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taxed. it is not fair that some men should be happier than others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from birth to the age of 18, a girl needs good parents; from 18 to 35, good looks; from 35 to 55, a good personality; and from 55 on, she needs cash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*from: the 2,548 best things anybody ever said&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11177940-112692764385946697?l=redsparks-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redsparks-.blogspot.com/feeds/112692764385946697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11177940&amp;postID=112692764385946697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11177940/posts/default/112692764385946697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;i get the feeling im running short of time to memorise the peribahasas.&lt;br /&gt;oh shit i cannot screw this up. cannot cannot. for heaven's sake it's malay.&lt;br /&gt;i must not screw up malay.&lt;br /&gt;although i admit my malay semester 2 has been significantly worse off than semester 1 when i was bouncing off clouds 9, 10 and 11, but only for malay :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i went to night safari over the holidays." haha preparing for my answer to the "so what did you do during the hols?" standard question so as to avoid my 4 times a year "nothing".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes function tomorow morning and im here at changi airport macs using the internet booth cos my sisters and i just felt like eating ice cream and dragged our mum over here at 23hours after she's just been to visit the family at the funeral parlour (parlour!? think hair saloon haha)of someone in her office who just died "tragically". to me, the most tragic part is that he is young and the only son of a rich guy. like. wow. how tragic can you get heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11177940-112628581890199573?l=redsparks-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redsparks-.blogspot.com/feeds/112628581890199573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11177940&amp;postID=112628581890199573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11177940/posts/default/112628581890199573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11177940/posts/default/112628581890199573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redsparks-.blogspot.com/2005/09/temanku-kasihu-kuingin-seperti-dulu.html' title='temanku kasihu kuingin seperti dulu'/><author><name>elysa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00356121280559500302</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-11177940.post-112563980996414849</id><published>2005-09-02T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T22:43:29.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>let's take a train to anywhere</title><content type='html'>i wanna feel the wind in my hair with you&lt;br /&gt;let's tell them all that soon they'll know&lt;br /&gt;how very wrong they were to think we'd never go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who wants to go to london with me!!!&lt;br /&gt;*everyone stares.&lt;br /&gt;such excitement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;im on the top of the world looking&lt;br /&gt;down on creation&lt;br /&gt;that's the only explanation i can find&lt;br /&gt;the love that i found&lt;br /&gt;ever since you've been around&lt;br /&gt;puts me at the top of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are over, got back bio pt today and i did ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sims, here i come!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big plans big plans. haha. but first got to clear up my study area(s) at home haha. ie. kitchen, lyna's study table, mum's study table, living room, my room. well. at least i left linda's table alone.&lt;br /&gt;i dislike cleaning up :(&lt;br /&gt;and that's why my mum loves me so :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my t4 options- saying what you mean :-, cultural landscape :) , leadership in diplomacy :( , consumer chem (erm.)&lt;br /&gt;none of which i'll be taking in jc. unless of course, i get some inspiration from geog haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sims sims sims&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11177940-112563980996414849?l=redsparks-.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-11177940.post-112166982176011175</id><published>2005-07-18T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T23:57:01.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and time has changed nothing at all</title><content type='html'>oh no.&lt;br /&gt;i owe lots of people. a variety of things.&lt;br /&gt;and im so sorry liy. for... many things i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am unreliable, inefficient, irresponsible and cowardly.&lt;br /&gt;...that's almost everything i dont wanna be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall change.&lt;br /&gt;hmm i shall try to change..&lt;br /&gt;God give me the strength and perseverance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no it's raining.&lt;br /&gt;a) how am i gonna go blading later :(&lt;br /&gt;b) how am i gonna get home. crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; the two women i currently love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont know why my previous entry's font turned out pink and double-spaced. hope it doesnt this time. the pink's too light. blue's easier to read...&lt;br /&gt;on saturday didnt go for open house. stayed home with my mother who, as my luck would have it, was in a super foul mood. oh and i found out something about my mum. which i havent told anyone and it's feeling wierd keeping it inside when i see her everyday acting like everything's fine and dandy. cut the crap- do you expect us to be truthful and open to you when you hide everything you do from us like we're not a part of your life? crap i sound like the fucking mother!