<?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-5851674882393500481</id><updated>2011-07-08T18:43:26.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love, life's best colour</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>132</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-2674926606979494770</id><published>2009-11-30T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T23:06:25.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think Happy</title><content type='html'>It's definitely always frustrating to swing from a high with positive expectations down into a low that leaves me feeling scared and lost, even when nothing significantly bad has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I think I'm too sensitive, insecure at times, no, make that most of the times. I really need to stop this over-thinking and over-worrying shit before it actually consumes me. I need to just focus and do the best I can, without trying to pre-empt every single step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't want to fall back into the 'depressing' state again, just not now (I'm not ready for the whole deja vu and I can't control my thoughts all over again). Or never. I wanna be a fire that blazes through everything in my path to get to where I want to be. I don't want to give up this fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to stay strong. I'm sick of giving up the fight when I'm near the finishing line because I'm weak mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to make good choices and stick to them, because I have a long long long long long way to go. But I will definitely reach there if I work hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-2674926606979494770?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/2674926606979494770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=2674926606979494770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/2674926606979494770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/2674926606979494770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2009/11/think-happy.html' title='Think Happy'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-6679505825225525473</id><published>2009-11-16T23:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T23:46:36.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Powerpuff Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewfT0NQ963A/SSwhQaMl27I/AAAAAAAAAC0/vPXSjBiUQkw/s320/T_Powerpuff-Girls-Buttercup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewfT0NQ963A/SSwhQaMl27I/AAAAAAAAAC0/vPXSjBiUQkw/s320/T_Powerpuff-Girls-Buttercup.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.walnuthilltracking.com/buttercup2big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 210px;" src="http://www.walnuthilltracking.com/buttercup2big.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What's that I see? It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Buttercup&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from being a awesome character in PPG &amp;amp; a pretty yellow flower which carries the color of delicious butter, this picture also highlights the fact that Alyssa has joined the Buttercup rank by completing her first WOD "Tyler's" today! There's apparently four levels of WOD: Big Dawgs (which is unscaled), The Pack, Puppies and Buttercups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would go on about more but I wouldn't want to be perceived as the fitness buff. I am still very much feminine at heart, especially the part where I felt like giving up during the workout! Sheesh, it was supposed to be 5 rounds and I only did 3, yet I felt like dying on the beginning of the 2nd round. The best thing was I almost thought that the warm-up was the workout itself. Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was indeed an experience, everybody there is nice &amp;amp; welcoming, but I guess I am very new so I ended up feeling out of place and incompetent alot. Not a very nice feeling, but I know that I will get there in time. My biggest competition is myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I shall look forward to this busy week with strength, determination &amp;amp; anticipation (laziness and lousy discipline will not be tolerated!): &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Gym, Peranakan feast, Gym, Homemade pizza, Gym, Pig workshop, Aaron's Bday!&lt;/span&gt; :D One for every day of this week... yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-6679505825225525473?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/6679505825225525473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=6679505825225525473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/6679505825225525473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/6679505825225525473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2009/11/powerpuff-girls.html' title='Powerpuff Girls'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ewfT0NQ963A/SSwhQaMl27I/AAAAAAAAAC0/vPXSjBiUQkw/s72-c/T_Powerpuff-Girls-Buttercup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-4838872005739948021</id><published>2009-11-16T14:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T16:14:22.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since I am having a better day today, and I seem to be in a trying mood, I shall post more pictures that make me smile! And hopefully, you will smile too :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*20 minutes later*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, as I am a very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;fickle &amp;amp; lazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; person, I shall just leave a link here for now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Click on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eyje.com/pictures/animals/World_s_Tiniest_Animals_23_PICS_"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; to see World's 23 Tiniest Animals!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some of them are rather freaky, so don't go smiling unless you're perverted...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alyssa&lt;/b&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/5851674882393500481-4838872005739948021?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/4838872005739948021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=4838872005739948021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/4838872005739948021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/4838872005739948021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-pics.html' title='Happy Pics'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-6487171526486393567</id><published>2009-11-15T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T22:51:35.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hamsters!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't waste your time on someone who feels that he's wasting his time on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Wise words indeed, reiterated to me by Hilda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I have no idea what I am doing anymore. I am constantly throwing myself away to include him. Constantly fawning over him and everything, giving him the stability, security and support he needs. Yes, I may not be the perfect gf but I was there for him. Yet, each time again, he disappoints me. I am just sad to say that after all we have been through, we are just at the point where we are both tired to carry on or resolve things. We, or I, need closure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how the future will pan out, don't ask me. I know I am an irritating soft-hearted girl who sets her heart up for disappointments. Sue me then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to other things, I am starting my new workout tomorrow, have to pay 352 dollars, blahs! And there's about 26 more days till my last day of work and too many things to complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to look at hamsters the other day but since I can't keep any, here's some cute hamsters photos to keep &lt;s&gt;you&lt;/s&gt; me happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images1.fanpop.com/images/image_uploads/CUTE-hamsters-1140511_450_466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 301px;" src="http://images1.fanpop.com/images/image_uploads/CUTE-hamsters-1140511_450_466.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dailypets.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2007/09/hamster2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 236px;" src="http://www.dailypets.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2007/09/hamster2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos/3100000/my-little-hamsters-as-babies-hamsters-3147310-399-388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 276px;" src="http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos/3100000/my-little-hamsters-as-babies-hamsters-3147310-399-388.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, that's it for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-6487171526486393567?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/6487171526486393567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=6487171526486393567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/6487171526486393567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/6487171526486393567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2009/11/hamsters.html' title='Hamsters!'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-348485511332556136</id><published>2009-11-13T07:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T07:48:56.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dread this feeling. I wonder if this is me being lazy &amp;amp; giving excuses or me running away from reality because it gets too much to take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs.... ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-348485511332556136?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/348485511332556136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=348485511332556136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/348485511332556136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/348485511332556136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-dread-this-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-2822051397802455686</id><published>2009-11-12T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T21:51:40.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmare on 21st Street</title><content type='html'>Oh well, realise that I have not been updating this blog for a super long time. Cobwebs, yadda yadda yawns...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I start on my lengthy update of my super&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; boring &lt;/span&gt;life accordingly to my very angsty point of view, I would just like to say that I cannot stand myself at times. Today, I suddenly had the inspiration to start a new blog on tumblr, like the latest breakthrough in blogging. However, I'm much too used to blogspot, livejournal and wordpress to fully understand how tumblr works. And I am pretty much lazy to explore it to find out. But that wasn't the first of my problems. It was coming up with a good blog name. My inspiration to create a new blog depleted exponentially with my inability to come up with a name. So I ended up not creating one and not blogging. But hearing that G has started blogging today re-inspired me, so here I am. I would just like to to say that after using so many platforms (with the exception of the expired Diaryland), blogspot still presents the best customization without paying. :D The only downside is that you cannot lock a post. (Hello blogger, work on that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to my life, I spend each day on a mood rollercoaster. As the people around me have come to know about, I recently made a huge decision to leave. So what is Alyssa going to do in future?! Truth is, Alyssa doesn't know either. Sometimes, I feel regret and sadness that I'm leaving but other times, I'm just plain glad that I made this decision. Just yesterday on my actual birthday, I actually had to go through the following: 1) tantrums thrown by 2 GUYS and 2) eye make-up (blue eyeshadow) criticized by OCM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conversation went like this... its in Chinese so I just intepret &amp;amp; translate la okay... not perfect but you get the drift okay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OCM: Why your eye like got bruised?&lt;br /&gt;Me: ...&lt;br /&gt;OCM: So much color, *points to other female colleagues* she don't have, she also don't have, why yours like that?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm going to my Grandmother's birthday tonight at Hyatt hotel.&lt;br /&gt;OCM: Your grandmother where will like?&lt;br /&gt;Me: ....&lt;br /&gt;OCM: Your grandmother sure won't like one!&lt;br /&gt;Me: .. You not my grandmother, how will you know?&lt;br /&gt;OCM: *mumble mumble on how my grandmother won't like my eye makeup*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking irritating right?! Hello? Leave me alone can! Either God is testing me or I have really sucky _____. At least the horror is ending soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back, I used to enjoy blogging and I really love this blog name. I realise that my previous posts were when I just started out at my company. And now I'm leaving... time really flies. (but just not fast enough now!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I have recently turned 21 yesterday, living in this world and discovering many new things, I am glad that even if I might feel that I have not accomplished anything in my life, this year has been more of an adventure than my last few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to include a shout-out to my dearest best friend &lt;a href="http://inkblotsnwritingdesks.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-alyssa.html"&gt;Hui-Peng&lt;/a&gt; for a beautiful touching blog post dedicated to me!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I LOVE YOU SO MUCH GIRL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So hopefully I would keep up this blogging stint for months to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love with a tinge of angst,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Alyssa Wee&lt;/span&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/5851674882393500481-2822051397802455686?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/2822051397802455686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=2822051397802455686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/2822051397802455686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/2822051397802455686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2009/11/nightmare-on-21st-street.html' title='Nightmare on 21st Street'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-37203396993767467</id><published>2009-03-06T12:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T12:24:44.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things i noticed on my way to work</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things that I noticed on my way to work:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;1) A guy reading a book with an interesting title 'The best of the best, Uncle John's Bathroom Reader" hmms.. wonder what that book's about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;2) My colleague, Patrick, came on the bus, gave me "Hey, i know you" look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;3) Saw the same lady playing her PSP on the bus again.. guess what she's still playing? Harvest Moon! looks like she grew more vegetables today.. haha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4) Girls who wear sunglasses in the day are either dumb or plain rude.. one stepped on my already injured toe in the bus and didnt even say sorry.. and another one was walking in front of me like she's drunk, cant decide where she wanna walk towards to.. zzz, mayb that one is blind!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random-ness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm tired and its lunch soon, going out with Dr. Li, Hilda and Patrick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG! I just realised that Dr Li and Patrick have the same surname!! hahaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Alyssa&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/5851674882393500481-37203396993767467?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/37203396993767467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=37203396993767467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/37203396993767467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/37203396993767467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2009/03/things-i-noticed-on-my-way-to-work.html' title='Things i noticed on my way to work'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-1180127504818533391</id><published>2009-03-05T12:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T12:04:24.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOLS</title><content type='html'>µ¥ ˚´¥∫øå®∂ ˆß ßπøˆ¬´∂⁄&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those that can understand &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;glitch&lt;/span&gt; language,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that means 'my keyboard is spoiled' when typed by my spoiled keyboard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cool, now I can type secret code messages that even I wouldn't understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Alyssa&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/5851674882393500481-1180127504818533391?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/1180127504818533391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=1180127504818533391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/1180127504818533391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/1180127504818533391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2009/03/lols.html' title='LOLS'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-3319141953642586497</id><published>2009-03-03T20:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T20:44:11.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EGG TOFU</title><content type='html'>Was trying to find a recipe to cook the 2 tubes of egg tofu that are 'rotting' in the fridge, expiry on the 8 or 9 of this month!! Came across this forum and saw this thread...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.expatsingapore.com/forum/index.php/topic,17615.msg282811.html#msg282811"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;How do I cook Tofu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Hazelnutz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(27 March &lt;strong&gt;2007&lt;/strong&gt;, 15:22:00 PM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;I have just dicovered Tofu&lt;/strong&gt;, but not sure how to cook it! &lt;strong&gt;Before I could even get it out of the packet it had all slipped and slided everywhere and split into a million pieces.&lt;/strong&gt; In the end I basted it with olive oil, cooked it in the oven and made tofu chips?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I am sure there are better things to do with it? I would like to add it to noodles and other dishes. How do I cook it? or do I just break it up and chuck it in the pan? Do I squish all the water out?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOLS!!&lt;/strong&gt; spilt into a million pieces.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you thought that was funny.. wait till you read what's next... along comes this smart-ass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.expatsingapore.com/forum/index.php/topic,17615.msg282936.html#msg282936"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.expatsingapore.com/forum/index.php/topic,17615.msg282936.html#msg282936"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Re: How do I cook Tofu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Reply #4, 28 March 2007, 12:04:00 PM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Tofu was discovered by the Chinese approx. 4000 years ago, not by Hazelnutz in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;OMGWTFISHERMAN LOLCANO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s grammar and spelling was not edited by me, what you read is purely what&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;they&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; wrote.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-3319141953642586497?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/3319141953642586497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=3319141953642586497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/3319141953642586497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/3319141953642586497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2009/03/egg-tofu.html' title='EGG TOFU'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-2947305371559818965</id><published>2009-02-24T19:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T20:30:51.