<?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-31686055</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:29:43.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bound For Eternity</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bofoet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bofoet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549526575258218548</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>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31686055.post-116264884976657187</id><published>2006-11-04T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T22:00:49.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Last Dance</title><content type='html'>One last dance with you&lt;br /&gt;even though what we have is strong&lt;br /&gt;both of us know that we've done nothing wrong&lt;br /&gt;you could lose everything&lt;br /&gt;need to give it up&lt;br /&gt;just one last dance with you&lt;br /&gt;for all the moments that we shared&lt;br /&gt;all the lies they don't compare&lt;br /&gt;you gotta go back to him, and I realize that&lt;br /&gt;every time I see your face I know&lt;br /&gt;there's a part of me that can't bear to let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last dance with you&lt;br /&gt;so hard to find the words to say&lt;br /&gt;but I can't see any other way&lt;br /&gt;girl you've risked everything&lt;br /&gt;time to give it up&lt;br /&gt;just one last dance with you&lt;br /&gt;and though it breaks my heart to leave&lt;br /&gt;we both know it's time to let it breathe&lt;br /&gt;you gotta go back to him, girl I realize that&lt;br /&gt;every time I see your face I know&lt;br /&gt;there's a part of me that can't bear to let you go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31686055-116264884976657187?l=bofoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/116264884976657187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/116264884976657187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bofoet.blogspot.com/2006/11/one-last-dance.html' title='One Last Dance'/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549526575258218548</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31686055.post-116201031682128942</id><published>2006-10-28T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T12:38:36.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BLAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;some bum lazy to update his blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;so here i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;doing him a favour((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;so nice right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;his friends have been staying over his house for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;3days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i dont know if today will be the fourth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i dont know what to update la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;nicki!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i dont know what to update already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;P.S iloveyou.noquestionsasked((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31686055-116201031682128942?l=bofoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/116201031682128942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/116201031682128942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bofoet.blogspot.com/2006/10/blah-some-bum-lazy-to-update-his-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549526575258218548</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31686055.post-115813981596172869</id><published>2006-09-13T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T17:30:15.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You're Right&lt;br /&gt;when I'm Wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You're my Light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;when I'm not strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You're that greatness in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;That breaks me free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;from the troubles of this place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;All I yearn for is your beautiful face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Bless me now with all your grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;guide me through this troublesome phase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Please oh please my....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;One and Only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31686055-115813981596172869?l=bofoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115813981596172869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115813981596172869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bofoet.blogspot.com/2006/09/youre-right-when-im-wrong-youre-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549526575258218548</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31686055.post-115746864905668670</id><published>2006-09-05T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T23:04:09.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Never thought that I would find &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The one who'd steal my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Someone who I could give my love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Right from the very start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It seemed like there was nothing left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All hope was gone from me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'd never find that special girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It wasn't meant to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But then one day, to my surprise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Inside my world you came &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And from that moment, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I knew that I'd never be the same &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've found who I have longed for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I thank God we're together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love you more each coming day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My heart is yours forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;  ~ Nicki ♥ Nadia ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;~ Nicki ♥ Nadia ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;     &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; ~ Nicki ♥ Nadia ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31686055-115746864905668670?l=bofoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115746864905668670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115746864905668670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bofoet.blogspot.com/2006/09/never-thought-that-i-would-find-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549526575258218548</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31686055.post-115721501211963901</id><published>2006-09-03T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T00:36:52.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To ALL:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might not be able to take my N levels this year because of a certain cheating case, a certain class mate of mine happened to copy parts of my FnN coursework. I only found out about this 45 minutes from the time that I post this entry, I got a call from my FnN teacher and she told me that I was involved in this and that i might be BANNED from taking my entire N level. If this all ends up bad. I might never make it in life. Every stepping stone in life is important miss one or trip over one and the fall might be too unbearable or too disasterous for me. I might never know the outcome of this situation. Wish me good luck and a fortunate ending to this chaper in my life for I may never be able to excel in life if this ends up BAD. Right now, I'm reflecting to see what I have done or what I dont wrong to do this. Did i offend anyone? Or GOD for this matter? I'll never know. This might be one of my last entries if I ever find the Mood to ever continue blogging. Hope everyone who reads this might understand this situation and how you guys can avoid it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From,&lt;br /&gt;Nicki&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31686055-115721501211963901?l=bofoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115721501211963901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115721501211963901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bofoet.blogspot.com/2006/09/to-all-i-might-not-be-able-to-take-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549526575258218548</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31686055.post-115703573510324010</id><published>2006-08-31T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T22:48:55.