22-04-10_15.36%255B02%255D%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463004508162288658" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S9B9p-te7BI/AAAAAAAABPM/xjJtbdXpbuA/s400/P22-04-10_15.36%255B02%255D%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I was actually acting angry, but it turns out that I look like i have a back ache! LOLOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since now that I have grabbed photos from eloys blog, I have totally no excuse to not update. Met her at hougang mall after her school. I nearly lost my phone!! I ran down 5 storeys to look for my phone. At that point of time, I didn't even bother how I look. (even though I was wearing a dress) Thank god I found it! Bless that sweet cleaner that kept it for me. Even though she was poor, she didn't keep the phone for herself. That really touched me. Why can't people just be like her. I actually wanted to give her some cash, but it would seem like I'm looking down on her or something, so I just thanked her. May god bless you aunty!(: After that, we went to eat ice cold desert. I swear I was suffering ok!! I finished mine in like 5 mins and eloys took like forever to finish her rainbow ice, which I told her was for kids to eat! Hahah. I was freezing cold. So we went to the highest storey staircase while i took a puff. Awhile later, eloys brought me to a place in hougang mall which she claims that I wouldn't have been before. Indeed!!! The place is damn cool! HAHA. Except for the fact that I nearly got blacklisted by a security for smoking there. Soon after, we cabbed to fareast, then tpy, then home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, I'm stucked at home! Mad boredzxc! (pouts)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-820556966398197157?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/820556966398197157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/820556966398197157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-not-afraid-to-cry-every-once-in.html' title='I&apos;m Not Afraid To Cry Every Once In Awhile'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S9B9pK7H9AI/AAAAAAAABO8/EyE-scbxLZo/s72-c/P22-04-10_15.32%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-6305231232448769214</id><published>2010-04-04T19:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T20:38:39.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothings More Painful Than How's I'm Feeling Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I know just when to whisper, and I know just how to cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I know just where to find the answers, and I know just how to lie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I know just how to fake it, and I know just how to scheme. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I know just when to face the truth, and then I know just when to dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I know just when to pull you closer, and I know when to let you loose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I know just all the rules, and I know how to break them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But I'm never gonna make it without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-6305231232448769214?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/6305231232448769214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/6305231232448769214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/04/nothings-more-painful-than-hows-im.html' title='Nothings More Painful Than How&apos;s I&apos;m Feeling Now'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-688912782071854634</id><published>2010-03-20T01:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T01:44:32.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are These Tears For You, Or For Me ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S6OzqcImBFI/AAAAAAAABOk/kxq0PyRc8O8/s1600-h/krichelle150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S6OzqcImBFI/AAAAAAAABOk/kxq0PyRc8O8/s400/krichelle150.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450397515736548434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Club Se7en !!  \m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reached home not long ago after a long stay at bf's place .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry mummy ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing much to blog about .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bai !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-688912782071854634?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/688912782071854634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/688912782071854634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/03/are-these-tears-for-you-or-for-me.html' title='Are These Tears For You, Or For Me ?'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S6OzqcImBFI/AAAAAAAABOk/kxq0PyRc8O8/s72-c/krichelle150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-3245124099270003287</id><published>2010-03-08T20:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T21:25:11.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take A Look Back At Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 15px; font-family:tahoma;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;If you're feeling like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; feeling , this is dedicated to you . Is it me or is it you ? Tell me why i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; feel we got enough .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;It seems like you live a life without me . Everything seems to have your time , but me . Is my space in your heart closing up ?&lt;br /&gt;My room that has your picture hanging is the only time that you are with me . Don't leave me out here alone . I'm all along here , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;where'd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; you go ? Look around , Don't you feel something missing ? I'm the one you promised you'll love . I can see you , but i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; feel you . I can't get your attention to save my love . Look back and see me now , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; let me down , please turn around . I think i must have gave too much . If only you could see the tears that im crying on my pillow , seriously ! But that doesn't compare to what you're doing to me now . I really don't wanna give this up . Because i just love you . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;That's it for the day . I endured too much .. I'm really very tired . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-3245124099270003287?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/3245124099270003287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/3245124099270003287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/03/take-look-back-at-me.html' title='Take A Look Back At Me'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-5865439875502078124</id><published>2010-03-01T21:03:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T21:32:48.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Like Reality , It's Way Too Clear For Me .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S4vCHmUX0oI/AAAAAAAABNU/5Jfqvpc9U5U/s1600-h/P10-02-10_13.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443658010408243842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S4vCHmUX0oI/AAAAAAAABNU/5Jfqvpc9U5U/s320/P10-02-10_13.10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S4vBspcRB6I/AAAAAAAABNM/ih8LTCnMpso/s1600-h/P10-02-10_13.09%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443657547390191522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S4vBspcRB6I/AAAAAAAABNM/ih8LTCnMpso/s320/P10-02-10_13.09%5B01%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S4vBsVEb6SI/AAAAAAAABNE/NrqifDRHjSY/s1600-h/P10-02-10_13.09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443657541921532194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S4vBsVEb6SI/AAAAAAAABNE/NrqifDRHjSY/s320/P10-02-10_13.09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S4vBsHYYaFI/AAAAAAAABM8/dkXOTUNF8Vo/s1600-h/P10-02-10_13.04%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443657538247092306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S4vBsHYYaFI/AAAAAAAABM8/dkXOTUNF8Vo/s320/P10-02-10_13.04%5B01%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S4vBrQzGTtI/AAAAAAAABMs/ZjzZ2M9oY7U/s1600-h/23022010037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443657523595202258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S4vBrQzGTtI/AAAAAAAABMs/ZjzZ2M9oY7U/s320/23022010037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S4vBcjBxJNI/AAAAAAAABMk/ktoO7340N8g/s1600-h/23022010030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443657270790530258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S4vBcjBxJNI/AAAAAAAABMk/ktoO7340N8g/s320/23022010030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Quite some time since i post . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Reached home not long ago from Baby's house .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Had my geography and english paper today .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Dead tried now , although i slept at baby's house .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I dont really have anything to blog about .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Life is still life . Hard and bitchy but still livable .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Everything is like a routine to me now . