<?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-5489111860669685397</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:54:00.665+08:00</updated><category term='(闭上眼，默念三遍 Call my name 我就出现)'/><category term='You are the thunder and I am the lightning.'/><category term='Bitch you get no love'/><category term='You&apos;re the beginning and the end of every chapter'/><category term='Back into reality.'/><category term='Regret is all you&apos;re going to feel if you don&apos;t do things right.'/><category term='I miss your sweet smile'/><category term='Music for entertainment'/><category term='Double Cheese Burger'/><category term='Hot like Oven Cold like Ice'/><category term='Life was never easy.'/><category term='First love burns brightest'/><category term='Love Sucks'/><category term='Forgetting you is the hardest thing on my to do list'/><category term='Like falling stars over your head'/><category term='We&apos;ll never fall just keep on going and forever we will stay like a pyramid'/><category term='When I look at you'/><category term='I&apos;ll wait on you forever'/><category term='I told myself not to but my heart went against me.'/><category term='You&apos;re like a hard candy with a surprise center.'/><category term='Even brighter than the moon moon moon'/><category term='Have you ever wondered...'/><category term='Curse my lonely heart to stop feeling lonely'/><category term='I wish hard upon a star that I can start all over again'/><category term='Everything has a beginning as well as an end.'/><category term='You smile I smile'/><category term='I love you but do you love me?'/><category term='Love conquers'/><category term='I&apos;m surprised that I stayed today.'/><category term='Your smile is imprinted deep in my mind'/><category term='You&apos;re the best thing I never knew I needed'/><category term='You got my heart to beat twice as fast when you&apos;re around.'/><category term='I was wrong to tell you I loved you but there wasn&apos;t any regrets.'/><category term='Ignite the light and let it shine~'/><category term='Your love was a lie and I hate lies as much as liars'/><category term='I got Bieber Fever'/><category term='But you did it unknowingly.'/><category term='Stuck like glue'/><category term='your-prettyimper'/><category term='I love the way you smile it&apos;s smexy'/><category term='No surprise I won&apos;t be here tomorrow'/><category term='to tell you I love you.'/><category term='I close my eyes and pray for everyone I love and I also pray for everybody in the world.'/><category term='Stuck in the moment with you'/><category term='someday you will take me away and save the day'/><category term='Love is Incredible'/><category term='This time I&apos;ll let you go cause you ain&apos;t worth my time to be wasted on'/><category term='On our way back down to Earth'/><category term='Don&apos;t say yes run away now'/><category term='I was wrong'/><category term='I wish to become something I&apos;m not.'/><category term='The chapter of a book a chapter of my life'/><title type='text'>pocketfullof-roses</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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>410</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-3228371533306828378</id><published>2011-06-09T22:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T22:14:48.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll8sjjh4G51qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I haven't been blogging here, anyway, not alot of people will read this blog. But i have not abandon this blog. It's just that I have been busy with school and stuff. I know I spend alot of time on Tumblr. :X But I'll comeback here often~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-3228371533306828378?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/3228371533306828378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=3228371533306828378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/3228371533306828378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/3228371533306828378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2011/06/busy.html' title='Busy'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-151507727063950999</id><published>2011-05-17T17:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T17:33:45.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BEAST</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5bdXD2BvGJM/TdJAgdOdYRI/AAAAAAAAB_U/8fxIEeHr4a0/s1600/FICTION.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5bdXD2BvGJM/TdJAgdOdYRI/AAAAAAAAB_U/8fxIEeHr4a0/s400/FICTION.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607615412374954258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-151507727063950999?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/151507727063950999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=151507727063950999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/151507727063950999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/151507727063950999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2011/05/beast_17.html' title='BEAST'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5bdXD2BvGJM/TdJAgdOdYRI/AAAAAAAAB_U/8fxIEeHr4a0/s72-c/FICTION.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-3056108708830736760</id><published>2011-05-14T03:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T12:44:43.530+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='your-prettyimper'/><title type='text'>BEAST;</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;BEAST:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll5e4jLTry1qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;DOOJOON:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll5e65d79B1qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;HYUNSEUNG:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll5ew63RIP1qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;JUNHYUNG:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll5eundWBn1qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;YOSEOB:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll5ex69VLx1qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;KIKWANG:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll5eyjuPnW1qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;DONGWOON:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll5ezduFbQ1qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;MAY 17:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll651ekXab1qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-3056108708830736760?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/3056108708830736760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=3056108708830736760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/3056108708830736760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/3056108708830736760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2011/05/beast.html' title='BEAST;'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-7368948060711202462</id><published>2011-03-17T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T23:49:20.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How I fell in love with Kpop;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. I first went to watch CABI mv in 2010 first half of the year by some of the 2PM members (Taecyeon, Chansung and Nichkhun) and some of the SNSD members. And to me, I wasn't that crazy with kpop yet, it was just the beginning;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li7fogwgov1qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Then when I went for my Japan trip like during June 2010, all my friends were like crazy about kpop and would want to just find the freaking CD shops and buy their albums;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li7fsnAstH1qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I was like;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li7fpxap9s1qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. After coming back from Japan, I watched You're Beautiful and I totally loved LEE HONGKI, I watched FT ISLAND mvs and shows and what not, I love his voice and he is so adorable!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li7g7pP18t1qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Crazy about FT ISLAND for months and made my best friend crazy over them too~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li7gd09N4H1qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. My another best friend, she loves BIGBANG. Which at that time, I really didn't know them and I didn't really care. (Please don't hate me D: Hear me out first...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li7gjsFfwM1qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. Around October? She showed me videos of BIGBANG, the first video I watched was BEAUTIFUL HANGOVER;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li7grwoicI1qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li7gtkVfr11qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li7gvxB8Zw1qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. And I watched their videos, mvs, downloaded their song and go crazy over them. Even until now, I still go crazy over BIGBANG and for forever will I still go crazy about them;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li7gxf2vPw1qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I watch them in videos;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li7gyw3XME1qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hear their voice;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li7h1lk05d1qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li7h90PBM11qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love all five of them just the way they are (though my bias is like T.O.P and G-Dragon), but come to think of it, I love them all so equally much, cause BIGBANG exist with all 5 of them and they are all so frigging important;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li7h4wzLvx1qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. I also fell in love with another group not long ago. I watched Dream High, I love how adorable Wooyoung is! And therefore, I watched videos, mvs, and love 2PM. I also have a best friend who is a HOTTEST fan and she's on Tumblr as well;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li7hjoU4A71qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Don't get me wrong, my love for BIGBANG/FT ISLAND is and will be forever there in my heart, my heart is big enough for all of them and everyone that I care and love to fit inside, even my tumblr friends! You guys are welcomed ^_^);&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li7hl8Yb8Y1qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I watch Wild Bunny;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li7ho8eQvd1qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love Wooyoung (my bias), but all 7 of them are so awesome together (including Jay Park, but sorry D: I couldn't find the gif)!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li7hpmQYiu1qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. BIGBANG, 2PM &amp;amp; FT ISLAND are like my top favourite groups. But hey, doesn't mean I don't love other groups or female groups. I'm gonna type out the name of the groups that I do like and enjoy listening to their songs. I might go gaga and crazy over them sometimes, but just not as much as my favourites. Here we go:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;2NE1, KARA, SNSD, WONDER GIRLS, T-Ara, MISS A, Secret, f(x), After School, SISTAR, Brown Eyed Girls, Rainbow, SHINee, Super Junior, C.N. Blue, B2ST/BEAST, Infinite. And other singers. It'll take me ages to type out everything. But mainly, I love kpop. But I still love American music and Cpop. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li7hwpIurt1qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. I love Tumblr. It's like a whole new world, and it has been an awesome place where I get to fangirl all my troubles away with the others, and I rly love Tumblr alot. Much more than Facebook and Twitter;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li7hz2Akf61qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I listen to kpop;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li7hu5ifhz1qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li7htciKQJ1qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li7hvhlsUP1qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I hear/see people diss about kpop (I have a few friends who doesn't like kpop because of whatever their reason is. But if they want to say anything bad, they should keep it to themselves);&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li7j154ICg1qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li7jei7T6j1qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;But still, I love all of you guys out there. You guys are so awesome!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li7jp33Weh1qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li7jrbPrWZ1qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li7jt9Idku1qdoga5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Gifs are not mine. I'm sorry I didn't credit to the people whom I took the gifs from, but my file's rly in a mess, and I don't know who are some owners of the gifs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-7368948060711202462?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/7368948060711202462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=7368948060711202462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/7368948060711202462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/7368948060711202462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-i-fell-in-love-with-kpop.html' title='How I fell in love with Kpop;'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-4247539130158303297</id><published>2011-02-01T17:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T17:17:34.985+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You&apos;re like a hard candy with a surprise center.'/><title type='text'>Pictures of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TUfPQj2okiI/AAAAAAAAB_A/Jqi2rQ43cJQ/s400/tumblr_lfvyimuJDR1qboepdo1_500.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568647347676156450" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TUfPQ8SSFXI/AAAAAAAAB_I/herEG1a0vqU/s400/tumblr_lfx0etMIVP1qfgxjno1_500.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568647354234574194" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TUfPQPQJ6KI/AAAAAAAAB-4/KeLGJK3Xbic/s400/tumblr_lftqka5DcE1qekq1ko1_500.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 390px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568647342146054306" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-4247539130158303297?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/4247539130158303297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=4247539130158303297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/4247539130158303297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/4247539130158303297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2011/02/pictures-of-day.html' title='Pictures of the day'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TUfPQj2okiI/AAAAAAAAB_A/Jqi2rQ43cJQ/s72-c/tumblr_lfvyimuJDR1qboepdo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-2064782967264891322</id><published>2011-01-23T10:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T10:40:07.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grahhh!!!! &gt;:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Fuck. Just fuck off. Seriously. I got tuition, you say you got appointment, you still say want bring me there. Then you busy prepare until I'm fucking late then I tell you say you shouldn't say you would want to bring me there in the first place. I can fucking take the bus and I can reach there early. Don't fucking be sarcastic with me and fucking blame me a-hole. You all hate me, so what I don't fucking care.&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. 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Why am I trying so hard? Why? Why am I trying so hard to talk to you? Why? Why am I me?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;All these questions, i don't have thd keys to them. But the answers are simple.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I try so hard because I want to achieve something. I try so hard to talk to you because I miss you. I am who I am because God created me just the way I am. Though i may not be perfect, may be unsatisfied that my leg ain't nice, skinny or scarless. My teeth ain't straight. And all the crap, but I love myself. I love how God created me. I love my awesome friends, my family no matter what. I love what God has blessed me with. Being able to be around the people I love. Friends, family. They are like the coolest people I ever known. As cool as my idols! (Y) :D&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;s&gt;I tried. I tried so hard to talk to you. To muster that courage up, and the only thing i could come up is through text. But it seems like you have built a wall. A wall to keep me out, but not others. You're the same, you don't seemed to have change. I miss talking to you and all. Miss you. But i just want to talk to you like a normal friend, that you don't let me do? It's okay. I guess. Now you're just so cold. I don't know. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I miss you. Regret what i didn't do or cherish it. But enjoyed it though it was short and nothing much happen. But you were there. Thank you.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Dang! I hate chinese homework. And i've got many overdue homework. Hopefully i finish them soon. And start with my study timetable tmr! (:&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. 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BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-7508590156319637218?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/7508590156319637218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=7508590156319637218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/7508590156319637218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/7508590156319637218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2011/01/story-of-us.html' title='The Story of Us'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-8616504666073415578</id><published>2011-01-14T01:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T01:06:49.201+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I miss your sweet smile'/><title type='text'>Again and again and again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;It has really been a stressful week. Even though I manage to complete some homework, I'm still left with a few incomplete and not yet done homework. Hopefully I'll manage to remove that burden tmr after CCA selection or during the weekends. I'll have to apologize to the teachers for handing in my work late. Still trying to finish my Chinese letter writing. Argh, get 15/20 still need to rewrite. :(&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. 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SP open house have loads of people, and it's so far away @ Dover! Anyway, I still prefer Mass Comm in TP! (: I'm going to aim for that if I decided not to go JC!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;1st choice- TP Mass Comm (COP: 12)&lt;br/&gt;2nd choice- SAJC since it's affiliated to our school.&lt;br/&gt;3rd choice- TJC since it's nearby.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;After that I went with Felicia to attend one of the cell member's birthday! I will blog bout this tmr. I'm really tired and I'm blogging through my iPod. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;xoxo-Kristabelle&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. 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Didn't have the mood to blog, but anyways, I'm back. I will die, if I don't record what I've done everyday. My memory is like hopeless. I can't remember much about the things that happened in my life in the past few years. I'm like 15 moving on to 16 and my memory is like a 90 yr old. Not that every 90 yr old elderly have bad memory, but I'm just trying to make a point here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; "&gt;  1st day of school seems new, but the biggest reason that I love school is that you get to laugh at all the jokes with friends. It's because of the jokes they make, I smile from my heart. I don't feel like I'm putting on a mask to fake a smile. I still have duty @ 4H and yes, I guess my close friends knows what that means. Luckily the first and second day of school didn't have us bring our books. We have got to adapt going back to school before getting on the right tracks. But for me, not performing with the guitar members has made me not start the year right. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; "&gt;  3rd day of school, meaning Hildan Torch Ceremony for the Secondary 1 students and for the rest, it means we have to start studying. Had Social Studies with Mrs Alina Tan @ the school library. Same as Germaine, Jeremy Thia and Lendrix! Mrs Tan even assured us that we ain't the unwanted people who I put in the library. She's funny. I love Emaths lesson, especially when Mr Chia starts making jokes. I will never be able to sleep during emaths lessons! Amaths was practically boring, but everything else, was okay obviously except for Chinese lessons. Helped out as a V.I.P usher at the Hildan Torch. It was really fun and Edmund was really funny. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; "&gt;  Yesterday, we learnt more about Statistics (Box-plot). Chinese lessons are just dumb. Seriously. I better get myself a tuition soon before I die in Chinese again. Had lunch with Celine and Teri @ Century Square. Oh! That reminds me, I bought a new iPod casing. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; "&gt;I'm really drained out. School is really tiring, but this is the 4th year. It's time to set things right and finish it right so we can move on in life. Secondary School is really fun, I'm going to miss this part of life as I move on. Primary school was fun too, just that we didn't know about loads of things then.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; "&gt;Imma Strong Baby!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; "&gt;I'm tired of pretending. I can't tell who I am anymore. So I'm just going to be me. I'll watch what I say and what I do. And I most definitely have to control my feelings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; "&gt;*&lt;s&gt;Girls should stop cam-whoring. I mean it. I know sometimes I cam-whore too, but seeing people spamming cam-whore pictures on Facebook is really annoying. Like hey, can I see something more than your face? No offense, but yeah. Are you promoting yourself? NO, so just take pictures of yourself to keep the moment, not to upload into Facebook. When I posted my own childhood pictures, I feel ashamed of myself, and set it to private. Not that I'm not proud of who I am or who I was, but too much is just a no-no. &lt;/s&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;s&gt;I hate how hard we try to avoid somebody, but we will eventually see that person all the time. It's like unavoidable.&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family: verdana; border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; "&gt;Forever and Always by Taylor Swift&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Once upon a time I believe it was a Tuesday when I caught your eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We caught onto something, I hold on to the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;You looked me in the eye and told me you loved me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Were you just kidding cause it seems to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This thing is breaking down we almost never speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I don’t feel welcome anymore, baby what happened please tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Cause one second it was perfect and now you’re half way out the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px;"&gt;And I stare at the phone and he still hasn't called&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px;"&gt;And you feel so low you can’t feel nothing at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;And you flash back to when he said forever and always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;Ohh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;And it rains in your bedroom everything is wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;It rains when you’re here and it rains when you’re gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;I was there when you said forever and always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;Was I out of line did I say something way too honest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;That made you run and hide like a scared little boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;I looked into your eyes; thought I knew you for a minute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;now I’m not so sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;So here’s to everything coming down to nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;Here’s to silence that cuts me to the core&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;Where is this going, thought I knew for a minute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;but I don’t anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px;"&gt;And I stare at the phone and he still hasn't called&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; "&gt;And you feel so low you can’t feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; "&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; "&gt; at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;And you flash back to when he said forever and always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;And it rains in your bedroom everything is wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;It rains when you’re here and it rains when you’re gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;I was there when you said forever and always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px;"&gt;You didn't mean it baby, I don’t think so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;Ohhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;Back up, baby back up, did you forget everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;Back up, baby back up, did you forget everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;Back up, baby back up, please back up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;Back up, baby back up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;Cause it rains in your bedroom everything is wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;It rains when you’re here and it rains when you’re gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;I was there when you said forever and always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;ohhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px;"&gt;I stare at the phone and he still hasn't called&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px;"&gt;And you feel so low you can’t feel nothing at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;And you flash back to when we said forever and always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;And it rains in your bedroom everything is wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;It rains when you’re here and it rains when you’re gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TRHg-QkA2WI/AAAAAAAAB-s/HwGWigmAxz8/s400/tumblr_lboe0mrPAd1qb5zb3o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553467175727061346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why. When we have school, we want the holidays to come faster. And when it's the holidays, we want to go to school. It's not that I really want to go to school, it's just really bored. And when you see your own friends have their own outings, which doesn't include you, then well, hell will you feel the holidays really suck to the maximum :/&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn, I want to preorder the GD &amp;amp; T.O.P album, but my mum doesn't seem to want to keep her promise to me. ): Hey, I said I will pay her back, since now I got angbaos for Christmas presents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's also saddening that you don't get big wrapped presents to tear apart anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm literally bored to tears. You can make me cry in 10 seconds. Cause everyday, I wake up. I play my iPod and use the computer. And I blame myself that sometimes I get so bored, my head start thinking about shitloads of stuff that I don't want to think about. Imagine stuff and all that. It's really annoying me, I want to block everything out. I want mind-reading powers so I can really see what people are thinking, don't have to guess whether they are lying to you or not and put up with all their bullshits. