<?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-3822915843544441424</id><updated>2012-02-05T21:30:07.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pure thoughts...</title><subtitle type='html'>it is all in the mind.
this me that u may nv come to know or understand.
Pure Thoughts.
it is all real.doubts are not needed.
this is as true as it gets in life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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>87</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3822915843544441424.post-765966642360448073</id><published>2012-02-05T21:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T21:30:07.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I always wanted another life. a secret life. but no matter how hard I try, it seems that these efforts are making me uglier than before. the jealousy, envy, anger and frustration that fuels it act like acid as it destroys me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-765966642360448073?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/765966642360448073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=765966642360448073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/765966642360448073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/765966642360448073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-always-wanted-another-life.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-3492263791386948430</id><published>2012-01-24T08:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T08:24:10.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck it.</title><content type='html'>crying two days in a row. what the fuck is wrong with me? I need to get this out. this fucking holiday is like shit. I feel so worn out and it's been so long since I think that death can sole problems. I thought I was out and over that. but apparently, I am still a kid. always the one at fault. it doesn't matter who the hell is the one that pissed her off, I am the ultimate target. the one that is said to have sinned. perhaps this is me paying back for all the bad things I did. perhaps, karma has found me. I can't fight it, I shouldnt fight it. my life revolves around redemption. nothing good comes out of this. I should count my blessings as much as I can huh. what use has it actually? everyone's having a time of their life, the holiday, tw family time. me? living hell. things can't get worst. alright. I gotta love myself and things will work out. somehow. humans are not my forte. let me just concentrate on my career. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-3492263791386948430?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/3492263791386948430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=3492263791386948430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/3492263791386948430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/3492263791386948430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2012/01/fuck-it.html' title='Fuck it.'/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-7104298811851013288</id><published>2012-01-22T20:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T20:37:09.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>こんな家に住みたくない。毎回あたしのせいで終わるんだ。生きてて良かったを思う日はこないなぁ。私の人生はむちゃくちゃだ。あたしのせいでね。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-7104298811851013288?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/7104298811851013288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=7104298811851013288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/7104298811851013288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/7104298811851013288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-4357084306719401278</id><published>2011-11-11T00:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T00:05:09.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>現在</title><content type='html'>我已經踏入了人生的另一個階段。&lt;br /&gt;思想也在我不注意的時候，漸漸地成熟。＂青春＂回不去了。很多懷念的人和事都消失在回憶中。但是，我很慶幸還有你們這班朋友和我一起回憶。好想跟你們說一句＂謝謝你在我的生命中增添了歡笑和色彩。＂&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-4357084306719401278?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/4357084306719401278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=4357084306719401278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/4357084306719401278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/4357084306719401278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title='現在'/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-1457626565781093871</id><published>2011-08-09T14:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T14:34:28.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;is it time already?&lt;br /&gt;the once peaceful and calm mind has been put into a tornado.&lt;br /&gt;Life has never been any better?worst?&lt;br /&gt;i am confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is important to me?&lt;br /&gt;nothing matters anymore.&lt;br /&gt;not any of you.&lt;br /&gt;it all started on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am the accessory.&lt;br /&gt;and one that not everyone would appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps. time alone is good for me.&lt;br /&gt;but i hate the sense of loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;i dread it despite encompassing it.&lt;br /&gt;i love time alone only when i want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-1457626565781093871?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/1457626565781093871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=1457626565781093871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/1457626565781093871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/1457626565781093871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2011/08/is-it-time-already-once-peaceful-and.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-1635643542105947629</id><published>2011-08-07T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T23:56:03.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know why I have the feeling that I will drop. &lt;br /&gt;I haven been happy.&lt;br /&gt;why the fuck is this happening?&lt;br /&gt;am I just too sensitive? &lt;br /&gt;I don't feel the joy. damn.&lt;br /&gt;contentment! the only thing I need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not needed. &lt;br /&gt;why do I want to feel that I belong somewhere?&lt;br /&gt;pathetic human thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-1635643542105947629?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/1635643542105947629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=1635643542105947629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/1635643542105947629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/1635643542105947629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-dont-know-why-i-have-feeling-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-484340285227958529</id><published>2011-06-09T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T00:03:52.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>因為旁人的眼光，就必須放棄自己的想法嗎？&lt;div&gt;這樣好嗎？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;學會忘記。。。學會放手。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不是一個人，是甚麼意思。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;是有人陪嗎？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;可是我身旁的。。。不是我要的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;友情親情愛情都不是我要的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我不會珍惜所以我不應該擁有嗎？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我一直都在這個灰色的夾層里，等待。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;可是我現在 不想再等了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我要靠自己。。。讓自己的生活精彩。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我會努力地讓我的世界 變得七彩繽紛。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;嗯。我可以。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;一個人的生活真的比較適合我。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-484340285227958529?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/484340285227958529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=484340285227958529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/484340285227958529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/484340285227958529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-5372036525784790572</id><published>2011-05-29T04:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T04:34:20.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just thinking.</title><content type='html'>its been a month since i posted.&lt;div&gt;a lot has happened within this month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, not that the old troubles are gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my life took a new turn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it just seems as thou lady luck was shinning on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and LIFE has decided to give me some incentive to live on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[30] outing with wormies. dinner with bz. supper with tjp grp. pint with sherry and CC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[01] Jack's place. bz, tere, gno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[03] Wax. BTT booking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[04] Lunch with boss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;far east Korean BBQ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the pump room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boat quay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;phoenix&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;attica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;zouk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[05] Job Offer. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[06] JB day trip. Approval &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No interview/no probation period&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-5372036525784790572?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/5372036525784790572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=5372036525784790572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/5372036525784790572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/5372036525784790572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2011/05/just-thinking.html' title='just thinking.'/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-559107285736149136</id><published>2011-04-28T01:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T01:52:52.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;i feel the shiver through my body when the thought of losing myself cross my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It's been a while since i have fallen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It wasnt because life has been kind to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Somehow i have received answers to those mind-boogling questions that keep me awake at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Body clock is still screwed, nightmares are so frequent that it no longer scares me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;But, there are times when this smile appears on my face that i cant explain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Was it because you were there? Or my mind has simply blocked out the negativity by itself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i wish for the latter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;That way, i know i am not dependable on anyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I am desperate for a need to feel independency. even for short periods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I hate to grow up, and circumstances are not helping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I need to mature. I need to abide by the many regulations(?) of adulthood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The definition of adulthood is not as simple as independency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It is the ability to fit in, to be considerate and create a harmonious environment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It requires each individual to take care of their own emotions and not just venting it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Tears&lt;/span&gt; become a sign of weakness; the lack of control. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Fear&lt;/span&gt; is hidden from prying eyes; from those who are out to bring you down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Anger&lt;/span&gt; has to be managed in ways that shows maturity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Happiness&lt;/span&gt; is kept close to the heart and not at the tip of the tongue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Done so as to learn appreciation and to not invite jealousy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Smiles&lt;/span&gt; can be genuine or just a mask that hides their true emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Adults learn the art of tactfulness; social etiquette.&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/3822915843544441424-559107285736149136?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/559107285736149136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=559107285736149136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/559107285736149136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/559107285736149136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-feel-shiver-through-my-body-when.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-3816443667082485543</id><published>2011-03-14T05:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T05:23:35.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;是因为不够不幸，所以尝不到幸福吗？&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;是我不知足。 &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i realized that escape only brings hauntings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;the reason why i am still locked up in my cell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;when the tears drop, how much sorrow can be washed away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-3816443667082485543?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/3816443667082485543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=3816443667082485543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/3816443667082485543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/3816443667082485543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-realized-that-escape-only-brings.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-4731910063856958027</id><published>2011-02-14T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T00:05:53.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been a while since i posted. &lt;div&gt;life has been mundane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its valentines. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's noone for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i may be looking for it but i know i wouldnt find it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watched the shaolin show sometime ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what i got from the show kind of depressed me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when you have happiness. you want more and want to protect it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;therefore you fight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when you have nothing, you desire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;therefore you fight and try to take from others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i dont know where i stand...