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I wake up , i go to school , i sleep in class , i eat the same food every single day , i stare at the clock awaiting for dismissal time , go out of school for a light , i look for my boyf ,and soon home .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Can it be any worst ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Arghhh ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;F . U ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-5865439875502078124?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/5865439875502078124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/5865439875502078124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/03/dont-like-reality-its-way-too-clear-for.html' title='Don&apos;t Like Reality , It&apos;s Way Too Clear For Me .'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S4vCHmUX0oI/AAAAAAAABNU/5Jfqvpc9U5U/s72-c/P10-02-10_13.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-894636082917927008</id><published>2010-02-17T22:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T22:34:10.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Dried My Eyes And I Realise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S3v9UWoi0KI/AAAAAAAABLc/hUVcXf_LaOY/s1600-h/pic_6811001000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S3v9UWoi0KI/AAAAAAAABLc/hUVcXf_LaOY/s320/pic_6811001000.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439219501094850722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today has been a really really hard day for me . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything somehow went wrong and just came crashing on me . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i don't wish to elaborate . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Baby , eight billion people in the world but now i only want you .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="letter-spacing: 4px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-894636082917927008?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/894636082917927008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/894636082917927008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-dried-my-eyes-and-i-realise.html' title='I Dried My Eyes And I Realise'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S3v9UWoi0KI/AAAAAAAABLc/hUVcXf_LaOY/s72-c/pic_6811001000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-7839060395901532039</id><published>2010-02-03T20:21:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T21:37:25.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Took My Heart To The Limit , And That's Where I'll Stay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S2pJV5JBi0I/AAAAAAAABJs/3JxTkjZqdvs/s1600-h/emo_love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434236540840676162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S2pJV5JBi0I/AAAAAAAABJs/3JxTkjZqdvs/s320/emo_love.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm tired , really very tired .&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of having to sleep in class every single day .&lt;br /&gt;I hate school , hate having to wake up as early as 6 just to avoid serving detention .&lt;br /&gt;I hate being of accused of wanting to play cat and mouse games with teachers .&lt;br /&gt;I hate getting harassed everyday for my hair colour when it's obviously already black .&lt;br /&gt;I hate showing teachers my attitude in order for them to shut up and stop picking on me . Stop being so bias , I know once a mirror is cracked and no matter how hard you try to patch it back , there will still be the lines . But so what ? I don't see i point playing with you guys such games . People like you are nothing in my eyes . Getting slap by a sixteen years old teen ?&lt;br /&gt;Laugh my balls out ! (seriously)&lt;br /&gt;Just leave me alone for god's sake .&lt;br /&gt;You fuckers are like suffocating me day by day .&lt;br /&gt;Just let me survive my 3 years in peace , please .&lt;br /&gt;And for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, stop being a bao toh kia . tyvm !&lt;br /&gt;It's brings you no good . Or are you even thinking that they'll promote you , like senior big fuck counsellor or something ? LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lastly , all i hope for is for you to stay beside me and assure me everything will be fine . It seems that whenever I'm&lt;/span&gt; with you , i cant help &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but put a smile on my face . Love die you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-7839060395901532039?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/7839060395901532039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/7839060395901532039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/02/took-my-heart-to-limit-and-thats-where.html' title='Took My Heart To The Limit , And That&apos;s Where I&apos;ll Stay'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S2pJV5JBi0I/AAAAAAAABJs/3JxTkjZqdvs/s72-c/emo_love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-7964650872292849532</id><published>2010-01-27T20:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T21:38:46.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish I wasn't so good at hiding how I really feel ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Back home not long ago .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;It had been a very tiring week for me .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Going through so much in school !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Crap , especially from this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;particular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; "someone" . (Won't name out , for my own safety)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;abc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; , is such a pain in the ass !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Seriously , god knows what she's thinking . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;LOLOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Yijun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; will like totally understand what i mean .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Totally fucked up with her nonsense , seriously .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;She's one hell of a bullshit !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;There was this day when i took out my phone from under the desk because i felt vibration .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;My Co form &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;texted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; me to check if i was in class . And that A-S-S Miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;abc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; , screamed : " Take out your phone one more time and i swear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; throw it out of the window ! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;So i told her , " Try doing that and see who will end up crying . "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Lastly , she said : " God knows what you're saying ! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;* Roll eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;It's like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;WhatTheHell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Everything she says has to consist the word god god god .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Plain a-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;nnoying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Irritated by her to the max .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;To Miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;abc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;If you happen to see this . (God knows why)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;You've succeeded if you're trying to annoy me ! -'-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Back to life .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Basically , Went to Justin's house to look for him and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;boyf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Boyf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; was like still sleeping when i reached .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Watched My ex on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;funshion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; and slacked awhile before i went home .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Now my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;boyf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Justin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; is on the way to east coast to fish i guess ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;That's all for today . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:13;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:13;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 13px;font-family:Georgia;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.th-antidotes.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;♥ , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You're the reason why I find a reason to smile .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-7964650872292849532?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/7964650872292849532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/7964650872292849532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-wish-i-wasnt-so-good-at-hiding-how-i.html' title='I wish I wasn&apos;t so good at hiding how I really feel ..'