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Drooping eyelids on a pale moonlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm uncoiling my feelings in sketching the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;All images and scenery embracing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The sketches of a love forever true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;From the rustles of palm leaves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A melody has cheered me to be believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Of what was meant to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;An undying love, you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sweet, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;short &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;to the point&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I love You,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You're the only one for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;the only one i ever need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;the only one i'll never leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31686055-115703573510324010?l=bofoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115703573510324010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115703573510324010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bofoet.blogspot.com/2006/08/drooping-eyelids-on-pale-moonlight-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549526575258218548</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31686055.post-115685526993692556</id><published>2006-08-29T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T20:41:09.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Think about the love inside the strength of heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Think about the heroes saving life in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Climbing higher through the fire, time was running out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Never knowing you weren't going to be coming down alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;But you still came back for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You were strong and you believed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Think about the chance I never had to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Thank you for giving up your life that day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Never fearing, only hearing voices calling out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Let it all go, the life that you know, just to bring them down alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Wanna hold Her when I see her again&lt;br /&gt;Wanna tell the her she'll never know how much I love to see her smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Wanna make a change right here right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Wanna live a life like you somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Wanna make your sacrifice worthwhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Think about the love inside the strength of heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Think about the heroes saving life in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Think about the chance I never had to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Thank you for giving up your life that day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31686055-115685526993692556?l=bofoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115685526993692556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115685526993692556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bofoet.blogspot.com/2006/08/think-about-love-inside-strength-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549526575258218548</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31686055.post-115648262560164544</id><published>2006-08-25T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T13:10:25.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And I'd give up forever to touch you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;'Cause I know that you feel me somehow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And I don't want to go home right now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And all I can taste is this moment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And all I can breathe is your life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and sooner or later it's over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I just don't want to miss you tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And I don't want the world to see me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When everything's made to be broken &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I just want you to know who I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Or the moment of truth in your lies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When everything feels like the movies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yeah, you bleed just to know you're alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31686055-115648262560164544?l=bofoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115648262560164544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115648262560164544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bofoet.blogspot.com/2006/08/and-id-give-up-forever-to-touch-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549526575258218548</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31686055.post-115624690725545964</id><published>2006-08-22T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T19:41:47.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm just so tired&lt;br /&gt;Won't you sing me to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Fly through my dreams&lt;br /&gt;So I can hitch a ride With you tonight&lt;br /&gt;And get away from this place&lt;br /&gt;Have a new name and face&lt;br /&gt;I just ain't the same without you in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late night drives&lt;br /&gt;All alone in my car&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but start&lt;br /&gt;Singing lines From all our favorite songs&lt;br /&gt;And melodies in the air&lt;br /&gt;Singing, life just ain't fair&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes I still just can't&lt;br /&gt;Believe you're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sure the view from Heaven&lt;br /&gt;Beats the hell out of mine here&lt;br /&gt;And if we all believe in Heaven&lt;br /&gt;Then we will make it through&lt;br /&gt;One more year,&lt;br /&gt;down here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31686055-115624690725545964?l=bofoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115624690725545964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115624690725545964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bofoet.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-just-so-tired-wont-you-sing-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549526575258218548</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31686055.post-115616995678733446</id><published>2006-08-21T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T22:19:16.