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont know what i want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for the years that have passed, i have never known.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so when will i make up my mind...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-4731910063856958027?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/4731910063856958027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=4731910063856958027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/4731910063856958027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/4731910063856958027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2011/02/been-while-since-i-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-5474430808491946276</id><published>2011-01-25T03:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T03:15:01.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when I think of you, I still feel the pain.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to know how have you been.&lt;br /&gt;what have you done during the years that I wasn't there.&lt;br /&gt;I know I loved you.&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't.&lt;br /&gt;I know the past will only remain as memories.&lt;br /&gt;I know I can never have you.&lt;br /&gt;I dream just to be close to you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to have you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss loving you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-5474430808491946276?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/5474430808491946276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=5474430808491946276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/5474430808491946276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/5474430808491946276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2011/01/when-i-think-of-you-i-still-feel-pain.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-5528002040552775325</id><published>2011-01-02T01:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T01:53:11.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;my dreams are scaring me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i see you almost everyday in my dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;if dreams and reality are opposites, i hope i live in my dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;reality would be too harsh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i dont know what feelings i am experiencing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but i know &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;its not love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;if it was, i wouldnt be so confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i still feel as thou i am living in 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;perhaps i am used to living in the past..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-5528002040552775325?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/5528002040552775325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=5528002040552775325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/5528002040552775325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/5528002040552775325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-dreams-are-scaring-me.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-9025186468902484135</id><published>2011-01-01T03:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T01:49:55.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;今のあたし　何でもない。&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;誰のでもない。&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;好きになれる　の気がする。&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;２０１１はどうなるの？&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;大きの変化を感じてる。&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;だって学校から卒業し　２１になるんし。。。&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;どんどん自立しないと。&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;だけど　誰かに世話をたのみたくて。。&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;あたしって　最低の人間だね。&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;誰も本当のあたしを知らない。&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;何年経っても　同じ。。&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;だって　あたしは誰にも信じていない。&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;信じてとしても　裏切るのが怖くて　最終的に全部を話せ&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;ない。&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;あたしは　自分の事が分かってても　変わらない。&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;タバコと酒は　えいえんのトモダチかな？&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;いつも気まずいとき、悲しいときは　彼らに癒した。&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;言い訳かもしれない。&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;何でそうなるん？２０１１の３時２１分。&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;寝る？観る？&lt;/i&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/3822915843544441424-9025186468902484135?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/9025186468902484135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>unsurpassable thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the festive season still could not keep these thoughts away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i wish i knew better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thinking of the past again and finding new perspectives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;i did not treasure you. i did not deserve you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;i missed the opportunity. i was not courageous enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;i dont know how you think but i want to try. i like your style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the three that are on my mind right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;i cant believe you are still on my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;i didnt know how things would have worked out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;i guess i have to try to find out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a few more days till the end of 2010. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i hope for the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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thoughts.'/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-2949997873731735654</id><published>2010-12-09T03:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T04:10:06.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;now i know there was a reader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;someone that may not be in my life all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;but stays concerned about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;thanks for that if you ever saw this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;to the silent reader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;the silent of the night provides the mind with all the space to doodle with thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;things that never crossed my mind pops up now and then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;the usual haunting thoughts still suffocates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i feel thankful for nights where i get to really rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;not the sleeping time. but the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;inner peace&lt;/span&gt; that overflows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i need more nights like that than the lonesome ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i can feel the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;inevitable awkwardness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but why then, do you still initiate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;or is it because you feel otherwise; i was the one that initiated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;its all the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i feel obligated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and why so? i dont know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i say the things i say not because i believe in them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but because i think it works out better that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;how hypocritical can i become with the years to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;the obligations and responsibilities that i have ignored for years that have passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;TIME TO &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;GROW UP.&lt;/span&gt; is that the lesson to be learnt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;when you dont learn the right thing from an experience, you will find yourself in the same situation over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-2949997873731735654?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/2949997873731735654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=2949997873731735654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/2949997873731735654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/2949997873731735654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2010/12/now-i-know-there-was-reader.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-8906644190853305072</id><published>2010-12-01T15:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T16:34:12.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;when i am sick, when i feel weak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;the thoughts take their chance and control my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;they cause chaos or stop functioning at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;why is it that despite all, the desire to own is still there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;if i could be simpler. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;'how to'&lt;/span&gt; is the question...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i have never been a priority in anyone's life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;it is easy to sense the awkwardness, the way you ask for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i hate to know that i am lesser a friend to you than her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;its the same with the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;how important someone else is in their life is not what that is bothering me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;it is how when we are together, but someone else is longed for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i am just the substitute, the back up plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;its always the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i hate the way you spend time with me and not share the moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;ily&lt;/span&gt; june. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;ily&lt;/span&gt; jean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;no matter how unimportant i am in your life, you made me feel that i mattered whenever i am with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i feel that they cared with all their heart and soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-8906644190853305072?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/8906644190853305072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=8906644190853305072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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"&gt;太多的問題， 太少的解答。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;當我需要陪伴的時候，還有誰？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;當你們需要陪伴時，也不會是我吧。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;那麼我為甚麼要那麼的在意你們呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;你們都好像有隱形的連繫。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;我永遠也介不入。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-6700991776272802638?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/6700991776272802638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=6700991776272802638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/6700991776272802638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/6700991776272802638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post_3357.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-7001408157271543860</id><published>2010-11-29T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T20:26:57.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; 當我發覺可能是自己太多心時， 就覺得自己好像以小人之心妒君子之腹。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;可是我卻還是無法阻止這種想法。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-7001408157271543860?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/7001408157271543860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=7001408157271543860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/7001408157271543860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/7001408157271543860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post_29.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-8796123211208665035</id><published>2010-11-27T03:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T03:13:28.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;understanding is no longer as simple as listening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;it is being able to hear the unspoken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;why do i have to report? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i say the things that i like and thats the end of the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-8796123211208665035?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/8796123211208665035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=8796123211208665035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/8796123211208665035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/8796123211208665035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2010/11/understanding-is-no-longer-as-simple-as.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-1642036220084365742</id><published>2010-11-26T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T22:39:14.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; "&gt;thoughts 261110 2103&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;why should I subject myself to judgement? I am too concerned with other's perspective of me. when will I truly be able to be myself and hold my head high? the day when I choose to grow up and support myself. for now, I am still an ignorant child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the friends that I have, how true are they? why do I always doubt them? the trust that I place in them, is that just a desperate act of trying to keep them by my side? if betrayal is rampant, why should I give them the benefit of doubt? why should I believe? why should I share?