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-7071779360304405653</id><published>2010-01-13T20:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T14:43:52.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Head Is Filled With Thoughts Of You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S03HZi1PtNI/AAAAAAAABFk/f1M4k6PfQC0/s1600-h/textttt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S03HZi1PtNI/AAAAAAAABFk/f1M4k6PfQC0/s400/textttt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426212367712105682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85);   line-height: 16px; font-family:arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bold the sentence if it is true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85);   line-height: 16px; font-family:arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;001. i miss somebody right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;002. i watch more tv than i used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;003. i love olives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;004. i love sleeping.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;005. i own lots of books.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;006. i wear glasses&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;or contact lenses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;007. i love to play video games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;008. i’ve watched porn movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;010. i have been in a threesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;011. i have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;012. i believe honesty is the best policy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;013. i have acne free skin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;014. i like and respect al sharpton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;015. i curse frequently.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;016.i’ve changed a lot mentally over the last year.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;017. i have a hobby. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85);   line-height: 16px; font-family:arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;018. i’ve been told i have a nice butt. (my mum)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;019. i carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;020. i’m really, really smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;021. i’ve never broken anyone else’s bones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;022.i have a secret that i am ashamed to reveal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;023. i love it when it rains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;024. i’m paranoid at times.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;025. i would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;026. i need money right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;027. i love sushi .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;028. i talk really, really fast sometimes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85);   line-height: 16px; font-family:arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;029. i have fresh breath in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;030. i have semi-long hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;032. i have at least one brother and/or sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;033. i was born in a country outside of the u.s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;034. i shave my legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;035. i have a twin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;037. i couldn’t survive without caller i.d.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;038. i like the way that i look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;039. i have lied to a good friend in the past 6 months.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;041. i am usually pessimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;042. i have mood swings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;043. i think prostitution should be legalized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;044. i think britney spears is pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;045. i have cheated on a significant other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;046. i have a hidden talent.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;047. i’m always hyper no matter how much sugar i have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;048. i think that i’m popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;049. i am currently single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;050. i have kissed someone of the same sex. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;051. i enjoy talking on the phone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;052. i practically live in sweatpants or pj pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;053. i love to shop.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;054. i would rather shop than eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;055. i would classify myself as ghetto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;056. i’m bourgie and have worn a sweater tied around my shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;057. i’m obsessed with my blog!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;058. i don’t hate anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;059. i’m a pretty good dancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;060. i’m a horrible dancer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;061. i’m completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;062. i have a cell phone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;063. i watch much music on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;064. i have cried myself to sleep before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;065. i have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;067. i have never been in a real relationship before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;068. i’ve rejected someone before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;069. i currently have a crush on someone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(It's true love , not a crush) :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;070. i have no idea what i want to do for the rest of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;071. i want to have children in the future.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;072. i have changed a diaper before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;073. i’ve had the cops called on me before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;074. i bite my nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;076. i’m not allergic to anything deadly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;077. i have a lot to learn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;078. i have dated someone at least 10 years older or younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;080. i am very shy around the opposite sex.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;081. i’m online 24/7, even as an away message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;082. i have at least 5 away messages saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;083. i have tried alcohol before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;084. i have made a move on a friend’s significant other in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;085. i own the “south park” movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;088. i enjoy country music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;089. i love my best friend(s). :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;090. i think that pizza hut has the best pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;091. i watch soap operas whenever i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;092. i’m obsessive, anal retentive, and often a perfectionist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;096. halloween is awesome because you get free candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;097. i watch spongebob squarepants and i like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;098. i have dated a close friend’s ex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;099. i’m happy as of this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100. i have gone scuba diving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;101. i’ve had a crush on someone i’ve never met. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;102. i’ve kissed someone i knew i shouldn’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;103. i play a musical instrument.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;104. i strongly dislike math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;105. i’m procrastinating on something right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;106. i own and use a library card.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;107. i fall in “lust” more than in “love”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;108. cheese enchiladas rock my socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;109. i think the lord of the rings is one of the greatest things ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;110. i’m obsessed with the tv show “lost.