&lt;br /&gt;on sunday after class, i fell down the stairs. in front of the entire &lt;em&gt;kampung&lt;/em&gt;. just great. hurt my ankle, knee and there's that wierd blood clot thing under my thumb nail. and got maluated in front of a group of people i'd rather not see me do anything embarrassing. my ustazah was there, too. blah&lt;br /&gt;there's an ss test (25%!) which is practically a history test except easier according to kaly, on thursday. i dont know what to wear on RHD. eois are coming up sooner than comfort :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tak percaya lagi dengan apa yang kau beri&lt;br /&gt;Aku terdampar di sini, tersudut menunggu mati&lt;br /&gt;Aku tak percaya lagi akan guna matahari&lt;br /&gt;Yang dulu mampu terangi sudut gelap hati ini&lt;br /&gt;Aku berhenti berharap,&lt;br /&gt;dan menunggu datang gelap sampai nanti suatu saat,&lt;br /&gt;tak ada cinta kudapat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kenapa ada derita, bila bahagia tercipta?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kenapa ada sang hitam, bila putih menyenangkan? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku pulang tanpa dendam&lt;br /&gt;kuterima kekalahanku&lt;br /&gt;Aku pulang tanpa dendam&lt;br /&gt;Kusalutkan kemenanganmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;Kau ajarkan aku bahagia, kau ajarkan aku derita&lt;br /&gt;kau tunjukkan aku bahagia, kau tunjukkan aku derita&lt;br /&gt;kau berikan aku bahagia, kau berikan aku derita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interlude:&lt;br /&gt;Aku pulang tanpa dendam&lt;br /&gt;Kuterima kekalahanku&lt;br /&gt;Rebahkan tangguhmu&lt;br /&gt;Lepaskan perlahan&lt;br /&gt;Kau akan mengerti semua&lt;br /&gt;Aku berhenti berharap&lt;br /&gt;Dan menunggu datang gelap&lt;br /&gt;Sampai nanti suatu saat&lt;br /&gt;Tak ada cinta kudapat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thing- im no longer attached. as of yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11177940-112166893875341237?l=redsparks-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redsparks-.blogspot.com/feeds/112166893875341237/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-11177940.post-112136223051047413</id><published>2005-07-15T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T10:30:30.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>if the day come that i'll have to let you go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Never be Replaced &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus] &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Baby I love you and i'll never let you go &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But if I have to boy I think that you should know &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All the love we make can never be erase &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And i promise you that you will never be replaced &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Baby I love you and I'll never let you go &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But if I have to boy I think that you should know &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All the love we make can never be erase &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And i promise you that you will never be replaced &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love you yes i do &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll be with you as long as you want me too &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Until the end of time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From the day I met you I know we've be together &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And now I know I wanna be with you forever &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wanna marry you and i wanna have your kids &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thinking never compare to feel enough to kisses &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can say i'm truly happy to the same &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You've made me think I'll die and live my life hesitate &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There's never been no doubt in my mind &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That i'll regret ever having you by my side &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But if the day come that i'll have to let you go &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think that something I should probadly let you know &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With everything that i spent with you &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then i will miss you cuz i'm happy that i have you at all &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[Repeat Chorus] &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I feel for you yes i do I&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'ll be with you as long as you want me to &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Until the end of time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yawn*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;geog pt, gdbye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11177940-112136223051047413?l=redsparks-.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-11177940.post-112002654251421316</id><published>2005-06-29T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T23:32:24.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sing a sad song just to turn it around</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Bad Day by Daniel Powter&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the moment we needed the most&lt;br /&gt;You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost&lt;br /&gt;They tell me your blue skies fade to grey&lt;br /&gt;They tell me your passion's gone away&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stand in the line just to hit a new low&lt;br /&gt;You're faking a smile with the coffee to go&lt;br /&gt;You tell me your life's been way off line&lt;br /&gt;You're falling to pieces everytime&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down&lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know&lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;The camera don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you need a blue sky holiday&lt;br /&gt;The point is they laugh at what you say&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down&lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know&lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;The camera don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;(Oh.. Holiday..