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;probably because I feel lonely. I just need someone to talk to. someone that listens. when I talk to someone about another, I feel a sense of release from the guilt. the guilt for judging them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-1642036220084365742?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/1642036220084365742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=1642036220084365742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/1642036220084365742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/1642036220084365742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2010/11/thoughts-261110-2103-why-should-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-4616562793952967345</id><published>2010-11-26T17:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T17:47:21.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts 221110 22:22</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(42, 42, 42); font-family:Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;it's when the night falls that thoughts would run wild. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;when I am alone that the world seem so &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;cold and indifferent&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;all the talk about the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;butterfly effect&lt;/span&gt; cease to make any sense. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;if only if I could feel the impact instantly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because of the loneliness I feel, I approach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because of the lack of care and concern, I seek. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the world was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;never fair&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the world has been failed so many times by humans. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it never felt so right to leave; to be alone in the night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there is no breeze to comfort my bleeding heart and soul. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;all I can do is to keep peace and wish for things to work out&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;fag on the lonesome street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-4616562793952967345?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/4616562793952967345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=4616562793952967345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/4616562793952967345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/4616562793952967345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2010/11/thoughts-221110-2222.html' title='thoughts 221110 22:22'/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-9041000740493702611</id><published>2010-11-26T02:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T03:07:11.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;又到了這個時候。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;潛意識似乎已經習慣了 把我在這個時間從睡夢中擾醒。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;腦袋還處於半睡眠狀態。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;那短暫的兩個小時 帶來了不完整的夢。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;現實和夢境混在一起時，是多了恐懼還是多了美好？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;我看多的是&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;困惑&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;是時候讓累壞的腦袋 休息。&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/3822915843544441424-9041000740493702611?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/9041000740493702611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=9041000740493702611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/9041000740493702611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/9041000740493702611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-2498869405851795386</id><published>2010-11-25T02:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T23:59:22.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>251110 0207</title><content type='html'>&lt;p   style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 10pt; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:Lucida grande,serif;font-size:7pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thoughts 191110 0315&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;c&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="color:#333333;"&gt;an't we pretend that airplanes in the night are like shooting stars? I really need a wish right now, wish right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;the only wish&lt;/span&gt; I have now is...&lt;br /&gt;to sleep my days away with no worries and be accompanied by friend's that understands me. I have taken too ling to realise that you and you and you and ... are not the one. I really appreciate those that loved and missed me when I wasn't there. I would return every bit of that care and concern in any way I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rather be talking about strangers and acquaintances that I don't know than to feel the need to entertain. maybe I am wrong, maybe that's not the way of living but it seems to suit me fine now. how desperate am I to find new friends and new adventures?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; I need something new and you and you and you are not part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;I seem to make things sound worst than they are.&lt;/span&gt; I make a big fuss. it shows the importance I place on it, doesn't it? I wish I know what you were thinking when you said those things. I am afraid. I fear to lose and to be taken advantage of. i may have lost my trust in human. I thought you and you and you and ... were the people that shared an understanding. I must have mistaken. life may not be as simple as choices, it's all about the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to keep my mind occupied. I need an outlet and I think writing it down has never been a better idea. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;I miss the times &lt;/span&gt;when I was truly carefree. I used each day to it's fullest and enjoyed every moment. I hope these days return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I trouble myself too much and stick my nose into people's life too much. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt;I should withdraw.&lt;/span&gt; maybe I should say nothing, perhaps that's the way I should do. okay. decided. I will not involve myself in any of thi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&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/3822915843544441424-2498869405851795386?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/2498869405851795386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=2498869405851795386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/2498869405851795386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/2498869405851795386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2010/11/251110-0207.html' title='251110 0207'/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-3373339473646343309</id><published>2010-11-19T14:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T14:41:18.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>smilemaker. if only smilemaker is with me. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;it makes me so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-3373339473646343309?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/3373339473646343309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=3373339473646343309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/3373339473646343309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/3373339473646343309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2010/11/smilemaker.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-6429336815457690947</id><published>2010-11-19T03:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T23:55:46.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughtsthathurt.inthesilentnight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p   style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 10pt; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:Lucida grande,serif;font-size:7pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thoughts 191110 0315&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;I can no longer love. and I have never loved before. perhaps, one-sided love is my destiny. pessimistic thoughts do not help in relieving any of the confusion and pain I feel. I once believed that I could be happy too. now, it seems that there is no purpose in my life. I am living each day like the living dead. I hate to admit but even I cannot love myself. who will be my knight in shining armour? I just need someone that cares. someone that love me for the wilful me. there doesn't seem to be one that exist. life is unfair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt;I knew that from the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;I was so much happier when I was younger. when friends are all that mattered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt; all those that know me too well. those of you that truly cared. i am the devil's child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe you were right that I don't appreciate. but I really do not deserve it. when I let myself go, I feel a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;false sense of release.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt; I feel all the pressure lifted from my mind. I live in self pity and never saw the need to change. deep down, I wish I could change for you. the you that will never appear. I have got no shame and there is no one to blame. I am neither here nor there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;i wish I can be taken away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe I am the pain that I desperately want to take from my lived ones. perhaps my disappearance will make it a better world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;it is in the silent nights alone that I feel so empty. that I want to look for something to hold on to. there is nothing out there. do I really feel that I don't deserve it or it is just a facade for the prideful me. the me that sees no equal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;there is nothing anyone can do to open my mind. I have shut it all up. I can't trust. I am so afraid that I will fall and get hurt. i am afraid of losing you that I treat you for granted and prepare myself for the impact. I have lost myself in the self pitying thoughts. I need to find peace to feel alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;all in all, I still need to find the meaning of living. the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;value of a life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt; I want to be saved. but the desperation is driving me back into the abyss of loneliness. the wall that I have built have became so high that I can no longer see the world clearly. the peephole in the wall no longer tells me the truth. I live in my own lies and I have done an excellent job in convincing myself that it will be alright. when I am in the crowd, my loneliness engulfs me. I feel that I am second priority. I seek so hard for recognition that it freaks my inner self out. I try to make people feel at ease for the fear of being out casted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;how can I skip these dark days that have me so much pain. I may have brought them upon myself. there is a hope that one day, I will truly understand and become the independent super human. if it means for me to become immune, to be heartless, i will give all it takes to feel better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;if only I lived in my own world. sometimes, I wish I was the outcast, the weird one in the crowd. but yet, I desire to be transparent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;one day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt; I will break the wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;. to face the harsh reality that awaits me. the fact that perhaps my life means nothing and everything that happened to me was to compliment other's life. it was my choice and the result is being forsaken by the greater one. that even taking the effort to melt out my punishment is a waste of effort. in trying to be significant, how hard have I tried? how much of me have I lost? how have I created this mess in my mind to fit in? when I criticise others, it is just to make myself feel like the better one. is that it to me? when I put people sown, do I feel the joy from their misery?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;I am self-centred. that is one of the reasons, ain't it? I wish someone would disagree,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;I wish that optimism will find it's way to the darkest part of my mind and heart and released the caged me. the fragile and scared soul that only wanted love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/3822915843544441424-6429336815457690947?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/6429336815457690947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=6429336815457690947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/6429336815457690947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/6429336815457690947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2010/11/thoughtsthathurtinthesilentnight_19.html' title='thoughtsthathurt.inthesilentnight.'/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-8222130601445968053</id><published>2010-10-10T14:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T14:10:04.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;it all boils down to how much you care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ithinkihurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sunday Night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;HOSSAN LEONG&lt;/span&gt; show was fabulous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;and linguistically challenging. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i love how he can portray all the different characters and switch in a snap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Had a ladies night out @&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;SUPPER&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;the night started out slow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;but, i got &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;high&lt;/span&gt; regardless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;the feeling of living in the moment and not having to think of consequences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;iloveit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i think my violent tendencies are getting stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;BITES. STRANGLE. PULL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;thats enough for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;one dayy, i might just break and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;fillintheblanks.&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/3822915843544441424-8222130601445968053?