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;111. i am resentful that i have to grow up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;112. i am an entirely different person around different people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;113. i think the world would be a better place if people just smiled and meant it more often.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;114. i think ramen is the best kind of food in the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;115. i am suffering of a broken heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style=""&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;116. i am a nerd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;117. no matter where i am or who i’m with, i always seem to be lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;118. i am left handed and proud of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;119. i don’t change who i am for someone else.unless it's for the better&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;120. my heart resides below my feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;121. i am a senior in school.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;122. i enjoy smoothies&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;123. i have gastritis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;124. i have nothing better to do with my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;125. i am listening to radiohead right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;126. most people call me by my middle name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;127. i once stole a music stand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;129. i love nascar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;130. i own over 200 cds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;131. i work 7 days a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;132. i have mono.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;132. i don’t have the ability to make decisions without changing my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;133. people tell me i have a horrible sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;134. i’m only wearing underwear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;136. i’ve driven to a different state to see a band i liked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;137. i am the most over analytical person i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;138. i believe in wasting time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;139. i don’t listen to too much musi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;c.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;141. my favorite holiday isn’t christmas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;142. i prefer weeks off of work instead of days here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;143. i love sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;144. i wanna go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;145. i don’t know what i would do without my friends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;146. christmas threw up in my dorm room and i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;147. friends is (one of) my favorite tv shows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;148. i’m hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;149. i’m still angry about the nip/tuck season 2 finale cliffhanger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;150. i’m a potterhead and proud of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;151. i noticed there are several numbers missing from this list, making this very much not the 151st entry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;152. i lied about one of the items on this list.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;153. my siblings are my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;155. i have a problem expressing things.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;156. i have lost a parent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;157. i am the most deprived person i know on the face of the planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;158. i have at least one test tomorrow that i am not prepared for yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;159. i love slim jims! even if they are really bad for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;160. i am sick and tired of school so i am not going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;161. i love sundance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;162. i do not watch television&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Occasionally, even though I've got a TV in my room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;163. i love starbucks coffee drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;164. i am living at least one lie right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;168. i’m a little crazy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;169. i like the smell of white tic tacs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;170. i know at least one person in a “life or death” crises at this moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;172. i always know all the gossip at my school/workplace/whatever, and nobody ever suspects it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;173.i have thought about suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;175. i can be selfish.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;176. i’m so emo at times.Not as much as des!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;177. i can solve a 3x3 rubik’s cube.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;179. i cheated on a test before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;181. i’m sick of drama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;182. i need a job &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-7071779360304405653?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/7071779360304405653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/7071779360304405653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/01/bold-sentence-if-it-is-true.html' title='My Head Is Filled With Thoughts Of You'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S03HZi1PtNI/AAAAAAAABFk/f1M4k6PfQC0/s72-c/textttt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-9200805486682425307</id><published>2010-01-06T19:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T00:32:02.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of nothing at all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S0R0DEdFbPI/AAAAAAAABFU/oxM3rr2DMWA/s1600-h/IMG0013A.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S0R0DEdFbPI/AAAAAAAABFU/oxM3rr2DMWA/s400/IMG0013A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423587447345081586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gosh , It's been like so long since i updated my blog .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Was pretty busy with school's preparation .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;School have been oooh-kay for me . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ahhaha , my birthday is coming ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-9200805486682425307?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/9200805486682425307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/9200805486682425307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2010/01/gosh-its-been-like-so-long-since-i.html' title='Out of nothing at all.'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/S0R0DEdFbPI/AAAAAAAABFU/oxM3rr2DMWA/s72-c/IMG0013A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-2100663152008227593</id><published>2009-12-17T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T23:46:19.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Made Me Step Back Into Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;"&gt;Everybody !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yes , krichelle has lost her phone once again . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So , kindly dont contact me for the time being . (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And when you text me m pls tell me your name .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-2100663152008227593?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2100663152008227593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2100663152008227593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-made-me-step-back-into-love.html' title='You Made Me Step Back Into Love'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-2031639544507650988</id><published>2009-12-11T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T00:12:56.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If You Want It , Come And Get It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SyJsa3ucKtI/AAAAAAAABCc/XDTtUOgU3p0/s1600-h/IMG0009A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SyJsa3ucKtI/AAAAAAAABCc/XDTtUOgU3p0/s400/IMG0009A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414008910943890130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Thankfully , the past whole week wasn't mundane for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Went V3 the past few days with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MacDonald &lt;/span&gt;and friends . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Yesterday , went home with a surprise !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Brian bought a ZhuZhu Pet for me this Christmas ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;But the silliest thing was that he placed it outside my doorstep .