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Office</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELLO OFFICE&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SaPg8PL4EGI/AAAAAAAAAmY/DmwEthmH_ZY/s1600-h/02022009(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306332111445692514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SaPg8PL4EGI/AAAAAAAAAmY/DmwEthmH_ZY/s200/02022009(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SaPg8H6E3nI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/GYNrELym_Cw/s1600-h/02022009(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306332109491986034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SaPg8H6E3nI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/GYNrELym_Cw/s200/02022009(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SaPg74MigjI/AAAAAAAAAmI/IjbwF-HF1lc/s1600-h/02022009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306332105274458674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SaPg74MigjI/AAAAAAAAAmI/IjbwF-HF1lc/s200/02022009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so here's a look at my new office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm typing this up now on my laptop and it's been some time since I last touched my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to all the people who I have been neglecting..&lt;br /&gt;but most of all.. I am filled with regrets that I am not able to meet Grace before she goes off to Australia for a long long time. Reasons why, I cant state here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about less depressing stuff, here's a list of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;how to know when you're turning into a MacAddict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When using Windows XP...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. You double click windows to minimize them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. Your laptop screen suddenly looks cute! (as in small)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. You swivel your mouse to the edge of the screen but nothing happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. You move your cursor to the bottom of the screen but no dock appears. (Widgets lag me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. You move your hands to the back of your laptop screen but find no buttons there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6. You stare at the 'acer' logo instead of an apple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7. You click the side of your mouse redunantly (my mouse has no side buttons, only left &amp;amp; right)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8. You try using a remote to control your brother's computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9. You highlight website addresses (w/o hyperlink) and right-click to open them but fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10. You try to find your favourite Finder and Safari but all you find is My Computer and Internet Explorer/Mozilla Firefox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. this is all for now.. its time to get to work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s This post is also for the bf who complains that I don't blog anymore, I know you meant in our blog but I just wanted to irritate you. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alyssa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-2947305371559818965?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/2947305371559818965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=2947305371559818965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/2947305371559818965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/2947305371559818965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-office.html' title='Hello Office'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SaPg8PL4EGI/AAAAAAAAAmY/DmwEthmH_ZY/s72-c/02022009(002).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-8201200526295624043</id><published>2009-02-09T14:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T14:11:24.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>randomness</title><content type='html'>IM. NOT. DEAD... &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Muahahahahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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;Count &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alyssa&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/5851674882393500481-8201200526295624043?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/8201200526295624043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=8201200526295624043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/8201200526295624043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/8201200526295624043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2009/02/randomness.html' title='randomness'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-6540676646473940340</id><published>2009-01-28T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T00:27:32.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This day, I thankfully accept all of the good things that are coming my way. This day is full of excitement, love, energy, health and prosperity. This day, people are calling on me to be of service to them and I respond by giving my very best. This day, I think and practice health in my life, refusing to accept anything less than perfect health. This day, I accept the abundance and prosperity that is mine and willingly share it with others. This day, I focus on the moment and give no thought to the past or to the future. This day, I spend in total enjoyment of what I do. This day, I fill with loving thoughts and actions toward all other people and myself. This day, I spend in grateful appreciation of all that is mine. This day, this hour, this minute, this moment, all that I have and I choose to use it in celebration.&lt;/em&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/5851674882393500481-6540676646473940340?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/6540676646473940340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=6540676646473940340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/6540676646473940340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/6540676646473940340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-day.html' title='This Day'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-2959544557600013272</id><published>2009-01-17T23:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T23:34:57.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>u tell me</title><content type='html'>is my life just set up for disappointments and uncertainty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or am I just too much of a pessimist and demanding of myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what am I brought into this world for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this why God is here for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or is this why there is God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u tell me.&lt;br /&gt;because im &lt;em&gt;lost&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-2959544557600013272?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/2959544557600013272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=2959544557600013272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/2959544557600013272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/2959544557600013272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2009/01/u-tell-me.html' title='u tell me'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-3468215997656896482</id><published>2009-01-11T23:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T23:15:15.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love u</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SWoMccEeh3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/FhKsJIAhNLk/s1600-h/KIF_2866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290054395010910066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SWoMccEeh3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/FhKsJIAhNLk/s320/KIF_2866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;i love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;because there is none like you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;because you complete me;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;because you bring out the best in me;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and for so much more...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-3468215997656896482?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/3468215997656896482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=3468215997656896482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/3468215997656896482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/3468215997656896482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-love-you-because-there-is-none-like.html' title='i love u'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SWoMccEeh3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/FhKsJIAhNLk/s72-c/KIF_2866.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-3316113054408512507</id><published>2009-01-11T22:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T23:02:56.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pages from a Modern Day Idiot</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;"Pages from a Modern Day Idiot"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SWoIjXtrHiI/AAAAAAAAAlE/SNXp_s4qI5Y/s1600-h/add1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290050116054097442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SWoIjXtrHiI/AAAAAAAAAlE/SNXp_s4qI5Y/s400/add1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290050126464191938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SWoIj-fojcI/AAAAAAAAAlM/2rLhy4btxWE/s400/add2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290050135427588994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SWoIkf4rI4I/AAAAAAAAAlU/462Z9n2lV7I/s400/add3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;OMGWTFisherman!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been blogging for &lt;em&gt;years&lt;/em&gt;!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I never realised that there was an option to upload 5 pictures at a time... so for the previous post, I waited like donkey years to upload that 15 pictures &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ONE by ONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speechless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-3316113054408512507?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/3316113054408512507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=3316113054408512507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/3316113054408512507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/3316113054408512507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2009/01/pages-from-modern-day-idiot.html' title='Pages from a Modern Day Idiot'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SWoIjXtrHiI/AAAAAAAAAlE/SNXp_s4qI5Y/s72-c/add1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-8487140094522759065</id><published>2009-01-11T21:44:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:43:24.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boon Tong Kee</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Date:&lt;/strong&gt; 6th January 2009&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&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Venue:&lt;/strong&gt; Boon Tong Kee @ Boon Keng (not Balestier)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who came:&lt;/strong&gt; Wee family, Yeo family, Ah Ma &amp;amp; Ah Gong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Occasion:&lt;/strong&gt; Because we're&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hungry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SWn46RkEeVI/AAAAAAAAAjM/8OQG6CdkyqE/s1600-h/DSCN0576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290032917354150226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SWn46RkEeVI/AAAAAAAAAjM/8OQG6CdkyqE/s320/DSCN0576.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290033403171884994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SWn5WjYCz8I/AAAAAAAAAjU/edR5iC3pfds/s320/DSCN0549.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290033869844181186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SWn5xt3Y8MI/AAAAAAAAAjc/UNF1Uvw5Hi4/s320/DSCN0558.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290034146729275602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SWn6B1V8MNI/AAAAAAAAAjk/qn8dqi9jbT4/s320/DSCN0559.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290034497349037826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SWn6WPgNLwI/AAAAAAAAAjs/PLK7fUKGbdM/s320/DSCN0562.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290034846237682290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SWn6qjNvanI/AAAAAAAAAj0/0Is2XVvD3Lo/s320/DSCN0563.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290035369201306258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SWn7I_Z_CpI/AAAAAAAAAj8/J4ZRK-0geJg/s320/DSCN0564.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290036545369689602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SWn8Nc-YTgI/AAAAAAAAAkE/sPOwASYT_vI/s320/DSCN0565.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290037222310824434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SWn802xuSfI/AAAAAAAAAkM/6fWlgWvrplk/s320/DSCN0566.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290039155505382914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SWn-lYfORgI/AAAAAAAAAkU/BSXM5yrFLgI/s320/DSCN0568.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290040382427230722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SWn_szIL8gI/AAAAAAAAAkc/6_zgR_60M5Q/s320/DSCN0567.jpg" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290041264328412402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SWoAgId0DPI/AAAAAAAAAkk/ILTntzpKnK4/s320/DSCN0569.jpg" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290041765569160418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SWoA9Tu65OI/AAAAAAAAAks/DUidw-gZRPQ/s320/DSCN0570.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290042072473968098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SWoBPLCuneI/AAAAAAAAAk0/5MubAIfCIMw/s320/DSCN0571.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290042501489623794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SWoBoJQCAvI/AAAAAAAAAk8/zRERWCZE31Y/s320/DSCN0573.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tons more pictures to upload from my new camera, so &lt;em&gt;sorry &lt;/em&gt;that this post is &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;late&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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;br /&gt;Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-8487140094522759065?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/8487140094522759065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=8487140094522759065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/8487140094522759065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/8487140094522759065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2009/01/boon-tong-kee.html' title='Boon Tong Kee'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SWn46RkEeVI/AAAAAAAAAjM/8OQG6CdkyqE/s72-c/DSCN0576.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-631269027265459177</id><published>2009-01-10T13:39:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T13:59:45.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>Today is the 10th of January..&lt;br /&gt;I'm due at his house for dinner later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 has started off with a&lt;strong&gt; big bang of&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;of new beginnings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;too new..&lt;br /&gt;too &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;foreign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;that im finding it hard to even find my stance and be myself.. i feel like im constantly struggling to swim against the current.. or else i'll be swept away by it.. i feel like i have to push aside everything else that i care about.. just to concentrate fully on this one thing in order to keep up with it, which i dont even know if its really worth all this 'work' and effort.. and this seriously messes up my life balance... even though there are things i should be happy for, i realise that essentially inside, im pretty unhappy.. i hope its due to the changes and it will pass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i hope i find my balance soon...&lt;br /&gt;i hope i find what i really want soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but i need to thank God for one person who was there for me yesterday night.. i know that there are alot of things that must be worked out between us... actually im happy when u told me that my mum already regard you as her son-in-law... but i dunno what's wrong with me.. that i always speak the opposite when im tired... thanks for being my comfort through these tough times.. and i know that u will be my strength and constantly push me on.. for that is the only reason besides feelings that we are still &lt;em&gt;together&lt;/em&gt; today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you..&lt;br /&gt;we are coming near to spending half a year together already..&lt;br /&gt;even if we did spend 5 apart..&lt;br /&gt;but thanks for coming back..&lt;br /&gt;and for making me stay..&lt;br /&gt;i knew i could count on you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i know i can count on you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;mayb&lt;/s&gt; you are my&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;soulmate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;afterall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-631269027265459177?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/631269027265459177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=631269027265459177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/631269027265459177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/631269027265459177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-5315128709985773795</id><published>2009-01-08T22:05:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T22:16:21.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reunited</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;He's coming back tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;He's Coming Back Tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HE'S COMING BACK TOMORROW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-5315128709985773795?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/5315128709985773795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=5315128709985773795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/5315128709985773795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/5315128709985773795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2009/01/reunited.html' title='reunited'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-1581868823321960558</id><published>2009-01-08T22:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T22:17:56.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gahment sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SWYHmiWD1YI/AAAAAAAAAjE/1fI6pD8F7xY/s1600-h/330a210203fbf612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288923171028981122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SWYHmiWD1YI/AAAAAAAAAjE/1fI6pD8F7xY/s400/330a210203fbf612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No wonder &lt;em&gt;gahment&lt;/em&gt; sucks. &lt;strong&gt;LOLS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-1581868823321960558?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/1581868823321960558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=1581868823321960558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/1581868823321960558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/1581868823321960558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2009/01/gahment-sucks.html' title='Gahment sucks'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SWYHmiWD1YI/AAAAAAAAAjE/1fI6pD8F7xY/s72-c/330a210203fbf612.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-6050043674415343508</id><published>2009-01-08T17:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T21:59:45.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Grace</title><content type='html'>sitting in a foreign desk in a foreign place, &lt;div&gt;i miss &lt;em&gt;somebody&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone who has a crazy infectious loud laughter that i swear you can almost hear from level 1 to level 2... or 3... or 4...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone who loves to share with me a whole shitload of 'interesting' websites...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone who got me addicted to Gossip Girl...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone who 'whines' and frets about work alot...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone who complains to me about the *scratches neck in a upwards fashion* guy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone who gave me a '1 dollar' key lock thing and wanted to say something corny like you are the lock and im the key, we shall never part...