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/8222130601445968053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=8222130601445968053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/8222130601445968053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/8222130601445968053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2010/10/it-all-boils-down-to-how-much-you-care.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-2706007660224425487</id><published>2010-10-08T14:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T14:53:55.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i just realized that it has been &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;362days&lt;/span&gt; ago since i last post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;many things have changed and so have i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;the facade is still up and there is no way it will fall to the ground any time soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;As the years go by, the burden of my lies seems to ease away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;it was not time that made it go away, it was indifference that helped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The pain from the wound has been transformed into a scar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The past haunts. The present hurts. The future daunts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;ESCAPE&lt;/span&gt; has always been my forte. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-2706007660224425487?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><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-3822915843544441424.post-9021058100542849847</id><published>2010-10-08T14:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T14:26:51.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;when i lose myself i think of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;when i think of you i lose myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;happiness seem to come easy for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i am jealous. green with envy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;you possess what i want to share with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i hate me for having these thoughts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;but i couldnt help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-9047943411304567443</id><published>2009-10-10T10:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T10:37:01.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back to boring singapore life.&lt;br /&gt;miss the times in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;the sights, the people.&lt;br /&gt;just about everything.&lt;br /&gt;bought a lot for myself.LOLL. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-9047943411304567443?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/9047943411304567443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=9047943411304567443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/9047943411304567443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/9047943411304567443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-to-boring-singapore-life.html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>thinking.&lt;br /&gt;understanding.&lt;br /&gt;giving up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-5815652426956376693?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/5815652426956376693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=5815652426956376693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/5815652426956376693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/5815652426956376693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2009/06/thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-7122605519299179936</id><published>2009-05-30T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T23:50:27.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;things happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and cannot be stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to work this morning.&lt;br /&gt;catch up with cash.same old girl she is.loll.&lt;br /&gt;damn exhausted thanks to week's events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt even know that there was MKT test till sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;sunday CYA&lt;/span&gt; was good.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;popeyes is loves&lt;/span&gt;.i had fun doing duties.managed to speak jap to some passenger.loves.took break with almost the entire duty group.had soba.&lt;br /&gt;then after duties, popeyes.AGN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;mon blues.&lt;/span&gt;mkt test.crapped.but turned out a-okay.went for 'snack'(fried rice) w zt and al.then went to eat with bibi and wt.slacked, talked, did work.fucking thought i did the work.&lt;br /&gt;apparently not.thus, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;NO SLP&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;tues was BORRING&lt;/span&gt;.thought i had to be in school early.CABBED.there was BESE presentation.i expected my grp members to be ok.i overestimated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;wed sucked.&lt;/span&gt;had BOE.for half an hour then consultation at 5:20.fucked up timing.luckily clique was there.waited till my consultation was over.went &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;L4D&lt;/span&gt; at parklane.&lt;br /&gt;FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;thur(&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SSM&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; things went better than i imagined.SI still not satisfied.but stn 2 had good feedback.&lt;br /&gt;basically, i m stuck with the same partner for 3 wks at top tables.&lt;br /&gt;next up: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BAR&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;if only if we served alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Fri was a good day.&lt;/span&gt;no sch.but still cabbed to school."helped" with CYA recruitment.went to sugarloaf for lunch.food was rather disappointing.saw chef trevor.the dessert was good.(with compliments from rach)went shopping with bibi.for ESSENTIAL stuff.went to home.rested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Oschool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joy.hott tchr.EVE.learned about bounces and a short practice routine.&lt;br /&gt;think i cant coordinate and have no memory.&lt;br /&gt;home sweet home - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;bathed and changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nth bad.&lt;br /&gt;Desperate to drink now NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;VERY POP &lt;/span&gt;was SO-SO&lt;br /&gt;had fun catching up w ugly doll.&lt;br /&gt;dance floor sucked.&lt;br /&gt;music sucked.&lt;br /&gt;drinks &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ROCKED&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;oh god.the taste of heat down my throat.&lt;br /&gt;fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;i need my drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hopefully can go with clique on wed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-7122605519299179936?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/7122605519299179936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=7122605519299179936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/7122605519299179936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/7122605519299179936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2009/05/things-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-3010354506719954105</id><published>2009-05-10T17:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T17:42:57.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i fucking have enough of myself.&lt;br /&gt;i have no fucking idea what i am doing with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Freaky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i know.but i cannot act.&lt;br /&gt;i understand.but i cannot think.&lt;br /&gt;i hear.but i do not listen.&lt;br /&gt;i see.but i cannot interpret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-3010354506719954105?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/3010354506719954105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=3010354506719954105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/3010354506719954105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/3010354506719954105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-fucking-have-enough-of-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-6750351212467826263</id><published>2009-05-06T19:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T19:28:20.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~</title><content type='html'>the thoughts that fills my mind....&lt;br /&gt;meaninglessly happy.&lt;br /&gt;lonely.&lt;br /&gt;bored.&lt;br /&gt;thrilled.&lt;br /&gt;motivated.&lt;br /&gt;miss.&lt;br /&gt;not in sch mood.&lt;br /&gt;need to work.&lt;br /&gt;cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to clinic ytd.got stuck there for up to 4 hrs thanks to swine. was thinking of saying that i had flu but sore throat seemed to be a better idea. didnt want to wear mask and be stuck with the flu and fever crowd. BUTT the person happily told me that sore throat is a symptom of H1N1. sigh. it was the same doc as previous time, meaning i got 2 day MC~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with JEANIE~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-6750351212467826263?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/6750351212467826263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=6750351212467826263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/6750351212467826263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/6750351212467826263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='~'/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-398816723034295292</id><published>2009-05-03T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T22:43:28.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not in love.&lt;br /&gt;not into depression&lt;br /&gt;it is in the good way.&lt;br /&gt;thinkin of you.&lt;br /&gt;or all of you in some sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need questions to be answered.&lt;br /&gt;am i too sensitive?&lt;br /&gt;am i over estimating?&lt;br /&gt;am i too lazy?(hm.this seems to be answered silently by the state of my room.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonders if it will stay this way.&lt;br /&gt;where i can find joy in daily occurrences.&lt;br /&gt;there will be more work to do soon.&lt;br /&gt;may not be going the way i wish,&lt;br /&gt;but i would love to try my best once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall blog in japanese sometime later.&lt;br /&gt;lessons coming up tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-398816723034295292?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/398816723034295292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=398816723034295292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/398816723034295292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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mind.&lt;br /&gt;does not work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not care about the rest.&lt;br /&gt;i just want to know you.&lt;br /&gt;not an obligation, but i need to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i changing AGAIN?&lt;br /&gt;or is it the world.&lt;br /&gt;what will i end up being?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the being that has always lived within.&lt;br /&gt;the devil's persuasion.&lt;br /&gt;how much have i given in?&lt;br /&gt;how long, before my values will kick in?&lt;br /&gt;i need to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ability&lt;/span&gt; to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i want to build castles in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so that i can build them on land someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-1047391378635103845?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/1047391378635103845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=1047391378635103845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/1047391378635103845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/1047391378635103845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2009/04/do-not-get-it.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-2367281704267526249</id><published>2009-04-25T02:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T02:58:14.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A new obsession has been found.&lt;br /&gt;more of a past time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;L4D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zombie &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;smoker&lt;/span&gt; tongue. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;hunter&lt;/span&gt; speed. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;bomber&lt;/span&gt; fats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;tank &lt;/span&gt;muscle. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Witch&lt;/span&gt; moan.&lt;br /&gt;also thanks to it, my beloved desktop has been &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;INFECTED&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;just like me.&lt;br /&gt;flu and sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;not getting any better any time soon, i suspect.&lt;br /&gt;need more sleep to heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; more rest to recover.&lt;br /&gt;for physical health and emotional happiness.&lt;br /&gt;LOLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thou the virtual world has been fascinating,&lt;br /&gt;i have to return to reality in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-2367281704267526249?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/2367281704267526249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=2367281704267526249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/2367281704267526249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/2367281704267526249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-obsession-has-been-found.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-5760264156752282432</id><published>2009-04-21T18:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T19:00:53.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOWWOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the admiration.&lt;br /&gt;cant believe such a person exist.&lt;br /&gt;the leadership and result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only if i can put my dreams to action too.&lt;br /&gt;the words will lose its worth if actions are not taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question:: To be or not to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-5760264156752282432?l=purifiedthots.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-3822915843544441424.post-8536031507203516705</id><published>2009-04-15T05:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T06:20:21.