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Thank God my mom took it in , if not now it will be in some weirdo's hands . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;LaughMyFuckingAssOut !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Very soon till school reopens .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Gotta get back my studying mood .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;I wont let any fuckers distract me anymore .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;That's all for today .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Ciao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; letter-spacing: 4px; line-height: normal; text-transform: uppercase; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-2031639544507650988?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2031639544507650988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2031639544507650988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-you-want-it-come-and-get-it.html' title='If You Want It , Come And Get It'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SyJsa3ucKtI/AAAAAAAABCc/XDTtUOgU3p0/s72-c/IMG0009A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-6143439508705568379</id><published>2009-12-06T03:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T18:09:43.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I Am With Open Arms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/Sxqxdxc9_eI/AAAAAAAABCM/gBDSKXXvEpQ/s1600-h/Photo0710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/Sxqxdxc9_eI/AAAAAAAABCM/gBDSKXXvEpQ/s320/Photo0710.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411833027288235490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/Sxqxdi9y02I/AAAAAAAABCE/sjxI2jsXQ5I/s320/Photo0709.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411833023399383906" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-6143439508705568379?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/6143439508705568379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/6143439508705568379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2009/12/here-i-am-with-open-arms.html' title='Here I Am With Open Arms'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/Sxqxdxc9_eI/AAAAAAAABCM/gBDSKXXvEpQ/s72-c/Photo0710.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-8750335412551495021</id><published>2009-12-02T18:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T20:10:51.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn Back , Take A Look At Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SxZIRv9-kWI/AAAAAAAABBk/aXybX7y2pH4/s1600-h/Photo+917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SxZIRv9-kWI/AAAAAAAABBk/aXybX7y2pH4/s320/Photo+917.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410591472103625058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ladies and gentlemen , boys and girls , children of all ages , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;heyhooo&lt;/span&gt; ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Have not been enjoying lately .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Rotting at home almost everyday . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Watching online movies all night long ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The only thing i enjoy about holiday is allowing me to sleep as long as i want . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Gonna watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;zombieland&lt;/span&gt; now . :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Will blog some other time .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Loves ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-8750335412551495021?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/8750335412551495021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/8750335412551495021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2009/12/turn-back-take-look-at-me.html' title='Turn Back , Take A Look At Me'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SxZIRv9-kWI/AAAAAAAABBk/aXybX7y2pH4/s72-c/Photo+917.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-6743292082694018174</id><published>2009-11-23T12:23:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T01:06:32.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A Crime To Ignore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SwoRV-q0FmI/AAAAAAAABBM/tKPemOmEwwE/s1600/PB210015.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407153371909199458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SwoRV-q0FmI/AAAAAAAABBM/tKPemOmEwwE/s400/PB210015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SwoREVbiHBI/AAAAAAAABBE/DgJnM7KRHBk/s1600/PB210051.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407153068781476882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SwoREVbiHBI/AAAAAAAABBE/DgJnM7KRHBk/s320/PB210051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SwoQuN8syRI/AAAAAAAABA0/UfVbSGOte2Q/s1600/PB210049.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407152688815982866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SwoQuN8syRI/AAAAAAAABA0/UfVbSGOte2Q/s320/PB210049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SwoQtoFoKTI/AAAAAAAABAs/wwrhPEOa3yc/s1600/PB210038.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407152678652881202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SwoQtoFoKTI/AAAAAAAABAs/wwrhPEOa3yc/s320/PB210038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SwoQtRoqfJI/AAAAAAAABAk/L95qY9TGKy8/s1600/PB210037.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407152672625818770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SwoQtRoqfJI/AAAAAAAABAk/L95qY9TGKy8/s320/PB210037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SwoQsw0nZGI/AAAAAAAABAc/pUZDa2MI7vE/s1600/PB210032.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407152663817577570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SwoQsw0nZGI/AAAAAAAABAc/pUZDa2MI7vE/s320/PB210032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SwoP6T_ATjI/AAAAAAAAA_0/ACr08Dv-_Z0/s1600/PB210020.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407151797083065906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SwoP6T_ATjI/AAAAAAAAA_0/ACr08Dv-_Z0/s320/PB210020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SwoPDakfApI/AAAAAAAAA_s/nOIS81thTMU/s1600/PB210019.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407150853958075026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SwoPDakfApI/AAAAAAAAA_s/nOIS81thTMU/s320/PB210019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SwoPC0sGw-I/AAAAAAAAA_k/JV0mYBfuyeE/s1600/PB210017.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407150843789493218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SwoPC0sGw-I/AAAAAAAAA_k/JV0mYBfuyeE/s320/PB210017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SwoPBj_ox_I/AAAAAAAAA_M/IXRIOusqKOQ/s1600/PB210001.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407150822128142322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SwoPBj_ox_I/AAAAAAAAA_M/IXRIOusqKOQ/s320/PB210001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went out with my most precious lixuan'boyf and my mummy the day before yesterday ! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met lixuan at hougang mall then headed to Orchard .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that stupid ass blogged about me doing standing board jump . ): I didn't ok ! LOL . It all happened at the new coffee shop located outside hougang mall . It was very pack , as usual , soooooo , i tripped and fall ! I TOTALLY did not do standing board jump in front of so many people ! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went long john to have a sit . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just when we were gonna leave , there was this bitch who stared at us . ( I swear we didn't make much noise ) So as per normal , I asked her what the fuck she want . Then i told her certain things and my mum called me racist ! -.- I'm so not racist ok . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Headed to town . Then while walking on the streets , we saw people wearing paper bags on their head . Super cute lah ! We then saw the person giving out , then we chiong there take . LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And once again that somebody blogged about me wearing that paperbag in Ion . I did not ! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going out right now . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will blog when i come back .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-6743292082694018174?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/6743292082694018174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/6743292082694018174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-crime-to-ignore.html' title='It&apos;s A Crime To Ignore'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SwoRV-q0FmI/AAAAAAAABBM/tKPemOmEwwE/s72-c/PB210015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-3070398755923088502</id><published>2009-11-14T00:20:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T01:08:45.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Is Simple , Treat It Simple</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sheesha !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/Sv2Zxs81zvI/AAAAAAAAA-U/k6W3cxBdKD4/s1600-h/DSC03568.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/Sv2Zxs81zvI/AAAAAAAAA-U/k6W3cxBdKD4/s320/DSC03568.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403644207073447666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/Sv2WOuOAOmI/AAAAAAAAA9U/Q0rZxGEP294/s1600-h/DSC03526.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/Sv2WOuOAOmI/AAAAAAAAA9U/Q0rZxGEP294/s320/DSC03526.