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone who lights up the office literally with her presence...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone who provides me with FREE mango icecream ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone who just called me today to ask me about my new job...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone who shares with me her work frustrations and listens to mine in return...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone who frequently visits me in the cold mortuary... lols...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone i love to bits and pieces!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the list goes on and on....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and she is none other than&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; Grace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-6050043674415343508?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/6050043674415343508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=6050043674415343508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/6050043674415343508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/6050043674415343508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2009/01/amazing-grace.html' title='Amazing Grace'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-5884226822085929691</id><published>2009-01-05T05:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T05:56:15.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nervous.</title><content type='html'>its 5.50am.&lt;br /&gt;the alarm rings.&lt;br /&gt;but i am awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 5am.&lt;br /&gt;feeling pretty scared.&lt;br /&gt;and i just know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna &lt;em&gt;miss&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dangling&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Slut&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Loser&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Moron&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Bra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nerd&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, even &lt;em&gt;J man&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brace up &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ass&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool..&lt;br /&gt;now we're &lt;em&gt;color-coded&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;too bad i cant tell u guys this at lunch over&lt;em&gt; daitee&lt;/em&gt; no more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish Me Luck &amp;amp; Nerves of Steel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-5884226822085929691?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/5884226822085929691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=5884226822085929691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/5884226822085929691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/5884226822085929691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2009/01/nervous.html' title='nervous.'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-731465406681154437</id><published>2009-01-02T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T01:19:55.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Usher - Forever Young</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;To the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of my life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've walked alone and.. felt as if no one cared&lt;br /&gt;All the days, so dark and dim..&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;it's like the rays of the sun somehow came down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;To shine, when you were &lt;strong&gt;around&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I always thought that I'd&lt;br /&gt;Never find that &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;To make me feel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forever Young&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;if I had one wish, my life to share&lt;br /&gt;Would be with&lt;strong&gt; you&lt;/strong&gt; and no one else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If I had &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;open arms&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you have a heart to spare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If ever you want me near..&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there to run and say &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Givin' you someone that understands&lt;br /&gt;And a love that will never end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can be all that you need and&lt;strong&gt; more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time I know.. I swear, never again..&lt;br /&gt;See I think it's love, I've fallen in..&lt;br /&gt;And I can't figure it out, the way&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt; how you surround me,&lt;br /&gt;By the touch of your hand, if I could..&lt;br /&gt;Everything I'd write, and the blue skies&lt;br /&gt;Form me in your eyes to see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;you &amp;amp; me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Forever Young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Together you &amp;amp; me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; will be..&lt;br /&gt;Forever young..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alyssa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-731465406681154437?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/731465406681154437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=731465406681154437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/731465406681154437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/731465406681154437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2009/01/usher-forever-young.html' title='Usher - Forever Young'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-3729530929730221756</id><published>2008-12-26T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T09:22:02.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brendan Benson - What Im Looking For</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I don't know what I'm looking for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know that I just wanna look some more&lt;br /&gt;And I won't be satisfied&lt;br /&gt;'Till there's nothing left that I haven't tried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;For some people it's an easy choice&lt;br /&gt;But for me there's a devil and an angel's voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well I don't know what I am looking for&lt;br /&gt;But&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; I know that I just wanna look some more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I don't know what I'm living for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know that I just wanna live some more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And you hear it from strangers&lt;br /&gt;And you hear it from friends&lt;br /&gt;That love never dies, love never ends&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't wanna argue, no I don't wanna fight&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're always wrong and I'm always right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't know what I am living for&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I know that I just wanna live some more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be involved, and I felt like a king&lt;br /&gt;Now I've lost it all and I don't feel a thing&lt;br /&gt;I may never grow old, I may never give in&lt;br /&gt;And I'll blame this world that I live in&lt;br /&gt;I visit hell on a daily basis&lt;br /&gt;I see the sadness in all your faces&lt;br /&gt;I've got friends who have married&lt;br /&gt;And their lives seem complete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Here I am still stumbling down a darkened street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And I act like a child and I'm insecure&lt;br /&gt;And I'm filled with doubt and I'm immature&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it creeps up on me and before I know it&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost at sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;no matter how far I row&lt;br /&gt;I always find my way back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I don't know what I've been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;But I know that&lt;strong&gt; I don't wanna wait anymore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Looking for...&lt;br /&gt;What I'm looking for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Looking for...&lt;br /&gt;What I'm looking for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Looking for...&lt;br /&gt;What I'm looking for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Looking for...&lt;br /&gt;What I'm looking for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Looking for...&lt;br /&gt;What I'm looking for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-3729530929730221756?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/3729530929730221756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=3729530929730221756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/3729530929730221756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/3729530929730221756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/12/brendan-benson-what-im-looking-for.html' title='Brendan Benson - What Im Looking For'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-7220919476972823545</id><published>2008-12-22T09:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T09:06:17.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderfantabulous</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Warning: Dreamy post ahead!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;knowing it only belongs to you.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;being wanted and needed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;having something to strive for..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;security and satisfaction..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is absolutely &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wonderfantabulous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-7220919476972823545?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/7220919476972823545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=7220919476972823545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/7220919476972823545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/7220919476972823545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/12/wonderfantabulous.html' title='Wonderfantabulous'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-8698418504686004749</id><published>2008-12-20T12:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T19:09:03.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 2008, Welcome 2009.</title><content type='html'>The date today is 20th December 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;5 more days to Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;6 more days to Malacca weekend getaway.&lt;br /&gt;6.5 more days of work in TP.&lt;br /&gt;11 more days to the end of 2008.&lt;br /&gt;12 more days to New Year 2009.&lt;br /&gt;16 more days to something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35 more days to welcoming XQ back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 has been full of ups and downs, but I turned out alright. 2008 has certainly been a year of struggling between feeling lost and discovering myself, my career, love and Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, I cannot even imagine how I managed to get this far to where I am today. For people that knows the link to my old blog, they would know that I was emotionally broken in the beginning of 2008, so much that I hated boys and relationships. On top of that, I was like a lost sheep that did not know what I wanted or needed to do. In the beginning, I blamed my parents for not supporting me in my studies, but now I thank them for teaching me how to be independent. There is so much more satisfaction in working hard to earn money and invest in upgrading yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, I am in love with a wonderful guy. He has always been there for me, like sending me flowers and a birthday cake to bridge the distance even when he's in China. He has also never once given up on this relationship or on me, yet I cannot say the same for me. He has certainly been my anchor, something I thank God for everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just for fun's sake, I will evaluate a list of things I told myself to do in 2008, picked out from my old blog, here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Okay.. this really is a dumb resolution, but I guess me and 8 billion more people in the world fulfilled this. I must have been feeling like a zombie the time I wrote that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;PASS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Eat my "fav dish" @ Cafe Cartel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;If I am not wrong, it was the Chef Salad.. I did not get to eat it due to time constraints. Lol.. the only reason why I like it is because of the dressing.. I am still wondering what is the dressing they use. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FAIL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Watch Bleach from where i last stopped (Episode 77)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Yups, I managed to catch Bleach from Episode 77 till the part they go to the Arrancar's place.. can't really remember where I stopped later on.. but I havent been following since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PASS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) Bake what i wanna bake (Brownies, Cakes, Cookies, Truffles)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Oooh.. in 2008, I baked chocolate brownies (which turned out okay by my standards), chocolate chip cookies (but i lost the recipe), 2 marble cakes (1 turned out horrible coz I forgot to add baking soda) and an Oreo Cheesecake (technically it isnt baked)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;PASS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Cook what i wanna cook (Mac &amp;amp; Cheese, Spaghetti w Meatballs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I cooked Mac &amp;amp; Cheese, Baked Mac Pasta, Spaghetti, Shepherd's Pie! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;PASS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) **** xx**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;HAHA.. LOLS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FAIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) Watch anime and cartoons till i go crazy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I watched plenty of anime and cartoons (like the whole season of Avatar).. almost went crazy but didnt admit IMH.. soo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ASS&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8) Play games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I played a few Maplestory private servers for awhile, Sims2 for awhile and Maplesea for awhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;PASS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9) Think of more creative and useful tings to do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;GAH O_o WHO WROTE THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EPIC FAIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10) Find a job (must i? my conscience wrote that..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;*beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;PASSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that's done, we're on to 2009. 2009 really marks a new beginning for me. I cannot stress on how important it is.. it might even be the turning point of my life. 2009 is also the year I reach adulthood (21 yrs old).. where I foresee I am going to make a lot more important decisions and take up more responsiblity. I was never a fan of making New Year's Resolution as you can see my 2008 "resolutions" were labelled list of things to do... haha.. but this year is different.. I got to step up my game.. so here it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2009 New Year's Resolutions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1) Get a permanent full-time job which I am passionate about &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2) Be more punctual by sleeping early and waking up on time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3) Adapt to 2+ hours travelling time (to and fro; 1+ hour each)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;4) Be a better girlfriend to XQ by making an effort to spend time together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5) Study a part-time degree&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;6) Save more money for my studies (at least 50% of my annual income after cpf)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;7) Donate blood a few more times (at least twice)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;8) Lose 11kg by exercising more regularly and watching my diet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;9) Run 5km by gradually training and in a few years' time, be able to complete the 42.195km marathon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10) Be a more responsible girl, daughter, sister, friend, whatever I am to my loved ones.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;11) Learn/do something new that I've always wanted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's about all for now.&lt;br /&gt;i wish you all a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy New Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-8698418504686004749?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/8698418504686004749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=8698418504686004749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/8698418504686004749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/8698418504686004749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/12/goodbye-2008-welcome-2009.html' title='Goodbye 2008, Welcome 2009.'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-8353027752232111789</id><published>2008-12-19T14:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T14:26:23.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mixed feelings</title><content type='html'>it seems like everything is finally falling into place..&lt;br /&gt;and the future looks like 1000 watts brighter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but why do i have such mixed feelings inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 more days to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;maybe&lt;/s&gt; it will be &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt; for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;On a much happier note, today marks the 5th monthsary of me and XQ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;despite the distance and all, im really happy to have met him and still be able to be his gf after all this while. u have been nothing but &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sweet, loving, understanding &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; strong&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love you baby!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-8353027752232111789?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/8353027752232111789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=8353027752232111789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/8353027752232111789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/8353027752232111789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/12/mixed-feelings.html' title='mixed feelings'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-50551633403086429</id><published>2008-12-16T23:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T23:46:25.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye bye Shepherd's Pie</title><content type='html'>OMGucci! (haha.. never used that phrase for so long)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MY SHEPHERD'S PIE IS GONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into the stomachs of my dad, my 2 bros and me. Lols.. in record timing summore.. I can't believe it.. what's this i feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its satisfaction and a sense of 'achievement'!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-50551633403086429?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/50551633403086429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=50551633403086429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/50551633403086429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/50551633403086429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/12/bye-bye-shepherds-pie.html' title='Bye bye Shepherd&apos;s Pie'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-8967129287738726680</id><published>2008-12-16T22:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T23:13:20.