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love you like how the trees yearn for Spring,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;with all the joy and blossoms with love you bring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I love you like how the Sun loves the earth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;bringing its warm love throughout the universe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;even in the depths of the amazon there you are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;with you my endless joy is never so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I love you like how the rain fills the sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;pouring each and every drop of enchantment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;after which theres the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;and rainbow so astonishing appears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;it'll make the hearts of man cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I love you like how the sun loves the flower,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;like the sun loves the flower in the depths of winter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S-- This should prove that my poems aren't good enough =)) its REALLY BAD!!!!! haha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31686055-115616995678733446?l=bofoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115616995678733446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115616995678733446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bofoet.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-love-you-like-how-trees-yearn-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549526575258218548</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31686055.post-115608479831411901</id><published>2006-08-20T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T22:42:38.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Strange dear, but true dear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;When I'm close to you, dear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;The stars fill the sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;So in love with you am I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Even without you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;My arms fold about you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;You know darling why,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;So in love with you am I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;In love with the night mysterious,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;The night when you first were there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;In love with my joy delirious,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;When I knew that you could care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;So taunt me, and hurt me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Deceive me, desert me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I'm yours, till I die.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;So in love with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;my love... am I....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31686055-115608479831411901?l=bofoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115608479831411901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115608479831411901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bofoet.blogspot.com/2006/08/strange-dear-but-true-dear-when-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549526575258218548</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31686055.post-115600214175794723</id><published>2006-08-19T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T23:42:21.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Suntanned, windblown&lt;br /&gt;Honeymooners at last alone&lt;br /&gt;Feeling far above par&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how lucky we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I give to you and you give to me&lt;br /&gt;True love, true love&lt;br /&gt;So on and on it will always be&lt;br /&gt;True love, true love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you and I have a guardian angel&lt;br /&gt;On high, with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;But to give to you and to give to me&lt;br /&gt;Love forever, true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31686055-115600214175794723?l=bofoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115600214175794723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115600214175794723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bofoet.blogspot.com/2006/08/suntanned-windblown-honeymooners-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549526575258218548</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31686055.post-115587961365818203</id><published>2006-08-18T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T13:40:13.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My story is much too sad to be told,&lt;br /&gt;but practically everything leaves me totally cold.&lt;br /&gt;The only exception i know is the case,&lt;br /&gt;when i'm out on a quiet spree,&lt;br /&gt;fighting vainly the old enui and i suddenly turn and see,&lt;br /&gt;your fabulous face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get no kick from Champagne&lt;br /&gt;Mere alchohol doesn't thrill me at all&lt;br /&gt;so tell me why should it be true&lt;br /&gt;that i get a kick out of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some get a kick from cocain&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure that if i took even one sniff&lt;br /&gt;that would bore me terrificly too&lt;br /&gt;yet i get a kick out of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get a kick every time i see you standing there before me&lt;br /&gt;i get a kick though its clear to me you obviously don't adore me&lt;br /&gt;I get no kick in a plane&lt;br /&gt;Flying too high with some guy in the sky is my idea of nothing to do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31686055-115587961365818203?l=bofoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115587961365818203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115587961365818203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bofoet.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-story-is-much-too-sad-to-be-told.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549526575258218548</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31686055.post-115579379514203487</id><published>2006-08-17T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T13:49:55.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I was a humdrum person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;leading a life apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;when love flew in through my window wide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and quickened my humdrum heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;love flew in through my window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I was so happy then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;but after love had stayed a little while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;love flew out again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;what is this thing called love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;this funny thing called love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;just who can solve its mystery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;why should it make a fool of me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I saw you there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;one wonderful day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;you took my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and threw it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;thats why I ask the lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;in heaven above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;what is this thing called love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31686055-115579379514203487?l=bofoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115579379514203487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115579379514203487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bofoet.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-was-humdrum-person-leading-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549526575258218548</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31686055.post-115573557058914993</id><published>2006-08-16T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T21:39:30.