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNShfl1Ekfo/SeUL9rKp3oI/AAAAAAAAABU/GNyZ7pWHQC4/s1600-h/SOS+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 359px; height: 359px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNShfl1Ekfo/SeUL9rKp3oI/AAAAAAAAABU/GNyZ7pWHQC4/s320/SOS+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324675288622816898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;/Monsters are real/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;/and Ghosts are real too/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;/they live Inside us/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;/and sometimes, They win./&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Stephen king &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to know &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; the number of times the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;inner&lt;/span&gt; devil has won,&lt;br /&gt;but the number of times I have let &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt; down by giving in.&lt;br /&gt;nearing two decades of my&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; life&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;what have i &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;done&lt;/span&gt; that i can be proud of.&lt;br /&gt;what is the most&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; important&lt;/span&gt; thing in these 20 yrs.&lt;br /&gt;when were the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;glorious&lt;/span&gt; days of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;この世にたくさんの謎がある。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;我々はその謎を解けに生きている。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;でも　死ぬまで　解けられない謎は　きっとあるよ。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;それじゃ。。。命の最後まで　頑張れ！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;二週間の闇を超えて、新しい自分を見つけて　生きていくわ～&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-8536031507203516705?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=801594092007531917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/801594092007531917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/801594092007531917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2009/04/sick.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-5315639171637801263</id><published>2009-04-09T07:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T08:22:09.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNShfl1Ekfo/Sd0_e8KrTuI/AAAAAAAAABM/rxxUqqNM4L0/s1600-h/yamapbdae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNShfl1Ekfo/Sd0_e8KrTuI/AAAAAAAAABM/rxxUqqNM4L0/s320/yamapbdae.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322480135401328354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;おめでとう～ピーちゃん！&lt;br /&gt;２４歳の誕生日。去年、カンゴクへ祝いいったんだよね。&lt;br /&gt;今年はシンガポールへ来ないか？ハハハ。。。&lt;br /&gt;to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-5315639171637801263?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/5315639171637801263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=5315639171637801263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/5315639171637801263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/5315639171637801263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2009/04/to-remember.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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/_jNShfl1Ekfo/Sd0_e8KrTuI/AAAAAAAAABM/rxxUqqNM4L0/s72-c/yamapbdae.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3822915843544441424.post-2046268348284971959</id><published>2009-04-06T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T21:58:41.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nice day out with P.&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;silence&lt;/span&gt; that surrounds me lately.&lt;br /&gt;it is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;calming&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i do not understand.&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;joy&lt;/span&gt; that i used to feel is never the same anymore.&lt;br /&gt;the inflicted wound will &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;heal&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;but the&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; scar&lt;/span&gt; will remind me.&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;haunting&lt;/span&gt; will not stop.&lt;br /&gt;till the time i learn to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;ignore&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m starting to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;doubt&lt;/span&gt; all that i believe.&lt;br /&gt;who are the ones that are worthy.&lt;br /&gt;where do i belong.&lt;br /&gt;what are the things that i want to remember.&lt;br /&gt;when will i awake from this nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is this i feel?&lt;br /&gt;tell me if YOU know.&lt;br /&gt;i will isolate.i will try.&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/3822915843544441424-2046268348284971959?l=purifiedthots.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-3822915843544441424.post-8210167324285916493</id><published>2009-04-06T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T00:44:55.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it might not be such a bad idea that i have lost the means of communication.&lt;br /&gt;the peace of mind i get seems to be doing my emotions some good.&lt;br /&gt;i feel as thou i have went back to those days where i was never happy.&lt;br /&gt;the rest that i was able to take gave me some breathing space.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of release crept into me silently as i sleep the days away.&lt;br /&gt;i like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have no idea what it is doing to me.&lt;br /&gt;how it tortures me to see and hear.&lt;br /&gt;the exclusivity is no longer there.&lt;br /&gt;i hate to think of it that way.&lt;br /&gt;i m selfish.&lt;br /&gt;but now  i know that it is not important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how much emphasis i put on it,&lt;br /&gt;it will not go the way i want it to.&lt;br /&gt;so why should i  treasure?&lt;br /&gt;why should i WASTE my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at things thru your eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-8210167324285916493?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/8210167324285916493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=8210167324285916493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/8210167324285916493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/8210167324285916493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-might-not-be-such-bad-idea-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-1520259920021642866</id><published>2009-04-04T19:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T20:34:17.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNShfl1Ekfo/SddSzJVdoXI/AAAAAAAAABE/gaMaluM3HIE/s1600-h/sense.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNShfl1Ekfo/SddSzJVdoXI/AAAAAAAAABE/gaMaluM3HIE/s320/sense.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320812523394277746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Smile&lt;br /&gt;Though your &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt; is aching&lt;br /&gt;Smile&lt;br /&gt;Even though it's breaking&lt;br /&gt;When there are "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;star&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;In the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;sky&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;You'll get by&lt;br /&gt;If you smile&lt;br /&gt;Through your fear and sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Smile&lt;br /&gt;And maybe tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;You'll see the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;shining&lt;/span&gt; through&lt;br /&gt;For you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Light&lt;/span&gt; up your face with gladness&lt;br /&gt;Hide every trace of &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;sadness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;tear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be ever so near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;That's the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must keep on trying&lt;br /&gt;Smile&lt;br /&gt;What's the use of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;crying&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;You'll find that life&lt;br /&gt;Is still &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;worth-while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you just smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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/_jNShfl1Ekfo/SddSzJVdoXI/AAAAAAAAABE/gaMaluM3HIE/s72-c/sense.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3822915843544441424.post-871830052236424038</id><published>2009-04-04T04:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T05:04:05.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Confusion veils my sight.&lt;br /&gt;It causes the inability to see the truth right before my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Is what i see true?or are they just illusions?&lt;br /&gt;the  contradictions of my own thots will drive me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;the reasons that i want to forget seems to increase as time passes.&lt;br /&gt;The more i remember, the more i want to forget.&lt;br /&gt;You will never understand.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing is not always a wise decision.&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance can lead to happiness and joy.&lt;br /&gt;I should learn not to question.&lt;br /&gt;I wish i was brain dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish for you to reclaim me.&lt;br /&gt;To forgive me for the sins and wrongs i am guilty of.&lt;br /&gt;I wish  for the purification of ME.&lt;br /&gt;To start afresh and never look back.&lt;br /&gt;I wish i can be you.&lt;br /&gt;To deceive  myself better without contradictions.&lt;br /&gt;I wish i knew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-871830052236424038?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/871830052236424038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=871830052236424038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/871830052236424038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/871830052236424038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2009/04/confusion-veils-my-sight.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-6185540473183086808</id><published>2009-04-03T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T01:53:00.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;今は楽しくないの～分からないけど。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;私は絡みつらいんだ。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;つまらないなぁ～&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;自分で自分の考えがある。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;私は一人でもいいんだ！大丈夫だ～！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;一人の生活がスキ～&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;二人ともいいカップルになると思う。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;友だちが居なくてもいい。。。かも。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;たいへんな事になってる。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;４－Dの恋人が欲しい。。。だいすき！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;私の日本語はどんどんうまくなってるのね～&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;いや～自慢しまった～&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;いやだ～私の気持ち分かるのか？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;わたしは第三者だと思う～&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;おかしいの？私の考えて。。。&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/3822915843544441424-6185540473183086808?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/6185540473183086808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=6185540473183086808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/6185540473183086808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/6185540473183086808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2009/04/d.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-6876394540551740191</id><published>2009-03-15T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T20:07:55.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>without.&lt;br /&gt;the choices.&lt;br /&gt;the thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;the needs.&lt;br /&gt;the wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love without pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the path to walk.&lt;br /&gt;the need for drama.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-6876394540551740191?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/6876394540551740191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=6876394540551740191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/6876394540551740191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/6876394540551740191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2009/03/without.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-758997447654565312</id><published>2009-03-15T19:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T19:38:04.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;here i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jNShfl1Ekfo/SbzoGeMxvdI/AAAAAAAAAA8/nSFQbQorKE8/s1600-h/014428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 190px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jNShfl1Ekfo/SbzoGeMxvdI/AAAAAAAAAA8/nSFQbQorKE8/s320/014428.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313376858273856978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;burning the candles at both ends.&lt;br /&gt;wish it will &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;burn out&lt;/span&gt; faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why the sudden &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;concern&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;it is not my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;wish&lt;/span&gt; to remain.&lt;br /&gt;it is not my wish to be born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;master of my own fate&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But how  can i when i am &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;restrained&lt;/span&gt; by blood ties.&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;inability&lt;/span&gt; to be independent.&lt;br /&gt;the character &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;weakness&lt;/span&gt; that i posses has been allowed to rule my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i do not care, i would not be here.&lt;br /&gt;If i am heartless, i could have left.&lt;br /&gt;If i am determined, i can accomplish the impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;If i am not me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i know it is not your choice either that i am me.&lt;br /&gt;But i do not wish to leave with regret.&lt;br /&gt;But i am  selfish and afraid of the unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;But i want to be me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only if life was &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;S-I-M-P-L-E&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;simplicity.simplicity.simplicity.simplicity.simplicity.simplicity.simplicity.simplicity.simplicity.