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dang School Life. Dang Holidays. Dang my f***ed up brain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12 December - Watched Repunzel: A Tangled Tale with AYAKA! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21 December - Went to Far East Plaza with Germaine. She bought shoes, and surprisingly, I didn't buy anything. x_x Watch Sammy's adventure with Germaine. Heehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both Movies are FABULOUS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know what I'm doing. ): Someone please show me a way, I feel so lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-9104129111416401698?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/9104129111416401698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=9104129111416401698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/9104129111416401698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/9104129111416401698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/12/dang-holidays.html' title='Dang, Holidays.'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TRHg-QkA2WI/AAAAAAAAB-s/HwGWigmAxz8/s72-c/tumblr_lboe0mrPAd1qb5zb3o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-6217013795590143272</id><published>2010-12-14T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T19:34:47.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HIGH HIGH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TQdWF7uAayI/AAAAAAAAB-k/uEAP0uCHrN0/s1600/tumblr_ldextxJfdi1qc2znbo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TQdWF7uAayI/AAAAAAAAB-k/uEAP0uCHrN0/s400/tumblr_ldextxJfdi1qc2znbo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550499725687417634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TQdWFuRRCWI/AAAAAAAAB-c/YlQr0_4g1VQ/s1600/tumblr_ldeyafOvAV1qc2znbo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TQdWFuRRCWI/AAAAAAAAB-c/YlQr0_4g1VQ/s400/tumblr_ldeyafOvAV1qc2znbo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550499722077210978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-6217013795590143272?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/6217013795590143272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=6217013795590143272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/6217013795590143272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/6217013795590143272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/12/high-high.html' title='HIGH HIGH!'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TQdWF7uAayI/AAAAAAAAB-k/uEAP0uCHrN0/s72-c/tumblr_ldextxJfdi1qc2znbo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-3667804359217769473</id><published>2010-12-11T18:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T18:32:11.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If i was different.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I really don't know what to say. All I know that trying out for the JYP audition was a very last minute thing. Didn't have the time to prepare. I think I could have done better with a little help and practice. Should have chose modeling than singing. Had confidence at first, entered the audition room and fear hit me. Couldn't sing properly cause my throat went totally dry. A mediacorp artist was there too. Andie Chen. My legs shook. It was scary. I closed my eyes to find strength, but I couldn't. Was given a ruthless thank you even before I can sing the chorus. But I couldn't sing cause my throat feels like it's burning, even till now, where I lay comfortably on my sofa. Even if I feel half a heart braver right now, meaning I would now even dare sing infront of my friends, I don't think I can sing nor do I have any talent at all. It makes me feel like giving up on this tough dream, I can even forget about the YG auditions. I want a bag to hide myself. I'm disappointed with myself. I got nothing to show to the world.  Even though I'm happy that this is over, I experience something I never tries before. But I feel hurt, like a child. I wish I was different, I wish I could sing, I wish I am not this loser me with no talent. I want to give up, but I don't want to. I don't want to return to this practical life. I wished I was born with something worthwhile, born to be a somebody, not a nobody. Sorry, I think I have to cool down. Bye. People shouldn't pin their hopes on me, never compliment me, don't ever say nice things about me, cause a person like me don't deserve all these, I'm sorry for letting you all down. I'm really sorry.&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. 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I hate live stuff. As in live audition or freaking music exams. I still have nightmares about my Primary 6 experience at my Grade 2 Violin exam. I totally freaked out, I was so frigging nervous, my knees went wobbly and was shaking. I couldn't play a single thing with my whole body shaking. I totally flunked the damn thing. It was totally horrible, that I wasn't even graded at all. ): &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hated that moment. I have had stage fright since young. But wtf, my actual dream has got to do with the world. Damn it. Like I said. I want to try out for next year YG audition. But since now my friend, also ask me to try out for JYP. And what do I know? You got to be in a room with other contestants and there will be judges with a cameraman inside. FML ttm. I think I'll just have fun being nervous again. It ain't confirm either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FMLFMLFML. Heck, just go for the fun and the experience. I don't give a damn what people think I am. I'll just try to sing out loud. Something I never really did in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really can't stand people who praise themselves about their singing. Okay, maybe some of them are really good, but you got to proof it. Like a youtube video or something. I understand when other people criticizes others for their singing, maybe it's horrible, sometimes I can't stand it either, but don't be so mean can? Not like your singing as good as an Angel's. -.- I see what other people posted and stuff. If you're that good, okay, praise yourself, but don't overdo it. Not like you're a big shot. And I heard that the 11 yr old girl that got in, her singing wasn't really good, but she is cute and pretty. So I really have got no idea what JYP wants. I see some photos, and wow. There are people there I can't compare to. They have the guts. But I don't have. Some of them are really pretty. But I don't see why they can't get in ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a really horrid feeling. I'm confused and stuck in a hole right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gtg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kristabelle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-8085326804842987480?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/8085326804842987480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=8085326804842987480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/8085326804842987480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/8085326804842987480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/12/jyp.html' title='JYP'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-5119318740258052972</id><published>2010-12-08T02:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T02:18:50.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Korean</title><content type='html'>I want to learn Korean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-5119318740258052972?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/5119318740258052972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=5119318740258052972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/5119318740258052972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/5119318740258052972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/12/korean.html' title='Korean'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-5651144247488439166</id><published>2010-12-08T02:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T02:11:44.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams, will they come true?</title><content type='html'>I'm really dumbfounded after knowing that YG will finally have an open audition next year. Online audition. Shucks, I would really like to, but I'm a person with low confidence, no talent and what-so-ever. I'm not a genius in anything or specialized in anything since young. I really don't know what my future hold. I feel like a plane just crashed into my heart, really disappointed in myself. I don't think I can sing well. Well, the only time I actually sang in front of my friends were the time when Germaine, her cousin and I actually wanted to audition for SM and the time when Siuwen, Charmaine and I wanted to audition for our school's Hildan Superstar. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know how good I sing or how badly I sing. Cause most of the time I just mouth the words or lip sync. I had really horrible times in the past. Well not all are horrible. I rmb that time in primary school. I was on the phone with a friend. My used to be best friend. We sang S.H.E's song, the one that is like some tongue twister, but we didn't like make comments on each other's singing. Another time was I was watching this drama, you know, theme song, so I started being retarded and sang retardedly and was in the end scolded. I don't know literally or just what. So from then on, I didn't dare to sing in front of people. In the past, the only person I actually sang out loud to was my dad. I am always able to talk to my dad about somethings, but please, not everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time, I guess I have to try. No harm trying for everything right? I might become some laughing stock, but hey, at least I manage to muster up my courage to give myself a chance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really have no idea what it will go. So this period of time, I got to learn to sing out loud. I got to teach myself. I got to push myself. I got to do this for me. It's part of my dream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's next month. So i'm not sure yet. So I better not speak too much, cause it's easier said than done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-5651144247488439166?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/5651144247488439166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=5651144247488439166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/5651144247488439166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/5651144247488439166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/12/dreams-will-they-come-true.html' title='Dreams, will they come true?'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-7685250800440387246</id><published>2010-12-07T19:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T19:49:32.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories we made</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I have been watching Big Bang videos again. I just finish watching 2days 1night with Big Bang in it. Either I think too much or it's a normal thing to think of. From T.O.P, I slowly watched Big Bang videos, I'm inspired by them. Be it Big Bang, Ft Island, Super Junior or other korean/Chinese/American or any other groups/solo singers/actor or actresses, I believe the effort they put in are much more than what we see on television or online. It's amazing. My heart are touched by how much they put in. They put on a smile for their fans, but what do we really know about them? Many of us are like : "Omg. He or she is so hot! I love them so much!" But the fact is how much do we love them? As fans, we give them our support, we cheer for them, it's a support that is important to celebrities. It's a different support from friendship or kinship. Someday, I wish I could have those kind of relationship that they have in a band or group. It's really amazing, being there for each other, though each have their own activities. But when we come together as one, I believe that feeling is so heartwarming, no words can describe it. The fun we have together, the hardships we go through together and the support we have for each other. I'm envious. But it ain't always easy as it seems. Only people who endured and went through or are going through it will truly understand. We don't have to go through the extreme to see them or talk to them even though we really want to. Okay, I admit. Maybe some went through extremes just to do that and they succeed. But it's not how we go crazy drooling over them, but it's what they do that inspires us. Everyone of them inspired me through music, making my dream a target I would really want to aim for. Without them, I wouldn't know what the hell do I want to do with my life. Music inspired me, all of them inspired me, and now all that counts is the effort I put in to make that dream come true.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;xoxo,&lt;br/&gt;Kristabelle.&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-7685250800440387246?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/7685250800440387246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=7685250800440387246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/7685250800440387246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/7685250800440387246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/12/memories-we-made.html' title='Memories we made'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-831436377629732501</id><published>2010-12-05T20:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T20:34:58.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T.O.P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TPuFyng2J4I/AAAAAAAAB-I/B-WQZ4ul5cM/s1600/tumblr_lcuxd3gjEN1qah2jso1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TPuFyng2J4I/AAAAAAAAB-I/B-WQZ4ul5cM/s400/tumblr_lcuxd3gjEN1qah2jso1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547174470683600770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TPuFyng2J4I/AAAAAAAAB-I/B-WQZ4ul5cM/s1600/tumblr_lcuxd3gjEN1qah2jso1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why is T.O.P so charismatic?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Damn, why do i get so obsess with cute/hot/charismatic guys huh?! Especially famous ones. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's crazy. Heheee. I'm so lazy to  blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2nd December- Went to the 2AM fansign with Ayaka! Queue like 7 hours siol, at the end never get. But spam photos like mad. (I can't get the freaking photos on Facebook!) I'll post it soon k. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope tmr can go out. Btw, sorry for the short post. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;xoxo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kristabelle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-831436377629732501?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/831436377629732501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=831436377629732501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/831436377629732501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/831436377629732501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/12/why-is-t.html' title='T.O.P'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TPuFyng2J4I/AAAAAAAAB-I/B-WQZ4ul5cM/s72-c/tumblr_lcuxd3gjEN1qah2jso1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-8500269739111688129</id><published>2010-11-29T14:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T14:33:18.311+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bitch you get no love'/><title type='text'>Screw the world.</title><content type='html'>If there's no love in my heart, I would have fucking kill you 100000000 times. But there is love, so I only can kill you in my mind over and over again.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God reminds me of how much I love people I cherish. But fuck. The people whom I cherish, reminds me of how much I hate. Seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, you tell me to go and die. But I fucking don't give a damn. I bare with what you say. But the more you say. the more you fucking piss me off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the words you say, we are worst than dogs. We can't even be compared to dogs. Seriously, if we are dogs, what the fuck are you? A big fat dog? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't to be mean. But the way you treat us. We got to turn our survival mode on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck this. I don't give a shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-8500269739111688129?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/8500269739111688129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=8500269739111688129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/8500269739111688129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/8500269739111688129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/11/screw-world.html' title='Screw the world.'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-5957367044506125964</id><published>2010-11-29T01:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T02:11:32.125+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot like Oven Cold like Ice'/><title type='text'>I GOT BURNT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TPKbRLCSH7I/AAAAAAAAB-A/gAMwIP1zIE4/s1600/tumblr_lclvl8Ybis1qbbok4o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 392px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TPKbRLCSH7I/AAAAAAAAB-A/gAMwIP1zIE4/s400/tumblr_lclvl8Ybis1qbbok4o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544664810568949682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard there is going to be GDragon and T.O.P album! Omfg, that's frigging cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think today's MAMA was good, though I'm sure it's unfair. I think 2NE1, Big Bang, Miss A, 2PM, DJ DOC and Gummy are cool. At first it was frigging boring, but DJ DOC spiced it up a little, before 2PM took off their shirts and got me a little high, cuz when I turn to watch the tv, their performance ended. Then Big Bang got me jumping on my sofa! I think I can pull out my hair manzx! T.O.P is so HOT! So is GDragon and Taeyang! And omfg, I bet everyone saw Taeyang kiss Dara on her cheek! Haha (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry for not blogging much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh! I got my Ipod Touch 32GB! Yayness much? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really really want to thank my dad. Cuz I haven't been on good terms with my family, but now I'm really trying hard, cuz they mean alot to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few days ago. I couldn't sleep. I started to cry. And then something just pop in to my head and I started to type on my phone. I will type it out another time. It's really really long. Okay, I better go now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kristabelle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-5957367044506125964?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/5957367044506125964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=5957367044506125964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/5957367044506125964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/5957367044506125964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-got-burnt.html' title='I GOT BURNT.'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TPKbRLCSH7I/AAAAAAAAB-A/gAMwIP1zIE4/s72-c/tumblr_lclvl8Ybis1qbbok4o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-639623137945558115</id><published>2010-11-24T16:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T17:02:39.029+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ignite the light and let it shine~'/><title type='text'>Your heart will blow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;div class="post_title" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; font: normal normal bold 22px/normal Arial, Helvetica; line-height: 1.3; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 0px !important; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;BIEBER 30 DAYS CHALLENGE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 1 - Your favorite Justin Bieber song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 2 - Your first Justin Bieber concert&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 3 - Your favorite magazine cover of Justin Bieber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 4 - A Justin Bieber quote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 5 - Your least favorite Justin Bieber song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 6 - An extract from a Justin Bieber fanfic (I advise you to read Nessa’s…)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 7 - A picture of you &amp;amp; Justin Bieber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 8 - A picture of your room with Justin Bieber posters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 9 - Whatever tickles your fancy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 10 - Favorite photo of Justin Bieber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 11 - Favorite Justin Bieber music video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 12 - Favorite color Justin Bieber wears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 13 - Favorite Justin Bieber interview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 14 - Favorite Justin Bieber tweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 15 - A graphic you made/favorite graphic of Justin Bieber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 16 - Favorite Justin Bieber youtube video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 17 - Someone you became friends with over Justin Bieber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 18 - Your dream date with Justin Bieber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 19 - Your favorite thing about Justin Bieber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 20 - Favorite televised performance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 21 - Your favorite friend or family member of Justin Bieber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 22 - Favorite acoustic cover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 23 - Favorite piano cover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 24 - Something Justin Bieber did that made you think, “he would!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 25 - Photo of Justin Bieber sticking his tongue out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 26 - Favorite photo of Justin Bieber with a fan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 27 - A photo of Justin Bieber with another singer/celeb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 28 - What made you become a Justin Bieber fan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 29 - A photo of Justin Bieber you’re obsessed with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 30 - What Justin Bieber means to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#2- Sadly, none. But I hope he comes to SG next year!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;I'm frigging bored. I just finished reading Spirit Bound. I really can't wait for the next book manzx. I'm curious what will happen between Rose, Dimitri and Adrian. Who killed the queen? And  will Rose finally be found innocent? Will Lissa be part of the Royal court?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Many questions, and I'll have to continue waiting. I really hate waiting. Waiting for Vampire Diaries book and the show, waiting for the next book of Vampire Academy, House of Night and the immortals series! Wait wait wait. That's friggin annoying yeah know! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Tomorrow will be class 2H chalet. Yes! One night away from home. Not having my brother to bother me is a good thing. Recently, he's been a pain in the ass. Asking me about Maple, waking me up from my sweet dreams and practically annoying me with everything he could. I need a time out from home. Otherwise it will drive me totally insane. It's really breaking me down inside. I lose my temper easily everytime. I can't get pass it becuz it ain't that easy. It's like a love-hate relationship with my family. Everytime when my mood is good, things goes bad and ruin it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;I had been on Stomp. I saw the article about some China women killing bunnies. What-the-fuck? They think they can step on bunnies and sit on them? Seriously, where are their morals? It's just sick and disgusting to find out people actually ill-treat animals around the planet, to satisfy their insanity. They get the thrill out of it, but it's frigging gross. I really pray for the animals around the world that they will be loved and not treated as a target of abuse. I think people who ill-treat animals are just sick in the mind. Like, HELLO?! The bunnies are so frigging small and cute, and you use your disgusting ass to sit on it? And fuck you, you killed it. That's just horrible. I hope those people will be arrested before they go on a killing spree on those cute bunnies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;And about the Mas Selamat case. I didn't know he stayed in the Tampines area for sometime. And he dressed up as a woman? Like wtf? I rmb I received a funny email about Mas Selamat's escape. I can't believe he got his family into trouble for helping him. Like, who can be heartless enough to not help their family members when they are in trouble? It will be hard to be heartless enough to turn them in or something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Michael Buble is friggin cool (: And he's gonna get married soon.  Sometimes being famous can ruin lives or can even save lives. Hehee. Music makes the world goes round~ YAY! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Okay, I'm going to try download maple again!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;Kristabelle&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-639623137945558115?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/639623137945558115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=639623137945558115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/639623137945558115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/639623137945558115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/11/your-heart-will-blow.html' title='Your heart will blow'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-4623051241134336598</id><published>2010-11-24T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T00:24:25.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bieber 30days Challenge!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;div class="post_title" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; font: normal normal bold 22px/normal Arial, Helvetica; line-height: 1.3; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 0px !important; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;BIEBER 30 DAYS CHALLENGE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 1 - Your favorite Justin Bieber song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 2 - Your first Justin Bieber concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 3 - Your favorite magazine cover of Justin Bieber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 4 - A Justin Bieber quote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 5 - Your least favorite Justin Bieber song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 6 - An extract from a Justin Bieber fanfic (I advise you to read Nessa’s…)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 7 - A picture of you &amp;amp; Justin Bieber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 8 - A picture of your room with Justin Bieber posters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 9 - Whatever tickles your fancy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 10 - Favorite photo of Justin Bieber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 11 - Favorite Justin Bieber music video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 12 - Favorite color Justin Bieber wears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 13 - Favorite Justin Bieber interview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 14 - Favorite  Justin Bieber tweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 15 - A graphic you made/favorite graphic of Justin Bieber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 16 - Favorite Justin Bieber youtube video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 17 -  Someone you became friends with over Justin Bieber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 18 - Your dream date with Justin Bieber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 19 - Your favorite thing about Justin Bieber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 20 - Favorite televised performance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 21 - Your favorite friend or family member of Justin Bieber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 22 - Favorite acoustic cover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 23 - Favorite piano cover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 24 - Something Justin Bieber did that made you think, “he would!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 25 - Photo of Justin Bieber sticking his tongue out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 26 - Favorite photo of Justin Bieber with a fan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 27 - A photo of  Justin Bieber with another singer/celeb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 28 - What made you become a Justin Bieber fan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 29 - A photo of Justin Bieber you’re obsessed with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 30 - What Justin Bieber means to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;#1-My favorite Justin Bieber song is Overboard! (:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-4623051241134336598?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/4623051241134336598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=4623051241134336598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/4623051241134336598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/4623051241134336598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/11/bieber-30days-challenge.html' title='Bieber 30days Challenge!'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-8754467923709486667</id><published>2010-11-23T15:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T16:41:04.607+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Like falling stars over your head'/><title type='text'>Reality Check</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TOt-AFBi6YI/AAAAAAAAB94/LhcKEYfo97M/s1600/tumblr_lbix3xlBLl1qb5zb3o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TOt-AFBi6YI/AAAAAAAAB94/LhcKEYfo97M/s400/tumblr_lbix3xlBLl1qb5zb3o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542662306223286658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even if you have the sweetest dream, reality will come in and wake you up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's the hardest thing I learn today. I had a great, warm and fuzzy dream. I didn't want to wake up from it, but still, my brother woke me up. Everytime I have a great dream, my brother always wake me up. That's insane k.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm downloading maple now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kristabelle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-8754467923709486667?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/8754467923709486667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=8754467923709486667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/8754467923709486667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/8754467923709486667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/11/reality-check.html' title='Reality Check'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TOt-AFBi6YI/AAAAAAAAB94/LhcKEYfo97M/s72-c/tumblr_lbix3xlBLl1qb5zb3o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-1839203468770218628</id><published>2010-11-22T18:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T19:36:25.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's random post list of 20</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TOpSrzfsAhI/AAAAAAAAB9w/bKsa0317Jt8/s1600/tumblr_lc9w8hfLB01qel48xo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TOpSrzfsAhI/AAAAAAAAB9w/bKsa0317Jt8/s400/tumblr_lc9w8hfLB01qel48xo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542333203943784978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TOpSrpL90dI/AAAAAAAAB9o/bzlz8nbEMJo/s1600/tumblr_lc9y3tcsEK1qb7zo6o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TOpSrpL90dI/AAAAAAAAB9o/bzlz8nbEMJo/s400/tumblr_lc9y3tcsEK1qb7zo6o1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542333201176711634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TOpSrv29DQI/AAAAAAAAB9g/ze1VdMqyKCk/s1600/tumblr_lc9v1y93Ry1qao1tto1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TOpSrv29DQI/AAAAAAAAB9g/ze1VdMqyKCk/s400/tumblr_lc9v1y93Ry1qao1tto1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542333202967629058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Don't judge others.&lt;br /&gt;2. Because everybody is so judgmental, nothing good comes out of it.&lt;br /&gt;3. Don't spread some random rumors that you frigging make up.&lt;br /&gt;4. People only hate or love people that much when they are famous. They become your topic of discussion.&lt;br /&gt;‎5. Don't wait for things to happen, make things happen.&lt;br /&gt;6. Homer Simpson and Peter Griffin is so cool and both of them got twitter.&lt;br /&gt;7. Secondhand Serenade is so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;8. Peter Griffin just twittered: PeterGriffin Peter Griffin that young lady Justin Beaver is doing amazing.. Strange name tho for a young lady&lt;br /&gt;9. And : anyone know if justin bieber is a lesbian?&lt;br /&gt;10. Harry Potter actor Daniel Radcliffevoiced the cartoon parody of Twilight’s Edward Cullen, on “The Simpsons”.&lt;br /&gt;11. I just followed Peter Griffin, Lois Griffin, Stewie Griffin and Brian Griffin on Twitter.&lt;br /&gt;12. One will always be hungry. Hunger will only be satisfied for a short period of time.&lt;br /&gt;13. I can't wait for 2H class chalet.&lt;br /&gt;14. Justin Bieber won 4 awards @ the AMA! :D&lt;br /&gt;15. This is so random.&lt;br /&gt;16. I'm going to watch the simpsons.&lt;br /&gt;17. I'm so hungry~!&lt;br /&gt;18. I wanna watch the AMA&lt;br /&gt;19. I don't know where to watch.&lt;br /&gt;20. BYEEEEE. xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-1839203468770218628?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/1839203468770218628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=1839203468770218628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/1839203468770218628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/1839203468770218628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/11/todays-random-post-list-of-20.html' title='Today&apos;s random post list of 20'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TOpSrzfsAhI/AAAAAAAAB9w/bKsa0317Jt8/s72-c/tumblr_lc9w8hfLB01qel48xo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-3401538685821814980</id><published>2010-11-17T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T23:40:56.037+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Even brighter than the moon moon moon'/><title type='text'>Boom Boom Boom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TOP2RqxaqDI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/d7nFX0h7rrg/s1600/tumblr_lbzkpueYWL1qaobbko1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TOP2RqxaqDI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/d7nFX0h7rrg/s400/tumblr_lbzkpueYWL1qaobbko1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540542749995608114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tomorrw will be a new beginning.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TOP2RqxaqDI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/d7nFX0h7rrg/s1600/tumblr_lbzkpueYWL1qaobbko1_500.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TOP2Q4XCM5I/AAAAAAAAB9I/nnhvqnH0eok/s400/tumblr_lbysvj3sew1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 278px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540542736463180690" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cherish every chance that you have.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TOP2Ra6I5EI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/nzzW7ayB46k/s1600/tumblr_lbysjkf9bO1qbpwzeo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TOP2Ra6I5EI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/nzzW7ayB46k/s400/tumblr_lbysjkf9bO1qbpwzeo1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540542745737225282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;You have got to understand.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TOP2QlqPmRI/AAAAAAAAB9A/KF5WF577Hkc/s1600/tumblr_laa6p4DBtW1qc2igeo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 391px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TOP2QlqPmRI/AAAAAAAAB9A/KF5WF577Hkc/s400/tumblr_laa6p4DBtW1qc2igeo1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540542731443476754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TOP2QlqPmRI/AAAAAAAAB9A/KF5WF577Hkc/s1600/tumblr_laa6p4DBtW1qc2igeo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;One day, there will be this guy who does everything on the list with you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;xoxo,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Kristabelle.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;-Gonna paint my nails for tmr now. Bye!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-3401538685821814980?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/3401538685821814980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=3401538685821814980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/3401538685821814980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/3401538685821814980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/11/boom-boom-boom.html' title='Boom Boom Boom'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TOP2RqxaqDI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/d7nFX0h7rrg/s72-c/tumblr_lbzkpueYWL1qaobbko1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-2442486932563776647</id><published>2010-11-17T22:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T23:31:13.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The world behind my wall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TOPxO0hblTI/AAAAAAAAB8o/3ivp3iEIBG4/s400/tumblr_lbvzbnKTpw1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540537203515168050" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just give me one more day, just today.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I feel like I have been shutting myself out from the world. It's like I have no interest in texting anymore. Cause there's not a reason or a motivation for me to text. (I'm trying to get over it and get back to the world where I'm suppose to belong.)  I'm never going to build a wall around myself anymore, it feels so lonely and it hurts. I'm going to open my heart again. Open my heart to the world, I'm not going to say out some retarded stuff nor any crap stuff that would hurt people. (That I'll try.) I should also be more outspoken, shiver less infront of people that make me nervous and be happy with everyone around me. I won't say things I don't mean at all. I'm planning a change in myself. It starts with myself.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TOPxPGUQZVI/AAAAAAAAB8w/TzJGQOwcWEs/s400/tumblr_lbzkoff4x61qaobbko1_500.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540537208291747154" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really, really don't know anymore. I thought I recently got over it. But then, that feeling hit me again. But I'm determine to get over it, cause it isn't worth it anymore. Not worth the pain, and yes, I wouldn't make that same mistake again. I'm going to make t&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mr the brand new day. The day that I really make a stand in my heart, to say "Hey, world. Thanks for the welcome party. I'm totally over it. I'm the new me, the confident person. Not that shy lil' girl you saw the other day. I'm not going back, not turning back." It's not worth it to be all upset over a somebody who don't give a shit about you. So it's time to move on. It's the getting over him, not the getting use to the life without him. Don't give up the world for just a tree. I just hope that person will stay happy. Hell, I'm sure that person would. So I should too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TOPxP8ydK6I/AAAAAAAAB84/yGbXZc2WXzQ/s400/tumblr_lbzac0wl6y1qbmosxo1_500.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 295px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540537222913928098" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not going to let anyone fuck up my life more than it is right now. You don't let lil' bitches or lil' assholes screw up your life. If you want to screw up your life, you screw it yourself and hell, you have better got to fix it yourself too. We don't live in a box anymore, not the innocent days where you stay or move wherever you are, people won't get you involve in any drama. Now you just stare, all hell breaks loose. People starts slashing you. You don't even know what the hell is going on. So don't let that shit happen to you. It's just wasting your whole life. If life after death is real, then it's like pressing the restart button, but you just don't know where you would land.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;End of story. Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-2442486932563776647?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/2442486932563776647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=2442486932563776647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/2442486932563776647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/2442486932563776647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/11/world-behind-my-wall.html' title='The world behind my wall'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TOPxO0hblTI/AAAAAAAAB8o/3ivp3iEIBG4/s72-c/tumblr_lbvzbnKTpw1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-401643802704073297</id><published>2010-11-13T00:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T01:12:01.643+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I close my eyes and pray for everyone I love and I also pray for everybody in the world.'/><title type='text'>Pray</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="500" height="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pd4EwKVaZow?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pd4EwKVaZow?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ohh Ohh Ohh .. and I pray&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I just cant sleep tonight.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Knowing that things aint right.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Its in the papers, its on the tv, its everywhere that I go.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Children are crying.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Soldiers are dying&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Some people don't have a home&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But I know there's sunshine behind that rain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know there's good times behind that pain, hey&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Can you tell me how I can make a change&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I close my eyes and I can see a better day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I close my eyes and pray&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I close my eyes and I can see a better day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I close my eyes and pray&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I lose my appetite, knowing kids starve tonight.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And when I sit up, cause my dinner is still on my plate.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ooo I got a vision, to make a difference.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And its starting today.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cause I know there's sunshine behind that rain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know there's good times behind that pain, hey&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Haven`t tell me how I can make a change&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I close my eyes and I can see a better day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I close my eyes and pray&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I close my eyes and I can see a better day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I close my eyes and pray&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;For the broken-hearted.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I pray for the life not started&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I pray for all the ones not breathing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I pray for all the souls in need.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I pray. Can you give em one today.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I just cant sleep tonight&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Can someone tell how to make a change?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I close my eyes and I can see a better day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I close my eyes and pray&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I close my eyes and I can see a better day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I close my eyes and I pray&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I pray ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I close my eyes and pray ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TN1vsFf02GI/AAAAAAAAB8A/c5NGxGxpJTs/s400/tumblr_lbrshmuKed1qeelp6o1_500.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538705919916169314" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Justin Bieber&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TN1vsmFKakI/AAAAAAAAB8I/8uK6CjPwJho/s400/tumblr_lbrgxwmUc21qao1tto1_500.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 393px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538705928662706754" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Justin Bieber x2 &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TN1vP6S-d1I/AAAAAAAAB7w/_mBwq5US-Jo/s400/tumblr_lbkrd4ltwm1qe6ksqo1_500.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538705435873146706" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Justin Bieber x3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TN1vO9G3HjI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/GgsMBE9grFw/s400/tumblr_lbdsj89ZT71qd8grqo1_500.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 328px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538705419447770674" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Justin Bieber x4&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TN1vPHo-RyI/AAAAAAAAB7g/zQP6swYgMMk/s400/tumblr_lbepabyVA11qdmt1fo1_500.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 368px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538705422275200802" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Justin Bieber x5&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I think he's new song, Pray is awesome! (: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Downloaded it alr :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;JUSTIN BIEBER IS SO ADORABLE :DDDDDDDD&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TN1vte3AfPI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/tWRowHoNHFU/s400/tumblr_lbs4tmm6v71qe52bwo1_500.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538705943904156914" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Awwwww!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TN1vtz6AOLI/AAAAAAAAB8g/JEdNiunhbXk/s400/tumblr_lbrneyXQwV1qbpwzeo1_500.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538705949553866930" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I won't wait for you forever.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TN1vs8AwZoI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/Zv3i3O0WokQ/s1600/tumblr_lbrlm19Yuu1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TN1vs8AwZoI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/Zv3i3O0WokQ/s400/tumblr_lbrlm19Yuu1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538705934549804674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Probably&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  Awesome Friday. Met up with Ayaka and Teri @ McDonald's to talk. But Ayaka ended up translating stuff for the band and me and Teri was just playing around. We were playing Nintendo Dogs and calling one of the dogs Ayaka. (Haha, just kidding uhhh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  So, after Teri had to go to school, Ayaka and I went shopping at T1 Diva and at Bugis Street. Wonderful shopping time with Ayaka, although we spent alot of money. Sadly, I spent all my Ipod savings away becuz of Hildan Swing &gt;:( And new clothes. Grahhhh! Damn it, why are clothings so attractive. I WANT MY IPOD A.S.A.P! (Faggotland!!!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  Can't believe Vampire Diaries S2 Episode 10 is only coming out on the 2nd of December! Thanksgiving , aye? Geez! :/ I don't know what to watch, manzx. Like it's so boring. Tmr have to go back to school for Open House. &gt;:( 8am, so I better sleep soon! I love spamming photos on Tumblr. It's so cool and fantastic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;x&lt;/i&gt;o&lt;i&gt;x&lt;/i&gt;o,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kristabelle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Peaceout yoooo- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Don't go to faggotland, it's too faggotty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-401643802704073297?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/401643802704073297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=401643802704073297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/401643802704073297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/401643802704073297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/11/pray.html' title='Pray'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TN1vsFf02GI/AAAAAAAAB8A/c5NGxGxpJTs/s72-c/tumblr_lbrshmuKed1qeelp6o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-4589245340665704226</id><published>2010-11-11T20:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T20:28:26.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ipod Nano 5th Generation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNvhRGXHbuI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/3WXjHDE-0gA/s1600/img-thing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNvhRGXHbuI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/3WXjHDE-0gA/s400/img-thing.