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the system goes on the brink&lt;br /&gt;And the whole thing turns out wrong&lt;br /&gt;You might not make it back and you know&lt;br /&gt;That you could be well oh that strong&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where is the passion when you need it the most&lt;br /&gt;Oh you and I&lt;br /&gt;You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down&lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know&lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You've seen what you like&lt;br /&gt;And how does it feel for one more time&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;Had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;Had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;Had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;Had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder where in the world this guy came from.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt have a bad day no worries- could've been worse. though i did miss the stop at city hall on the way to school. suddenly i found myself at raffles place with an open 'harry potter and the chamber of secrets' *guilty* on my lap). and upon alighting, i almost took the wrong train back to pasir ris. haha. maybe kaly's right; said i was absent-minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;june hols are over and school is back in full swing.&lt;br /&gt;can't decide which is worse- having nothing to do all day and bumming about or having so much to do it tires and stresses you out.&lt;br /&gt;leaves no grey areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the school hasnt changed since last semester. same irritating teachers, same crazy amount of workload. something has changed, though. prob is i cant put my finger on what exactly. wierd.&lt;br /&gt;maths has been whacked. i dont get any of it. *red alert* this is not good at all. and we have a test coming up or something right? ok this is bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11177940-112002654251421316?l=redsparks-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redsparks-.blogspot.com/feeds/112002654251421316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11177940&amp;postID=112002654251421316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11177940/posts/default/112002654251421316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11177940/posts/default/112002654251421316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redsparks-.blogspot.com/2005/06/sing-sad-song-just-to-turn-it-around.html' title='sing a sad song just to turn it around'/><author><name>elysa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00356121280559500302</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-11177940.post-111700606931829161</id><published>2005-05-25T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T00:29:53.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blogthings</title><content type='html'>im supposed to be doing maths pt but i dont have the info to plot out the graph!!!&lt;br /&gt;why didnt anyone send me the info. then anyhow go tell people to go do graph.&lt;br /&gt;not slenger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mutters mutters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, while wasting my time (hmprh.) waiting foe perbayu phototaking, i did some of these quizzes. heh.&lt;br /&gt;nurul tells me im wasting my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: serif" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#dacee8"&gt;&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;Your Dominant Thinking Style:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d4dde5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Visioning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very insightful and tend to make decisions based on your insights.You focus on how things should be - even if you haven't worked out the details.&lt;br /&gt;An idealist, thinking of the future helps you guide your path.You tend to give others long-term direction and momentum.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#cdebe2"&gt;&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;Your Secondary Thinking Style:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c7fadf"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Experimenting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're all about looking at the facts, and you could always use more of them.You see life as your lab - and you're always trying out new things, people, and ideas.&lt;br /&gt;The master of mix and match, you're always coming up with unique combinations.You are good at getting a group to reach consensus.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourthinkingstylequiz/"&gt;What's" Your Thinking Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 55% Normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Somewhat Normal)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/somewhat-normal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While some of your behavior is quite normal...&lt;br /&gt;Other things you do are downright strange&lt;br /&gt;You've got a little of your freak going on&lt;br /&gt;But you mostly keep your weirdness to yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Normal Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#00ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Mexican Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/mexicanname/girl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doña Yaneisy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/mexicannamegenerator/"&gt;What's" your Mexican Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11177940-111700606931829161?l=redsparks-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redsparks-.blogspot.com/feeds/111700606931829161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11177940&amp;postID=111700606931829161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11177940/posts/default/111700606931829161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11177940/posts/default/111700606931829161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redsparks-.blogspot.com/2005/05/blogthings.html' title='blogthings'/><author><name>elysa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00356121280559500302</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-11177940.post-111639971581339494</id><published>2005-05-18T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T00:01:58.