&lt;br /&gt;simplicity.simplicity.simplicity.simplicity.simplicity.simplicity.simplicity.simplicity.simplicity.&lt;br /&gt;simplicity.simplicity.simplicity.simplicity.simplicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think too much.&lt;br /&gt;I contradict myself so much i confuse myself.&lt;br /&gt;I no longer know what i want.&lt;br /&gt;I wish i can format my hard drive.&lt;br /&gt;I want to work.&lt;br /&gt;I want to dream.&lt;br /&gt;I want reality to be manipulated by ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I want to experience the feeling of being at the brink of death.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;If only you knew what i am thinking of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-758997447654565312?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/758997447654565312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=758997447654565312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/758997447654565312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/758997447654565312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2009/03/here-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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/_jNShfl1Ekfo/SbzoGeMxvdI/AAAAAAAAAA8/nSFQbQorKE8/s72-c/014428.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3822915843544441424.post-9006345025042795633</id><published>2009-03-01T04:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T04:32:23.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;The letdown.&lt;br /&gt;The anger.&lt;br /&gt;The frustration.&lt;br /&gt;The agony.&lt;br /&gt;Emotions felt and gone.&lt;br /&gt;To think that love is never enough to heal these wounds.&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/3822915843544441424-9006345025042795633?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/9006345025042795633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=9006345025042795633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/9006345025042795633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/9006345025042795633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2009/03/disappointment.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-603839408558640804</id><published>2009-02-25T03:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T03:51:28.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>long long long time since i saw &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;nadiah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;now she has gotten long long long hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had IKEA&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Meatballs&lt;/span&gt;.cream of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ASPARAGUS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2 cups of &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw a fren up load low quality photos.and cldnt take it.&lt;br /&gt;so decided to upload photos.&lt;br /&gt;was uploadin" old photos and i got really really lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;.i lyk baileys.&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha.fun has been lessen.&lt;br /&gt;hm.borrin" life hits poor sg girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to go out.&lt;br /&gt;was nearly killed by the idea that i had to stay home tdae.(240209)&lt;br /&gt;but  was saved by nadiah.i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; you.hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-603839408558640804?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-3822915843544441424.post-9177084990814988257</id><published>2009-02-23T14:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T14:16:35.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E-x-a-m-s ARE &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;OVERRR&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;all the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;joy&lt;/span&gt; in the world.hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;think damn screwed this time.&lt;br /&gt;but i enjoyed myself. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;mj&lt;/span&gt; session ytd.&lt;br /&gt;all mj addicts.&lt;br /&gt;some1 actually wrote 1 full page in my book for the deal.&lt;br /&gt;the deal::play mj&lt;br /&gt;was predictin" this  will happen when the 4 come tgt.loll.&lt;br /&gt;was losin" my pants till the last round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;qing yi se~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;joy&lt;/span&gt; to the world agn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to study but thanks to WT, cannot concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;not that she was distractin", but &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;JOIN4&lt;/span&gt; is.&lt;br /&gt;woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was in sch at 8.&lt;br /&gt;studied w bizhi's k.&lt;br /&gt;then ended up chattin".&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for exam.&lt;br /&gt;look at paper and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;laugh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;damn &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;sleepy&lt;/span&gt; can.wtf.&lt;br /&gt;slept a bit bit.complete w doodles as evidence on answer sheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i m home.bored and awake.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to 6 cups of &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;earl gray&lt;/span&gt; and 1 cup of&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; kopi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-9177084990814988257?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/9177084990814988257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=9177084990814988257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/9177084990814988257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/9177084990814988257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2009/02/e-x-m-s-are-overrr-all-joy-in-world.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-7970102461935542349</id><published>2009-02-13T13:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T13:55:00.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes i wonder if it is worth it to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; you.all of you.&lt;br /&gt;the emotions that engulf me when i m arnd you.&lt;br /&gt;i feel ur &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;pain&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;saddness&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt;. and &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;anger&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i m easily affected by u all because of the importance tt u all hold in my life.&lt;br /&gt;i enjoy the times i spend w u all. all the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;precious moments&lt;/span&gt; that will be imprinted in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin" of the past, livin" in the present, and tryin" to predict the future.&lt;br /&gt;i will nv be satisfied with what i alread have.i m just human. i m overwhelmed w greed and desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everythin" has come to an end, our story will live on.&lt;br /&gt;I will &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;stop&lt;/span&gt;. I will recall. I will remember the times when u are here for me.&lt;br /&gt;i was &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-7970102461935542349?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/7970102461935542349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=7970102461935542349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/7970102461935542349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/7970102461935542349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2009/02/sometimes-i-wonder-if-it-is-worth-it-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-3583983214292048959</id><published>2009-02-12T03:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T03:43:49.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;the little happenin" in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;din noe i will miss &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;SM &lt;3&lt;/span&gt; so much.&lt;br /&gt;baq in borin" sg.day2.&lt;br /&gt;cant believe i met up w all my&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; loves&lt;/span&gt; alread.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy hangin" out w u all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad thin" was tt gab wasnt free.neither was zay.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt; suck when frens are nt arnd.&lt;br /&gt;went out w bi and co.loll.&lt;br /&gt;ate my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;favs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;MARUTAMA ramen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chef was walkin" arnd.hahah.&lt;br /&gt;nice &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;eyecandy. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then was walkin".&lt;br /&gt;went meet another fren.&lt;br /&gt;"hang out" till 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.think tmr no sch.&lt;br /&gt;wahahah.&lt;br /&gt;dun wanna cfm it thou.&lt;br /&gt;meetin" JUNE.&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/3822915843544441424-3583983214292048959?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/3583983214292048959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=3583983214292048959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/3583983214292048959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/3583983214292048959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2009/02/little-happenin-in-life.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-2339549499090893570</id><published>2009-02-10T12:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T12:34:57.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the joy.&lt;br /&gt;MIA for quite awhile.&lt;br /&gt;all the loves for DBSK n SUJU n SHINEE.&lt;br /&gt;ahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;SHOPPIN" gooddd.&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/3822915843544441424-2339549499090893570?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/2339549499090893570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=2339549499090893570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/2339549499090893570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/2339549499090893570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2009/02/joy.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-8725207397630779340</id><published>2009-02-02T01:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T01:25:56.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPIE EARLY B'DAE to MENGYA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sorry tt she had t push forward the celebration.&lt;br /&gt;had fun.loll.&lt;br /&gt;got wasted. (TT&lt;br /&gt;think meng also.hahah&lt;br /&gt;i apologize t the 2 angels tt waited for me.loll.&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/3822915843544441424-8725207397630779340?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/8725207397630779340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=8725207397630779340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/8725207397630779340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/8725207397630779340'/><link rel='alternate' 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-3822915843544441424.post-8908742801248790745</id><published>2009-01-28T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T01:58:39.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ISOLATION&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-8908742801248790745?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/8908742801248790745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=8908742801248790745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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think about.&lt;br /&gt;Havin" to think seems to be a chore.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wish that my intelligence is single-digit.&lt;br /&gt;I wld be happier.&lt;br /&gt;Sure of it.&lt;br /&gt;Learnin" to adapt to this world for 18years.&lt;br /&gt;Life gets more and more borin".&lt;br /&gt;The more i got to know abt this world, the more i wish i hadnt learnt.&lt;br /&gt;The things that i wish i can learn abt.&lt;br /&gt;I regret knowin" right after i did.&lt;br /&gt;Complications arent helpin" either.&lt;br /&gt;Life is not jus abt survival.&lt;br /&gt;Its abt livin" it.&lt;br /&gt;To live, and to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RESET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories.&lt;br /&gt;why is thr a need to remember.&lt;br /&gt;if only if everyday is a new day.&lt;br /&gt;Tried livin" my life differently everydae.&lt;br /&gt;it worked and brought me joy for a short while.&lt;br /&gt;but things that i can do r limited.&lt;br /&gt;i m not competent.i m a coward.&lt;br /&gt;i realize that nothin" will make me happie&lt;br /&gt;than bein' able to understand every language in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream.My wish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-8855764128846313954?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/8855764128846313954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=8855764128846313954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/8855764128846313954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/8855764128846313954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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51, 204);"&gt;larufin"&lt;/span&gt; lyk crazy.&lt;br /&gt;and me n jas ended up playin" &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;scissors paper stone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;.we were tt &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;bored&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;then by the 5th time we approach him...&lt;br /&gt;i think he got our &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;point&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;wahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met JUNE.aft zillions of yrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; u always.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;miss &lt;/span&gt;u too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea why i m so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;gd&lt;/span&gt; signs.&lt;br /&gt;i m &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;lovin"&lt;/span&gt; each day.&lt;br /&gt;show me LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i know i wanna live it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-4452528507864676771?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/4452528507864676771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=4452528507864676771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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day.&lt;br /&gt;i mature.&lt;br /&gt;day by day.&lt;br /&gt;i realize.