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shepherd's Pie</title><content type='html'>Today I baked Shepherd's Pie like a kan chiong spider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everybody knows that when Alyssa does things like a kan chiong spider, she's bound to end up creating a big mess. Here are some highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 Dumb potatoes could not be mashed, coz I 'gey kiang' go and boil before peeling and cubing them.&lt;br /&gt;#2 I burnt my left hand trying to catch a metal spoon that I used to stir the boiling hot sauce.&lt;br /&gt;#3 I burnt my tongue while trying to taste the sauce.&lt;br /&gt;#4 Something went wrong with the texture somewhere because the mashed potatoes did not sit well on top of the chicken filling.&lt;br /&gt;#5 Blahs.. I'll just let the pictures do the talking yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SUe979BDN5I/AAAAAAAAAi0/70Ls5sA7hfY/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280397925804095378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SUe979BDN5I/AAAAAAAAAi0/70Ls5sA7hfY/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280398009125229810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SUe-AzaW1PI/AAAAAAAAAi8/Itd4yKUKVpQ/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So overall taste-wise (opinion from my dad and bro as well), it tastes pretty good but texture is funny.. too runny and wet.. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so tired now. lols. how to be housewife? how can?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-8967129287738726680?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/8967129287738726680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=8967129287738726680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/8967129287738726680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/8967129287738726680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/12/shepherds-pie.html' title='Shepherd&apos;s Pie'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SUe979BDN5I/AAAAAAAAAi0/70Ls5sA7hfY/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-6025553781593631500</id><published>2008-12-12T21:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:35:31.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i didnt think that anybody would read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;and so soon after i posted that last awful post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thanks Kurt..&lt;br /&gt;you made me feel a whole lot better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks bro..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-6025553781593631500?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/6025553781593631500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=6025553781593631500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/6025553781593631500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/6025553781593631500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-didnt-think-that-anybody-would-read.html' title=''/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-4031175463328062759</id><published>2008-12-12T18:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:30:50.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we all have our pain</title><content type='html'>i feel miserable, angry and alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there's just so much i cant mention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;when i look at you, i envy you for being able to express your feelings so blatantly.&lt;br /&gt;but you should know you are pushing away the people who care for you.&lt;br /&gt;and as a friend, it hurts to see this in the people around me.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what i said or did wrong that made you angry at everybody, or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt; just at me.&lt;br /&gt;if i did, then im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;if this post offences you, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; sorry too.&lt;br /&gt;it was never my intention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;xq's&lt;/span&gt; not here and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; left alone with my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;there's just so much on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;i need to let it all out and this is my only outlet left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;but just to clarify, im not feeling this way becoz of you.&lt;br /&gt;you are just one contributive factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;im sick of this feeling inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;im sick of feeling so lost and alone.&lt;br /&gt;im sick of suppressing my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;im sick of feeling helpless.&lt;br /&gt;im sick of crying.&lt;br /&gt;and most of all, im sick of pretending.&lt;br /&gt;becoz its killing me inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish someone would save me from myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-4031175463328062759?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/4031175463328062759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=4031175463328062759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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like nothing before and when you look deep into your heart, what lies inside is only fear.. tinged with the melanchony of sadness. Like a overpowering beast with glowing red eyes, it stares back at you with a taunting smirk and bares its razor-sharp teeth, challenging.. daring you to take a step.. just make a move. 'It will pass.', it continually whispers this blatant lie inside your head. While at the same time, it engulfs you in its bittersweet embrace, dragging you down into the dark crevasses of the battered remnants of your life force where you relive your greatest disappointments on replay. It manipulates your mind freely like a well-strung puppet, relishing in its control on you. It rejoices in each moment of victory and in seeing you grow more puppet-like each day. It wants you to be so weak mentally that you throw everything out the window, especially things or people you love and care about and believe that being desolute and lousy is what you deserve. It just wants you to lose yourself but it does not want to lose you, so it constantly feeds you lies, keeping you just strong enough to live each day and leading you on to think it's just a phase when the only true promise it gives is of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eternal damnation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/5851674882393500481-2869337461896694557?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/2869337461896694557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=2869337461896694557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/2869337461896694557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/2869337461896694557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/11/have-you-ever-felt-like-nothing-before.html' title=''/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-4589887835488901810</id><published>2008-11-13T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:10:23.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-4589887835488901810?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/4589887835488901810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=4589887835488901810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/4589887835488901810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/4589887835488901810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-will-never-be-happy-if-you-continue.html' title=''/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-710309841063877283</id><published>2008-11-11T19:24:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T19:51:44.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday To Me</title><content type='html'>What makes for a special birthday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's more than having your birthday fall on the 11th day of the 11th month of every year.&lt;br /&gt;It's more than having lots of presents and angpows.&lt;br /&gt;It's more than fine dining, expensive outings and grand parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say its...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- having my year 1 students sing 'Happy Birthday' during class&lt;br /&gt;- having my year 3 students/friends surprise me with a cake during lunch (3 guys summore.. how sweet of them right.. i &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; &lt;s&gt;all 3 of them&lt;/s&gt; &lt;strong&gt;two&lt;/strong&gt; are still available.. though one might be off the market soon.. so girls out there.. jiayou..)&lt;br /&gt;- having my year 2 + 3 students/friends and my supervisor sing 'Happy Birthday', then eat cake together&lt;br /&gt;- having a lunch treat from Stan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's times like this when I realise that feeling alone is perhaps what it really is, &lt;strong&gt;just a feeling&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You never know how many people are actually there beside you all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although this was not how I expected my birthday to be (since I still had to work).. I want to truly thank everybody (esply those 3 guys) for everything and for making my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to mention names:&lt;br /&gt;1) XQ - even though u arent here, thanks for making the effort to 'be here'. i love you.&lt;br /&gt;2) Stan - thanks for planning everything and for lunch!&lt;br /&gt;3) Lu &amp;amp; Nelson - thanks for planning and being there (to CP, thanks for being nice to me for a day!)&lt;br /&gt;4) Fidyana - thanks for always listening to my problems and giving me the best advice.. im there for you too yeah! p/s thanks for the malay birthday song!!!&lt;br /&gt;5) Others like Dawn, Le Ying, 'Hahaha' Hannah, Bing Cong, Kaveen, etc - thanks for being there!&lt;br /&gt;6) Brian (XQ's fren) - even though we don't know each other very well, but thanks for being such a great fren to XQ and me!&lt;br /&gt;7) To all who wished me Happy Birthday, thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alright World, I'm finally 20.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Throw whatever you can at me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-710309841063877283?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/710309841063877283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=710309841063877283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/710309841063877283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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those rainbow-esque hues?&lt;br /&gt;Do they suffer with the things that we're going through?&lt;br /&gt;Or are they always indifferent to the sanity unglued?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those people we hate, can we feel their pain?&lt;br /&gt;Do we know of their nail-biting sorrow and shame?&lt;br /&gt;Are we driven to cruelty by cruelty they gave?&lt;br /&gt;Or is rage bred within, in its own iron cage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why do we hate?- Because we're not the same?&lt;br /&gt;Or simply because they're unwilling to change?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-1765522240252128364?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/1765522240252128364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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lies&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for your visit&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for my friends to say that you are not bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you willing to roam the sandstorm&lt;br /&gt;I'm still anticipating for your truthfulness&lt;br /&gt;and your loyalty in love&lt;br /&gt;I will never get it (no matter how long I wait) for it has disappeared like drifting sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*If anticipation can yield fruit&lt;br /&gt;I'm willing to be crazy of you&lt;br /&gt;The suffering I bore is worthwhile&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself being too passive and foolishly waiting&lt;br /&gt;Chewing the suffering patiently for you to change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm anticipating too much&lt;br /&gt;to get something out of you&lt;br /&gt;How could I expect you to reform yourself&lt;br /&gt;You make mistake repeatedly&lt;br /&gt;I bear the suffering of waiting&lt;br /&gt;And I asked myself what did I get from waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting till you complain to me&lt;br /&gt;Loyalty is voluntary&lt;br /&gt;I'm anxious to wait, seeing you everyday is more like a courtship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to wait until the others fall out of love&lt;br /&gt;Then only it justifies your mindless promise&lt;br /&gt;If my expectation for you is too much&lt;br /&gt;I can only wait for the mixed feelings that come along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wish that you could caress me forcefully&lt;br /&gt;So that I could understand the extreme feelings of love&lt;br /&gt;If you really love me&lt;br /&gt;Everything that we went through doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-8254458883649526725?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/8254458883649526725/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-3551078404579514516</id><published>2008-09-01T12:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T12:05:21.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick update</title><content type='html'>okay so right now im drowning in my pile of evergrowing workload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hungry like hell, its 12pm.&lt;br /&gt;but pushing on...&lt;br /&gt;the only comfort comes from the Zen Moziac having a speaker function. (which i forgot for a moment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just sent my rejection email to A*STAR.&lt;br /&gt;apprehensive.. wondering if i have made the right choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss him.&lt;br /&gt;7 marks the doom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sighs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-3551078404579514516?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/3551078404579514516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=3551078404579514516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/3551078404579514516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/3551078404579514516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/09/quick-update.html' title='Quick update'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-3096449884498095564</id><published>2008-08-29T20:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T20:29:20.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>two of everything.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;we were given two hands to hold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;two legs to walk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;two eyes to see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;two ears to listen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but why only one heart?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;because the other one was given to someone for us to find.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-3096449884498095564?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/3096449884498095564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=3096449884498095564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/3096449884498095564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/3096449884498095564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/08/two-of-everything.html' title='two of everything.'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-3942263588491908404</id><published>2008-08-24T20:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T20:17:52.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feelings</title><content type='html'>im feeling really lost right now.&lt;br /&gt;i know im not susposed to even blame you.&lt;br /&gt;and im sorry for what i said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just feel really angry at myself.&lt;br /&gt;i feel really upset.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what to think.&lt;br /&gt;i have this scared feeling deep inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;this feeling of getting left behind.&lt;br /&gt;this feeling of being an underachiever all over again.&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna be nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish you would understand.&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna feel small inside.&lt;br /&gt;but no matter what..&lt;br /&gt;i still thank god for having u near me.&lt;br /&gt;for being ever so caring and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when u werent online.&lt;br /&gt;i was waiting n waiting for u.&lt;br /&gt;but when u came online.&lt;br /&gt;i felt scared again and wanted to push u away.&lt;br /&gt;now im stuck and i dunno what to do or say.&lt;br /&gt;but please dun leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-3942263588491908404?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/3942263588491908404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=3942263588491908404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/3942263588491908404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/3942263588491908404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/08/feelings.html' title='feelings'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-3227766437681373399</id><published>2008-08-17T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T15:50:53.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enraptured</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Like a ghost don't need a key&lt;br /&gt;Your best friend I've come to be&lt;br /&gt;Please don't think of getting up for me&lt;br /&gt;You don't even need to speak&lt;br /&gt;When I've been here for just one day&lt;br /&gt;You'll already miss me if I go away&lt;br /&gt;So close the blinds and shut the door&lt;br /&gt;You won't need other friends anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're cold I'll keep you warm&lt;br /&gt;If you're low just hold on&lt;br /&gt;Cause I will be your safety&lt;br /&gt;Oh don't leave home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-3227766437681373399?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/3227766437681373399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=3227766437681373399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/3227766437681373399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/3227766437681373399'/><link 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-4498053476037634523?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/4498053476037634523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=4498053476037634523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/4498053476037634523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/4498053476037634523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/08/winter-n-spring.html' title='winter n spring'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-4476480687166606906</id><published>2008-08-10T10:14:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T10:40:39.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIPAHH!</title><content type='html'>One day I was walking past Watson's when something caught my eye. It was a pack of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;strawberry flavoured straws&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for about $1.95 if I didn't remember wrongly. I think there was about 5 straws inside. Anyways, these are called SipAhh straws because you take a sip and then say Ahh! Now, I see them selling at 7-11 too for about 80 cents each with a variety of flavours such as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cookies and Cream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, etc. &lt;em&gt;Wouldn't it be weird to stick a Chocolate flavoured one into chocolate flavoured milk?&lt;/em&gt; Haha, well on to the tutorial on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How To Drink Artificially Flavoured Strawberry Milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;First, you need a SipAhh straw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SJ5Qe1lm-PI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Qgxx60un3Gw/s1600-h/19072008(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232708307762215154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SJ5Qe1lm-PI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Qgxx60un3Gw/s320/19072008(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; and a glass of plain milk (fat or low fat, its your call)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232707752275920738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SJ5P-gPWx2I/AAAAAAAAAU4/oPOOTLXPU80/s320/19072008(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt; Open up the packet and play with the straw like a fascinated 2-yr old kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SJ5P5jCwUsI/AAAAAAAAAUw/n4KTYPK_pEw/s1600-h/19072008(008).jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232707667129029314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SJ5P5jCwUsI/AAAAAAAAAUw/n4KTYPK_pEw/s320/19072008(008).