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>even the wrong words seem to rhyme</title><content type='html'>there's been so much, so so much going through my mind since last night. last night, it was like suddenly so many things from all aspects of my life was dunked on to me. it's all so confusing and there are so many things i wish i did differently or had said or had not said.. i hardly have time to organise one thought and another rushes madly through. it's kind of irritating- not being able to control your own thoughts. they've got a life of their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of life, i have a nice quote. from karwei's birthday present from roy and their friend resh... they gave her a really super gorgeous scrapbook filled up with lots of hilarious stuff. anw,  the quote. ahem ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the supreme irony of life is that hardly anyone gets out of it alive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got back home ard 9 last night. obviously, the mother was pissed (whats new). i didnt do any school work though i &lt;strong&gt;know &lt;/strong&gt;i should get started on at least one pt.. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;i have no more zest left in me for school. maybe it's &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; school i dont know..&lt;br /&gt;abt a gazillion people are going for rj's social science talk or whatever today. i cant cos got to be home early to fetch linda and besides i have to meet kak nadzirah and pass her the jotter bks. i would, though, if i could. will just ask someone about it tmr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i just stick a vacuum into my mind and clear it of all this thoughts which are making my head and throat (dont ask) hurt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mother- sigh i dont know what to say about her. i barely know her&lt;br /&gt;the father- sometimes i wish you were here. (why!!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;the sis: lyna- im not a great sister and i am sorry for that. you're a brave girl (braver than me, definitely). go get your own life&lt;br /&gt;the other sis: linda- i love you so so so much and you'll never know how much it hurts. all the best and dont you dare forget that im here for you and will always be&lt;br /&gt;the friend: liy- hmm i second nuwul when she says you've changed this year. not in a bad way i guess, just a different way. of course you've retained (and i hope you always will) your quirkiness and caring-ness and stuff, but.. oh i dont know. just chill, k liy? dont stress.&lt;br /&gt;the friends: kaly and kari- hee. i have yet to thank you guys for going toilet with me, going recess with me, layaning me and whatever els-ing me for 1 yr 5 months and counting. so. &lt;strong&gt;thank you!!&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;the friend: fanis- hi girl. no matter how many idiots msg u, or how many jerks call you in the morning while you're at the bustop (haha :p), or how many friends (close to 3 million, i think.. :) ) u have, i wanna be there if u need me. orites?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i didnt hate my mum. ironic, isnt it? she's the one i chose then, but  she's the one i hate now. she has changed so so very much over the past 4 years that i seriously totally dont know her anymore. not that i see enough of her anw.  90% of our encounters recently have been crappy cos she'll always be mad at me for something. she thinks it is fucking easy to live my life and that she is "'slogging out there, working so (fucking) hard for (us) and we are not even trying to contribute to the household". bloody fuck off, ok. i hate it that you think noone is as tired as you, that noone works as hard as you, noone cares as much as you do and that noone tries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like (i quote from karwei) your best just isnt enough.&lt;br /&gt;i hate having to drag myself home everyday. i wish i didnt have to go home.. wish there was some place else i can reside where i know for sure im not in anyone's way or disrupting anyone's life. my wishes never come true this one will be no exception.&lt;br /&gt;lalala. i need to meet you... like soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy i cant wait to grow up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11177940-111639971581339494?l=redsparks-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redsparks-.blogspot.com/feeds/111639971581339494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11177940&amp;postID=111639971581339494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11177940/posts/default/111639971581339494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11177940/posts/default/111639971581339494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redsparks-.blogspot.com/2005/05/even-wrong-words-seem-to-rhyme.html' title='even the wrong words seem to rhyme'/><author><name>elysa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00356121280559500302</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-11177940.post-111622839483458428</id><published>2005-05-16T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T00:26:34.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1605050505</title><content type='html'>hello everbarrrdy.&lt;br /&gt;azura is peeping(actually she's blatantly reading what im typing), kaly is drinking in ml room when it's not allowed and she's the QM, hab is listening in and nurdi is studying german. (hahahahahahaHA).&lt;br /&gt;i am eating samosa and feeling disappointed cos azu's gpa veh high. sighhhhhhhhhhh. some pple... anw. during lit (and english.. =p) i was talkin to sheena, and after that lestari. wah lestari already knows what shes taking in rj and sheena is absolutely lost. haha. kaly is wishing that lestari will take sciences. (w'ver kaly...)&lt;br /&gt;anw.&lt;br /&gt;my eoi results.&lt;br /&gt;english and lit not back yet. (thanks to our wonderful teacher)&lt;br /&gt;but i think im gonn fail lit. so i hope i do well for english. now azu has once again made me feel like im so super stupid. thanks azu i love you!