&lt;br /&gt;the ignorance i possess is devourin" me.&lt;br /&gt;i shld try.&lt;br /&gt;give it my very least.&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/3822915843544441424-1616850420812288655?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/1616850420812288655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=1616850420812288655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/1616850420812288655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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celebration for bi's bdae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;arrival.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Popeyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;happie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;sicker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;happie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on this day.&lt;br /&gt;i  found happiness thru u.&lt;br /&gt;18.01.79&lt;br /&gt;wishin" u happie birthdae seems impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you.&lt;br /&gt;noone can replace u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;noone knows how much u meant to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i would love u forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;u fulfilled your dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its time i  pursue mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i need u. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-8490050024767274350?l=purifiedthots.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-3822915843544441424.post-3574386438252722455</id><published>2009-01-17T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T20:54:12.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAPPIE BIRTHDAY to all JAN babies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worked.n dozed.&lt;br /&gt;still seem to be hostin" virus.&lt;br /&gt;life is as good as it can get for me nw.&lt;br /&gt;troubles appear.but i will get over them.&lt;br /&gt;i believe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-3574386438252722455?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/3574386438252722455/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-3822915843544441424.post-1275662622135746740</id><published>2009-01-16T01:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T02:26:52.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rushin" project.&lt;br /&gt;God.n to think i was so free.&lt;br /&gt;hm. CS2 was a breeze~&lt;br /&gt;now waitin" to do OB.(TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch RedCliffII.&lt;br /&gt;think i lyk the 1st one better.&lt;br /&gt;but olord. takeshi's teary eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ドキュウン～&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="width: 388px; height: 388px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y269/sjlifed/TAKESHI.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;had t be saved frm salivatin" in the theater.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;had &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;muifan &lt;/span&gt;aft dunno how long.&lt;br /&gt;talk n talk agn.&lt;br /&gt;Love my dear frens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-1275662622135746740?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/1275662622135746740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=1275662622135746740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/1275662622135746740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/1275662622135746740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2009/01/rushin-project.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-3017180487206218353</id><published>2009-01-15T03:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T12:40:33.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>home at last.&lt;br /&gt;fun was short.thou fun.&lt;br /&gt;met new ppl.&lt;br /&gt;had to be a baby sitter.&lt;br /&gt;sighsigh.&lt;br /&gt;did a gd amt of walkin".&lt;br /&gt;as if on tour nyaa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deadlines are comin" as the hours pass.&lt;br /&gt;think i can finish my work?loll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-3017180487206218353?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/3017180487206218353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=3017180487206218353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/3017180487206218353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/3017180487206218353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2009/01/home-at-last.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-141015637771064674</id><published>2009-01-14T02:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T03:10:02.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;sun&lt;/span&gt; was at くしんぼ.&lt;br /&gt;i swear tt the sashimi is good.hahaah&lt;br /&gt;cousin was here for a while while.&lt;br /&gt;was slpin" lyk dead log due to long day of work on sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;mon&lt;/span&gt; was at ma maisons&lt;br /&gt;it was blissful.think the timin" of jap class is good.&lt;br /&gt;dinner cld be savored slowly unlike previous years.&lt;br /&gt;managed to do some catchin" up with pb. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;tue&lt;/span&gt; was at Fig &amp;amp; Olive n' Mcd&lt;br /&gt;woke up kinda late.&lt;br /&gt;went t find zhi.met starfish aft so long.&lt;br /&gt;saw zhi's preetty fren.&lt;br /&gt;slacked n' enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;wanted O.B.P., so went to F&amp;amp;O.&lt;br /&gt;so disappointed w the service.&lt;br /&gt;made mistakeS in my order.&lt;br /&gt;wrong order.forgot order.&lt;br /&gt;n' much much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;=SCHHOOL=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met zhi n' tik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;IP MAN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;was irritated by the 3 faggs tt thot tt they are commentaries of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;they croaked thru the show.&lt;br /&gt;thot they were actin" the  toad ver. of the show.&lt;br /&gt;i can only assume they  do nt get out of the hse often.&lt;br /&gt;OTAKUs.spoils reputation.&lt;br /&gt;anw.now zhi n tik both hav a weird love for ZZD.&lt;br /&gt;loll.feels lyk killin" them.&lt;br /&gt;but scared their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yong chun quan&lt;/span&gt;.hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;All the loves for the 2 of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;n' tik tried t tempt me w fag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but too bad.loll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think she wasted half.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ppics will be uploaded ltr.loll.&lt;br /&gt;[TOMORROW WILL BE A GD DAY]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-141015637771064674?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/141015637771064674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=141015637771064674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/141015637771064674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/141015637771064674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2009/01/updates.html' title='updates.'/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-2941648988735580803</id><published>2009-01-11T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T23:54:14.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a not-so-little white  envelope  arrived.&lt;br /&gt;it contained lovely thots from a far away you.&lt;br /&gt;despite the  language  barrier,  u took the effort.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for makin" my life brighter than it is now.&lt;br /&gt;u cannot imagine the joy i felt when i received it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"May we all have our hopes, our will to try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If we dont, we might as well lay down and die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You and I"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-2941648988735580803?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/2941648988735580803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=2941648988735580803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/2941648988735580803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/2941648988735580803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2009/01/not-so-little-white-envelope-arrived.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-7527562266831138684</id><published>2009-01-11T00:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T01:40:57.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1000years solitude</title><content type='html'>a long day of work.&lt;br /&gt;a long walk home.&lt;br /&gt;thoughts flow and my fingers started movin" on the keypad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the anticipation to survive alone.&lt;br /&gt;the pride that i will glow with when that day comes.&lt;br /&gt;i noe i wld love it.enjoy it. Savor every single day lyk there's no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt; but now.the curiosity of company.&lt;br /&gt;knowin" what i want is not enough, but i need to know what i cant have.&lt;br /&gt;tt cld be y i love all the impossibles.&lt;br /&gt;its temptin".&lt;br /&gt;the short excitements that adds spice to my borin" singaporean life.&lt;br /&gt;mayb this way, i will start lovin" my life.lovin" me.&lt;br /&gt;there will be no ambiguous feelin", i will be sure.&lt;br /&gt;if only u were me.if only i were u.&lt;br /&gt;if only.&lt;br /&gt;this cld be the first and only reason y i cld love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the smiles tt u brought me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the happiness tt did nt belonged to me brought me hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-7527562266831138684?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/7527562266831138684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=7527562266831138684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/7527562266831138684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/7527562266831138684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2009/01/1000years-solitude.html' title='1000years solitude'/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-5824075381444866314</id><published>2009-01-09T20:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T20:40:28.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night Fever</title><content type='html'>Things jus seem to come and go.&lt;br /&gt;even FEVER.&lt;br /&gt;who are here to stay?&lt;br /&gt;i wanna noe.&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna waste effort and  time on things that are not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;life is so short.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i can utilize 24hrs as it is lyk in [the machinist]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my frens for they bring me such joy when they are happy.&lt;br /&gt;Happiness.how to explain that moment of realization that life isnt all that bad.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how long its here to stay, i believe i will love  every moment of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for makin" my day when you find happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;another gd news:: end-sem exams are startin" frm 20feb.&lt;br /&gt;woots.SM TOWN n' THAI.jus wait for me~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE IKEA MEATBALLS.&lt;br /&gt;and they hav cream of Asparagus tdae.&lt;br /&gt;all the loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-5824075381444866314?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/5824075381444866314/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-3822915843544441424.post-5699193721785692427</id><published>2009-01-07T12:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T10:41:18.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>who can i blame  for goin" crazy for jun?&lt;br /&gt;the guy with curls.oh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;jus the thoughts and look wad a dl-spree it brought abt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, its too hard to resist.&lt;br /&gt;delicious JE. *yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 185px; height: 271px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y269/sjlifed/arashi/newteethjunpm6.png" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 201px; height: 267px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y269/sjlifed/2057952623_7a123a8d43_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 188px; height: 237px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y269/sjlifed/6a00e3989fb32f000100e39qd1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 166px; height: 241px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y269/sjlifed/arashi/a85c50ce6ea270_full.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 226px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y269/sjlifed/6a00e398ba4402000400e398c1d4660002-.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 116px; height: 165px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y269/sjlifed/n18418647_30782223_4341.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 163px; height: 122px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y269/sjlifed/bscap1353copiacp7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-5699193721785692427?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/5699193721785692427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3822915843544441424.post-4896257806921892542</id><published>2009-01-07T07:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T10:44:08.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stayed up the whole night to pack my room.omg.&lt;br /&gt;not much rubbish surprisingly.hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.new year is comin".which means my smile maker will not be free.&lt;br /&gt;*waitin" for white letter.loll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was at minds cafe wid 1h02 clique.loll.&lt;br /&gt;think safra is gd.&lt;br /&gt;i lyk the BIGG ROUNND table.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.and diciple of UGLY DOLL:: zt.&lt;br /&gt;All the loves for 2 of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to find bibi.&lt;br /&gt;jus needed to talk suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;LiFE is confusin"&lt;br /&gt;i need to figure out smth" soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lookin" into the mirror and wonderin"&lt;br /&gt;wishin" i have Amnesia.&lt;br /&gt;nth bad is goin" on.&lt;br /&gt;neither am i not contented.&lt;br /&gt;jus needed a new start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feel that talk is big.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;actions speak louder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lookin" into the world of unlimited wants and find"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 171px; height: 218px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y269/sjlifed/want/McQByAlexanderMcQueenSilkMixShortSl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 126px; height: 160px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y269/sjlifed/want/hightoptrainers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 215px; height: 160px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y269/sjlifed/want/fel6_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-4896257806921892542?