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; Stick the straw into the cup of plain milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SJ5Pd9VzwSI/AAAAAAAAAUo/_eOs_1Wcp1k/s1600-h/19072008(009).jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232707193151930658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SJ5Pd9VzwSI/AAAAAAAAAUo/_eOs_1Wcp1k/s320/19072008(009).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; and take a SIP then say AHH! (okay, i didnt say Ahh, so don't say i say Ahh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SJ5PWzkRaDI/AAAAAAAAAUg/BfFBxgMeqaI/s1600-h/19072008(011).jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232707070269155378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SJ5PWzkRaDI/AAAAAAAAAUg/BfFBxgMeqaI/s320/19072008(011).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Fin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;The SipAhh straw was interesting to drink from, the strawberry taste was prominent but it just &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;didnt taste as authentic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; as strawberry milk itself. In addition, the consistency of the strawberry taste from the SipAhh straw is &lt;em&gt;bad&lt;/em&gt; because it takes some time for the strawberry flavoured beads to diffuse and mix with the plain milk. All in all, it wouldn't be something I would go for if i have a craving for strawberry milk, but rather something I would go for if i was craving for a bit of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;fun and innocent childish pleasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Enjoy your SipAhh straw today, for just 80 cents per straw, you can make drinking plain milk more interesting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;p/s: I am not being paid for this, but I should be. jk. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-4476480687166606906?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/4476480687166606906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=4476480687166606906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/4476480687166606906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/4476480687166606906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/08/sipahh.html' title='SIPAHH!'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SJ5Qe1lm-PI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Qgxx60un3Gw/s72-c/19072008(006).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-5780193873227592537</id><published>2008-08-09T17:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T17:25:30.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your views on education:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;izzit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Death, a friend that alone can bring the peace his treasures cannot purchase, and remove the pain his physicians cannot cure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-5780193873227592537?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/5780193873227592537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=5780193873227592537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/5780193873227592537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/5780193873227592537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/08/death.html' title='Death'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-2456973978662236050</id><published>2008-08-05T12:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T12:19:44.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>XD</title><content type='html'>on my &lt;em&gt;only &lt;/em&gt;day of&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unpaid&lt;/strong&gt; leave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like going to &lt;strong&gt;work&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;miss &lt;/strong&gt;my cats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; loveeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-2456973978662236050?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/2456973978662236050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=2456973978662236050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/2456973978662236050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/2456973978662236050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/08/xd.html' title='XD'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-8760037575442804728</id><published>2008-08-05T12:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:22:42.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake me up</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;august&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is &lt;em&gt;here&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog &lt;em&gt;lacks substance&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;but life's been &lt;em&gt;pretty &lt;strong&gt;good&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope it &lt;em&gt;stays &lt;/em&gt;that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;light up my life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no&lt;/strong&gt; more &lt;em&gt;emo thoughts&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no&lt;/strong&gt; more &lt;em&gt;facades&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no &lt;/strong&gt;more &lt;em&gt;bittersweetness&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no&lt;/strong&gt; more &lt;em&gt;riddles&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work has been work.&lt;br /&gt;thank God Jomer's back today.&lt;br /&gt;i miss him so much. (for &lt;em&gt;obvious&lt;/em&gt; reasons)&lt;br /&gt;took leave today since i was having &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sore eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230881620330335458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SJfTHonozOI/AAAAAAAAATs/jFYtygNJiEE/s320/04082008(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;oh and i accidently ate &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mopiko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't &lt;/strong&gt;ask.. its&lt;em&gt; dumb&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;apparently i have like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18 &lt;/strong&gt;terribly itchy itchy mosquito bites&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on my legs..&lt;br /&gt;and a kind thoughtful soul bought me Mopiko..&lt;br /&gt;it&lt;em&gt; helps&lt;/em&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;wake me up when &lt;s&gt;september&lt;/s&gt; january comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-8760037575442804728?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/8760037575442804728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=8760037575442804728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/8760037575442804728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/8760037575442804728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/08/wake-me-up.html' title='Wake me up'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SJfTHonozOI/AAAAAAAAATs/jFYtygNJiEE/s72-c/04082008(004).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-3954125549650054182</id><published>2008-07-29T09:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T10:01:01.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Blabber</title><content type='html'>i know words have been few but just an update on my life in this miserable &lt;s&gt;dead&lt;/s&gt; blog.&lt;br /&gt;been kinda reluctant to post coz so many things are going on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work has been &lt;em&gt;super busy&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;ever since Dr Jomer left for Canada, anybody and everybody has been calling me.&lt;br /&gt;my phone rings all the time even before 8.30am to after 6.00pm.&lt;br /&gt;(okay not ALL the time but confirm got calls and smses from some people)&lt;br /&gt;well im not complaining neither am i enjoying..&lt;br /&gt;kinda neutral.. though it is tiring having to juggle both my duties and his duties..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just trying to do the best i can..&lt;br /&gt;lols i dun even know what im feeling now..&lt;br /&gt;just feel &lt;em&gt;tired&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life, on the other hand, has been pretty good..&lt;br /&gt;my colleague showed me a blog with a really sad story (that is 100% true)&lt;br /&gt;and it made me realise that &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;we never ever know how lucky we really are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;death &lt;/strong&gt;serves as the&lt;strong&gt; ultimate&lt;/strong&gt; reminder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;so to all my loved ones and random passerbys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;treasure ur loved ones today before its too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;so cliche. but &lt;strong&gt;true&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the &lt;em&gt;beach &lt;/em&gt;on Sunday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ate a homecooked lunch there,&lt;br /&gt;saw a Tarzan (which tried to attack me.. lols),&lt;br /&gt;played on the swings (which i snatch from little kids.. nah jk),&lt;br /&gt;ate a chocolate-raspberry ripple ice cream (weather was frigging hot),&lt;br /&gt;sat under the hot sun looking across the &lt;s&gt;murky&lt;/s&gt; water,&lt;br /&gt;and grew tanner a wee bit (not that anibody realises.. including me until ytd).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. the beach rocks!&lt;br /&gt;wow.. look at how much text ive wrote..&lt;br /&gt;my affair with words is getting &lt;em&gt;stronger&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously.. this has been a really lame post..&lt;br /&gt;before i go..&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Avatar: The Last Airbender is really really good!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;go watch it, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;p/s did i mention that its really weird having to supervise older guys? (hoi.. dun anihow think!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-3954125549650054182?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/3954125549650054182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=3954125549650054182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/3954125549650054182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/3954125549650054182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-know-words-have-been-few-but-just.html' title='Random Blabber'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-7568513955792579299</id><published>2008-07-27T08:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T08:52:47.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont turn the other way</title><content type='html'>woke up at 7.46am due to a really&lt;strong&gt; scary&lt;/strong&gt; nightmare..&lt;br /&gt;never knew that insecurity transcends through sleep in the subconscious mind as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just after i comforted JH over her nightmare..&lt;br /&gt;and now i got one..&lt;br /&gt;bit hard to believe my own words that nightmares usually protray the opposite of life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my nightmare..&lt;br /&gt;i felt so &lt;em&gt;utterly helpless&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;destitude&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;it felt so &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im afraid. im afraid. im afraid.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes sleep doesnt feel like a solution..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dont turn the other way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;please&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alyssa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-7568513955792579299?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/7568513955792579299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=7568513955792579299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/7568513955792579299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/7568513955792579299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/07/dont-turn-other-way.html' title='dont turn the other way'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-7599952199781236842</id><published>2008-07-24T11:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T11:13:17.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeremiah 33:3</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Call to me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Jeremiah 33:3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-7599952199781236842?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/7599952199781236842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=7599952199781236842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/7599952199781236842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/7599952199781236842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/07/jeremiah-333.html' title='Jeremiah 33:3'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-6273139524263982529</id><published>2008-07-20T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T22:19:33.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;im sorry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-6273139524263982529?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/6273139524263982529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-2590346017833021950</id><published>2008-07-19T21:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:22:42.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ILXQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SIHpON8u7lI/AAAAAAAAATk/rlogNo4y5jY/s1600-h/19072008(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224713473198321234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SIHpON8u7lI/AAAAAAAAATk/rlogNo4y5jY/s320/19072008(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;center&gt;its as beautiful as it looks&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;just came back from a walk to Elias Mall&lt;br /&gt;started &lt;em&gt;pouring &lt;/em&gt;when i went out&lt;br /&gt;went to find 1000 island dressing&lt;br /&gt;but everywhere its &lt;em&gt;out of stock&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im beginning to think that 1000 island may be found to be &lt;em&gt;carcinogenic &lt;/em&gt;or sumthing.&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left at about &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's already &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;19th July 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;ndp is coming..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this has been a &lt;em&gt;redundant&lt;/em&gt; post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alyssa&lt;/strong&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/5851674882393500481-2590346017833021950?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SIHpON8u7lI/AAAAAAAAATk/rlogNo4y5jY/s72-c/19072008(004).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-6030662201746464709</id><published>2008-07-18T10:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T10:39:06.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In This Life - Westlife</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;For all I've been blessed with in this life&lt;br /&gt;There was an emptiness in me&lt;br /&gt;I was imprisoned by the power of gold&lt;br /&gt;With one honest touch you set me free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the world stop turning&lt;br /&gt;Let the sun stop burning&lt;br /&gt;Let them tell me love's not worth going through&lt;br /&gt;If it all falls apart&lt;br /&gt;I will know deep in my heart&lt;br /&gt;The only dream that mattered had come true&lt;br /&gt;In this life, I was loved by you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every mountain I have climbed&lt;br /&gt;And every raging river crossed&lt;br /&gt;You were the treasure that I longed to find&lt;br /&gt;Without your love I would be lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-6030662201746464709?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/6030662201746464709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=6030662201746464709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/6030662201746464709'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want it all to go away..&lt;br /&gt;but then this sadness is my remembrance..&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could slash away everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-7188901281626329231?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/7188901281626329231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=7188901281626329231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/7188901281626329231'/><link rel='self' 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you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-6649810081079245852?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/6649810081079245852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=6649810081079245852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/6649810081079245852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/6649810081079245852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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really &lt;3 them!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too many personal problems..&lt;br /&gt;feels like im facing obstacles in everything i do..&lt;br /&gt;but yet life goes on......&lt;br /&gt;its really tough living behind a facade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-4464879817031223652?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/4464879817031223652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=4464879817031223652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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for courage as I begin this day,&lt;br /&gt;for I understand there is work to be done,&lt;br /&gt;burdens to be carried,&lt;br /&gt;feelings to be shared and&lt;br /&gt;joys to be celebrated.&lt;br /&gt;Grant me the courage to be silent&lt;br /&gt;that I may hear Thy voice;&lt;br /&gt;to persevere, that I may share Thy victory;&lt;br /&gt;and to remember,&lt;br /&gt;lest I forget the way by which Thou has led me.&lt;br /&gt;And when this day is done,&lt;br /&gt;O Lord, may I have the courage to see&lt;br /&gt;Thy guiding hand in the&lt;br /&gt;friendships that have been made,&lt;br /&gt;in the hurts that have been healed,&lt;br /&gt;and in the strength that has been given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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Courage'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-930555259076040682</id><published>2008-07-14T10:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T10:20:13.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer for Strength</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;O Lord,&lt;br /&gt;In this time of need, strengthen me.&lt;br /&gt;You are my strength and my shield;&lt;br /&gt;You are my refuge and strength,&lt;br /&gt;a very present help in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;I know, Father,&lt;br /&gt;that Your eyes go to and fro&lt;br /&gt;throughout the earth to strengthen&lt;br /&gt;those whose hearts long for You.&lt;br /&gt;The body grows weary,&lt;br /&gt;but my hope is in You to renew my strength.&lt;br /&gt;I do not fear, for You are with me.&lt;br /&gt;I am not dismayed or overwhelmed,&lt;br /&gt;for You are my God.&lt;br /&gt;I know You will strengthen me and help me;&lt;br /&gt;that You will uphold me with Your righteous hand.&lt;br /&gt;Even as the shadows of illness cover me,&lt;br /&gt;I feel the comfort of Your strength,&lt;br /&gt;Our Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-930555259076040682?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-8151985425667648145</id><published>2008-07-13T23:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T10:23:32.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PRAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://fc07.deviantart.com/images2/i/2004/08/5/f/Pray_To_The_Above.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think my&lt;em&gt; past&lt;/em&gt; is finally catching up to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-8151985425667648145?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/8151985425667648145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=8151985425667648145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/8151985425667648145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/8151985425667648145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/07/pray.html' title='PRAY'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-5811715416134820863</id><published>2008-07-12T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T00:50:47.