&lt;br /&gt;what's floop. i know! it's the guy in spy kids!&lt;br /&gt;ok it's fluke. wazzat. k so noone's answering.&lt;br /&gt;the rest pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want 2.0!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i want 2.8!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11177940-111622839483458428?l=redsparks-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redsparks-.blogspot.com/feeds/111622839483458428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11177940&amp;postID=111622839483458428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11177940/posts/default/111622839483458428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11177940/posts/default/111622839483458428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redsparks-.blogspot.com/2005/05/1605050505.html' title='1605050505'/><author><name>elysa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00356121280559500302</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-11177940.post-111597040242971745</id><published>2005-05-13T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T00:10:08.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>here we go again</title><content type='html'>THREE NAMES YOU'RE CALLED BY&lt;br /&gt;1) elysa&lt;br /&gt;2) ely&lt;br /&gt;3) lysa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD&lt;br /&gt;1) elysa&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF&lt;br /&gt;1) my hp&lt;br /&gt;2) my bag&lt;br /&gt;3) my little sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ok. i didnt answer the question.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU HATE ABOUT YOURSELF&lt;br /&gt;1) my school&lt;br /&gt;2) my test results&lt;br /&gt;3) my geog teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WISH YOU HAD RIGHT NOW&lt;br /&gt;1) more time&lt;br /&gt;2) my new blades&lt;br /&gt;3) erm. . oh! money. yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PARTS OF MY HERITAGE&lt;br /&gt;1) malay&lt;br /&gt;2) javanese&lt;br /&gt;3) erm. malay-javanese. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU&lt;br /&gt;1) God&lt;br /&gt;2) my mum&lt;br /&gt;3) losing people i dont want to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS&lt;br /&gt;1) hp + charger&lt;br /&gt;2) a bath&lt;br /&gt;3) food/drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU'RE WEARING RIGHT NOW&lt;br /&gt;1) rgs blouse&lt;br /&gt;2) rgs pinafore&lt;br /&gt;3) school shoes&lt;br /&gt;(guess where i am)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVOURITE SONGS/ARTISTS AT PRESENT&lt;br /&gt;1) we belong together // mariah carey&lt;br /&gt;2) lonely // ekon&lt;br /&gt;3) hold you down // j lo f/fat joe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE NEW THINGS YOU WANT TO TRY IN THE NEXT 12 MONTHS&lt;br /&gt;1) get B plus for maths overall&lt;br /&gt;2) cook smtg nice for my mum&lt;br /&gt;3) fly to the stars above. wheee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP -- LOVE IS A GIVEN&lt;br /&gt;1) commitment&lt;br /&gt;2) trust&lt;br /&gt;3) respect/understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE&lt;br /&gt;1) arina and dian are dancing&lt;br /&gt;2) karimah is dancing&lt;br /&gt;3) kaly is not dancing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU&lt;br /&gt;1) intelligence&lt;br /&gt;2) maturity of thought&lt;br /&gt;3) fine! good looks. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS ABOUT THE SAME SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU&lt;br /&gt;1) amiability&lt;br /&gt;2) grace&lt;br /&gt;3) intelligence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU JUST CAN'T DO&lt;br /&gt;1) maths&lt;br /&gt;2) eat green peas&lt;br /&gt;3) get A for 2.4 *grumble*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVOURITE HOBBIES&lt;br /&gt;1) rollerblading&lt;br /&gt;2) reading&lt;br /&gt;3) eating ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW&lt;br /&gt;1) go blading!&lt;br /&gt;2) have a chat with someone&lt;br /&gt;3) watch tv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING&lt;br /&gt;1) Lawyer&lt;br /&gt;2) Financial Advisor&lt;br /&gt;3) Anything which brings in good money and leaves room to breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION&lt;br /&gt;1) Switzerland&lt;br /&gt;2) France&lt;br /&gt;3) London&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE&lt;br /&gt;1) prepare for akhirat&lt;br /&gt;2) marry and settle down with my one true love (hmm. sounds kinda cheesy)&lt;br /&gt;3) make my mum proud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - Age: 15. 16 this year.&lt;br /&gt;B - Band listening to right now : simple plan&lt;br /&gt;C - Career in future: not sure..&lt;br /&gt;D - Dad's name: Sapari&lt;br /&gt;E - Easiest person to talk to: myself&lt;br /&gt;F - Favorite band at the moment: none.&lt;br /&gt;G - Gummy Bears or Gummy Worms: both! k la erm.. worms&lt;br /&gt;H- Hometown: Singapore&lt;br /&gt;I - Instruments: recorder (=p), organ, guitar *glances at kaly.* hee.&lt;br /&gt;K- Kids: yea i guess&lt;br /&gt;L - Longest car ride ever: pasir ris to kl. i think&lt;br /&gt;M - Mom's name: Salmah&lt;br /&gt;N - Number of siblings: 2&lt;br /&gt;P - Phobia[s]: public speaking&lt;br /&gt;Q - Quote from a song: nowhere in the globe i'd rather be nooone in the globe i'd rather see then the girl of my dreams who made ne bw so happy but now so lonely&lt;br /&gt;R - Reason to smile: erm... june hols approaching?&lt;br /&gt;S - Song you sang last: we belong together // mariah carey&lt;br /&gt;T - Time you woke up: 8.44 am&lt;br /&gt;U - Unknown fact about me: my bedsheet is hot pink&lt;br /&gt;V - Vegetable you hate: green peas! blwekkk&lt;br /&gt;W - Worst habit: messing up my study and not clearing it up for as long as mum doesnt screech at me to&lt;br /&gt;X - X-rays you've had: 0&lt;br /&gt;Y - Yummy food: lots&lt;br /&gt;Z- Zodiac sign: Sagittarius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Full name: nur elysa bte sapari&lt;br /&gt;2. Nicknames: elysa ely lysa&lt;br /&gt;3. Eyes: dark brown&lt;br /&gt;4. Height: 153 cm. *grumbles*&lt;br /&gt;5. Hair: brown&lt;br /&gt;6. Siblings: 2 younger sisters&lt;br /&gt;7. Do u like to sing in the shower?: depends on my mood&lt;br /&gt;8. Do u like to sing in the toilet?: no&lt;br /&gt;9. Birthday: 28 nov of every yr since 1989&lt;br /&gt;10. Sign: sagittarius&lt;br /&gt;11. Address: 455 pasir ris dr.6&lt;br /&gt;12. Sex: nope. =p. female&lt;br /&gt;13. Righty or lefty: righty&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you want in a relationship most?: commitment, respect/understanding, trust&lt;br /&gt;15. Have you ever cheated on someone: no&lt;br /&gt;16. Marital status: erm unmarried. haha&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you have a car?: i wish&lt;br /&gt;18. What kinda car do you want?: not sure&lt;br /&gt;19. Fav Movie: erm lots.