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;When it’s overthat’s the time I fall in love again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;When it’s overthat’s the time you’re in my heart again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;And when you go, go, go, goI know it never endsnever ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;All things that I used to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;all words that got in the way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;All things that I used to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;have gone out the window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;All things that she used to bring,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;all songs that she used to sing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;All her favorite TV shows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;have gone out the window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;-- Random stuff ppl... dont think too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31686055-115573557058914993?l=bofoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115573557058914993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115573557058914993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bofoet.blogspot.com/2006/08/when-its-overthats-time-i-fall-in-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549526575258218548</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31686055.post-115564713522723716</id><published>2006-08-15T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T21:07:42.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love is in the air, everywhere I look around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Every sight and every sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And I don't know if I’m being foolish, don't know if I’m being wise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;But is something that I must believe in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And it's there when I look in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;In the whisper of the trees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;In the thunder of the seaAnd I don't know if I’m just dreaming, don't know if I feel sane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;But it's something that I must believe in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And it's there when you call out my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;In the rising of the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When the day is nearly done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And I don't know if you're illusion, don't know if I see it true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;But you're something that I must believe in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And you're there when I reach out for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31686055-115564713522723716?l=bofoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115564713522723716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115564713522723716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bofoet.blogspot.com/2006/08/love-is-in-air-everywhere-i-look.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549526575258218548</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31686055.post-115548405019301366</id><published>2006-08-13T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T13:21:28.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I have seen the new moon, sunsets and sunrises, but nothing of your beautiful face.&lt;br /&gt;The pieces of my broken heart are so small they can be passed through the eye of a needle.&lt;br /&gt;I love you like the sun loves the flower; like the sun loves the flower in the depths of winter. Instead of beauty to direct its light to, the heart hardens like the frozen world your absence has banished me to.&lt;br /&gt;I will find it empty and in the winter if you are not there.&lt;br /&gt;The hope guides me. It is what gets me through the day, and especailly the night.&lt;br /&gt;The hope that after you are gone from my sight it will not be the last time I look upon you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"Love has a large amount of FEAR, but PERFECT love, drives away all FEAR."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;You Be the Judge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31686055-115548405019301366?l=bofoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115548405019301366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115548405019301366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bofoet.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-have-seen-new-moon-sunse_115548405019301366.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549526575258218548</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31686055.post-115534793749575347</id><published>2006-08-12T09:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T10:03:15.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Trying to figure out where we went wrong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The radio turns on thats our song &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Waiting to hear both of our favorite parts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Each word is eating at my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And all I can remember are those mesmerising eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The more I stare at them the more im getting blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I dont feel so hungry anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cause all im full from that aura in ur presence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I dont think I can walk anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cause with you I think I can fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dont really wanna live any more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cause with you I think im in heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Feel your fire, when it's cold in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And things sorta start reminding me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Of my last night with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I only need one more day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Just one more chance to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I wish that I had gone up with you too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31686055-115534793749575347?l=bofoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115534793749575347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115534793749575347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bofoet.blogspot.com/2006/08/trying-to-figure-out-where-we-went.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549526575258218548</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31686055.post-115521379514150325</id><published>2006-08-10T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T21:11:48.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So you wrote it down&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to care&lt;br /&gt;Even though it's never there&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I'm not prepared&lt;br /&gt;Is it hard to see the things you substitute&lt;br /&gt;For me and all my thoughts of you&lt;br /&gt;It's eating me alive to leave you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm breathing in your skin tonight&lt;br /&gt;Quiet is my loudest cry&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't wanna wake the eyes that make me melt inside&lt;br /&gt;And if it's healthier to leave you be&lt;br /&gt;May a sickness come and set me free&lt;br /&gt;Kill me while I still believe that you were meant for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finding my own words, my own little stage&lt;br /&gt;My own epic drama, my own scripted page&lt;br /&gt;I'll send you the rough draft, I'll seal it with tears&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'll read it and I'll reappear&lt;br /&gt;From the start it was shaky and the characters rash&lt;br /&gt;A nice setting for heartache, where emotions come last&lt;br /&gt;All I have deep inside, to overcome this desire&lt;br /&gt;Are friendly intentions and fair weather smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna be wrong,&lt;br /&gt;You're leaving me in lieu of this&lt;br /&gt;Like Saturday night,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be gone before you knew that I was there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31686055-115521379514150325?l=bofoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115521379514150325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115521379514150325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bofoet.blogspot.com/2006/08/so-you-wrote-it-down-im-supposed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549526575258218548</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31686055.post-115509427586858691</id><published>2006-08-09T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T11:31:15.