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running After You</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Your Word is a light unto my path&lt;br /&gt;Your Love guides me through my darkest night&lt;br /&gt;And even though sometimes Your ways&lt;br /&gt;I cannot understand&lt;br /&gt;I’ll never walk away because my future’s&lt;br /&gt;In Your hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care what people will say&lt;br /&gt;I’m running after You&lt;br /&gt;I won’t turn back and go their way&lt;br /&gt;Coz I’m running after You&lt;br /&gt;Don’t matter what may come my way&lt;br /&gt;I’m running after you&lt;br /&gt;It’s You I’m following today&lt;br /&gt;I’m &lt;strong&gt;running after You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-5811715416134820863?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/5811715416134820863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=5811715416134820863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/5811715416134820863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/5811715416134820863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/07/running-after-you.html' title='Running After You'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-6943538597119276175</id><published>2008-07-12T20:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T20:48:43.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping Stars - Wintersun</title><content type='html'>Oh sleeping stars, why are you so sad tonight&lt;br /&gt;Oh sleeping stars, will you shine for me tonight&lt;br /&gt;Oh &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sleeping stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see them float in the night sky&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear those echoes of their sweet cries, creating a tune&lt;br /&gt;Can you see them shine so bright&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel their loneliness through their cold light, touching you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes feel so heavy when the stars are calling me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Join with us eternally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I'm falling in deep trance and my powers are weakening&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling in a world between dreams and reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now alone in the silent light&lt;br /&gt;and there's nothing but darkness around me&lt;br /&gt;Deeper into unknown the strange light is guiding me&lt;br /&gt;Wake me until it's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I feel a warmth go through my body&lt;br /&gt;But I feel that a part of me has died, I sense the change in me&lt;br /&gt;I must have been away so long&lt;br /&gt;so please stay with me for a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-6943538597119276175?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/6943538597119276175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=6943538597119276175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/6943538597119276175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/6943538597119276175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/07/sleeping-stars-wintersun.html' title='Sleeping Stars - Wintersun'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-8967928684988104358</id><published>2008-07-08T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:22:42.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Kitty Attack!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SHNsZP_RjyI/AAAAAAAAATc/C-x3NM5iJaU/s1600-h/08072008(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220635574096989986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SHNsZP_RjyI/AAAAAAAAATc/C-x3NM5iJaU/s400/08072008(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; When Kitty Attacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kitty &lt;/strong&gt;was feeling &lt;em&gt;suicidal &lt;/em&gt;on the &lt;em&gt;wrong&lt;/em&gt; person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/5851674882393500481-8967928684988104358?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/8967928684988104358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=8967928684988104358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-615586826212242607</id><published>2008-07-08T02:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T02:34:46.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gorgeous - Idina Menzel</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;In a perfect world, in another time&lt;br /&gt;In a far off place, we wouldn't need to justify&lt;br /&gt;Everything we are and all that we believe&lt;br /&gt;We could finally be whoever we both want to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And when we can't be heard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And when we can't be seen&lt;br /&gt;I will call you close and&lt;br /&gt;You will reach for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When all of the beauty turns to pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all of the madness falls like rain&lt;br /&gt;As long as we crash and we collide&lt;br /&gt;We will be gorgeous, you and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the window pane, through the bedroom door&lt;br /&gt;This city wants to fight but it can't touch us anymore&lt;br /&gt;We have come so far, we have shed our skin&lt;br /&gt;The more that's taken from us now, the more we have to give &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And when we are drowning in the noise&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna stop to hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;As long as we crash and we collide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We will be gorgeous, &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Menzel'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-7096549180988733747</id><published>2008-07-05T03:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T05:02:42.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cutting Issues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;There is perhaps no phenomenon which contains so much destructive feeling as moral indignation, which permits envy or hate to be acted out under the guise of virtue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"I don't cut myself now but in the past when I got really depressed and overwhelmed and I felt like I made someone I was close to mad at me or disappointed them I would lose it and cut myself. It was like I hated myself so much and thought I was such a bad person that I deserved to be hurt. And I think physically hurting myself helped me focus on the physical pain instead of the emotional pain. Its like a distraction. I got so stuck in the emotions I didn't know what to do but I felt like I had to do something like kill myself but I was too afraid so I just cut myself. I would'nt tell her she is stupid or being stupid. She probably already knows it is not good for her and is not the answer to her problems. she needs help to figure out a healthier way to deal with her emotions. If you really want to try and be there for her(which I know can be trying) I would tell her you care about her and know she is having problems and you hope she will get help. Just her knowing you care about her might help her a little because people like her usually feel sad and alone and embarassed that they do these immature things. Cause normal people who don't cut or who have never had bad depression can't understand at all what they are going through. They think they just do it for attention but the person is dealing with so many feelings and just wants it to go away." - Trinstar's answer to why do people cut themselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-7096549180988733747?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/7096549180988733747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=7096549180988733747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/7096549180988733747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/7096549180988733747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/07/cutting-issues.html' title='Cutting Issues'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-3858233227985376113</id><published>2008-07-03T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T15:30:41.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nelly Furtado - In God's Hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I looked at your face I saw that all the love had died&lt;br /&gt;I saw that we had forgotten to take the time&lt;br /&gt;I, I saw that you couldn't care less about what you do&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't care less about the lies&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't find the time to cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We forgot about love&lt;br /&gt;We forgot about faith&lt;br /&gt;We forgot about trust&lt;br /&gt;We forgot about us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Now our love's floating out the window&lt;br /&gt;Our love's floating out the back door&lt;br /&gt;Our love's floating up in the sky in heaven&lt;br /&gt;Where it began back in God's hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said that you had said all that you had to say&lt;br /&gt;You said baby it's the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And we gave a lot but it wasn't enough&lt;br /&gt;We got so tired that we just gave up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We didn't respect it&lt;br /&gt;We went and neglected it&lt;br /&gt;We didn't deserve it&lt;br /&gt;But I never expected this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our love floated out the window&lt;br /&gt;Our love floated out the back door&lt;br /&gt;Our love floated up in the sky to heaven&lt;br /&gt;It's part of a plan&lt;br /&gt;It's back in God's hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Back in God's hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It didn't last&lt;br /&gt;It's a thing of the past&lt;br /&gt;Oh we didn't understand&lt;br /&gt;Just what we had&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh I want it back&lt;br /&gt;Just what we had&lt;br /&gt;Oh I want it back&lt;br /&gt;Oh just what we had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-3858233227985376113?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/3858233227985376113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=3858233227985376113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/3858233227985376113'/><link rel='self' 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again n again.&lt;br /&gt;each day i wage the same war.&lt;br /&gt;and feel the same outcome.&lt;br /&gt;each day i try to be strong again.&lt;br /&gt;and i fail yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im living on &lt;em&gt;repeat&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-4961414288753748732?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/4961414288753748732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=4961414288753748732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/4961414288753748732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/4961414288753748732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-living-on-repeat.html' title='im living on repeat'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-7546145057004188074</id><published>2008-07-03T09:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T09:34:45.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick n Broken</title><content type='html'>At 6am, i was contemplating whether or not to go to work..&lt;br /&gt;and it was leaning towards going coz i know LAST practicals will be hell..&lt;br /&gt;and i have to help Jomer.. on top of that.. i need to remove my specimens from the embedding plate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess my body kinda made the final decision for me..&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 9.14am.. and immediately called Jomer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel so tired..&lt;br /&gt;could be because i kept waking up at night (blocked nose issues).&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes.. i went to see the doctor ytd and he gaf me 2 days MC..&lt;br /&gt;apparently i didnt know i was running a fever.. just felt super cold..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was a bad day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i missed the bus 15.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i had a lecturing from my supervisor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i lost sumone precious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i realised i nv changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i &lt;s&gt;was&lt;/s&gt; am sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i felt cold and my nose, throat and eyes hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i almost got hit by a taxi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i almost tripped over my own doorstep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blahs. typical day i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imma go back to sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;woke up just to email supervisors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-7546145057004188074?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-743259900350622959</id><published>2008-07-02T07:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T07:28:35.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like A Knife - Secondhand Serenade</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I dream a lot, I know you say&lt;br /&gt;You've got to get away&lt;br /&gt;The world is not yours for the taking&lt;br /&gt;Is all you ever say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not the best for you&lt;br /&gt;But promise that you'll stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;'Cause if I watch you go, you'll see me wasting&lt;br /&gt;You'll see me wasting away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause today you walked out of my life&lt;br /&gt;'Cause today your words felt like a knife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm not living this life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goodbyes are meant for lonely people&lt;br /&gt;Standing in the rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And no matter where I go&lt;br /&gt;It's always pouring all the same&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These streets are filled with memories&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Both perfect and in pain&lt;br /&gt;And all I wanna do is love you&lt;br /&gt;But I'm the only one to blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause today you walked out of my life&lt;br /&gt;'Cause today your words felt like a knife&lt;br /&gt;I'm not living this life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(But what do I know if you're leaving?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;All you did was stop the bleeding&lt;br /&gt;But these scars will stay forever&lt;br /&gt;These scars will stay forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And these words they have no meaning&lt;br /&gt;If we cannot find the feeling&lt;br /&gt;That we held on to together&lt;br /&gt;Try your hardest to remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Stay with me or watch me bleed&lt;br /&gt;I need you just to breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Cause today you walked out of my life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(Stay with me or watch me bleed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Cause today your words felt &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;like a knife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(I need you just to breathe)&lt;br /&gt;I'm not living this life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-743259900350622959?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/743259900350622959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-138953989522024030</id><published>2008-07-01T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T00:03:28.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish i could kill her</title><content type='html'>she falls and falls&lt;br /&gt;but there is nobody&lt;br /&gt;broken promises&lt;br /&gt;broken girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloodstains and tears&lt;br /&gt;murder it wouldnt be&lt;br /&gt;coz she's not living&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could kill her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ghost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-138953989522024030?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-1556156685555477869</id><published>2008-07-01T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T23:54:34.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>failure</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;i just need you to be there for me..&lt;br /&gt;to never leave me even as a friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess that is too much to ask..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back away then.. if you really think its the best for both of us..&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghs nvm..&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing to say anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously nothing.&lt;br /&gt;nothing now&lt;br /&gt;nothing forever.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know how to make u happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-1556156685555477869?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/1556156685555477869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=1556156685555477869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/1556156685555477869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/1556156685555477869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/07/failure.html' title='failure'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-2878234810545542203</id><published>2008-06-30T07:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T07:36:31.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>These Hard Times - Matchbox 20</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Morning falls like rain into the city life&lt;br /&gt;There goes another night&lt;br /&gt;Losing my breath in waves&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that every crash is bleeding the hourglass&lt;br /&gt;and taking the strife from all our lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone keeps talking&lt;br /&gt;They promise you everything&lt;br /&gt;But they don't mean anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may lose our focus&lt;br /&gt;There's just too many words&lt;br /&gt;We're never meant to learn&lt;br /&gt;And we don't feel so alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So goodbye, these days are gone&lt;br /&gt;and we can't keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;When all we need is some relief&lt;br /&gt;Though these hard times&lt;br /&gt;Through these hard times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move your hands in circles&lt;br /&gt;Keeping me hypnotized&lt;br /&gt;The power behind your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Move around your bedroom cursing the naked sky&lt;br /&gt;You should be here tonight&lt;br /&gt;But you stay alone and cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say goodbye, these days are gone&lt;br /&gt;and we can't keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;When all we need is some relief&lt;br /&gt;Through these hard times&lt;br /&gt;(whoa) There's something missing&lt;br /&gt;(Oh whoa) You'll never feel it but you&lt;br /&gt;(Oh whoa) You're gonna feel it when it's gone&lt;br /&gt;When it's gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say goodbye, these days are gone&lt;br /&gt;and we can't keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;When all we need is some relief&lt;br /&gt;Through these hard times&lt;br /&gt;(hey) these Hard times&lt;br /&gt;(oh no now) Hard times&lt;br /&gt;Hard times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say goodbye, these days are gone&lt;br /&gt;Say goodbye, these days are gone&lt;br /&gt;These days are gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;iran 620&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alyssa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-2878234810545542203?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/2878234810545542203/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-247541404798494707</id><published>2008-06-30T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T01:03:45.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Lady Peace - Is Anybody Home?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;"hey, is anybody home?&lt;br /&gt;has anybody wasted tears on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;loneliness that everyone becomes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-247541404798494707?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/247541404798494707/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-6936474447572902206</id><published>2008-06-29T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T22:44:07.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dun wanna hate u</title><content type='html'>you gave me hope..&lt;br /&gt;but now you give me despair..&lt;br /&gt;i thought that it would be different..&lt;br /&gt;but its always the same..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;round n round..