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538267850663751394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I don't give a fuck anymore. I'm so going to get that Pink Ipod Nano A.S.A.P. (: Either tmr or next week. I can't spend anymore fugging time thinking about it like a crazy lil' bitch and not have it. Pffft. I'm not myself today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;x&lt;/i&gt;o&lt;i&gt;x&lt;/i&gt;o,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kristabelle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-4589245340665704226?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/4589245340665704226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=4589245340665704226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/4589245340665704226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/4589245340665704226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/11/ipod-nano-5th-generation.html' title='Ipod Nano 5th Generation'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNvhRGXHbuI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/3WXjHDE-0gA/s72-c/img-thing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-9210231528011664250</id><published>2010-11-10T23:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T03:05:29.689+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your love was a lie and I hate lies as much as liars'/><title type='text'>Pictures speaks a thousand language</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNrRRGuaY4I/AAAAAAAAB5o/ScaG3UcDR3M/s400/tumblr_lah6o77Ltz1qdua0uo1_500.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537968783598707586" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sure, I don't know how to tell you how I feel right now.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNrR3EJUr-I/AAAAAAAAB6o/qfDOrSSMZsw/s400/tumblr_lbnk0kB34z1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537969435741302754" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes, you there. When I close my eyes, all I think about was you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNrR4BJk1aI/AAAAAAAAB6w/ROE093mUcQ8/s400/tumblr_lbodhoWRbf1qd8grqo1_500.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 351px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537969452116923810" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your smile.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNrR2sFkWVI/AAAAAAAAB6g/28wYOnwtALE/s400/tumblr_lbminoa3hp1qaqy7eo1_400%2B%25281%2529.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537969429283101010" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your awesome-ness.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNrRTzoPC9I/AAAAAAAAB6I/ISYsUd-6fEc/s400/tumblr_lblxh3ANDa1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537968830012132306" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes, it's affecting me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNrRSElfyrI/AAAAAAAAB5w/LNFKoqxBgk8/s1600/tumblr_lbi3cgEotS1qeu9xzo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 189px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNrRSElfyrI/AAAAAAAAB5w/LNFKoqxBgk8/s400/tumblr_lbi3cgEotS1qeu9xzo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537968800204311218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Baby, you're like fireworks to me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNrRTncJ17I/AAAAAAAAB6A/gmgUqymv_NI/s400/tumblr_lblx2yzN431qbpwzeo1_500.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537968826740234162" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Those fireworks are just so strong, it blows me off.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNrR18v75bI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/fgvvv-ZjcNQ/s400/tumblr_lbnfdhxA981qbpwzeo1_500.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537969416575903154" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Things will definitely be better, as long as we work hard towards it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNrR061ZivI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/DPqkUSizQGY/s400/tumblr_lbm5jmdXhg1qcq7eko1_500.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537969398882077426" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes, laugh your hearts out, while you can.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, yes. Hello. I'm blogging now. (: I couldn't push myself to read on my diary. Cuz I forgot what the hell happened within the past month, so I don't remember what I need to write. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Finished Still, Marry Me kdrama alr (: KIM BEOM is totally cute! (Why do actors/singers guys have to be so adorable? Especially their smiles! When they smile, your hearts melt like sugar in hot water!) It's kind of weird. I think I have a weird thing going on. But I don't care anymore.  I think adorable guys with  heart-melting smiles are awesome. (Justin Bieber, Hongki, Kim Beom, Hee-chul, T.O.P(He's more of the cool, OMG-HOT smile guy), G-Dragon, Zac Efron, Nick Jonas, Joe Jonas, Show Luo and plenty more.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm saving! And I actually saved some money! I'm pretty proud of myself! :D I'm going to buy clothings and stuff that I want soonz! I want a straw hat! Definitely must! It's amazing and adorable. (: I need a wallet, bag and Ipod soon! Otherwise I'll die manzx. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I swear formspring is weird. Anonymous questions are like WTF? Thanks for the compliments (I'm tired of denying and being called living in self-denial, but whatever. Say what you want, peepo. And I can think whatever I want) and weird questions that I don't even want to reply, but I did. (I like the JB picture. HAHAHA. Okayokay, I think I better chill.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNrZfVUfJdI/AAAAAAAAB64/UGWgeN2iQcI/s1600/FS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNrZfVUfJdI/AAAAAAAAB64/UGWgeN2iQcI/s400/FS.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537977824127690194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;See what I mean?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's just creepy. But I think I know who asked. :/ Nevermind. Anyways. I'm pretty confused with what I'm suppose to do. It always happens after finishing a drama. I get really bored and just space out like a weirdo. Pffft. What a joke manzx. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I really wanna go out soon! (: Yay! Maybe tomorrow with Ayaka. I'm not sure. Who knows what the hell will happen tomorrow. Its a cool feeling to anticipate what is coming next in life. But it's best just to go and get things going instead of waiting for things to happen in life. Isn't it? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, I think I better sleep soon. Getting a major headache alr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;x&lt;/i&gt;o&lt;i&gt;x&lt;/i&gt;o,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kristabelle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*See the beauty in yourself. Love yourself more. Don't let people treat you badly. Cause you know yourself best. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-9210231528011664250?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/9210231528011664250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=9210231528011664250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/9210231528011664250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/9210231528011664250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/11/pictures-speaks-thousand-language.html' title='Pictures speaks a thousand language'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNrRRGuaY4I/AAAAAAAAB5o/ScaG3UcDR3M/s72-c/tumblr_lah6o77Ltz1qdua0uo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-6971232761285241951</id><published>2010-11-08T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T23:23:22.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I wish hard upon a star that I can start all over again'/><title type='text'>Give me a break!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNgNylURLkI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/rMrT0QiHebo/s400/tumblr_lbjy74HkvH1qde91no1_500.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 317px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537190904513769026" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes, stop being a pussy. Everyone has to get over their heartbreak.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNgNz3LIzVI/AAAAAAAAB5g/AUmyRv-ImwY/s1600/tumblr_lbhn0olshP1qaobbko1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNgNz3LIzVI/AAAAAAAAB5g/AUmyRv-ImwY/s400/tumblr_lbhn0olshP1qaobbko1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537190926487178578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But sometimes, people can't be trusted and without knowing, they'll pull the trigger on you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNgNyGs9ByI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/vXuDVMgNdCI/s1600/tumblr_lbkd34zmHz1qb5mlvo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNgNyGs9ByI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/vXuDVMgNdCI/s400/tumblr_lbkd34zmHz1qb5mlvo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537190896295806754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm overboard and I need your love, cuz I can't swim alone.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes, I haven't go school. I can't go school. But ended up going out just now. I made my dad go see Ipod Nano and Ipod Touch. So ended up talking about Iphone 4. But cannot confirm yet. ): Geez! How long do I have to fugging wait? I think I'll either just go along with a pink 16GB Ipod nano that cost $228 or Ipod Classic @ $388. In fact, I think I will get none of them, judging by everything. WTH. (I shall save up then decide myself.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Seriously. This few days is like SHIT. I'm back to hating my life like forever. Nothing is right, it's in a pile of shit. There are somethings I fugging want so badly. And many complaints to my life that I want to submit. I want my life to be better, who doesn't? But well, some people are super lucky to be living the life they want. And me? I try to love my life more, try my best to appreciate it, then the next day, things changes, I hate it. I hate this kind of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dear God, I just want to reach out to you.I'm overboard and I need your love to pull me back me. It's like I'm drowning without your love. Please be my lifesaver. Help me clear my head and think. Help me start to realize the importance of everything. Help me to start a great future. I really want a better future. In Jesus' name I pray, Amen.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wish I was an American teenager. A teenager who gets whatever she wants and has a great supportive family to give her the love and care she needs. She wouldn't ask for anything else more than that. If there was life after life, I would love to live the way I want to. I wish upon a star for that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I miss everything in the past. I wouldn't say anything much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;x&lt;/i&gt;o&lt;i&gt;x&lt;/i&gt;o,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kristabelle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-6971232761285241951?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/6971232761285241951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=6971232761285241951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/6971232761285241951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/6971232761285241951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/11/give-me-break.html' title='Give me a break!'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNgNylURLkI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/rMrT0QiHebo/s72-c/tumblr_lbjy74HkvH1qde91no1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-5120047957111548597</id><published>2010-11-07T23:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T00:27:31.101+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love the way you smile it&apos;s smexy'/><title type='text'>I'm stuck in the moment with you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNbHCWuxIfI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/pqOf8lgNgY4/s400/tumblr_lbh5pabvot1qe9u83o1_1280.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536831635174007282" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He's my inspiration, an idol and a kid who has just begun living his dream.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes, Justin Bieber inspires me. He's the one who make me smiles just by seeing some of his video. (This weird behavior started recently.) But for so long, I never felt happier than today. It's like every since I got ill, I didn't go school, I got this time for me to cool down, forget whoever I need to forget and learn that I got to move on. (Obviously not move on to Justin Bieber, but yeah, you get what I am trying to say?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm sorry to those who visit my blog. (I don't know who the hell visits my blog, cause it seems so dead!) I'm not a crazy fan of Bieber. Neither do I include him in all of my posts. Maybe the recent ones, but not every posts! Hey, I admire and love other artists too. So lets just be fair. I like to post about whoever, I post about whoever, k? (I'm just arguing with myself. :/)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNbJZmv6-6I/AAAAAAAAB4Y/oruEL5REEMA/s400/tumblr_lbg766NCEk1qbvabro1_500.gif" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536834233634061218" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(The gif is not working!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't wait for Justin Bieber: Never Say Never movie! And Kung Fu Panda 2!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And all the awesome movies that are coming out! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Heehee, just now had a Sunday-Family-Movie-Outing. MEGAMIND 3D! Awesome. Though I thought the movie was just okay (: I want to watch Legend Of The Guardians: The Owls Of Ga'hoole 3D and HP7. :DDD (Not so much of the HP7 part)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNbRoN9UUiI/AAAAAAAAB4g/VSlMbb6Gkr8/s400/tumblr_lbiu1m3Huo1qed7iwo1_500.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536843280770421282" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Watched the special episode of Hannah Montana Forever! It's shyt funny kay. Rico, Jackson and the girl..... I love Miley's songs. I really do love her songs! (: I think she's awesome too. I love the song I'll Always Remember You. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TAYLOR SWIFT IS AWESOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SELENA GOMEZ IS AWESOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DEMI LOVATO IS AWESOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NINA DOBREV IS AWESOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;USHER IS AWESOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BRUNO MARS IS AWESOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HONGKI IS AWESOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HEECHUL IS AWESOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HYUNJOONG IS AWESOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PARK SHIN HYE IS AWESOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SHIN MIN AH IS AWESOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DARA IS AWESOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;RAINIE YANG IS AWESOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;QIAOEN IS AWESOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MINGDAO IS AWESOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FAHRENHEIT IS AWESOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MANY MANY MANY OF THEM ARE OH-SO-AWEOME! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THERE'S JUST TOO MANY TO NAME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNbRoAmhIeI/AAAAAAAAB4o/GbNHZY0OL4E/s400/tumblr_lbi0422CQm1qzgwqyo1_500.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536843277185130978" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-5120047957111548597?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/5120047957111548597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=5120047957111548597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/5120047957111548597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/5120047957111548597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-stuck-in-moment-with-you.html' title='I&apos;m stuck in the moment with you'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNbHCWuxIfI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/pqOf8lgNgY4/s72-c/tumblr_lbh5pabvot1qe9u83o1_1280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-4629120117419178875</id><published>2010-11-07T03:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T03:23:49.660+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stuck in the moment with you'/><title type='text'>You got me falling so in love with you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNWqp3otC-I/AAAAAAAAB4I/00Q15aFQ8K4/s1600/Taylor_swift_Blend__by_LaughingOuutLoud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 346px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNWqp3otC-I/AAAAAAAAB4I/00Q15aFQ8K4/s400/Taylor_swift_Blend__by_LaughingOuutLoud.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536518953207925730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amazing, just the way you are.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously love my &lt;a href="http://drowninginyour-love.tumblr.com/"&gt;Tumblr&lt;/a&gt; , my &lt;a href="http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blogger&lt;/a&gt;, my &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/KristabellePoh"&gt;Youtube&lt;/a&gt;, my &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=598409494"&gt;Facebook &lt;/a&gt;and my &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/KristabellePoh"&gt;Twitter&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/5489111860669685397-4629120117419178875?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/4629120117419178875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=4629120117419178875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/4629120117419178875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/4629120117419178875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/11/you-got-me-falling-so-in-love-with-you.html' title='You got me falling so in love with you'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNWqp3otC-I/AAAAAAAAB4I/00Q15aFQ8K4/s72-c/Taylor_swift_Blend__by_LaughingOuutLoud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-2963597009476555681</id><published>2010-11-07T00:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T00:37:20.129+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;ll wait on you forever'/><title type='text'>You're my life saver</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNWDuRkynAI/AAAAAAAAB4A/oA-m7gYs9nk/s1600/I_heart_Taylor_Swift_by_Lady_Independent.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 397px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNWDuRkynAI/AAAAAAAAB4A/oA-m7gYs9nk/s400/I_heart_Taylor_Swift_by_Lady_Independent.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536476147936828418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cuz baby, you smile I smile.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eeeep! I'm so excited for EMA, I just can't wait. I'm just waiting to see who win the awards! I hope those people I voted wins! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today's post will be short cause nothing much happened except HFMD. I'm just chilling and watching Hannah Montana season 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;x&lt;/i&gt;o&lt;i&gt;x&lt;/i&gt;o,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kristabelle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;b&gt;Peaceee, yo!&lt;/b&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-2963597009476555681?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/2963597009476555681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=2963597009476555681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/2963597009476555681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/2963597009476555681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/11/youre-my-life-saver.html' title='You&apos;re my life saver'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNWDuRkynAI/AAAAAAAAB4A/oA-m7gYs9nk/s72-c/I_heart_Taylor_Swift_by_Lady_Independent.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-81771296177835917</id><published>2010-11-05T22:43:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T01:50:02.005+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I got Bieber Fever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On our way back down to Earth'/><title type='text'>You smile and I'll smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNQiAYW55MI/AAAAAAAAB34/nEmSlxvVo6I/s1600/Fun_with_the_fireworks_setting_by_AmaryllisHakatri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNQiAYW55MI/AAAAAAAAB34/nEmSlxvVo6I/s400/Fun_with_the_fireworks_setting_by_AmaryllisHakatri.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536087231879046338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNQiAPbOySI/AAAAAAAAB3w/mZ1sOm5Jf2w/s1600/ba15c9d49c5da634df7db25f0eaa0db7-d2zuaze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNQiAPbOySI/AAAAAAAAB3w/mZ1sOm5Jf2w/s400/ba15c9d49c5da634df7db25f0eaa0db7-d2zuaze.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536087229481273634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It fills the air&lt;br /&gt;And I fall in love with you all over again&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, you're the light that faced the sun in my world&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have this common problem. I'm a super lagger. When people like a certain celeb, I won't like that celeb. (Depends.) And people loses interest in that celeb, I gain interest in that celeb. I got this cranky problem. But I don't mind. It's me, it's what I like, it's who I am and I ain't going to change for anyone unless it's a crime or something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Ever since I got that 39 degrees fever, the day after, I went online to youtube to watch videos, I end up with all the Justin Bieber videos. Hey, I'm not those crazy fans who wants him all to myself to do God knows what. I just think he's cool. HELLO, he's like one year older than me and plus, he lived his dreams through the help of youtube and fans. He is talented, and he learnt most of those skills himself. (I'm learning, but I'm having difficulties. I wonder how he does it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams; Something that we dream to have or something we want to be. However, dreams have to be close to reality. Otherwise a dream would always be a dream. As long as we have the dream in our heart, fight hard for it, I believe we will get to where we want to be. It's a tough road, but we gotta get to where our dreams are. It's what we live for. And to be able to live with no regrets, we got to reach that dream of ours. Nothing last forever, so we have to grab the opportunity. Life may seems long, but time flies, we'll never know what happens next.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dang! I hate how addicted to Justin Bieber's song I am. I really love the lyrics and beat. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someday, I wish I would be able to live my dream. And my inspiration would be from all of my idols, cause I love them for who they are, how they fulfilled their dreams and made it to the path they want to go. (It freaks me out, the fact that he got over 5mil over followers on twitter.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really curious who will Elena Glibert will choose. Damon or Stefan. I wish she didn't need to choose. Cause both of them are good. Purely good. No matter how evil Damon made himself to be. Stefan loves Elena. Elena loves Stefan. Damon loves Elena. It's just complicated. Damon shouldn't compel Elena to forget that he told her he loves her. Nobody likes their mind to be mess with. ): It's just sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to apologize to Taylor Swift for not being able to buy her album yet. But I want to congratulate her on the sales of her album! A million albums in a week! Oh gosh, Taylor, you're seriously gorgeous! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;*I see your name on facebook. Everything comes back. I'm missing you again When I'm about to forget you, you never fail to appear, to remind me of the pain. The pain, that isn't worth for me to feel, but which I can't help not to feel. I wonder why. Im going to forget you, somehow, no matter what.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt; x&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;x&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;o,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kristabelle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-PEACE, YO-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That Should Be Me lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Everybody's laughing in my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Rumors spreading 'bout this other guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Do you do what you did, what you did with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Does he love you the way I can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Did you forget all the plans that you made with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;'Cause baby, I didn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That should be me holding your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That should be me making you laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That should be me, this is so sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That should be me, that should be me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That should be me feeling your kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That should be me buying you gifts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This is so wrong, I can't go on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;'Til you believe that that should be me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That should be me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;You said you needed a little time for my mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It's funny how you use that time to have me replaced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Did you think that I wouldn't see you out at the movies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Whatcha doing to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;You're taken' him where we used to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Now if you're trying to break my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It's working 'cause you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That, that should be me holding your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That should be me making you laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That should be me, this is so sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That should be me, that should be me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That should be me feeling your kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That should be me buying you gifts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This is so wrong, I can't go on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;'Til you believe that should be me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I need to know should I fight for our love or disown?