&lt;br /&gt;20. Fav Song/s: refer to 19&lt;br /&gt;21. Fav Hobby/s: rollerblading, reading, being at the park, eating ice cream, watching movies/ tv, listening to music&lt;br /&gt;22. TV Shows: amazing race, the apprentice, desperate housewives, run of the house, oc, what i like about you, that's so raven&lt;br /&gt;23. Fav Actors: brad pitt. and then the rest. =p&lt;br /&gt;24. Fav Actresses: julia roberts, meg ryan, sandra bullock, catherine zeta-jones&lt;br /&gt;25. Fav Food: hmm. ice cream? potato-based stuff if im hungry...&lt;br /&gt;26. Fav Number/s: hmm. 2, 28&lt;br /&gt;27. Fav Cartoon: oh! spongebob. =)&lt;br /&gt;28. Fav Disney Character: dory. was it disney? =p&lt;br /&gt;29. Colour: red pink&lt;br /&gt;30. Planning on havin children: yes i think so&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you want to get married: yup&lt;br /&gt;32. How old do u wanna be when you have your first child: hmm...&lt;br /&gt;33. how old do u wanna be when your married: when the time is right and the person is right.&lt;br /&gt;34. Would you have kids before marriage: no&lt;br /&gt;35. Do you have a b/f or g/f : one of the 1st, lots of the 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you have a crush: yes! haha.&lt;br /&gt;38. Music/TV: both!!!&lt;br /&gt;39. Guys/Girls: both. depends.&lt;br /&gt;40. Green/Blue: blue&lt;br /&gt;41. Pink/Purple: pink&lt;br /&gt;42. Summer/Winter: winter. hee&lt;br /&gt;43. Night/Day: night&lt;br /&gt;46. Weird saying I have: duno&lt;br /&gt;47. What skool do u go to?: rgs&lt;br /&gt;48. Have you ever taken drugs?: who hasnt *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;49. What's a major turn on for you?: character-wise: patience, gentlemanliness, intelligence and the works..  looks-wise: hmm.. tall lean nice smile and blablabla&lt;br /&gt;50. How far would you go on a first date?: i think i'll stay in singapore, k..&lt;br /&gt;51. The PERSON you know who is....&lt;br /&gt;Most Blonde: hmm. sharon? haha. but i dont really know her...&lt;br /&gt;Best People: daughter- liy and fanis. student- tania and chelsea.&lt;br /&gt;Funniest: ...&lt;br /&gt;Happiest: dian&lt;br /&gt;Strangest: emily =p cheesy...&lt;br /&gt;Most Caring: liy! =)&lt;br /&gt;Tallest: nithiya&lt;br /&gt;Best All Around Person: cheryn-ann&lt;br /&gt;52.Which 5 people do you trust and are open with the most?: liy, kaly&lt;br /&gt;53. What do you think of soul mates?: they're ok.. wtv.&lt;br /&gt;54. Is it right to flirt if you have a bf/gf?: depends&lt;br /&gt;55. What was the last thing you cried over or got teary about? : moulin rougue&lt;br /&gt;56. What's something about guys/girls you don't like?: many guys stink&lt;br /&gt;60. Love or lust: love i guess&lt;br /&gt;61. Silver or gold: just the colour, silver. syf, gold la duh..&lt;br /&gt;62. Diamond or pearl: diamond&lt;br /&gt;63. Sunset or sunrise : i like both! k la.. sunset&lt;br /&gt;64. Have you ever gone skinny-dipping: no&lt;br /&gt;65. Do you sleep with stuffed animals: no&lt;br /&gt;66. Do you have any piercings: on my ears...&lt;br /&gt;67. What colour underwear are you wearing?: white and orange. whee.&lt;br /&gt;68. What song are you listening to right now?: azura telling me n kaly her gpa&lt;br /&gt;69. What are the last four digits of your phone number?: 1640&lt;br /&gt;70. Where would you want to go on your honeymoon?: not sure..&lt;br /&gt;72. What's your favourite sport?: is rollerblading a sport? and i like to watch football. and play floorball. and softball's fun.&lt;br /&gt;73. What's your favourite game?: depends on my mood&lt;br /&gt;74. What makes you happy?: quite a lot of things&lt;br /&gt;75. What's the next cd/s you're gonna get/buy?: hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;76. Do u wear contacts or glasses?: glasses. sometimes&lt;br /&gt;77. What's the best advice given to you?: elysa you're not funny. and shut up. (THANKS KALY)78. Have you ever won any special awards?: no&lt;br /&gt;79. What are your future goals?: get into university, get good job, get good money, live ood life. (sometimes i ask for the world..)&lt;br /&gt;80. Worst sickness u ever had?: nothing major i think&lt;br /&gt;81. Do you like funny or scary movies better?: funny&lt;br /&gt;82. On the phone or in person?: depends. mostly person&lt;br /&gt;84. What song seems to reflect you the most?: welcome to my life / family potrait (i like!)&lt;br /&gt;85. If you die tmr who wud u leave everything to.?: got nothing much to leave sia.. my mum and sisters i guess&lt;br /&gt;86. Do u have any enemies?: ya. azura is my self-proclaimed enemy.&lt;br /&gt;87. What is your greatest fear?: to go to hell&lt;br /&gt;88. Would you rather be rich or famous?: rich&lt;br /&gt;89. What time is it in Albania now?: whatever time you want it to be&lt;br /&gt;90. You ever been in love?: i think.. ya.&lt;br /&gt;91. Have u met santa?: hohoho (nonono)&lt;br /&gt;92. When was the last time you talked to the person u like?: im taking the 'person i like' to be my crush. quite a long time.&lt;br /&gt;93. Do u have any pets?: my sisters.&lt;br /&gt;94. Are you an alcoholic?: no&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11177940-111597040242971745?l=redsparks-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redsparks-.blogspot.com/feeds/111597040242971745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11177940&amp;postID=111597040242971745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11177940/posts/default/111597040242971745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11177940/posts/default/111597040242971745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redsparks-.blogspot.com/2005/05/here-we-go-again.html' title='here we go again'/><author><name>elysa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00356121280559500302</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-11177940.post-111570232668186367</id><published>2005-05-09T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T22:22:13.