&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how many more years do i have to re-live this nightmare..&lt;br /&gt;this pain of caring for you..&lt;br /&gt;i wish to cast it aside but i cant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dont make me hate you please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-6936474447572902206?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/6936474447572902206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=6936474447572902206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/6936474447572902206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/6936474447572902206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-dun-wanna-hate-u.html' title='i dun wanna hate u'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-5608356478936630952</id><published>2008-06-29T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T01:33:25.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye</title><content type='html'>cry without trying&lt;br /&gt;afraid to fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;seek comfort in the dark familiarity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i never really moved on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-5608356478936630952?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-4223698068293118107</id><published>2008-06-28T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T16:18:36.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haunting memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;laughter were few and in between.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the damage is already done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like the things that haunt me inside &lt;strong&gt;never &lt;/strong&gt;stop growing...&lt;br /&gt;they cut like knives against raw flesh..&lt;br /&gt;lurk like bad nightmares in every cell of my body..&lt;br /&gt;i feel it each time i breathe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel so small inside.. feel damn misunderstood..&lt;br /&gt;but nobody knows..&lt;br /&gt;im tired of hiding away and pretending im strong..&lt;br /&gt;what am i susposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-4223698068293118107?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/4223698068293118107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=4223698068293118107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/4223698068293118107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/4223698068293118107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/06/haunting-memories.html' title='haunting memories'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-6212248087352964047</id><published>2008-06-27T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T11:00:15.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>early in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;someone pisses me off..&lt;br /&gt;assuming and saying that i tink too much..&lt;br /&gt;forcing his opinions on me..&lt;br /&gt;i hate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and u know sumthing..&lt;br /&gt;i have no reason to believe in love animore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its all just a game we play..&lt;br /&gt;the make up, fake up and break ups..&lt;br /&gt;they all dont go aniwhere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoeva said Love conquers all must be brain dead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im sick of hearing Happiness/Success is a journey, not destination..&lt;br /&gt;If you think that you sound damn smart by saying..&lt;br /&gt;think again.. coz u sound so fking crappy and lame..&lt;br /&gt;it is fucking overused.. and what does it even mean psychologically?&lt;br /&gt;you are telling me that i will never reach happiness/success?&lt;br /&gt;or are u telling me that its a futile long goose chase?&lt;br /&gt;to pursue and pursue and find out that its not there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE. IS. OVERRATED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LIFE. IS. OVERRATED. AS WELL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this blog is a sham..&lt;br /&gt;wad love crayons..&lt;br /&gt;i only feel angsty, emo and depressed..&lt;br /&gt;i only think upset and angry thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;i cant be that person..&lt;br /&gt;this is &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Love&lt;/s&gt; &lt;strong&gt;SCREW YOU M*FKERS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Disclaimer: This is very well my fucking blog to pen out my fucking thoughts, if you fucking disagree, then you might as well agree with me that you are indeed a fucker who derives pleasure from fucking around with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Disclaimer 2: This does not apply to people who didnt piss me off. Thoughts may vary from time to time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-6212248087352964047?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/6212248087352964047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=6212248087352964047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/6212248087352964047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/6212248087352964047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/06/early-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-6593295187373691537</id><published>2008-06-26T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T23:18:56.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tout Le Monde</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Don't remember where I was&lt;br /&gt;I realized life was a game&lt;br /&gt;The more seriously I took things&lt;br /&gt;The harder the rules became&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea what it'd cost&lt;br /&gt;My life passed before my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I found out how little I accomplished&lt;br /&gt;All my plans denied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as you read this know my friends&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to stay with you all&lt;br /&gt;Please smile when you think of me&lt;br /&gt;My body's gone that's all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A tout le monde (To all the world)&lt;br /&gt;A tous mes amis (To all my friends)&lt;br /&gt;Je vous aime (I love you)&lt;br /&gt;Je dois partir (I have to leave)&lt;br /&gt;These are the last words&lt;br /&gt;I'll ever speak&lt;br /&gt;And they'll set me free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my heart was still alive&lt;br /&gt;I know it would surely break&lt;br /&gt;And my memories left with you&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing more to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on is a simple thing&lt;br /&gt;What it leaves behind is hard&lt;br /&gt;You know the sleeping feel no more pain&lt;br /&gt;And the living are scarred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A tout le monde (To all the world)&lt;br /&gt;A tous mes amis (To all my friends)&lt;br /&gt;Je vous aime (I love you)&lt;br /&gt;Je dois partir (I have to leave)&lt;br /&gt;These are the last words&lt;br /&gt;I'll ever speak&lt;br /&gt;And they'll set me free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;YOUTHANASIA.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-6593295187373691537?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/6593295187373691537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=6593295187373691537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/6593295187373691537'/><link 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me feel as though im living in a cluttered disorganized out of control box..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghs!!&lt;br /&gt;i really need to pack my room, clean my tables, organize my bags, change my bedsheets, dust every visible surface (even the tv), disinfect the walls, sweep every corner (even under the bed), mop the floor, clean the grilles and polish the mirror, etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when im done, im gonna beg to have a phone installed in my room too. (hope that will work out.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a rant..&lt;br /&gt;and it was brought to u by the angst in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alyssa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-6932460320658277083?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/6932460320658277083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=6932460320658277083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/6932460320658277083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/6932460320658277083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/06/rantsss.html' title='Rantsss'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-5734479641725090839</id><published>2008-06-24T21:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T21:13:42.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pack your room</title><content type='html'>Things To Do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pack. your. room. pronto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-5734479641725090839?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/5734479641725090839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=5734479641725090839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/5734479641725090839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/5734479641725090839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/06/pack-your-room.html' title='pack your room'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-3906062202482359452</id><published>2008-06-23T04:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T04:58:30.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give My Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When I look in your eyes I can see that you&lt;br /&gt;Want to be with me but you're so scared&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know what to say or do&lt;br /&gt;But the tears keep falling from your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And I know that times won't change my love&lt;br /&gt;And I can't do nothing to keep you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'll give my love&lt;br /&gt;Oh when I hold you tight&lt;br /&gt;Give my love through kisses oh so bright&lt;br /&gt;And you know that I can't change my love&lt;br /&gt;Take my love all through the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the hours pass away&lt;br /&gt;You think that love ain't here to stay&lt;br /&gt;Feel a beat from your chest&lt;br /&gt;But you don't give doubt a moment's rest&lt;br /&gt;You dream the future and all you see is dark&lt;br /&gt;Listen to your heart, baby,&lt;br /&gt;The truth will set sparks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'll give my love oh when I hold you tight&lt;br /&gt;Give my love through kisses oh so bright&lt;br /&gt;And you know, that I can't change my love&lt;br /&gt;Take my love all through the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it does &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; get any more apt than this&lt;br /&gt;thanks for understanding me this &lt;em&gt;much&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-3906062202482359452?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/3906062202482359452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=3906062202482359452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/3906062202482359452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/3906062202482359452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/06/give-my-love.html' title='Give My Love'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-5326658188923443274</id><published>2008-06-16T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:22:43.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SFZngO29zCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/eAgjFtSCLp8/s1600-h/16062008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212467422170041378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SFZngO29zCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/eAgjFtSCLp8/s320/16062008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SFZnSPpzIdI/AAAAAAAAATI/-qkGcUFaX_0/s1600-h/16062008(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212467181865083346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SFZnSPpzIdI/AAAAAAAAATI/-qkGcUFaX_0/s320/16062008(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear &lt;strong&gt;Beer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Although you are light, thanks for picking me up from my super emo state.&lt;br /&gt;i never did like you coz i tot you tasted odd but now, i love u.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to better and stronger liquer. (plus caffeine!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-5326658188923443274?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/5326658188923443274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=5326658188923443274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/5326658188923443274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/5326658188923443274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/06/beer.html' title='Beer'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SFZngO29zCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/eAgjFtSCLp8/s72-c/16062008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-8743199801217460345</id><published>2008-06-16T20:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T20:15:47.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loner and swings</title><content type='html'>dunno whats gotten into me lately.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so upset and sians everyday.&lt;br /&gt;i dun really feel like talking to anybody.&lt;br /&gt;the only highlight of today is louis, made me laughed till i cried..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den when it was time to go home,&lt;br /&gt;i walked from TP to TM and started feeling emo again..&lt;br /&gt;coz of certain tings..&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt even feel the distance coz my brain was zoned out..&lt;br /&gt;just my mp3 and me.. yet i could feel the twinge in my heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to walk all the way home.. over the highway..&lt;br /&gt;but i smelt rain, which has this very refreshing-depressing feeling on me..&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to drop by the library for a bit..&lt;br /&gt;borrowed two books to keep me busy when im not at work..&lt;br /&gt;skipped lunch but ate some biscuits in the office..&lt;br /&gt;dun really feel like eating dinner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like going away.. for a really long time.&lt;br /&gt;but there's so much i just cant leave behind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-8743199801217460345?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/8743199801217460345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=8743199801217460345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/8743199801217460345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/8743199801217460345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/06/loner-and-swings.html' title='loner and swings'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-8100240073675897172</id><published>2008-06-16T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T20:04:10.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to square 1</title><content type='html'>same dashed hopes&lt;br /&gt;same broken-ness&lt;br /&gt;strangers for company&lt;br /&gt;im still at square 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im there so much its almost &lt;em&gt;cliche&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-8100240073675897172?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/8100240073675897172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=8100240073675897172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/8100240073675897172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/8100240073675897172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/06/back-to-square-1.html' title='back to square 1'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-330629826089919477</id><published>2008-06-15T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T15:47:55.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ame no Orchestra</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ame no Orchestra (Orchestra of Rain)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into a purely white notebook I start to write down my memories of you (with a pen)&lt;br /&gt;Outside the window the rain falls like on that day, non-stop since yesterday&lt;br /&gt;It falls on forever, knocking at the window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drip, drop, one, two&lt;br /&gt;Outside the gently shaking window&lt;br /&gt;The weather forecast predicted rain, did you take an umbrella as you went out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Goodbye today’s sunshine”, I repeat several times&lt;br /&gt;If I looked up to the sky, I might see a grain of light&lt;br /&gt;Ordinary days, orchestra of echoes of the tunes rain plays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn’t surprised at all to find you in the middle of town where the sinners come and go&lt;br /&gt;Cherry tree leaves, wet from the early summer rain, and I, waiting for you to come&lt;br /&gt;A cat, all wet and shrivelling, joining you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They look like Hydrangeas&lt;br /&gt;The umbrellas of the street houses which bloom vividly&lt;br /&gt;Your brightly red vinyl umbrella that dyed your profile red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birds in the shade of the trees are tired of waiting for the sky&lt;br /&gt;But...I don’t hate this rain&lt;br /&gt;Folding one umbrella, I invite you to stand underneath my little umbrella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cold air prevents us from standing apart, because of the distance our fingertips touch lightly&lt;br /&gt;You wear your hair tied up today, yesterday, you had looked more adult&lt;br /&gt;Dye my ordinary days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I put down the pen, the rain has stopped. Unnoticed, the sky has started flowing&lt;br /&gt;You certainly knew about the lies I told you, right?&lt;br /&gt;From the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our mistakes have flown with the rain, &lt;em&gt;soon, we will also be washed away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won’t be found in the picture full of luck you draw&lt;br /&gt;I, who used to be reflected in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I hadn’t been surprised at all to find you in the middle of town where the sinners come and go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherry tree leaves, wet from the early summer rain, and I, waiting for you who is not there&lt;br /&gt;With my eyes closed, &lt;em&gt;I smell your scent in the wind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-330629826089919477?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/330629826089919477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=330629826089919477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/330629826089919477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/330629826089919477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/06/ame-no-orchestra.html' title='Ame no Orchestra'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-2730439853305451279</id><published>2008-06-15T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T14:54:15.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>be happy for others</title><content type='html'>put on a brave front&lt;br /&gt;and hide away the tears&lt;br /&gt;carry the cake&lt;br /&gt;and say happy father's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be happy for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-2730439853305451279?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/2730439853305451279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=2730439853305451279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/2730439853305451279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/2730439853305451279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/06/be-happy-for-others.html' title='be happy for others'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-8604535234291359627</id><published>2008-06-15T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:22:43.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AIBI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SFSnC8U1S4I/AAAAAAAAATA/Q-yANXs14DY/s1600-h/lols.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211974337769589634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SFSnC8U1S4I/AAAAAAAAATA/Q-yANXs14DY/s400/lols.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is too good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay as soon as carmen comes online..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he switches his nick to yawnzers..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and switches it again to wow? already using my name? you really are a pitiable plastic.. fool is just too nice word..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lols trying to act innocent now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what happened to eg of a polymer: wee?