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It's getting harder to shield this pain in my heart, ooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That should be me holding your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That should be me making you laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That should be me, this is so sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That should be me, that should be me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That should be me feeling your kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That should be me buying you gifts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This is so wrong, I can't go on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;'Til you believe that that should be me, ooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Holding your hand, that should be me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The one making you laugh, oh baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Oh, that should be me, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That should be me, giving you flowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That should be me, talking for hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That should be me, that should be me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That should be me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Never should've let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I never should've let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That should be me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Never should've let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That should be me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Never should've let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Never should've let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That should be me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-81771296177835917?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/81771296177835917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=81771296177835917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/81771296177835917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/81771296177835917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/11/you-smile-and-ill-smile.html' title='You smile and I&apos;ll smile'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TNQiAYW55MI/AAAAAAAAB34/nEmSlxvVo6I/s72-c/Fun_with_the_fireworks_setting_by_AmaryllisHakatri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-7672990034100822887</id><published>2010-11-05T12:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T13:55:23.702+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You smile I smile'/><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>I can sense that 2011 will be an interesting year. Though there is O'levels. (So I'm going to start studying after I recover from this stupid illness.)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Justin Bieber's new album (After he had hit puberty, will he not sound like a girl anymore? And will people stop calling him gay and stop all the stupid criticism? I know everyone wouldn't like people calling them shit stuff they don't like to hear either. But just focus on the people you love and people who loves you, don't let the haters get to you.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Justin Bieber's 3D documentary movie on 11 February (&lt;a href="http://www.okmagazine.com/2010/10/watch-justin-bieber-never-say-never-movie-trailer/"&gt;Justin Bieber: Never say never&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Breaking Dawn Part 1 (Grahhh, its in November, right? Geez)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lots of movie coming out and movie sequels. (I'm not sure. Sometimes some info on the net cheat my feelings.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How are things going to be in school next year?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Will there still be the kpop wave?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Which singers will raise up in greater fame and what new singers will raise up in fame for their songs?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What other products will Apple come up with?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;O'levels.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, that was friggin' random. Hahaha (: But anyways, I hope 2011 will be a good start!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-7672990034100822887?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/7672990034100822887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=7672990034100822887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/7672990034100822887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/7672990034100822887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/11/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-8546234652278276196</id><published>2010-11-05T11:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T11:16:59.956+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don&apos;t say yes run away now'/><title type='text'>Dang!</title><content type='html'>Fever over 39 degrees, I don't mind.  Headache, I don't mind. Body ache all over, I don't mind.&lt;div&gt;But now that I have got rashes and sorethroat, this brings it to whole new level of I so freaking mind that now I suspect I got Hand, Foot and Mouth Disease. AGAIN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really hate how sickness can spread in the family so fast. Once my brother gets ill. The next will be me. If my parents immune system are strong enough, they won't get it. It just sucks big time. Thanks bro. -.- (Hopefully I can skip school on Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday to skip all that hateful tests, some which I do not know of.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life sucks man. No matter how positive I want to look towards life. It still sucks big times to  me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-8546234652278276196?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/8546234652278276196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=8546234652278276196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/8546234652278276196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/8546234652278276196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/11/dang.html' title='Dang!'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-8149688299791648453</id><published>2010-11-04T23:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T00:23:47.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This time I&apos;ll let you go cause you ain&apos;t worth my time to be wasted on'/><title type='text'>EMA 2010!</title><content type='html'>I'm so excited, and I have already voted for all my favorite artists (at least I made it on time to vote for them.) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday @ 9PM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I right? Cause the web says 7 November. But on MTV Asia it says 8 November. I'm kind of confused,  but nevermind, I won't miss it no matter what! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suddenly like the song Overboard by Justin Bieber and Jessica Jarrell. Its sounds freaking nice! :D I was reading youtube stories, A Justin Bieber Story (Friction, of course). Heehee (: I love reading, I read until the episode where the writer stopped. Waiting for the next episode! :DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Every singers have their haters. I don't know why, but seeing how they disses about them, its kind of sad, don't you think? I think every singer deserves respect. Probably people disses about them cause they are jealous, and you dis about them cause they are popular enough for you to dis about. Cheers for Music! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Overboard&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jessica)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It feels like we've been out at sea, whoa&lt;br /&gt;So back and forth that's how it seems, whoa&lt;br /&gt;And when I wanna talk you say to me&lt;br /&gt;That if it's meant to be it will be&lt;br /&gt;Whoa oh no&lt;br /&gt;So crazy is this thing we call love&lt;br /&gt;And now that we've got it we just can't give up&lt;br /&gt;I'm reaching out for you&lt;br /&gt;Got me out here in the water&lt;br /&gt;And I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm overboard&lt;br /&gt;And I need your love&lt;br /&gt;Pull me up&lt;br /&gt;I can't swim on my own&lt;br /&gt;It's too much&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I'm drowning without your love&lt;br /&gt;So throw yourself out to me&lt;br /&gt;My lifesaver&lt;br /&gt;(Lifesaver, oh lifesaver)&lt;br /&gt;My lifesaver&lt;br /&gt;(Lifesaver, oh lifesaver)&lt;br /&gt;Whoa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Justin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I never understood you when you'd say, whoa&lt;br /&gt;Wanted me to meet you halfway, whoa&lt;br /&gt;Felt like I was doing my part&lt;br /&gt;You kept thinking you were coming up short&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how things change cause now I see&lt;br /&gt;Oh whoa&lt;br /&gt;So crazy is this thing we call love&lt;br /&gt;And now that we've got it we just can't give up&lt;br /&gt;I'm reaching out for you&lt;br /&gt;Got me out here in the water&lt;br /&gt;And I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm overboard (overboard)&lt;br /&gt;And I need your love&lt;br /&gt;Pull me up&lt;br /&gt;I can't swim on my own&lt;br /&gt;It's too much (it's too much)&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I'm drowning (ohh)&lt;br /&gt;Without your love&lt;br /&gt;So throw yourself out to me&lt;br /&gt;My lifesaver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;It's supposed to be some give and take I know&lt;br /&gt;But you're only taking and not giving anymore&lt;br /&gt;So what do I do&lt;br /&gt;Cause I still love you&lt;br /&gt;(I still love you baby)&lt;br /&gt;And you're the only one who can save me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, whoa, whoa, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm overboard&lt;br /&gt;And I need your love&lt;br /&gt;Pull me up (pull me up)&lt;br /&gt;I can't swim on my own&lt;br /&gt;It's too much (it's too much)&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I'm drowning without your love&lt;br /&gt;(I'm drowning baby, I'm drowning)&lt;br /&gt;So throw yourself out to me&lt;br /&gt;(I can't swim)&lt;br /&gt;My lifesaver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lifesaver, oh lifesaver)&lt;br /&gt;My lifesaver&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy crazy crazy&lt;br /&gt;(Lifesaver, oh lifesaver)&lt;br /&gt;Lifesaver oh&lt;br /&gt;(Lifesaver, oh lifesaver)&lt;br /&gt;My lifesaver&lt;br /&gt;(Lifesaver, oh lifesaver)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-8149688299791648453?l=pocketfullof-roses.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-5489111860669685397.post-4852473105043985269</id><published>2010-10-31T16:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T16:36:52.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="500" height="306"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qDTKAHk_T5k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qDTKAHk_T5k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="306"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Girl'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-5425324048861397416</id><published>2010-10-30T17:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T16:28:39.586+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forgetting you is the hardest thing on my to do list'/><title type='text'>I go back to those days, all the time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TMvtGBd7QnI/AAAAAAAAB3M/ZAkBQgMAL8Y/s1600/Thinking_about_you_by_QuelFamosoPorco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TMvtGBd7QnI/AAAAAAAAB3M/ZAkBQgMAL8Y/s400/Thinking_about_you_by_QuelFamosoPorco.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533777254883738226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;So this is me swallowing my pride&lt;br /&gt;Standing in front of you saying I’m sorry for that night&lt;br /&gt;And I go back to December all the time&lt;br /&gt;It turns out freedom ain’t nothing but missing you&lt;br /&gt;Wishing I’d realized what I had when you were mine&lt;br /&gt;I’d go back to December turn around and change my own mind&lt;br /&gt;I’d go back to December all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss your tan skin, your sweet smile, so good to me, so right&lt;br /&gt;And now you held me in your arms that September night&lt;br /&gt;The first time you ever saw me cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is wishful thinking&lt;br /&gt;Probably mindless dreaming&lt;br /&gt;If you loved again I swear I’d love you right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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time.'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TMvtGBd7QnI/AAAAAAAAB3M/ZAkBQgMAL8Y/s72-c/Thinking_about_you_by_QuelFamosoPorco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-862587780777395481</id><published>2010-10-27T22:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T16:52:59.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shady Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="500" height="306"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MumKaT85Fyg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MumKaT85Fyg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="306"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yay! KIM HEE-CHUL! (: The song is nice too. :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grah, chinese lesson suck ballz. Now it's cold and BIG. (69 people in a class, are you fucking serious?) First day and there's this test which I can consider flunking cuz I did the frigging MCQ. One prep sucks lah. They should just cancel the damn thing. Study like no tmr. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hate school. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heehee, I'm gonna do some random stuff now. Idk what, but byeeeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kristabelle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-862587780777395481?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/862587780777395481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=862587780777395481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/862587780777395481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/862587780777395481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/10/shady-girl.html' title='Shady Girl'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-5199522307123530676</id><published>2010-10-24T00:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T01:21:51.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somethin' bout love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TMMSiCaThJI/AAAAAAAAB28/WXf0ESJQD1s/s1600/9f213e48a19f7f230ee90708a3e8190f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TMMSiCaThJI/AAAAAAAAB28/WXf0ESJQD1s/s400/9f213e48a19f7f230ee90708a3e8190f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531285143313155218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I missed Kpop night! ): Nevermind, I heck care already. Hmmm, went to flea with Ayaka! I think flea(s) are frigging cool! :DD They got awesome accessories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I think I rather not hear anything about kpop night, but to search for videos myself. Different people have different opinions. Don't keep putting your opinions over mine cuz I really don't know what to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Shucks. I really hate my life. I actually felt pissed off for not being able to go for kpop night. But yeah, I should cool down. I'll save up for SS3. (Maybe?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Grahhh! Kristabelle stop thinking about it! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;NAUGHTY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Playful kiss! (: Yayness! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Funny ttm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I want a straw hat, shirt, new wallet and new bag. But I'm gonna save up that friggin' money!!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kristabelle  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-5199522307123530676?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/5199522307123530676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=5199522307123530676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/5199522307123530676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/5199522307123530676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/10/somethin-bout-love.html' title='Somethin&apos; bout love'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TMMSiCaThJI/AAAAAAAAB28/WXf0ESJQD1s/s72-c/9f213e48a19f7f230ee90708a3e8190f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-5086567501858548962</id><published>2010-10-23T00:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T00:32:12.819+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I wish to become something I&apos;m not.'/><title type='text'>I'm sorry that I'm not perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TMG57TG40-I/AAAAAAAAB2k/vWOjY8vF7mE/s1600/f96c0c593e0b12f3510e98962f0a2f6a-d3195cr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TMG57TG40-I/AAAAAAAAB2k/vWOjY8vF7mE/s400/f96c0c593e0b12f3510e98962f0a2f6a-d3195cr.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530906245780263906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm not perfect, but I keep trying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;'Cause that's what I said I would do from the start &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm not alive if I'm lonely, so please don't leave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Was it something I said or just my personality?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My heart is getting tainted. Ohmygosh lah, I don't know why I keep blogging about some emo shit stuff I don't even know. Probably cause I feel burdened recently. Hatred. But anyways, I better get rid of it. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Meowmeowmeow~ (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went to the gym with Ayaka today even with that horrible weather. Every 5 to 10 mintues : *Flash* *BOOMZZZZZ* Then we got shocked by one of the loudest thunder we ever heard. The next thing we saw, was the ambulance. I got no idea what happened. Grahhhh, we practically exercised and every parts of our body hurts like mad. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Guess some people are having fun and some people are not. I'm not having fun. I'm going crazy laughing at a character in a drama. -.- I'm bored ttm! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tmr, it would be flea! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hope that I'll gradually feel better alr!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And I better update my personal diary soon. I haven't written for weeks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kristabelle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-5086567501858548962?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/5086567501858548962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=5086567501858548962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/5086567501858548962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/5086567501858548962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-sorry-that-im-not-perfect.html' title='I&apos;m sorry that I&apos;m not perfect'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TMG57TG40-I/AAAAAAAAB2k/vWOjY8vF7mE/s72-c/f96c0c593e0b12f3510e98962f0a2f6a-d3195cr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-8966092301386462724</id><published>2010-10-22T00:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T00:14:14.187+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We&apos;ll never fall just keep on going and forever we will stay like a pyramid'/><title type='text'>Charice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TMBmesCTUGI/AAAAAAAAB2c/bWHPyxbnfWs/s1600/giza_pyramids_cairo_268__6a_1293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TMBmesCTUGI/AAAAAAAAB2c/bWHPyxbnfWs/s400/giza_pyramids_cairo_268__6a_1293.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530533019813892194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she's awesome. She has great vocals that I'm jealous of. Heehee. Pyramid~ (:&lt;br /&gt;I would like to dedicate this song for all my friends. Our friendship is as sturdy as a pyramid! Just like how the lyrics says it all! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shawty's love is like a pyramid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We stand together 'til the very end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There'll never be another love for sure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Iyaz and Charice let we go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heavy like the love you've shown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Solid as the ground we've known&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I just wanna carry on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We took it from the bottom up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And even in a desert storm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sturdy as a rock, we hold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wishing every moment froze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now I just wanna let you know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Earthquakes can't shake us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cyclones can't break us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hurricanes can't take away our love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pyramid, we built this on a solid rock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It feels just like it's heaven's touch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Together at the top&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(At the top, baby)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like a pyramid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And even when the wind is blowing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We'll never fall, just keep on going&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Forever we will stay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like a pyramid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like a pyramid, like a pyramid, hey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like a pyramid, like a pyramid, hey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like a pyramid, like a pyramid, hey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cold, never ever when you're close&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We will never let it fold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A story that was never told&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Something like a mystery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And every step we took we've grown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look how fast the time has flown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A journey to a place unknown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're going down in history&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Earthquakes can't shake us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cyclones can't break us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hurricanes can't take away our love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pyramid, we built this on a solid rock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It feels just like it's heaven's touch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Together at the top&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(At the top, baby)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like a pyramid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And even when the wind is blowing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We'll never fall, just keep it going&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Forever we will stay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like a pyramid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like a pyramid, girl, l'mma show you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That I love you so much, that we gonna get through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even when it storms, I will never go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'mma be the one to keep you safe, hey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Four walls and love, packin' more than enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Holding on to one another, be the cover when it's rough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mother nature or disaster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Won't stop our happy ever after&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pyramid, keep it going&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Like a pyramid, like a pyramid)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whoa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Like a pyramid, like a pyramid)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pyramid, we built this on a solid rock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It feels just like it's heaven's touch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Together at the top&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(At the top, baby)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like a pyramid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And even when the wind is blowing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We'll never fall, just keep on going&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Forever we will stay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like a pyramid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We built this on a solid rock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It feels just like it's heaven's touch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Together at the top&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(At the top, baby, at the top)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like a pyramid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And even when the wind is blowing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We'll never fall, just keep it going&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Forever we will stay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like a pyramid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like a pyramid, like a pyramid, hey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like a pyramid, like a pyramid, yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like a pyramid, like a pyramid, hey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And she's born on the 10 of May (1992)! (: Awesome to find another person's bday one day ahead of mine! Though I can't find any 11 May peeps ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I thank all my friends here. I'm really really really really really really grateful to all of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kristabelle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-8966092301386462724?