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403640307583564386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-3070398755923088502?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/3070398755923088502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/3070398755923088502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-is-simple-treat-it-simple.html' title='Life Is Simple , Treat It Simple'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/Sv2Zxs81zvI/AAAAAAAAA-U/k6W3cxBdKD4/s72-c/DSC03568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-2598148331797124998</id><published>2009-11-07T04:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T04:48:08.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Do All Good Girls Like The Bad Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SvSLDW4xi9I/AAAAAAAAA7s/49czI5iA7NU/s1600-h/P06-11-09_23.20%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SvSLDW4xi9I/AAAAAAAAA7s/49czI5iA7NU/s320/P06-11-09_23.20%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401094742923643858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SvSKejGGhPI/AAAAAAAAA7c/zvGBc6jBddg/s320/P06-11-09_23.19%5B3%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401094110545609970" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SvSKdTbWsBI/AAAAAAAAA68/FIuhiOYXIsY/s320/P06-11-09_17.12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401094089159913490" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back slacking with ML , Eugene and friends .&lt;div&gt;Mum's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;boyf&lt;/span&gt; came all the way down to get me to go home ! -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Escort escort , free escort !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Super bored right &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;naooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went home a little late today , so didn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dota&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lf&lt;/span&gt; buddy ! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; be going to bed . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nights ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-2598148331797124998?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2598148331797124998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2598148331797124998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-do-all-good-girls-like-bad-boys.html' title='Why Do All Good Girls Like The Bad Boys'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SvSLDW4xi9I/AAAAAAAAA7s/49czI5iA7NU/s72-c/P06-11-09_23.20%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-6335539702472120459</id><published>2009-11-05T18:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T19:03:24.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Seems To Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SvKvCxMC89I/AAAAAAAAA6U/mt-ZqqNXLaU/s1600-h/P29-10-09_16.26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SvKvCxMC89I/AAAAAAAAA6U/mt-ZqqNXLaU/s320/P29-10-09_16.26.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400571365269107666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Back from lunch with Linfeng and ****** . (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Had macdonald and i won the monopoly game ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Lucky or what ! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Dota-ing with Lf later too ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Ciao , let the pictures do the talking . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-6335539702472120459?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/6335539702472120459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/6335539702472120459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2009/11/back-from-lunch-with-linfeng-and.html' title='Nothing Seems To Change'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SvKvCxMC89I/AAAAAAAAA6U/mt-ZqqNXLaU/s72-c/P29-10-09_16.26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-7830912539994935134</id><published>2009-11-03T17:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T00:37:39.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's What Friends Are For</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hello yewchong here :) krichelle very lazy update so i help her update .&lt;br /&gt;ytd went jeremy lion dance troupe to ton . just came back . zzz&lt;br /&gt;i also lazy to help her post liao , bye all :)&lt;br /&gt;KRICHELLE ROCKS !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-7830912539994935134?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/7830912539994935134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/7830912539994935134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-yewchong-here-krichelle-very-lazy.html' title='That&apos;s What Friends Are For'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-2298055539291143245</id><published>2009-11-01T07:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T07:46:29.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Promise Never Meant To Be</title><content type='html'>Im sorry .&lt;br /&gt;but i guess this is fate .&lt;br /&gt;Takecare of yourself .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-2298055539291143245?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2298055539291143245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2298055539291143245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2009/11/promise-never-meant-to-be.html' title='A Promise Never Meant To Be'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-3752590294904839635</id><published>2009-10-24T16:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T17:43:16.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashamed And Proud , Falling In And Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SuLLzjz40UI/AAAAAAAAA40/meSiIb5REQI/s1600-h/dsc00198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SuLLzjz40UI/AAAAAAAAA40/meSiIb5REQI/s320/dsc00198.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396099390189916482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In life , people tend to push blames to others or gives excuses .&lt;div&gt;Don't we realise everything lies on our self ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My life is seriously in a big mess right now . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i guess it's time to make amendments . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad use to say : 何必走回头路 ？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;One more thing ! ( an interesting one )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anybody , Anyone knows JieYing ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol . Spend a few minutes asking around yesterday , but it seems like nobody knows her !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hell , who is she ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is discriminating people your job or something ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or you're just some sicko retard who likes doing it ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh , come on dear , enlighten me !  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-3752590294904839635?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/3752590294904839635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/3752590294904839635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2009/10/ashamed-and-proud-falling-in-and-out.html' title='Ashamed And Proud , Falling In And Out'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SuLLzjz40UI/AAAAAAAAA40/meSiIb5REQI/s72-c/dsc00198.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-3419640722138167965</id><published>2009-10-08T10:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T11:07:42.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminisce Those Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/Ss1WwkzGbfI/AAAAAAAAA3E/Bk9BYM9ZTqQ/s1600-h/%CE%AD%D1%82%D0%B8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/Ss1WwkzGbfI/AAAAAAAAA3E/Bk9BYM9ZTqQ/s320/%CE%AD%D1%82%D0%B8.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390059721544068594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/Ss1Wv14waoI/AAAAAAAAA28/4_RGz_bqDSc/s320/DSC01622.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390059708951325314" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;left : me . right : my dearest lixuan . :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(this picture was like taken long long long ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Back from school . Dead Tired .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While i was taking the lift to my house , a post man approached me and asked what unit i stay in . So i told him my unit number . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He then passed me a letter . The letter has "Nan Chiau High School" printed on it .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was like thinking if it was some scholarship or something . ( fat hope i know -.- )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So i went home , open the letter . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And Tadaaaaaa ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WARNING LETTER FOR PERSISTENT TRUANCY .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What shit ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Even heard that teachers , counsellor and principals are reading my blog ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Seriously , get a life !