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u dare to put on ur nick but u afraid to let others know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im not afraid!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wun change my nick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-8604535234291359627?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/8604535234291359627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=8604535234291359627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/8604535234291359627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/8604535234291359627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/06/aibi.html' title='AIBI'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yaFJORIlEQ/SFSnC8U1S4I/AAAAAAAAATA/Q-yANXs14DY/s72-c/lols.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-5292727676813780527</id><published>2008-06-15T12:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T12:43:42.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>polymer lols</title><content type='html'>eg of a polymer: Wee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- the great Himbo strikes again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oohh.. so smart..&lt;br /&gt;u know science..&lt;br /&gt;i worship u..&lt;br /&gt;coz u are l33t!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rolls eye*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dude, have some originality..&lt;br /&gt;isnt that another form of saying plastic.. yawns................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definition of Himbo:&lt;br /&gt;- Male bimbo&lt;br /&gt;Eg. Gay Boy Terris Tan Shen How. (also commonly known as GBT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes, &lt;strong&gt;FUCK YOU&lt;/strong&gt; (not me of coz, eww, useless lj kia) for insulting my family name.&lt;br /&gt;you can insult me but never touch my family name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-5292727676813780527?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/5292727676813780527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=5292727676813780527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/5292727676813780527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/5292727676813780527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/06/polymer-lols.html' title='polymer lols'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-5423032613368036408</id><published>2008-06-15T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T12:29:00.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>geez it never stops</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i know i will definitely lose to you in plasticity.. sighz.. i not as hiong lor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- GBT the Greatest Himbo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols.. who initiated the plastic war?&lt;br /&gt;are those sarcastic words a cover for your cowardice?&lt;br /&gt;how am i plastic when u are the one being a fake 'friend' towards me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-5423032613368036408?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/5423032613368036408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=5423032613368036408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/5423032613368036408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/5423032613368036408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/06/geez-it-never-stops.html' title='geez it never stops'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-6280426777703877097</id><published>2008-06-15T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T12:37:00.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wont back down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I asked the same question to 2 guys who have known me for many many years.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Q: Am I materialistic/superficial? Please answer honestly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Words from a fellow gay which i &lt;strong&gt;RESPECT&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawnz* rottin in the office &gt;_&lt; T_T bleahx... says:&lt;br /&gt;aiya&lt;br /&gt;*yawnz* rottin in the office &gt;_&lt; T_T bleahx... says:&lt;br /&gt;ignore them la&lt;br /&gt;*yawnz* rottin in the office &gt;_&lt; T_T bleahx... says:&lt;br /&gt;himbos r more materialistic than they tink they r&lt;br /&gt;*yawnz* rottin in the office &gt;_&lt; T_T bleahx... says:&lt;br /&gt;n they r more irritatin than they actually r&lt;br /&gt;*yawnz* rottin in the office &gt;_&lt; T_T bleahx... says:&lt;br /&gt;u can match them with bimbos ba&lt;br /&gt;*yawnz* rottin in the office &gt;_&lt; T_T bleahx... says:&lt;br /&gt;juz tt they more daring to say stuffs cuz they r guys&lt;br /&gt;*yawnz* rottin in the office &gt;_&lt; T_T bleahx... says:&lt;br /&gt;learn to shoot back&lt;br /&gt;*yawnz* rottin in the office &gt;_&lt; T_T bleahx... says:&lt;br /&gt;all these yrs i hav been learn to shoot back "himbotically"&lt;br /&gt;*yawnz* rottin in the office &gt;_&lt; T_T bleahx... says:&lt;br /&gt;i tink i hav more or less become a himbo myself =X&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Words from an ex-bf:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;zJ - sErViNg nS - [[ Lost? ]] says:&lt;br /&gt;materialistic? since when? duh.&lt;br /&gt;zJ - sErViNg nS - [[ Lost? ]] says:&lt;br /&gt;superficial is wat huh? lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;aιчssa; lovecrayons.blogspot.com (i guess that makes u plastic too, how long are u gonna hide behind words?) says:&lt;br /&gt;superficial is very fake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;zJ - sErViNg nS - [[ Lost? ]] says:&lt;br /&gt;orhs.&lt;br /&gt;zJ - sErViNg nS - [[ Lost? ]] says:&lt;br /&gt;wont la. aiya. dun care abt ur fren nahs.&lt;br /&gt;zJ - sErViNg nS - [[ Lost? ]] says:&lt;br /&gt;sot sot one.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-6280426777703877097?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/6280426777703877097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=6280426777703877097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/6280426777703877097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/6280426777703877097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-wont-back-down.html' title='I wont back down.'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-1220112540187583999</id><published>2008-06-15T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T12:05:47.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gbt strikes again</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;has my words gotta do with your plasticity?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- again from dearest GBT (yes, GBT strikes again!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so are u admitting that you tink im plastic..&lt;br /&gt;or are u trying to back out of a confrontation..&lt;br /&gt;i have kept quiet long enough..&lt;br /&gt;if u wanna act innocent now..&lt;br /&gt;den take it that i have something personal towards you for what you previously commented about me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-1220112540187583999?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/1220112540187583999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=1220112540187583999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/1220112540187583999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/1220112540187583999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/06/gbt-strikes-again.html' title='gbt strikes again'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-3243502798930442984</id><published>2008-06-15T11:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T11:57:28.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lousiest Friend Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;the life (of) a true plastic involves jealousy, tenacity and materialism beyond logical comprehension.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- again, wise words spoken from &lt;strong&gt;GBT&lt;/strong&gt; (ALL HAIL HIM!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woahh.. trying to sound deep?&lt;br /&gt;now im jealous and materialistic as well?&lt;br /&gt;wow.. do u really know me??&lt;br /&gt;u sure talk like u think u do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who is the one whose jealous that carmen isnt there to talk to u or sms u as much animore?&lt;br /&gt;who is the one hiding behind words?&lt;br /&gt;materialism.. i leave it for u to decide..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides, whether im materialistic or not.. is it really your concern or your judgement to pass?&lt;br /&gt;i nv dated you dude.. and never will..&lt;br /&gt;please check up the meaning of materialistic..&lt;br /&gt;do i carry LV bags given from rich guys or decked head to toe in branded goods?&lt;br /&gt;i seem to remember im holding a day job..&lt;br /&gt;i dont think materialistic people care much about earning an income..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what u dont realise is how u are coming in between others..&lt;br /&gt;and you call yourself a true friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-3243502798930442984?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/3243502798930442984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=3243502798930442984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/3243502798930442984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/3243502798930442984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/06/lousiest-friend-ever.html' title='Lousiest Friend Ever'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-5151616034026253660</id><published>2008-06-15T11:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T11:32:13.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Straw</title><content type='html'>well the last straw broke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hate it when people blemish the innocence of true BL..- nonetheless, your whimsical words are still your demise.. not that i really care, though the fakishness is trauma-ing me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- written by &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gay &lt;s&gt;boy&lt;/s&gt; Terris&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(quoted from hearsay)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;advice for you.. grow up.. quit talking like a school kid.. trauma-ing? lols.. acbc much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive always been nice and supportive of your sexual orientation and tried being a friend and somewhat a mentor coz i have hopes for you to excel.. well i guess to you, that makes me &lt;em&gt;whimsical&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;plastic &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;superficial&lt;/em&gt;.. nice try using three different words to describe one trait.. it really makes it so much harder to guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; gonna take this lying down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing fake is how you are posting coded messages on your msn nick..&lt;br /&gt;instead of saying to my face what u dislike about my personality and solving it between us..&lt;br /&gt;i dont take well to cowardice and superficiality in friendships..&lt;br /&gt;but if thats the way u play, ill gladly play along..&lt;br /&gt;even if i will lose a valued fren in the process.. (which i absolutely abhor!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said..&lt;br /&gt;though im not sure if its directed at me but i have every reason to..&lt;br /&gt;besides the changes u made to your nick which coincides with the timing of incidents that happened..&lt;br /&gt;makes it more suspicious..&lt;br /&gt;besides, i know from carmen that you think im plastic.. lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you. dont. know. me. AT ALL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so never ever judge me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have some dignity and respect for yourself!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are u so mad at me about?&lt;br /&gt;did i ever offend you?&lt;br /&gt;or are u just scared that carmen will leave u?&lt;br /&gt;if ur that possessive a fren, i have nothing to say..&lt;br /&gt;mayb you shld just step up your game instead of hiding in the shadows&lt;br /&gt;and spouting some coded crap which you think is very mysterious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so bit of advice.. get &lt;strong&gt;IN&lt;/strong&gt; my face and say it straight what you are so unhappy about!&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;em&gt;dare&lt;/em&gt; u to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-5151616034026253660?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/5151616034026253660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=5151616034026253660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/5151616034026253660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/5151616034026253660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/06/last-straw.html' title='Last Straw'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-5881820620526605557</id><published>2008-06-15T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T01:36:37.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been a long time since ive felt suicidal..&lt;br /&gt;it hurts so much i cant breathe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-5881820620526605557?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/5881820620526605557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=5881820620526605557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/5881820620526605557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/5881820620526605557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/06/been-long-time-since-ive-felt-suicidal.html' title=''/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-1249041502937710480</id><published>2008-06-15T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T01:06:21.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;being whimsical with words only brings downfall on your part..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fakeness only turns on my trauma switch..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i cry or be angry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-1249041502937710480?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/1249041502937710480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=1249041502937710480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/1249041502937710480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/1249041502937710480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/06/cry.html' title='cry'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-535436753987684292</id><published>2008-06-14T20:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T20:12:56.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you brother.</title><content type='html'>i was so afraid i would lose you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-535436753987684292?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/535436753987684292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=535436753987684292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/535436753987684292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/535436753987684292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-love-you-brother.html' title='I love you brother.'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-5894693825596759631</id><published>2008-06-14T19:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T19:21:12.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupidest girl that ever lived</title><content type='html'>i have so much regret inside myself.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so useless.&lt;br /&gt;spent so much time being angry with him.&lt;br /&gt;wasted so much time,&lt;br /&gt;when i was susposed to love him.&lt;br /&gt;how could i be so stupid?&lt;br /&gt;how could i let anger blind my eyes?&lt;br /&gt;how could i hate him?&lt;br /&gt;Hate has poisoned our relationship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stupid things we do for love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does it take a whole lot of blood to start loving and caring for your loved ones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alyssa, you are the stupidest girl that ever lived.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The disappointment I feel in you far exceeds any disappointment I've ever felt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-5894693825596759631?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/5894693825596759631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=5894693825596759631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/5894693825596759631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/5894693825596759631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/06/stupidest-girl-that-ever-lived.html' title='Stupidest girl that ever lived'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-2005208301978414700</id><published>2008-06-14T19:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T19:05:57.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;You may be deceived if you trust too much, but you will live in &lt;em&gt;torment &lt;/em&gt;if you dont trust enough.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-2005208301978414700?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/2005208301978414700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=2005208301978414700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/2005208301978414700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/2005208301978414700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/06/trust.html' title='Trust'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-450184845870944981</id><published>2008-06-14T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T18:59:49.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>男人女人</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;爱爱爱爱了几回&lt;br /&gt;也明白其中滋味&lt;br /&gt;付出的从来不会等于收回&lt;br /&gt;我却还在等待着谁能出现&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;伤伤伤伤了几回&lt;br /&gt;也曾经为爱憔悴&lt;br /&gt;爱情里好人总比坏人狼狈&lt;br /&gt;我却还是学不会狠心对谁&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;男人男人多希望你是好人&lt;br /&gt;多希望用你的真让我不必再心疼&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;女人女人我答应做个好人&lt;br /&gt;我答应用我一生来换你的快乐一生&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entry is dedicated to the those with feelings left &lt;em&gt;unspoken&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;unheard&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-450184845870944981?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/450184845870944981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=450184845870944981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/450184845870944981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/450184845870944981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='男人女人'/><author><name>Mocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121449895811199370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851674882393500481.post-2662056900754139791</id><published>2008-06-14T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T18:53:53.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing's right anymore</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Of all forms of caution, caution in love is perhaps the most fatal to true happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's left unspoken and goes unheard.&lt;br /&gt;Hate and Anger has conquered both Love and Hope.&lt;br /&gt;Sorrow and Regret seems to still be missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it &lt;em&gt;too late&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-2662056900754139791?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/2662056900754139791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=2662056900754139791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/2662056900754139791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;William Blake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-1113176283126343298?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/1113176283126343298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=1113176283126343298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/1113176283126343298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851674882393500481/posts/default/1113176283126343298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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haunting me&lt;br /&gt;just playing on repeat&lt;br /&gt;waiting for nothingness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it broken?&lt;br /&gt;can we work it out?&lt;br /&gt;dont look away please&lt;br /&gt;i feel tired and dead&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851674882393500481-3015448036178157158?l=her-youthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-youthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/3015448036178157158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851674882393500481&amp;postID=3015448036178157158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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