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/8966092301386462724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=8966092301386462724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/8966092301386462724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/8966092301386462724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/10/charice.html' title='Charice'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TMBmesCTUGI/AAAAAAAAB2c/bWHPyxbnfWs/s72-c/giza_pyramids_cairo_268__6a_1293.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-5786899567812604949</id><published>2010-10-21T20:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T20:35:56.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dear Lord, I thank you for this day. I thank You for my being able to see and to hear this morning. I'm blessed because You are a forgiving God and an understanding God. You have done so much for me and You keep on blessing me. Forgive me this day for everything I have done, said or thought that was not pleasing to you. I ask now for Your forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please keep me safe from all danger and harm. Help me to start this day with a new attitude and plenty of gratitude. Let me make the best of each and every day to clear my mind so tha t I can hear from You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please broaden my mind that I can accept all things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me not whine and whimper over things I have no control over. Let me continue to see sin through God's eyes and acknowledge it as evil. And when I sin, let me repent, and confess with my mouth my wrongdoing, and receive the forgiveness of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when this world closes in on me, let me remember Jesus' example -- to slip away and find a quiet place to pray. It's the best response when I'm pushed beyond my limits. I know that when I can't pray, You listen to my heart. Continue to use me to do Your will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue to bless me that I may be a blessing to others. Keep me strong that I may help the weak. Keep me uplifted that I may have words of encouragement for others. I pray for those who are lost and can't find their way. I pray for those who are misjudged and misunderstood. I pray for those who don't know You intimately. I pray for those who will delete this without sharing it w ith others. I pray for those who don't believe. But I thank you that I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that God changes people and God changes things. I pray for all my sisters and brothers. For each and every family member in their households. I pray for peace, love and joy in their homes that they are out of debt and all their needs are met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that every eye that reads this knows there is no problem, circumstance, or situation greater than God. Every battle is in Your hands for You to fight. I pray that these words be received into the hearts of every eye that sees them and every mouth that confesses them willingly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my prayer.&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus' Name, Amen.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-5786899567812604949?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/5786899567812604949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=5786899567812604949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/5786899567812604949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/5786899567812604949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/10/prayer.html' title='Prayer'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-5707781804401055396</id><published>2010-10-21T19:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T20:13:49.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Things I hate About You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TMArQ5dli8I/AAAAAAAAB2U/zzHygEUHFyA/s1600/I_Hate_YOU_by_Sir_SiriX.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 207px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TMArQ5dli8I/AAAAAAAAB2U/zzHygEUHFyA/s400/I_Hate_YOU_by_Sir_SiriX.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530467911713786818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I probably shouldn't say this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But at times I get so scared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I think about the previous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Relationship we shared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was awesome but we lost it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's not possible for me not to care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now we're standing in the rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But nothing's ever gonna change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Until you hear, my dear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The 7 things I hate about you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The 7 things I hate about you, oh you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're vain, your games, you're insecure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You love me, you like her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You make me laugh, you make me cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know which side to buy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your friends, they're jerks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you act like them, just know it hurts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna be with the one I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the 7th thing I hate the most that you do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You make me love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's awkward and silent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I wait for you to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What I need to hear now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your sincere apology&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you mean it, I'll believe it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you text it, I'll delete it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's be clear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, I'm not coming back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're taking 7 steps here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The 7 things I hate about you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're vain, your games, you're insecure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You love me, you like her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You make me laugh, you make me cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know which side to buy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your friends, they're jerks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you act like them, just know it hurts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna be with the one I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the 7th thing I hate the most that you do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You make me love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And compared to all the great things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That would take too long to write&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I probably should mention the 7 that I like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The 7 things I like about you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your hair, your eyes, your old Levi's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we kiss I'm hypnotized&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You make me laugh, you make me cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I guess that's both I'll have to buy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your hands in mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we're intertwined, everything's alright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna be with the one I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the 7th thing I like most that you do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You make me love you, you do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;These few days I'm easily irritated, I don't know why, but it sure was as hell tiring. I'm so irritated by facebook just because the same people always makes unwanted comments on my status. (It's really getting annoying, no offense, but please give me some space even on facebook.) I know if I don't want people to comment, then might as well don't post right? I allow people to comment, but not always the same person who says some friggin stuff I don't want to read on most of my statuses. (I'm sorry if I offended you by making this post, but yes, this is how I feel.) Grahhhh, it really pisses people off. I don't bother to hide what I post as my status from people, but if you have to comment on every status, then why not I hide it from you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm also irritated by the fact that life is gettin' frigging boring and even people talking about Kpop Night. (This is my fault for not being able to handle my emotions well enough.) But yes, if you put yourself in the shoes of those who are not able to go, it's understandable. It's like those kids who score well for their exams, keep talking about their results infront of those who didn't do that well. It's the same feeling. But yeah, I'll get rid of that sicking feeling that keeps following me. Until Saturday is over, I still got chance. (Hopefully I win 1 out of the 3 contest I entered for Kpop Night tickets.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;s&gt;I really hate you, I hate how I can't hate you. I hate how I defend you. I hate how I can't get rid of that feeling. I hate how I dream about you. I hate how you behave. I hate myself for regretting why I said no to you in the first place. I hate how I miss you. I hate how I loved you. I hate how I treated you. I hate how I can't stop this weird feeling I have. I hate to see you. I hate the sight of you. I hate how your ego is so frigging high and how thick skinned you are. I hate everything about you which I can't bring myself to hate. I hate how people talk about you. I hate what you say about others. I hate everything about this.&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-5707781804401055396?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/5707781804401055396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=5707781804401055396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/5707781804401055396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/5707781804401055396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/10/7-things-i-hate-about-you.html' title='7 Things I hate About You'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TMArQ5dli8I/AAAAAAAAB2U/zzHygEUHFyA/s72-c/I_Hate_YOU_by_Sir_SiriX.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-146970232083724027</id><published>2010-10-21T00:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T00:46:01.486+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You got my heart to beat twice as fast when you&apos;re around.'/><title type='text'>Love prevails</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TL8bBG1gWiI/AAAAAAAAB2M/5PWlHx-Ne7o/s1600/s320x240+(1).png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 96px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TL8bBG1gWiI/AAAAAAAAB2M/5PWlHx-Ne7o/s400/s320x240+(1).png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530168573263108642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, heehee! I finished My girlfriend is a Gumiho! Friggin awesome show, I cried my eyeballz out manzx. I thought it would end up sad, but she came back!! I was practically jumping on the sofa when I saw Hongki in the last episode! (HE IS SO FRIGGIN ADORABLE!!!!!) Hahaha. Pardon me, I'm nuts. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I better sleep now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kristabelle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-146970232083724027?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/146970232083724027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=146970232083724027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/146970232083724027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/146970232083724027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/10/love-prevails.html' title='Love prevails'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TL8bBG1gWiI/AAAAAAAAB2M/5PWlHx-Ne7o/s72-c/s320x240+(1).png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-3540196418893446263</id><published>2010-10-20T12:27:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T14:24:49.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>좋아해 (Johahae)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TL5zvY0YgQI/AAAAAAAAB2E/p5UZXOH5BaU/s1600/04403a4c78a126239fd3137c0fa8189c.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TL5zvY0YgQI/AAAAAAAAB2E/p5UZXOH5BaU/s400/04403a4c78a126239fd3137c0fa8189c.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529984650410754306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 82, 45); font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;Can't you see that I'm the one who understands you?&lt;br /&gt;Been here all along, so why can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 82, 45); font-family: verdana; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okay, I didn't go school today cuz I woke up with both of my eyes red and teary. (I slept too late again!) And I'm afraid. Afraid of falling. It's probably too late to say all that right now. Yes, today is the verification of results. I got text from classmates(I just wanna thank them for their concern) and text from Taro about my results. At first when I saw 5 fails and 2 passes, I wanna kill myself. But then come to think of it, how can it be? I should pass English, Chinese, Maths and Combine humanities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Grah, I really am giving a thorough planning for my November and December holidays. I gonna have to start early revision if I wanna do well. I can't always wait till the last minute to make miracles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bonamana, Bonamana, Bonamana~ (LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yesterday, the only thing I thought about was how failed my life was. Till today, a few moments ago, I stopped feeling that way. If I'm gonna think how fail my life can be, what difference can I make? I have got to stand up and do something about it right? I can't just sit there and do nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okay, I shall eat brunch and then watch drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*Kpop night is coming. I can't believe I'm not going. Shytass lah! ): But still got hope! I entered two contest for kpop night and still have my hopes pinned up! If I cannot go, forget it manzx. FML. Somemore most of the band I like is there! FML TTM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kristabelle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-3540196418893446263?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/3540196418893446263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=3540196418893446263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/3540196418893446263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/3540196418893446263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_5855.html' title='좋아해 (Johahae)'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TL5zvY0YgQI/AAAAAAAAB2E/p5UZXOH5BaU/s72-c/04403a4c78a126239fd3137c0fa8189c.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-1984962987288648392</id><published>2010-10-19T22:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T00:09:16.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm gonna forget you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TL23uRZNPeI/AAAAAAAAB18/1oKdEugrmnQ/s1600/tumblr_lajhpmsCq61qaxfhlo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 322px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TL23uRZNPeI/AAAAAAAAB18/1oKdEugrmnQ/s400/tumblr_lajhpmsCq61qaxfhlo1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529777923051830754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;When I hear somebody sigh, "Life is hard," I am always tempted to ask, "Compared to what?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Sydney J. Harris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I hate getting back results. I'm gonna mug harder! (: Heehee! Can't believe one prep is gonna start soon! It still feels as stressing as ever. I love McDonald's ice-cream! Speaking about ice-cream, nuggets dipped in ice-cream taste heavenly! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I hope everything is gonna be alright from now onwards. Tomorrow will be a brand new day! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Jiayous and continue mugging. I really wish that nobody will drop to NA class. Otherwise or class is like so dead. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sigh. I just wish for the best of everything, for myself and for my friends. Inter-class games on Thursday. ): Sianz lah. Tomorrow is Wednesday! Yay! :D But verifications of result. Shucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Kristabelle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-1984962987288648392?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/1984962987288648392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=1984962987288648392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/1984962987288648392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/1984962987288648392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-gonna-forget-you.html' title='I&apos;m gonna forget you'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TL23uRZNPeI/AAAAAAAAB18/1oKdEugrmnQ/s72-c/tumblr_lajhpmsCq61qaxfhlo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-5512447468515379337</id><published>2010-10-18T21:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T00:25:45.557+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love you but do you love me?'/><title type='text'>My girlfriend is a Gumiho</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TLxQoVi7n7I/AAAAAAAAB08/hVMg3x13GEk/s400/0000y2s3.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 110px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529383096412774322" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love how &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Dae Woong unknowingly falls in love with Gumiho! They are like so cute! (: Heehee. I'm looking forward to finishing the drama, but I know that the ending would be kind of sad. In any case, Dae Woong and Gumiho are very cute together! How I wish that it would be a happy ending and Gumiho don't have to leave. I roughly got the idea of the ending. Gumiho wants to become a human, she listens to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Dong Joo who tells her that she have to leave her fox pearl thingy in Dae Woong's body for 100 days. But what he didn't tell her was that, after the 100days, Dae Woong would die when she becomes a human. So probably she left on her own sake to save Dae Woong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TLxRsDI--XI/AAAAAAAAB1k/AagN5AVp1U8/s1600/0000td7r.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; align:center; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 80px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TLxRsDI--XI/AAAAAAAAB1k/AagN5AVp1U8/s400/0000td7r.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529384259703208306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;I can't wait for Hongki to appear on episode 16. Since UEE and Park Shin Hye had appeared in episodes 5 and 6 respectively. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TLxQoptdRTI/AAAAAAAAB1E/M91NdcclPG0/s400/s320x240.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 97px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529383101825631538" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Edited @ 12:21am: 8 more episodes to go, before I finally get to the ending. Ep 7 and 8 is enough to make me tear. Especially Ep7. I don't know why, but somehow, when Gumiho was reading Little Mermaid she thought it would be a happy ending. Im touched by how Dae Woong is willing to make up a happy ending for her. Can't mystical creatures have their happy ending too? (I practically think that too much drama went straight into my head lah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kristabelle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-5512447468515379337?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/5512447468515379337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=5512447468515379337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/5512447468515379337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/5512447468515379337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-girlfriend-is-gumiho.html' title='My girlfriend is a Gumiho'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TLxQoVi7n7I/AAAAAAAAB08/hVMg3x13GEk/s72-c/0000y2s3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-6354065044324042475</id><published>2010-10-18T19:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T20:08:18.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Legend</title><content type='html'>Currently showing: The legend of crazy monk.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cool chinese show! :D Funny and meaningful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Sorry the part they are playing is about mother-in-law and daughter-in-law drama)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Argh, I hate unreasonable mother-in-laws. They make up crappy stuff about their daughter-in-laws and lands their sons in a dilemma. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's irritating lah!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mother-in-law: You don't divorce her, I'll kill myself!&lt;br /&gt;Son: Okay okay, I divorce her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daughter-in-law: Even you don't believe me?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mother-in-law: *Pretends to cough/faint*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daughter-in-law: *Leaves*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Son: *Shout his wife's name. No choice but to stay with his mother*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Typical drama right? But it never fails to piss people off all the time. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-6354065044324042475?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/6354065044324042475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=6354065044324042475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/6354065044324042475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/6354065044324042475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/10/legend.html' title='Legend'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-3605750081795123548</id><published>2010-10-18T18:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T18:44:43.628+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your smile is imprinted deep in my mind'/><title type='text'>I'm so sorry but I love you</title><content type='html'>Today, I have been a bad girl. ): &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I ponned guitar.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I slept only after I put on face mask @ 3am plus.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I failed 2 EOY papers. (Pure Geo and Phys-&gt; Didn't study hard enough)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I slacked alot&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes. I admit my mistakes. I feel guilty. But somehow, or rather I can't push myself up. I don't have that energy, that breath anymore. I feel so weak all over, I could just fall over the edge. Today morning was one of the worst morning. I shivered during the national anthem/pledge taking/school hymn and school code. I don't know why, but I felt like my legs couldn't support me, my head felt heavy. Probably I was so damn hungry and slept so late. :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh. I have to do something about myself. But I don't know how. Everything seems to be going good, but going good in a wrong way. I still can't shake myself off that past. I have to learn to forget, but forgetting is hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, back to the positive track. I passed English, Chinese and Maths(FOR THE FIRST TIME! YAY!). It was kind of dumb lah. Since Taro has always been better at maths and stuff, but today, apparently, my EOY maths marks were higher than his, which was unexpected. But anyway, I still got a long way to go for maths. Got to mug during the holidays! I'm going to cherish having Mr Chia to teach us till one prep ends and when he gives us work during the holidays. Since there's a high possibility that he won't be teaching us next year. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heehee, chinese/korean shows are awesome k. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wheeeee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kristabelle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-3605750081795123548?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/3605750081795123548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=3605750081795123548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/3605750081795123548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/3605750081795123548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-so-sorry-but-i-love-you.html' title='I&apos;m so sorry but I love you'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-7282119254190719496</id><published>2010-10-18T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T00:57:05.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I think about you</title><content type='html'>It's 12:50pm and I don't even feel like sleeping at all. It sucks that to know that tomorrow there are school and CCA. I don't think people are going for CCA lah, well, I won't bring my guitar to school first cuz it's heavy!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Results are coming back. It's freaky but anyway, we still have to face it. What has been done, are done. The only thing we can do now is to face it and get over it. No point feeling all upset if you didn't do well. So cheer up and be strong! If you did well, rejoice but be humble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm bored. Hungry. Tired. Still in holiday mood. Seriously, I feel like a pig these few months. I get hungry so easily! ): Tsk, I better hunt for food now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SIUWEN AND ZAC EFRON! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kristabelle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-7282119254190719496?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/7282119254190719496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=7282119254190719496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/7282119254190719496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/7282119254190719496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/10/when-i-think-about-you.html' title='When I think about you'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-8256616274658001618</id><published>2010-10-17T01:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T00:34:33.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainie Yang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TLnsb2qKOkI/AAAAAAAAB0s/2ZQrWoX5Q_M/s1600/yang-sistic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 257px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TLnsb2qKOkI/AAAAAAAAB0s/2ZQrWoX5Q_M/s400/yang-sistic.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528709980846963266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went out with Ayaka on Saturday. We went to Bugis street to shop and saw many many things that we wanted, and we will definitely go back there to buy the things we want, right Ayaka? She bought a bag and I bought skirts. :X Anyway, we practically shopped, ate and then went for Rainie Yang's concert. (Thank you very much, Ayaka!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The concert was fabulous although I felt it was kind of similar to Show Luo's concert. Rainie really gave her best in the concert. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kristabelle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Belated post)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-8256616274658001618?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/8256616274658001618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=8256616274658001618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/8256616274658001618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/8256616274658001618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/10/rainie-yang.html' title='Rainie Yang'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TLnsb2qKOkI/AAAAAAAAB0s/2ZQrWoX5Q_M/s72-c/yang-sistic.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-6909772028568715302</id><published>2010-10-14T00:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T00:10:31.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KPOP (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;div class="post_title" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; font: normal normal bold 22px/normal Arial, Helvetica; line-height: 1.3; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px; font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;Bold your favorites!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;1. &lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; "&gt;Siwon (Super Junior)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; "&gt; Donghae (Super Junior)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; "&gt;Kyuhyun (Super Junior)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kibum&lt;img class="CL_img" src="http://twitter-badges.s3.amazonaws.com/t_mini-a.png" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; cursor: pointer !important; display: inline !important; border-top-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-color: initial !important; float: none !important; height: 13px !important; width: 13px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 2px !important; padding-top: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-color: initial !important; min-width: 13px !important; max-width: 13px !important; min-height: 13px !important; max-height: 13px !important; position: static !important; " /&gt; (Super Junior)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kangin (Super Junior)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Leeteuk&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; (Super Junior)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; "&gt;Eunhyuk (Super Junior)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; "&gt;Ryeowook (Super Junior)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Sungmin (Super Junior)&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; "&gt;Han Geng (Super Junior)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;11. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Heechul (Super Junior)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shindong (Super Junior) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Yesung (Super Junior)&lt;br /&gt;14. Zhou Mi (Super Junior)&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;Henry Lau (Super Junior)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;16. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;GDragon (BigBang)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;TOP (BigBang)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Daesung (BigBang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;19. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Taeyang (BigBang)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Seungri (BigBang)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; "&gt;21. Jaebeom (2PM)&lt;br /&gt;22. Nichkhun (2PM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;23. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Taecyeon(2PM)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; "&gt;24. Wooyoung (2PM)&lt;br /&gt;25. Junsu (2PM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;26. Junho (2PM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;27. Chansung (2PM)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;em style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Max Changmin (TVXQ)&lt;br /&gt;29. Xiah Junsu (TVXQ)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; "&gt;30. Micky Yoochun (TVXQ)&lt;br /&gt;31. U-Know Yunho (TVXQ)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;32. Hero Jaejoong (TVXQ)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Joon (MBLAQ)&lt;br /&gt;34. Seungho (MBLAQ)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; "&gt;35. G.O (MBLAQ)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Mir (MBLAQ)&lt;br /&gt;37. CheonDoong/Thunder (MBLAQ)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;38. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;DongWoon (BEAST)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Yoseob (BEAST)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; "&gt;40. JunHyung (BEAST)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;41. HyunSeung (BEAST)&lt;br /&gt;42. DooJoon (BEAST)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;43. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;GiKwang/AJ (BEAST)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hongki (FTI)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jonghun (FTI)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Minhwan (FTI)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jaejin (FTI)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Seunghyun (FTI)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; "&gt;49. Lee Seunggi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;50. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lee Minho&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kim Bum&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;53. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Taemin (SHINee)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; "&gt;54. Jonghyun (SHINee)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; "&gt;55. Minho (SHINee)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Onew (SHINee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;57. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Key (SHINee)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;58. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;HyunJoong (SS501)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. YoungSaeng (SS501)&lt;br /&gt;60. JungMin (SS501)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;61. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;KyuJong (SS501)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. HyungJoong (SS501)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Song Joong Ki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;64. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jang Geun Suk&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;65. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;LeeU (F.Cuz)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Jinon (F.Cuz)&lt;br /&gt;67. Yejun (F.Cuz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;68. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kan (F.Cuz)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;69. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wonbin (ex- FT Island)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. ChangHyun (SHU-I)&lt;br /&gt;71. MinHo (SHU-I)&lt;br /&gt;72. Inseok (SHU-I)&lt;br /&gt;73. HyunJoong (SHU-I)&lt;br /&gt;74. Jinseok (SHU-I)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Ha MinWoo (ZE:A)&lt;br /&gt;76. Hwang KwangHee (ZE:A)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;77. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jung HeeChul (ZE:A)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Moon JunYoung (ZE:A)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;79. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Park HyungShik (ZE:A)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Im SiWan (ZE:A)&lt;br /&gt;81. Kim TaeHun (ZE:A)&lt;br /&gt;82. Kim DongJun (ZE:A)&lt;br /&gt;83. Kevin Kim (ZE:A)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Shin SooHyun (U-KISS)&lt;br /&gt;85. Alexander (U-KISS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;86. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kim Kibum (U-KISS)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;87. Eli (U-KISS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;88.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Lee KiSub (U-KISS)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kevin Woo (U-KISS)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;90. Shin DongHo (U-KISS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. Bi Rain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; "&gt;92. Changmin (2AM)&lt;br /&gt;93. Jinwoon (2AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;94. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Seulong (2AM)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jokwon (2AM)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;96. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;CL (2NE1)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. Minji (2NE1)&lt;br /&gt;98. Bom (2NE1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;99. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dara (2NE1)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;100. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Taeyeon (SNSD)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;101. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sooyoung (SNSD)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;102. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Seohyun (SNSD)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;103. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tiffany (SNSD)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;104. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hyoyeon (SNSD)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;105. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jessica (SNSD)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;106. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sunny (SNSD)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;107. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yuri (SNSD)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;108. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yoona (SNSD)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;109. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yonghwa (CN Blue)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; "&gt;110. Jungshin (CN Blue)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;111. Jonghyun (CN Blue)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;112. Minhyuk (CN Blue&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-6909772028568715302?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/6909772028568715302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=6909772028568715302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/6909772028568715302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/6909772028568715302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/10/kpop.html' title='KPOP (:'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-2500588824109439822</id><published>2010-10-12T22:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T22:23:02.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;div class="post_title" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; font: normal normal bold 22px/normal Arial, Helvetica; line-height: 1.3; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px; font-size: 14px; "&gt;I’m sorry for not talking to people, or replying texts and stuff. Im really, really engrossed with watching Korean dramas online and recently, I just bought all the Korean and Taiwan dramas (literally about more than 10). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;So I probably won’t be going out anytime soon since my parents and myself is asking me to stay at home. Tomorrow chinese oral! ): FML lah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;I just finished watching Personal Taste. (: Yayness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;Kristabelle (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-2500588824109439822?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/2500588824109439822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=2500588824109439822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/2500588824109439822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/2500588824109439822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m sorry'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-7601989043238089026</id><published>2010-10-12T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T22:16:36.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;div class="post_title" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; font: normal normal bold 22px/normal Arial, Helvetica; line-height: 1.3; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px; font-size: 14px; "&gt;Seriously. Im really gonna stop social-ing for a while now, Im way busy spam watching korean dramas and what not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;But the first thing I did on FB was see that person’s status. It just gives me hell. I don’t know why,  but I have already gone way pass caring a single shit that person says. I don’t know if that status has something got to do with me, but hell yeah, think the way you want, do the things you want to do, cause it fucking got nothing to do with me. (Im sorry for vulgarities) I stop mentioning it alr, but you kept on saying, Im sorry if I misunderstood about your status. You are the one who is suppose to get out of my life. I wasn’t the one who wanted to be in it anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;You know how to treat a girl right? Was it suppose to be a joke? Cause I don’t think you know. If you did know, people wouldn’t hate you so much right now. Please, wake up lah. You act like somebody you’re not, and people dislike you so much. I don’t know why so I even care to post something like this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Grahh. &lt;br /&gt;BYE. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-7601989043238089026?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/7601989043238089026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=7601989043238089026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/7601989043238089026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/7601989043238089026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/10/whatever.html' title='Whatever'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-5888350602883693141</id><published>2010-10-10T14:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T14:27:44.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now it's over</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TLFZxB7y1bI/AAAAAAAAB0k/4scy7S4JWHE/s1600/Heartbreak_in_a_Sunset_by_MirkyJedi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TLFZxB7y1bI/AAAAAAAAB0k/4scy7S4JWHE/s400/Heartbreak_in_a_Sunset_by_MirkyJedi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526296916628002226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, everything is over. Gone. Had already known from the start. I knew you were true and real, but then everything is gone now. Not gonna turn back. Life moves on. Hate me, whatever, up to you. I really can't be bothered anymore. Yes, it was real at first. Slowly everything seems to change due to the exams and stuff. Everything seemed so f-cked up. No point saying all that right now. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I heard your plans. Felt that hey, are you really that bored or did you really even cared? No, but everything was numb. I don't know or don't remember what happened. I only knew that before it started, everything was okay. Now, it's just "that bitch lah, blahblahblah." Pathetic and ironic how fast people turn their back on each other, isn't it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im perfectly fine, Im okay now. I hope you are too. Hope that you're happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, my mouth say out all the shyt stuff, that my heart didn't say. I don't know why, but guess this is how things work. All the best to you. Cause I ain't gonna be there anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall change the way I speak. I don't wanna do the opposite anymore. Don't wanna hate you for nothing. Will remember the happy moments, not the sad. Talk about the good, and not the bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall follow my heart, wherever it may lead me. Speak what I really wanna speak and not what I don't want to speak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forget and move on. But it's hard and easy at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish you all the best wherever you maybe, whatever you do. And scold me or say whatever you want bout me, cause I can do nothing bout it and I don't care no more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for being there, thank you for being so nice to me, thank you for caring and thank you for the time spent together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-5888350602883693141?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/5888350602883693141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=5888350602883693141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/5888350602883693141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/5888350602883693141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/10/now-its-over.html' title='Now it&apos;s over'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TLFZxB7y1bI/AAAAAAAAB0k/4scy7S4JWHE/s72-c/Heartbreak_in_a_Sunset_by_MirkyJedi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-2652970877290187255</id><published>2010-08-22T20:59:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T23:32:48.181+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I told myself not to but my heart went against me.'/><title type='text'>There's a limit to forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/THE096tVYdI/AAAAAAAAB0c/DkRGxsD1xlo/s1600/Hit_Me_With_Lightning_II_by_monislawa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/THE096tVYdI/AAAAAAAAB0c/DkRGxsD1xlo/s400/Hit_Me_With_Lightning_II_by_monislawa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508242057586893266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reliving the moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, recently have been busy facebooking and with school work(I didn't complete any hw though) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, gonna blog another day! Bye :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-2652970877290187255?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/2652970877290187255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=2652970877290187255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/2652970877290187255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/2652970877290187255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/08/theres-limit-to-forever.html' title='There&apos;s a limit to forever'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/THE096tVYdI/AAAAAAAAB0c/DkRGxsD1xlo/s72-c/Hit_Me_With_Lightning_II_by_monislawa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-7266856243794204891</id><published>2010-08-15T23:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T00:42:21.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Taylor Swift</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TGgOeXoGf1I/AAAAAAAABzc/noDIOB0ATE8/s1600/Taylor_Swift_Background_by_victoriasdaisy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TGgOeXoGf1I/AAAAAAAABzc/noDIOB0ATE8/s400/Taylor_Swift_Background_by_victoriasdaisy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505666459361509202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love Taylor Swift!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know I haven't been blogging for a long time, since it takes time to adapt back to life after OBS. All the homework we get, and the tests we are given. Project work, and what not. Life just gets busier with each and everyday! I don't even have time to draw, read or watch my dvds anymore! Not to mention, EOY is coming in weeks time! Time flies, so I decided to have more photos taken with friends, and hope that next year, we shall celebrate our birthdays together! Everyday birthday also can, but must mug for O levels!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday: National day, no school. Mk's Birthday! (Happy Belated Birthday, AGAIN!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday: Early morning went to TERI'S house, but was shocked at first. Then we slacked alot, cam-whored and facebooked.  Basically (LOL), we were super late for our meeting with the rest. Ate RAMEN again @ Manpuku :) Then the rest ate at Mac before we head to Swensens for ICE CREAM!! After that we slacked around, Teri, John, Melwin and I went to Ehub to meet Faith and Jazryl! :D Sat at the top floor and slacked! I went back to Tampines Mall, ate Pizza Hut with the 2H group (Awww, I miss 2H alot!!!)! Cassandra, Cynthia, Ellery, Nicholas, Thia, Zhiwei, Hannah Teo and Dora! I love 2H! 2H FTW. Okay, then we went for the December Rain play. WE RAN TO SCHOOL. (My stomach hurt like hell) Okay, the play was awesome, but our school reputation totally got trashed! Improper conduct in the theater!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday: I don't really rmb, but I think I slacked?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday:  Didn't help in council :X Went to Starbucks with Isabel, Timothy and Wenfu. Haha, they are a bunch of humorous people! I'm practically very lame(LOL). Then facebook-ed letters and many random things! &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Wenfu and Josehua both watch Rush Hour (Y). LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday: Didn't go school. Was kind of sick. Watched Aftershock with dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summary:&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;When a mother is informed by the rescue team that, as her 7-year old twins are buried under the debris close to each other, digging one out would result in further collapse of the wreckage on the other, she is forced to make the most difficult decision of her life. As the clock ticked away, she finally ended her struggle and chose to save the boy, and though heartbroken, she had no idea her decision was overheard by the daughter. Deemed as a dead person, the little girl miraculously survived and was rescued after being buried for days. Suffering from the emotional shock of the disaster and the painful memory of her mother's choice, she refused to reveal who she was. She was adopted by a young couple and later moved to the US, but shadowed by the traumatic experience from her childhood; she forever remained emotionally closed up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Sichuan earthquake takes over 80,000 lives in 2008, she volunteers to join the rescue team and returns to her homeland, China. As she witnesses the tribulations people go through when a natural disaster takes place, she finally unlocks the pain she had felt all these years and finds forgiveness. She finally reunites with the mother and twin brother she had parted from after 32 years. A human drama about finding forgiveness, 'Aftershock' depicts not only the fatal tragedy that is brought on by natural disaster of great levels but also the strength and courage that is demonstrated when we are in face of extreme and devastating situations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;And then rushed for WCAP which was totally fun but tiring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photographs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TGgVWsPqvZI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2-GgbSfls3w/s1600/167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TGgVUzY_fyI/AAAAAAAABzs/q8COzyydbuM/s400/092.