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I could I would do all of this again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Travel back in time with you to where this all began&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We could hide inside ourselves and leave the world behind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And make believe there's something left to find&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now we've all grown up, gone on and moved away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing I can do about it, nothing I can say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To bring us back to where we were when life was not this hard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Looking back it all just seems so far, so far away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need you now, we're miles apart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll keep you deep inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're always in my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A new life to start&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I may be leaving but you're always in my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd give it all up for just one more day with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give it up for just one more day,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd give it all up for just one more day with you..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31686055-115509427586858691?l=bofoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115509427586858691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115509427586858691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bofoet.blogspot.com/2006/08/if-i-could-i-would-do-all-of-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549526575258218548</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31686055.post-115500575867747022</id><published>2006-08-08T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T11:00:21.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I think I'm breaking out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I'm gonna leave you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;There's nothing for me here, it's all the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;And even though I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;That everything might go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Go downhill from here, I'm not afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;You can't stop me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;You can't hold me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;You can't keep me here, I'm on my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I made it this far now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;And I'm not burning out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;No matter what you say, I'm not afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Letting out the noise inside of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Every window pane is shattering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Cutting off my words before I speak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;This is how it feels to not believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Way away, away from here I'll be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Way away, away so you can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;How it feels to be alone and not believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Feels to be alone and not believe anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Dedicated to- *ah le*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31686055-115500575867747022?l=bofoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115500575867747022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115500575867747022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bofoet.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-think-im-breaking-out-im-gonna-leave.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549526575258218548</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31686055.post-115487375388996453</id><published>2006-08-06T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T22:15:53.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Eyes are feeling heavy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;But they never seem to close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The fan blades on the ceiling spin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;But the air is never cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;And even though you're next to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I still feel so alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I just can't give you anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;For you to call your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Something I've been keeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Locked away behind my lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I can feel it breaking free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;With each and every kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I couldn't bear to hurt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;But it's all so different now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Things that I was sure of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;They have filled me up with doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;How am I supposed to feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;About the things I've done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I don't know if I should stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Or turn around and run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I know that I hurt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Things will never be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The only love I ever knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I threw it all away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;And I can feel you breathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;And it's keeping me awake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Can you feel it beating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;My heart's sinking like a weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31686055-115487375388996453?l=bofoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115487375388996453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115487375388996453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bofoet.blogspot.com/2006/08/eyes-are-feeling-heavy-but-they-never.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549526575258218548</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31686055.post-115466763749037988</id><published>2006-08-04T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T13:00:37.