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What is the point of stalking me ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finding a valid reason to like expel me ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-'- suck on that , suckers ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-3419640722138167965?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/3419640722138167965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/3419640722138167965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2009/10/reminisce-those-memories.html' title='Reminisce Those Memories'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/Ss1WwkzGbfI/AAAAAAAAA3E/Bk9BYM9ZTqQ/s72-c/%CE%AD%D1%82%D0%B8.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-8660796104334854048</id><published>2009-10-05T19:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T20:02:34.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're Like My Naughty G</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ATTENTION ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Krichelle has lost her phone yesterday .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All contacts gone .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Please kindly give me your number again .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You can :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;send me a msg telling me who are you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;call me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;leave your number on the tag board &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;or msn me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;as simple as abc ! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-8660796104334854048?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/8660796104334854048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/8660796104334854048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2009/10/youre-like-my-naughty-g.html' title='You&apos;re Like My Naughty G'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-4833894028293120786</id><published>2009-09-06T22:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T01:17:15.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay Close , Don't Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SqPppsCN3aI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-AIgLYki8BE/s200/DSC04869.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378399282414869922" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SqPppFBKiTI/AAAAAAAAAv8/oUulhLnW9KM/s200/DSC04868.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378399271941474610" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SqPpo7vKv8I/AAAAAAAAAv0/aU7F56TPcVw/s200/DSC04867.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378399269450072002" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SqPpqQtq_2I/AAAAAAAAAwU/M9MBtNFha90/s200/DSC04877.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378399292260810594" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SqPqBhkP8vI/AAAAAAAAAwk/vZS1zOrUJNM/s200/DSC04879.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378399691921683186" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SqPqCkrvRQI/AAAAAAAAAw8/aJhONZYOsZU/s200/DSC04902.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378399709938271490" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fishing again ! (: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-4833894028293120786?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/4833894028293120786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/4833894028293120786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2009/09/stay-close-dont-go.html' title='Stay Close , Don&apos;t Go'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SqPppsCN3aI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-AIgLYki8BE/s72-c/DSC04869.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-6491560305503038965</id><published>2009-08-16T02:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T01:18:41.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SocB8xJ5nQI/AAAAAAAAAqs/RU2HpT9jIJo/s1600-h/DSC04735.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SocB8xJ5nQI/AAAAAAAAAqs/RU2HpT9jIJo/s320/DSC04735.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370263224161246466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Blogging ! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-6491560305503038965?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/6491560305503038965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/6491560305503038965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2009/08/finally-blogging-d-but-will-be-just.html' title=''/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SocB8xJ5nQI/AAAAAAAAAqs/RU2HpT9jIJo/s72-c/DSC04735.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-3922967507531688297</id><published>2009-08-05T01:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T22:58:06.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're Not Sorry Anymore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/Snh3OZGwEAI/AAAAAAAAAqU/DXkwE_QSwvE/s1600-h/Photo+689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/Snh3OZGwEAI/AAAAAAAAAqU/DXkwE_QSwvE/s320/Photo+689.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366170045153021954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPEECHLESS ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-3922967507531688297?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/3922967507531688297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/3922967507531688297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2009/08/youre-not-sorry-anymore-hahah.html' title='You&apos;re Not Sorry Anymore'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/Snh3OZGwEAI/AAAAAAAAAqU/DXkwE_QSwvE/s72-c/Photo+689.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-6359247418850514845</id><published>2009-07-03T16:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T22:57:46.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Things Come , And Bad Things Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/Sk4UYR0-AqI/AAAAAAAAAkc/jjHIvCH8e54/s1600-h/Photo+853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/Sk4UYR0-AqI/AAAAAAAAAkc/jjHIvCH8e54/s320/Photo+853.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354239414325084834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont wanna talk much about it.&lt;br /&gt;For those that dont know why i didnt go to sch, i was admitted to Tan Tock Seng hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Met a car accident.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to those who visited me and those who sent me "get well soon" msges. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant sit in front of the com for so long, so ciao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw, i have mc for 3weeks! :D cool or what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-6359247418850514845?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/6359247418850514845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/6359247418850514845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-things-come-and-bad-things-go.html' title='Good Things Come , And Bad Things Go'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/Sk4UYR0-AqI/AAAAAAAAAkc/jjHIvCH8e54/s72-c/Photo+853.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-7102355385239314582</id><published>2009-06-29T09:20:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T22:57:27.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Found Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/Skgc9WKXu3I/AAAAAAAAAjU/RZ0t_IKzJEU/s1600-h/P26-06-09_13.49%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/Skgc9WKXu3I/AAAAAAAAAjU/RZ0t_IKzJEU/s320/P26-06-09_13.49%5B3%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352559997376510834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SkgculUGa3I/AAAAAAAAAjE/aM5N14EHxHg/s1600-h/P26-06-09_13.49%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SkgculUGa3I/AAAAAAAAAjE/aM5N14EHxHg/s320/P26-06-09_13.49%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352559743745813362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not updating for such a long period of time.&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't at home, thats why.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is different now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-7102355385239314582?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/7102355385239314582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/7102355385239314582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-found-me-sorry-for-not-updating-for.html' title='You Found Me'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/Skgc9WKXu3I/AAAAAAAAAjU/RZ0t_IKzJEU/s72-c/P26-06-09_13.49%5B3%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-1356036242500575387</id><published>2009-06-10T00:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T16:54:07.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knock You Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:arial;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are just boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures took last week? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/Si6wYHxlLLI/AAAAAAAAAhU/XCUVRQIoDAU/s1600-h/Photo+710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345403736185711794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/Si6wYHxlLLI/AAAAAAAAAhU/XCUVRQIoDAU/s320/Photo+710.