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y269/sjlifed/want/th_McQByAlexanderMcQueenSilkMixShortSl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3822915843544441424.post-6571610963453662407</id><published>2009-01-06T05:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T05:50:53.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;jus when i wanted to go sch and work HARD~&lt;br /&gt;hm.there's no CS!loll.so no school tmr.eh.tdae.&lt;br /&gt;micro?nv heard of it.loll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant believe i slp for 4hr+ and i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;had another weird dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sch had new buildin"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bizhi n jia en had the exact same make up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i cldnt tell the diff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;n toilets were disgustin"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;then.jean was there.with me sitting at a outdoor seat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it was right in front of the toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;was eatin" MOS.the amount was scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;some one told a lame joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;leng feng guo jing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the youngest of the 5566 member appeared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;asked him to sing the song.loll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but he sounded lyk the drummer from nodame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oh gods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk.goin sch for project and then MINDSCAFE!&lt;br /&gt;hahha.to look for yifang's disciple.&lt;br /&gt;all the love my my fellow fangirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna c my dream.&lt;br /&gt;wad do i wanna in my life?&lt;br /&gt;wad is my motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate the materialistic world.&lt;br /&gt;dislike the fact the some things are inborn.&lt;br /&gt;detest people who do not put their talent to use.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-6571610963453662407?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/6571610963453662407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=6571610963453662407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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now.&lt;br /&gt;feel that my life will  be complete that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;potatoes are good but they are all arnd.&lt;br /&gt;they are normal.they are starchhy.&lt;br /&gt;and when things get starchhy, all u get is carbo.&lt;br /&gt;carbo are troublesome.some ppl ignore and carry on with life lyk normal.&lt;br /&gt;but its so hypocritical. carbo hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;potatoes are jus substitutes?nono.&lt;br /&gt;they are more of food in minute amounts.&lt;br /&gt;why is there no meatballs in sch.&lt;br /&gt;sch.sch.sch.sch.sch.sch.sch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need more meatballs.&lt;br /&gt;they are delicious and they relieve stress!&lt;br /&gt;if only i cld have them everyday.&lt;br /&gt;its true when they say that once u have the best,&lt;br /&gt;u will nv settle for the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it applies to everythin".&lt;br /&gt;well, the above post basically summerized part of wads on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;hm..potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-3319664337290810235</id><published>2009-01-05T00:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T00:41:35.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i can never understand y m i so slow on academic stuff.&lt;br /&gt;only found out i hav an assignment due 2 hrs before.&lt;br /&gt;super freak show.but luckily its easy.&lt;br /&gt;i hate the feelin" of work pilin" on me.&lt;br /&gt;i want to be self efficient.&lt;br /&gt;big hopes but i want to be.&lt;br /&gt;this will be a countdown.2 more yrs.&lt;br /&gt;within which, i will change.change into smth i am.&lt;br /&gt;mayb.1st step.&lt;br /&gt;go for lessons.&lt;br /&gt;next.2nd step.&lt;br /&gt;clean up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今から、頑張ります～&lt;br /&gt;嫌な気持ちを捨てて、未来を目指せ！&lt;br /&gt;どう考えも行ける。私の思いとり。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-3319664337290810235?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/3319664337290810235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=3319664337290810235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/3319664337290810235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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doin"?&lt;br /&gt;feel as thou i m doin" a recollection of the past 3 weeks.loll.&lt;br /&gt;even the "cast" of the reenactment.&lt;br /&gt;if onli if my life is as colorful as my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;if only.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-2668927831546140106?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/2668927831546140106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=2668927831546140106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/2668927831546140106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/2668927831546140106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2009/01/cant-believe-my-own-imagination.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-2493839840270817192</id><published>2009-01-03T07:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T07:18:17.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up arnd 630.damn early.&lt;br /&gt;got work.pay is gd, so i m not complainin".&lt;br /&gt;tmr gotta have the 1st project meetin" of 2009.&lt;br /&gt;and so glad its for jap.loll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tryin"to recall wad i did in the past 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;realized tt smth have dominated my life.&lt;br /&gt;n. its gd.loll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-2493839840270817192?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/2493839840270817192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=2493839840270817192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/2493839840270817192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/2493839840270817192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2009/01/woke-up-arnd-630.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-7244237359411913305</id><published>2009-01-03T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T01:25:36.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel like i am turning into a compulsive blogger.&lt;br /&gt;no school.no CYA.&lt;br /&gt;think i may hav a slpin disorder.loll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POTATOES~&lt;br /&gt;wish i have them  planted somewhere in my hse.&lt;br /&gt;hungry.hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the loves for 世にも奇妙な物語。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;平成２１年になりました。私　日本へ行くつもりですけど、行かないと思う。&lt;br /&gt;大変だな～死ぬまでも　行けないと感じる。&lt;br /&gt;嫌だな。貯金しょう！&lt;br /&gt;日本の友達欲しい。なんでいないの？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-7244237359411913305?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/7244237359411913305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=7244237359411913305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/7244237359411913305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/7244237359411913305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-feel-like-i-am-turning-into.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-6429017722569684010</id><published>2009-01-02T03:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T03:58:26.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.NO SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;its not that i hate school.its jus that holidays are so fun!&lt;br /&gt;therefore.no school 020109.&lt;br /&gt;argh.but there is CYA.&lt;br /&gt;need to countdown to the 7th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 284px; height: 284px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y269/sjlifed/noschoolcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess its time to switch my body clock for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-6429017722569684010?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/6429017722569684010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=6429017722569684010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/6429017722569684010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/6429017722569684010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-1523332075894468474</id><published>2009-01-01T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T19:58:09.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the new new year is here.&lt;br /&gt;fun fun day.went abt the way i loved.&lt;br /&gt;and people watch is damn fun.woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dempsey.homeclub.spize.&lt;br /&gt;W/ nadiah.cherie.cherie'bf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love the music[surprisingly]&lt;br /&gt;love the crowd[yes.in sg.]&lt;br /&gt;love the drinks.[think addictive]&lt;br /&gt;lovin" 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the drinks were a lil disappointin" but it gets better into the night.&lt;br /&gt;love the special mix tt cher did.loll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We realize that time is a filter for people watchin".&lt;br /&gt;loll.thanks to such things called curfew, we get the good looking crowd.&lt;br /&gt;although there r still annoying ppl that tries to hook ppl up.&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS A GOOD DAY~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home at last at 4.30&lt;br /&gt;cldnt slp, so was online watchin" vids and lookin" at things i cant afford.&lt;br /&gt;did up icons.[tells a thousand wrds....fine.jus my thots.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 308px; height: 308px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y269/sjlifed/monochromeday1copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then helped bibi to do her project.ahhah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-1523332075894468474?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/1523332075894468474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=1523332075894468474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/1523332075894468474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/1523332075894468474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-new-year-is-here.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-432304160424263305</id><published>2009-01-01T06:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T14:32:26.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10  hours to 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 261px; height: 261px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y269/sjlifed/Untitled-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally feel like slpin thru till 2009.&lt;br /&gt;wishin" to live in a dream where i nv have to wake up from.&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/3822915843544441424-432304160424263305?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/432304160424263305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=432304160424263305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/432304160424263305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/432304160424263305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2008/12/10-hours-to-2009-totally-feel-like.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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-3822915843544441424.post-5700599627161903305</id><published>2008-12-31T19:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T10:46:19.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Holidays were a blur.Everythin" happened so fast.And before i knew it, school starts.And now, its holidays agn.&lt;br /&gt;I wish School never existed. And dreams are all we need to succeed in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, life is not that simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of things have been on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Is there no way that i can delete memories?&lt;br /&gt;Pls inform me if there is a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;DAY events.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;woke up at 1700+.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;mindscafe: food.games.fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Ugly doll[TP]     :Kim YF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Ugly doll[NYJC]:Gabby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;i hope they will be good friends together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Home sweet home.damn.its early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i want this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 237px; height: 136px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y269/sjlifed/want/F-01A.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 256px; height: 250px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y269/sjlifed/want/rng.jpg"&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/3822915843544441424-5700599627161903305?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/5700599627161903305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=5700599627161903305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/5700599627161903305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/5700599627161903305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2008/12/holidays-were-blur.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y269/sjlifed/want/th_F-01A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3822915843544441424.post-2959289629658221041</id><published>2008-12-31T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T10:18:10.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New blog set up on the last day of 2008.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i will keep this.i do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3822915843544441424-2959289629658221041?l=purifiedthots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/feeds/2959289629658221041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3822915843544441424&amp;postID=2959289629658221041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/2959289629658221041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3822915843544441424/posts/default/2959289629658221041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifiedthots.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-blog-set-up-on-last-day-of-2008.html' title=''/><author><name>jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10648678115914723497</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></feed>