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Daylight on my shoulder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Makes me feel alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;You kept me standing in your shadow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;And it’s a cold cold place to hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I’m running away from this messed up place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I’m breaking free, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I know you won’t let me&lt;br /&gt;But just turn and walk away&lt;br /&gt;I’m tired of when you kick me around&lt;br /&gt;Trying to kill my dreams and break me down&lt;br /&gt;But I won’t hang around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I’m tired of staring at the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Can’t stand the way you burn my eyes so I can’t see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Stealing every breath I breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;You push me into overdrive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;And I don’t need this kind of light coz now I’m done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;You took everything while I was staring at the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31686055-115466763749037988?l=bofoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115466763749037988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115466763749037988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bofoet.blogspot.com/2006/08/daylight-on-my-shoulder-makes-me-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549526575258218548</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31686055.post-115461709394163867</id><published>2006-08-03T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T22:59:42.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Well i lost my faith in fellow man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I've been living alone for so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;That i dont know who i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I've been waiting a lifetime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;For someone like you to set me free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Why did it take so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;For you to come and rescue me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Well it just don't matter if its wrong or right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I didnt know something could feel so good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I've been wasting all my time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Cause you're beautiful and everyone knows it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;And you're everything i want you to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I got sunshine on my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;My smile shows it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Well it can't be wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Cause you're so right for me&lt;br /&gt;You're so right for me~....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31686055-115461709394163867?l=bofoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115461709394163867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115461709394163867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bofoet.blogspot.com/2006/08/well-i-lost-my-faith-in-fellow-man-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549526575258218548</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31686055.post-115452916852677545</id><published>2006-08-02T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T22:36:31.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;No posts today, just this little poem i was thinking about lying on my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;How i regretted i turned u away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I wanted you as well but i was afraid,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;that what we were having would soon fade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;but now im stuck here reminiscing*,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;thinking of what we COULD have had instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i struck a dagger into ur heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;only to find that it wouldnt cut,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;cause now i see u happier then before,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;much more joyful, cheerful than back in 2004.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;if i could turn back time DAMN i would,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;if i could have one day out just with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i would give you everything i've taken from you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;how can that be that i'd let other people influence me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;that you were not perfect and good enough for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;no body is perfect and neither am i,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so what is it that im finding its to be by your side..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31686055-115452916852677545?l=bofoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115452916852677545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115452916852677545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bofoet.blogspot.com/2006/08/no-posts-today-just-this-little-poem-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549526575258218548</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31686055.post-115443204522221101</id><published>2006-08-01T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T23:45:43.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG today was like damn &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Freaking Tired &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but damn freaking fun Scored 2 goals at soccer *Yea* but... had an ankle injury and was kicked on the leg a fair number of times.. overall we lost 4-3... *god dammit* haha... had this geo remedial after school... quite good to go actually... dunno why i havent gone for remedials since i lost touch of ALL my subjects... haha... after that straight away went to timah... *for dota* (god i reallly MUST STUDY) oh well.. won 2/2 games... there was a 3rd game... but only played half... gtg for tuition at 7:30... and its 7:25 now... opps =XX guess i'd better be going...&lt;/span&gt; anyways..made an image with photo shop... any comments?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b87/kodkill3r/urukhaicopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 355px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px" height="196" alt="" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b87/kodkill3r/urukhaicopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S heres the lyric of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My first, my last, my everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And the answer to all my dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You're my sun, my moon, my guiding star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My kind of wonderful, that's what you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I know there's only, only one like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;There's no way, they could have made two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You're all I'm living for,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Your love I'll keep for evermore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You're the first, you're the last, my everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And with you I've found so many things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A love so new only you could bring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Can't you see if you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You'll make me feel this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You're like a first morning dew on a brand new day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I see so many ways that I can love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Till the day I die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You're my reality, yet I'm lost in a dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You're the first, the last, my everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Barry White- You're The First, The Last, My Everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31686055-115443204522221101?l=bofoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115443204522221101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115443204522221101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bofoet.blogspot.com/2006/08/omg-today-was-like-damn-freaking-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549526575258218548</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31686055.post-115426666049932381</id><published>2006-07-30T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T21:37:40.