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whee</title><content type='html'>eois are finally over. now 2 more obstacles to go- getting back results and school parent meeting.&lt;br /&gt;then....................... june hols!!! yay yay *jumps for joy*&lt;br /&gt;anw, got this nice song i wanna post. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;We Belong Together by Mariah Carey&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean it&lt;br /&gt;When I said I didn't love you so&lt;br /&gt;I should have held on tightI never should've let you go&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know nothing&lt;br /&gt;I was stupid&lt;br /&gt;I was foolish&lt;br /&gt;I was lying to myself&lt;br /&gt;I could not fathom that I would ever&lt;br /&gt;Be without your love&lt;br /&gt;Never imagined I'd be&lt;br /&gt;Sitting here beside myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I didn't know you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I didn't know me&lt;br /&gt;But I thought I knew everything&lt;br /&gt;I never felt&lt;br /&gt;The feeling that I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;Now that I don't&lt;br /&gt;Hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;Or have your touch and kiss your lips&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't have a choice&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what I wouldn't give&lt;br /&gt;To have you lying by my side&lt;br /&gt;Right here, 'cause baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:] When you leftI lost a part of me&lt;br /&gt;It's still so hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;Come back baby please&lt;br /&gt;We belong together&lt;br /&gt;Who else am I gonna lean on&lt;br /&gt;When times get rough&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna talk to me on the phone&lt;br /&gt;Till the sun comes up&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna take your place&lt;br /&gt;There ain't nobody better&lt;br /&gt;We belong together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;When you are on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Bobby Womack's on the radio&lt;br /&gt;Singing to me'If you think you're lonely now'&lt;br /&gt;Wait a minute&lt;br /&gt;This is too deep, too deep&lt;br /&gt;I gotta change the station&lt;br /&gt;So I turn the dial&lt;br /&gt;Trying to catch a break&lt;br /&gt;And then I hear Babyface&lt;br /&gt;I only think of you&lt;br /&gt;And it's breaking my heart&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to keep it together&lt;br /&gt;But I'm falling apart&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling all out of my element&lt;br /&gt;I'm throwing things&lt;br /&gt;Crying&lt;br /&gt;Trying to figure out&lt;br /&gt;Where the hell I went wrong&lt;br /&gt;The pain reflected in this song&lt;br /&gt;Ain't even half of whatI'm feeling inside&lt;br /&gt;I need you&lt;br /&gt;Need you back in my life baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you leftI lost a part of me&lt;br /&gt;It's still so hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;Come back baby please&lt;br /&gt;We belong together&lt;br /&gt;Who else am I gonna lean on&lt;br /&gt;When times get rough&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna talk to me&lt;br /&gt;Till the sun comes up&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna take your place&lt;br /&gt;There ain't nobody better&lt;br /&gt;We belong together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a beatiful song :)&lt;br /&gt;anw. went to the library just now (finally have the time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eois over.&lt;br /&gt;rs over.&lt;br /&gt;2.4 run tmr.&lt;br /&gt;5 items 20 may.&lt;br /&gt;angklung concert 28 may.&lt;br /&gt;library books due 24 may.&lt;br /&gt;june hols erm.. june.&lt;br /&gt;geog SA week 10 :( .&lt;br /&gt;fanis+brenda bdays next. get for brenda smtg must get for kar wei also ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k that's about all for now i think.&lt;br /&gt;ciaos! till next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why cant i say what i feel inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why do i give in all the time to pride&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when all i wanna do, really,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;is thank you for all that you have done for me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy belated mothers' day, mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. my mum bought a new car! drove it home yday. i havent seen it though.. it's silver and i've never seen it before. ya. whee i love nice surprises :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11177940-111570232668186367?l=redsparks-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redsparks-.blogspot.com/feeds/111570232668186367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11177940&amp;postID=111570232668186367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11177940/posts/default/111570232668186367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11177940/posts/default/111570232668186367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redsparks-.blogspot.com/2005/05/whee.html' title='whee'/><author><name>elysa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00356121280559500302</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-11177940.post-111406477784891334</id><published>2005-04-20T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T23:26:17.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quizilla quizzes</title><content type='html'>i've obviously been a really lazy girl- lazy to find the words to write in this blog.&lt;br /&gt;no actually i think when i feel like updating, i dont have a computer nearby.&lt;br /&gt;and when i dont, im sitting in front of this same screen, thinking of what to update about.&lt;br /&gt;hmprh.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna do a survey! lemme go look for one after this. =) but before that.. quizzes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/PainfulBliss/1113321272_Quote.rise.JPG" border="0" alt="Rise" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your wise quote is: "Our greatest glory is not&lt;br /&gt;in never falling, but in rising everytime we&lt;br /&gt;fall" by Confucius.