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              kuku over mac's cup! :D lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/Si6wT9dBvAI/AAAAAAAAAhM/wJSmNWqBdxk/s1600-h/Photo+706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345403664695671810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/Si6wT9dBvAI/AAAAAAAAAhM/wJSmNWqBdxk/s320/Photo+706.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/Si6wToIjuQI/AAAAAAAAAhE/YT3KZ_zZiqY/s1600-h/Photo+705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345403658972674306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/Si6wToIjuQI/AAAAAAAAAhE/YT3KZ_zZiqY/s320/Photo+705.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-1356036242500575387?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/1356036242500575387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/1356036242500575387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2009/06/people-ill-update-in-15-mins.html' title='Knock You Down'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/Si6wYHxlLLI/AAAAAAAAAhU/XCUVRQIoDAU/s72-c/Photo+710.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-5033930894833269894</id><published>2009-06-02T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T22:56:29.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Little Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Krichelle has flu.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it! Whats next man!&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are like super boring.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;My Com is definetaly driving me crazy!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna like fugging change my hairstyle.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sick of it!&lt;br /&gt;But you should know krichelle is too lazy to head to the saloon. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-5033930894833269894?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/5033930894833269894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/5033930894833269894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2009/06/every-little-things-krichelle-has-flu.html' title='Every Little Things'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-2124246235675309287</id><published>2009-06-01T21:21:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T22:56:13.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Like Home</title><content type='html'>Krichelle is back! :D&lt;br /&gt;Im dead tired.&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Lixuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures took quite long ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SiPg8je6sgI/AAAAAAAAAf0/7ULVfjSouEA/s1600-h/P25-05-09_23.30%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SiPg8je6sgI/AAAAAAAAAf0/7ULVfjSouEA/s320/P25-05-09_23.30%5B3%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342360913913229826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SiPg8SMkJaI/AAAAAAAAAfs/mI4WSFjKJB4/s1600-h/P25-05-09_23.30%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SiPg8SMkJaI/AAAAAAAAAfs/mI4WSFjKJB4/s320/P25-05-09_23.30%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342360909272851874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SiPg8Iv7HhI/AAAAAAAAAfk/JSxbU115LFk/s1600-h/P25-05-09_23.30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SiPg8Iv7HhI/AAAAAAAAAfk/JSxbU115LFk/s320/P25-05-09_23.30.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342360906736803346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-2124246235675309287?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2124246235675309287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2124246235675309287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2009/06/nothing-like-home-krichelle-is-back-d.html' title='Nothing Like Home'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SiPg8je6sgI/AAAAAAAAAf0/7ULVfjSouEA/s72-c/P25-05-09_23.30%5B3%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-2554885464587616771</id><published>2009-05-26T20:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T22:55:49.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Were You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/ShvelArz1ZI/AAAAAAAAAeM/mq4Ssa3M4hQ/s1600-h/P24-05-09_18.41%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/ShvelArz1ZI/AAAAAAAAAeM/mq4Ssa3M4hQ/s320/P24-05-09_18.41%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340106510598133138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updated! :D&lt;br /&gt;Boring! Almost wake up late every single day!&lt;br /&gt;Life is a bastard!&lt;br /&gt;Since Lixuan claims life is a bitch!&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick!&lt;br /&gt;Yes i am, *Cough Cough*&lt;br /&gt;Oh, &amp;amp; I'm saying it not because i need your care or concern,&lt;br /&gt;I just have nothing to tell you, BITCH!&lt;br /&gt;LOL. i just found out I've been extremely rude to ppl lately.&lt;br /&gt;No photos yet, I'm too busy with my life.&lt;br /&gt;Today is a very very bad day.&lt;br /&gt;I had like 2 Durian pancakes and MacDonald's.&lt;br /&gt;I am turning into a fat swine soon.&lt;br /&gt;Almost had Egg tart for supper! -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-2554885464587616771?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2554885464587616771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/2554885464587616771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2009/05/where-were-you-updated-d-boring-almost.html' title='Where Were You'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/ShvelArz1ZI/AAAAAAAAAeM/mq4Ssa3M4hQ/s72-c/P24-05-09_18.41%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-6234285388032749052</id><published>2009-05-19T15:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T22:55:19.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peek-a-Boo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/ShJkz09fHvI/AAAAAAAAAYM/uBaGpYUQqbA/s1600-h/00123456789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/ShJkz09fHvI/AAAAAAAAAYM/uBaGpYUQqbA/s320/00123456789.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337439349940100850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll upload more pictures later on.&lt;br /&gt;Stay tune..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-6234285388032749052?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/6234285388032749052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/6234285388032749052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2009/05/3-more-days-im-like-super-happy-now.html' title='Peek-a-Boo'/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/ShJkz09fHvI/AAAAAAAAAYM/uBaGpYUQqbA/s72-c/00123456789.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-541023533955208953</id><published>2009-05-14T15:39:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T23:44:51.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY! YESYES, krichelle is finally blogging!&lt;br /&gt;Cause Li Xuan convinced me to do it? Or forced me? lol&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll be nice to use the word convinced. (:&lt;br /&gt;Totally lost my blogging mood.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;Let the pictures do the talking alright!&lt;br /&gt;Ciao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SgvPD9E_LsI/AAAAAAAAAXk/yDH--fuaVKI/s1600-h/P10-05-09_20.36%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SgvPD9E_LsI/AAAAAAAAAXk/yDH--fuaVKI/s320/P10-05-09_20.36%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335585850392522434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SgvPOoWbEqI/AAAAAAAAAX0/4Dsee3gUCBA/s1600-h/P10-05-09_20.36%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SgvPOoWbEqI/AAAAAAAAAX0/4Dsee3gUCBA/s320/P10-05-09_20.36%5B4%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335586033807069858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-541023533955208953?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/541023533955208953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/541023533955208953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2009/05/8-more-days-d-okay-yesyes-krichelle-is.html' title=''/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SgvPD9E_LsI/AAAAAAAAAXk/yDH--fuaVKI/s72-c/P10-05-09_20.36%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1197419945398148383.post-4305561816218650224</id><published>2009-04-19T00:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T00:13:39.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SpQNa9JbMBI/AAAAAAAAAsc/7GITZt3y4Qk/s1600-h/P18-04-09_20101-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SpQNa9JbMBI/AAAAAAAAAsc/7GITZt3y4Qk/s320/P18-04-09_20101-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373935012101697554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically , went out with yuye and huiqing . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cam whored at white sands .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the worst thing was i had a bad hair day . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1197419945398148383-4305561816218650224?l=inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/4305561816218650224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1197419945398148383/posts/default/4305561816218650224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovewith-krichelle.blogspot.com/2009/04/dearest-huiqing-yuye-to-huiqing-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>krichelle , you mother fucker ! :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570894083046271785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/TIN-7aXphSI/AAAAAAAABTk/rIdAUNomrwk/S220/45726_156464407697785_100000026817408_519506_6458283_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-m5ivpd9lo/SpQNa9JbMBI/AAAAAAAAAsc/7GITZt3y4Qk/s72-c/P18-04-09_20101-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