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey sorry i havent been blogging for the past few days, (actually only 2 days ) , cause im down with some stomach flu... havent really been myself for a couple of weeks...i know ive been acting strange... im shutting myself out from society, really, not feeling too good, really got to rest... ive got to stop late nights and welcome early sleeping, it really is not healthy, well got to go... rest again.. (perhaps vomit)... catch u later, B.Y.E&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31686055-115426666049932381?l=bofoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115426666049932381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115426666049932381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bofoet.blogspot.com/2006/07/hey-sorry-i-havent-been-blogging-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549526575258218548</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31686055.post-115409657676499029</id><published>2006-07-28T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T22:22:56.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey Hey Hey!... today was one really cracked up day!... it really was... haha... but cant really remember wat was so funny... hmm and right now... im going crazy... cause:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1) S4L Speech/ Essay not done yet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2) Havent Memorised (1) yet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;3) Just getting insane cause i dont know what to write!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Lyric of the Day to get HYPED UP!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Sit tight, I'm gonna need you to keep time&lt;br /&gt;Come on just snap, snap, snap your fingers for me&lt;br /&gt;Good, good now we're making some progress&lt;br /&gt;Come on just tap, tap, tap your toes to the beat&lt;br /&gt;I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well&lt;br /&gt;Don't you see, I'm the narrator, and this is just the prologue?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Swear we'll shake it up, if you swear to listen&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we're still so young but desperate for attention&lt;br /&gt;I aim to be, your eyes(heart&amp;mind), trophy boys, trophy wives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Swear we'll shake it up, and you swear to listen&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention&lt;br /&gt;I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Applause, applause, no wait wait&lt;br /&gt;Dear studio audience, I've an announcement to make:&lt;br /&gt;It seems the artists these days are not who you think&lt;br /&gt;So we'll pick back up on that on another page&lt;br /&gt;And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well&lt;br /&gt;Don't you see, I'm the narrator and this is just the prologue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention&lt;br /&gt;I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Swear to shake it up, and you swear to listen&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention&lt;br /&gt;I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen&lt;br /&gt;Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen&lt;br /&gt;Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen&lt;br /&gt;Swear to shake it up, swear to shake it up&lt;br /&gt;Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention&lt;br /&gt;I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Swear to shake it up, and you swear to listen&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention&lt;br /&gt;I aim to be, your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*from Panic! At The Disco- The Only Difference Between Martyrdom And Suicide*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Haha took the whole SONG YES ITS THAT NICE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much else to say... its crunch time... gonna write my speech now&lt;br /&gt;(Estimated Time Left: 4 hours) good luck to me... Bye all.. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31686055-115409657676499029?l=bofoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115409657676499029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115409657676499029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bofoet.blogspot.com/2006/07/hey-hey-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549526575258218548</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31686055.post-115398908804937855</id><published>2006-07-27T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T16:37:31.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi again... today was kinda fun... we had double FnN ( food and nutrition ) what can i say.... i had another lecture... but... it was super Relacc... listened to my Mp3 (the GIANTIC i-River) while doing my coursework... after that... we went for english.. soso lah... But then there was an SS test and i was like WTF! *obviously i didnt study* but i turned out quite normal and easy.... im serious... it was EASY... 2 lessons of chem ( means that 2 periods of arguing with Mogan... vulgarites all over the place... SUPER HAPPY FUN TIME! =)) i love scolding vulgarities)... then we had a maths test... easy as hell... well gtg for now... damn hot today sia... Bye Bye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S heres today's lyric of the day...just part of it... just something i want u all to see =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Lyric Of The Day&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Call me out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You stayed inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;One you love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Is where you hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Shot me down as I flew by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Crash and burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I think sometimes you forget where the heart is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Take you away from that empty apartment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You stay and forget where the heart is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Someday, if ever you love me, you'd say it's okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*Song by Yellowcard- Empty Apartment*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31686055-115398908804937855?l=bofoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115398908804937855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115398908804937855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bofoet.blogspot.com/2006/07/hi-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549526575258218548</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31686055.post-115391640511585669</id><published>2006-07-26T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T21:13:38.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello... well dunno much about what to say really... just testing testing... well... i am &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; bored that i am blogging so yea... so what did i do in school... we had like 4 free-periods... damn relax... din actually study for maths test... found it damn &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fucking&lt;/span&gt; hard... haha... damn it... dunno wat to say... so i think it ends here... i need help on how to add music to my blog.... anyone? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31686055-115391640511585669?l=bofoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115391640511585669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31686055/posts/default/115391640511585669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bofoet.blogspot.com/2006/07/first-time.html' title='First Time...'/><author><name>Nicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549526575258218548</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></entry></feed>