&lt;br /&gt;Yes indeed, you see true strenght can only be&lt;br /&gt;seen when a person has "fallen". Only&lt;br /&gt;then one can tell how they will handle it. Just&lt;br /&gt;don't make others fall so you can know who they&lt;br /&gt;really are. You on the other hand may be a very&lt;br /&gt;quick recoverer and don't let people bring you&lt;br /&gt;down. You are your own, and you're find with&lt;br /&gt;that. Emotional issues is something you handle&lt;br /&gt;rather nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/PainfulBliss/quizzes/What%20wise%20quote%20fits%20you%3F(pics)%20UPDATED/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;What wise quote fits you?(pics) UPDATED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/DieColdHearted/1105905079_sktopgreen.jpg" border="0" alt="&lt;a href=" /&gt;In'&gt;http://members.rogers.com/lim.jennifer/green.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In&lt;/a&gt; your eyes, people see life... You see yourself&lt;br /&gt;as just an average person! You enjoy life, love&lt;br /&gt;wildlife, but also enjoy time with those who&lt;br /&gt;know you best. You like to get outdoors and let&lt;br /&gt;your mind wander over all of the mysteries god&lt;br /&gt;gave to you. You don't really have a certain&lt;br /&gt;sanctuary because you're so well-rounded, but&lt;br /&gt;you like having fun and adventures, but can&lt;br /&gt;also be found sitting quietly about, reading a&lt;br /&gt;book. You have a pretty good life ahead of you,&lt;br /&gt;never trade it for anything else :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/DieColdHearted/quizzes/What%20Lies%20Behind%20Your%20Eyes%3F/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;What Lies Behind Your Eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="&lt;br /&gt;i kinda like this one. hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your perfect guy is a punk-rocker, most likely in a&lt;br /&gt;band. He's got awsome talents at music, and he&lt;br /&gt;must have strong feelings for you, cuz guys&lt;br /&gt;like that are usually shy. nice catch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/wolfpup100/quizzes/Who's%20your%20perfect%20guy%3F/"&gt;Who's" your perfect guy?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k go 1st tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11177940-111406477784891334?l=redsparks-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redsparks-.blogspot.com/feeds/111406477784891334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11177940&amp;postID=111406477784891334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11177940/posts/default/111406477784891334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11177940/posts/default/111406477784891334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redsparks-.blogspot.com/2005/04/quizilla-quizzes.html' title='quizilla quizzes'/><author><name>elysa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00356121280559500302</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-11177940.post-110983877869217394</id><published>2005-03-03T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T00:40:02.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey world</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hi, welcome to my brand new blog.hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;(i feel as if im having an open house or something)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh how rude- i havent introduced myself. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i am elysa, been on this world 15 years, lives in singapore (pasiris), studies at raffles' girls, belongs to class 411, taking sub combi biochemgeoglit, am in ccas angklung and perbayu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i have 2 pets (my sisters)- names: elyna (sec2, north vista) and linda (pri1, pasiris). linda is super-adorable while lyna is super-annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i have &lt;b&gt;fab&lt;/b&gt; friends, of which 7 of us are the 7 stars- there's &lt;b&gt;fanis&lt;/b&gt;, my super-high, slenge friend who's perpetually tangled up in some scandalous tale involving someone from vs or ri or ch or acs and the sorts. then, we have &lt;b&gt;kaly&lt;/b&gt;, my fellow 411-mate and one of the most retarded people i have ever had the honour of stumbling upon. =p kaly is karlee, kaly is kelly, kaly is karlos and kaly is crazy. next comes &lt;b&gt;liy&lt;/b&gt;, woohoo the 1 person i've never ever been in the same class as, or in any inter-class groups as. haha. dont ask. liy is a neat freak ("how in the world do you two get along!?!?", you ask. yes, i've wondered too. keep wondering.) and is freaky when she's stressed. at other times, she's just liytheloser.hee. &lt;b&gt;narishka&lt;/b&gt;, my most mysterious friend. =) haha-mystery lady. after 4 years, i still canot guess what she'll say next (probably some word i've never heard of *frantically grabs dictionary*) or what she'll do next. which is why its so great to be her friend. =) &lt;b&gt;nurul&lt;/b&gt; is slightly (no-more then slightly) off-centre, always doing or saying things that make her embarrassed and has big a teeth-ad worthy smile now that her braces are off. &lt;b&gt;robs&lt;/b&gt; is my emo+dreamer friend, she seems to be dazing off loads of the time, and she's awfully depressing when she's depressed. at other times she's super fun to be around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;alrights.. i'll update again when i update, so till then... tata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11177940-110983877869217394?l=redsparks-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redsparks-.blogspot.com/feeds/110983877869217394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11177940&amp;postID=110983877869217394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11177940/posts/default/110983877869217394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11177940/posts/default/110983877869217394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redsparks-.blogspot.com/2005/03/hey-world.html' title='hey world'/><author><name>elysa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00356121280559500302</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>