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505673991597031202" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TGgVWO8t-WI/AAAAAAAAB0E/m5CB7uyx2iQ/s1600/106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TGgVWO8t-WI/AAAAAAAAB0E/m5CB7uyx2iQ/s400/106.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505674016174504290" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TGgVVlVdWvI/AAAAAAAABz8/lAt4H2BxDTU/s400/102.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505674005003983602" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TGgVWsPqvZI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2-GgbSfls3w/s400/167.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505674024038612370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TGgVVQodzlI/AAAAAAAABz0/0hpUf6rgixo/s1600/174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TGgVVQodzlI/AAAAAAAABz0/0hpUf6rgixo/s400/174.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505673999446560338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: It was crappy. I had slight fever and ate panadol. Was suppose to meet up at 2pm for project work, but guess what? I end up meeting up with Grace Ang and Qian Ni at 5pm! I took a long time to paste the toilet paper over the newspaper and painted them! Do until 5am still haven't finish! (*FELICIA: You fast typer type until so good uh! You have a cute Kristabelle. Thanks uh. I know Kristabelle is cute, but you even cuter can? :D Thanks for everything!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Happy Birthday, MUMMY! I love you! :)&lt;br /&gt;Woke up for tuition, dad drove me there and drove Germy there too. Ate like a pig again, before going tuition. Practiced ORAL, the exact same thing Miss Lim taught! :/&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, then shopped like mad, before coming home to finish up painting the project. I fell asleep halfway on the floor. And end up facebook-ing and blogging instead of doing my homework! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it's late now. I got to go! Byebye peeps, goodnight, sweet dreams and God Bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*-(Special post!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Braced myself for the goodbye, cause that's all I've ever known. Then, you took me by surprise. You said, "I'll never leave you alone."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-7266856243794204891?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/7266856243794204891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=7266856243794204891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/7266856243794204891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/7266856243794204891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-love-taylor-swift.html' title='I Love Taylor Swift'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TGgOeXoGf1I/AAAAAAAABzc/noDIOB0ATE8/s72-c/Taylor_Swift_Background_by_victoriasdaisy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-375944223545351269</id><published>2010-08-10T01:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T03:14:26.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outward Bound Singapore</title><content type='html'>I'm doing an official post on OBS now. (Happy now?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: We gathered in school as usual, however with a different mindset and bigger bagpacks. Took a bus from school to Punggol  then from Punggol we took a boat ride to Pula Ubin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;NEHRU&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;was my group, and the group &lt;/span&gt;members are &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;Cheryl.W, Faith, Hannah.T, Hannah.L, Matilda, Cherilyn, Justina, Taiying, John, Mk, Wenfu, Josehua, Zhen Rong, Zhanwei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;and&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt; Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. I'm sad that I was split up from Cynthia, Teri, Ayaka and the others because I'm not so close to the people in my group. We learnt how to pitch tents and then belay our friends. John had to belay me, and I didn't trust him to keep me safe at first. I scared I fall or something, but then the instructor asked me to climb for the second time, and slowly I trusted him as well as others. Okay, the food was nice during lunch but then we found out we had to cook our own dinner at night. We were given rations for the next few days of camp. When we cooked dinner at night, only our ingredients were edible, the rice just suck ballz. Nevertheless, the tents were shitty too! So stuffy and hot, like no tmr! Time flies so slowly when you're suffering! Had to squeeze with 4 other girls in a tent.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: We woke up to keep the tents early in the morning and were late because we had trouble keeping the tents. Because apparently some shithole think shinning the torchlight and supervising means helping. Moving on, we had to do rock climbing. And so, I was assistant belayer for &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Josehua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; while he make it to the top like a pro climber. Then I tried the middle one, and only made it to the 5th panel. After that, I belayed Dora (Her second time climbing. She made it to the top on her first try at the other rock wall.) who took very long, resting and trying to figure out how to make her way up. Belaying is hard work! Then I wanted to go again on the other rock wall, so Josehua belayed me (Thanks). I managed to climb to the top! :) It's a great achievement for me, ever since after P5. We had Kayaking lessons later on, and I partnered with Zhanwui. It seemed so cool at first, because the last time we kayak was Sec 1. Hmmm, later, we were told that we had capsize! It's like WTF. So the trial run of the capsizing activity was with Hannah.L, it was scary! Then the actually thing was that when we capsized we had to do the T-rescue thingy. Joey and Mingkai have to "rescue" us. Zhanwui and I actually capsized 2 times. The first time was the real thing, and loads of fish/frogs(?) came jumping over me, I couldn't help but start screaming my lungs out. It was crazy! Hey, I'm Kristabelle, do you normally see me screaming? HELL NO! Then when I manage to sit in the boat, Zhanwui accidentally caused us to capsize again! I almost wanted to cry, but I held on to my tears. Next, we had to help Mingkai with the T-rescue thing. Joey freaked out, so our instructor Tracy helped her. Mingkai ended up doing the T-rescue thing solo. Must had been very tiring for him. We then kayak-ed to campsite 2 which was suckier than the first one. Pitched our tents before we bathe. Dinner was better, maggie noodle actually tasted like maggie noodle! :D Thanks to those who cooked the food :)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: We work up early to keep the tents and then had a group gathering. We shared what we felt and learnt the two days. Suddenly, somebody farted and shouted out "It's not me, it's not me, it's my shoeeee!!!" Come on, it's like so obvious its you right? One thing, either you apologise or keep your mouth shut. Then we had our Land Expedition! Our bags were like so heavy and we had to keep walking for hours! I think I had too much heat or something, and started to speak some crazy stuff along the way. Our group managed to pull thru all the difficulties and reached our campsite on time, however, we only cleared two checkpoints. But it was kind of worth it. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;NEHRU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kind of bonded even more! :) Damn sad luh, we had to pee in the bushes! It was disgusting, but went to pee with Hannah.L and Justina. So funny! Haha. Dinner was maggie mee again! But the ingredients wasn't that good. I have to apologize to Faith now, I'm sorry that I had to make you scream to get me over to help. But I enjoyed opening the cans to crushed them, helps exercise hand muscles! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Packed everything before we prepare to set off for our sea expedition. I partnered with Wenfu who is the Left-side leader or whatever the position is called. It was a tough journey, but it felt as if everyone had fun! The whole thing lasted for 7hours, which include break, and pee break. It was an awesome journey. "I am a Cong, I am a Cong-Hong, I am a Cong-Hong-Rong-I-Song-Tong-I-A-Nong. I have Cong-Hong-Rong-I-Song-Tong in my Hong-E-A-Rong-Tong and I will Long-I-Vong-E E-Tong-E-Rong-Nong-A-Long-Long-Yong." Heehee! Taught by Wenfu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUN ALL THE WAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Jetty jump was scary, but managed to jump. We saw a jellyfish! :) Done last few things with each other, helped out and had fun! After OBS ended, ate at Pizza Hut with Ayaka, Teri and Hannah.L! :) Awesome day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things I didn't mention: Mosquito bites suck ttm! Never ending one leh! But finally everything ended! :) Kind of missed &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;NEHRU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Learnt alot from the camp, and I'm trying to be more outspoken! And to be a little bit more humorous so I can cheer people up, but my jokes are so lame, I don't even understand. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D Thats all about it for OBS camp! :) However, if you make me go OBS for 21 days, no thanks! You can roll down the hill now and say byebye! :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;-&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;THE LAST AIRBENDER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TF7-DfzmJjI/AAAAAAAABzA/rf1ceilWTXc/s1600/The-Last-Airbender-movie-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TF7-DfzmJjI/AAAAAAAABzA/rf1ceilWTXc/s400/The-Last-Airbender-movie-poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503115130724296242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch The Last Airbender with my family! The movie effects ain't bad but too bad the movie is just too draggy for me. I almost fell asleep in the cinema, but didn't. There will be 2 or 3 more sequel to this movie which will be about how Aang master, the Earth and Fire elements just like how he master the water element in this movie. At the first part of the movie, I thought I hear Justin Bieber's voice, then I was shocked. (I imagine Justin Bieber as that boy, botak.) HEEHEE! Oh, Seychelle Gabriel looks very pretty with white hair in the movie! Saddly, in the movie she gave her life back to the Moon spirit. However, I hope she'll still be in the next movie!&lt;br /&gt;I will continue to watch the continual of this movie, and I hope it'll be better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay I have got to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Byeee peeps, will blog soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-375944223545351269?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/375944223545351269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=375944223545351269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/375944223545351269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/375944223545351269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/08/outward-bound-singapore.html' title='Outward Bound Singapore'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TF7-DfzmJjI/AAAAAAAABzA/rf1ceilWTXc/s72-c/The-Last-Airbender-movie-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-7547392909745080766</id><published>2010-08-07T02:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T02:19:08.555+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stuck like glue'/><title type='text'>Look back into the journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XAbcgmwq3EU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XAbcgmwq3EU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog about OBS camp tomorrow! :DDDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-7547392909745080766?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/7547392909745080766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=7547392909745080766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/7547392909745080766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/7547392909745080766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/08/look-back-into-journey.html' title='Look back into the journey'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-2573758640730970968</id><published>2010-08-06T23:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T23:41:48.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Left or Right Brainer</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Right Brain/ Left Brain Quiz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td colspan="2" align="left"&gt;The higher of these two numbers below indicates which side of your brain has dominance in your life.  Realising your right brain/left brain tendancy will help you interact with and to understand others.&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr nowrap=""&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Left Brain Dominance: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.intelliscript.net/test_area/questionnaire/bar_graph.gif" width="96" height="12" alt="16" /&gt;(16)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr nowrap=""&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Right Brain Dominance: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.intelliscript.net/test_area/questionnaire/bar_graph.gif" width="96" height="12" alt="16" /&gt;(16)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.intelliscript.net/test_area/questionnaire/questionnaire.cgi?q=questionnaire_ini"&gt;Right Brain/ Left Brain Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/5489111860669685397-2573758640730970968?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/2573758640730970968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=2573758640730970968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/2573758640730970968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/2573758640730970968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/08/left-or-right-brainer.html' title='Left or Right Brainer'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-7575588499079268845</id><published>2010-08-01T01:15:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T01:49:48.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathe deep and feel the air around you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TFRd2NFnGII/AAAAAAAABy4/Bsu4GyOPTMA/s1600/Fireheart_by_juliadavis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TFRd2NFnGII/AAAAAAAABy4/Bsu4GyOPTMA/s400/Fireheart_by_juliadavis.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500124230733731970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fire Heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, I practically did nothing but read today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Celebrated my grandmother's birthday today! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Actually I spent time sleeping at her house, cause I was totally drained from everything that happened in the week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;First it was common test, which I'm glad is over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then it came when we got back our results. (Failed maths, passed chinese and chemistry!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On Friday, watch clique meeting! Cam-whored the whole time luh! But it was fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hmmm... Remember I said I made up some poems during lit class?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes here it is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, my sweet watermelon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Round as you are, green as you may.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sweet and red on the inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Take a slice, and you may all find&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;the happiness it brings in every single bite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(Okay it sounds funny, and I changed it from the original one that I wrote)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Vampire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In the alley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Darkness is lurking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nobody knows for sure, what is coming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Take a peek and you'll find&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;something that might  make you hit rewind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Born in the myth, creatures of the night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;will then draw your life, with just a quick bite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know it sounds retarded or something. But I wrote it as the words come into my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh God, Monday is OBS and I hope it'll be as fun as what people said it would be like!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Haha, I'm scared, but I know God and my friends will be there for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Got to go to sleep. Goodnights! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-You're part of my daily routine, part of the oxygen in every breath i take in. Losing you means losing a part of me. I know that someday everything will change, but for now I just want it to be the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-7575588499079268845?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/7575588499079268845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=7575588499079268845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/7575588499079268845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/7575588499079268845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/08/breathe-deep-and-feel-air-around-you.html' title='Breathe deep and feel the air around you'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TFRd2NFnGII/AAAAAAAABy4/Bsu4GyOPTMA/s72-c/Fireheart_by_juliadavis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-1283654430397592499</id><published>2010-07-31T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T01:29:10.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BRB</title><content type='html'>Will be blogging tmr, which is a few hours to daylight. Goodnights :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-1283654430397592499?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/1283654430397592499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=1283654430397592499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/1283654430397592499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/1283654430397592499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/07/brb.html' title='BRB'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-6188869140525491197</id><published>2010-07-29T01:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T01:18:50.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vampire Diaries; The Return: Shadow Souls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TFBjKrvgbII/AAAAAAAAByw/Ew0QbzbGnOo/s1600/12322_389143293952_542373952_3799530_5425335_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TFBjKrvgbII/AAAAAAAAByw/Ew0QbzbGnOo/s400/12322_389143293952_542373952_3799530_5425335_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499004180211199106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damon and Elena!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently in Vampire Diaries; The Return: Shadow Souls, Elena and Damon are like the main part of the story! Hehee, how awesome can it get? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuppp, I'm a fan of The Vampire Diaries. Ever since I started reading till I watch the series and back to reading again (before season 2 comes out on screen). I seem to be able to like smile or cry while reading the book or any other books that I can read. I got like so many books I want to finish reading and I'm wondering if I can smuggle some to OBS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, next week is OBS. How torturing can it be? No handphone, no music, just a whole bunch of sec3 in the wild with some instructors and teachers. No sweets either, it's like WTH. But anyway, I think its going to be fun! Haha, tomorrow going to start shopping for items for OBS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay tmr got school, I have to off my computer alr. Will blog soon as much as possible before OBS starts. Byeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tricia:&lt;/span&gt; Haha, yeah I didn't blog when I changed the skin. Now I'm addicted to Lies by Bigbang!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-6188869140525491197?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/6188869140525491197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=6188869140525491197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/6188869140525491197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/6188869140525491197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/07/vampire-diaries-return-shadow-souls.html' title='Vampire Diaries; The Return: Shadow Souls'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TFBjKrvgbII/AAAAAAAAByw/Ew0QbzbGnOo/s72-c/12322_389143293952_542373952_3799530_5425335_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-8054240487065074880</id><published>2010-07-20T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T00:37:28.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not a Bieliber.</title><content type='html'>Haha. I'm not a Biebliber but his songs are nice. Okay, I really hate myself for not putting what's important on the top of my to do list. Today, I on the computer to finish up my Geography work, but what did I end up doing? I end up playing Audition. I think I'm like screwed luh. It's happening everyday! I'm so going ask my mum to hide the computer until common test is over!&lt;div&gt;I still have my homework not done, and tomorrow have to wear RHD clothes because of Hildan Runway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FML luh. I don't know what am I getting into nor do I know how to plan my time well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll start all over tomorrow. Tuition, Homework and Study!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Byeebyeee. Will blog after CT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-8054240487065074880?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/8054240487065074880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=8054240487065074880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/8054240487065074880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/8054240487065074880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-not-bieliber.html' title='I&apos;m not a Bieliber.'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-8344897866375864206</id><published>2010-07-07T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T18:48:03.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FT ISLAND :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OAiH60TfLv4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OAiH60TfLv4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0efjkkqc5iY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0efjkkqc5iY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SXUUypuiWFQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SXUUypuiWFQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll never stop liking FT Island luhzxzx! They are so awesomezxzx ttm! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder what would it be like to have group that can sing and perform together, I think it would be fun as well as tiring. But at least there are friends in the group that can give each other support and have fun at the same time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I totally luv Amaths lessons, Mrs Wong is so funny! I miss Mr Lim cause it has been quiet in chemistry class, I hope he'll be back soon! It has been stressing like crap. For some crappy reason, I can't finish all my homework in time! Therefore, I'm spending lesser time on the computer. And most of my time is spent on sleeping!&lt;br /&gt;Gtg, byezxz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-8344897866375864206?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/8344897866375864206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=8344897866375864206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/8344897866375864206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/8344897866375864206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/07/ft-island-d.html' title='FT ISLAND :D'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-6371889678775216041</id><published>2010-07-04T23:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T00:45:12.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Post to TRICIA NEO (a.k.a Trishy)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY, TRICIA NEO ZI YI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490081103617024818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TDCvrREtYzI/AAAAAAAAByE/KgFEN-LulHI/s400/216.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm sorry Tricia for not being able to wish you on my blog on time. This is the belated special Birthday post for you! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490081098901426322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TDCvq_gbEJI/AAAAAAAABx8/oyjWLe0Bwpg/s400/20090905_Taeyang_1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;Taeyang specially hosting it. (Haha)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, finally you're 15 alr (so old uh). Okay luh, I also old alr. Aiyo, I sound like some auntie. Haha, but anyway, yup I know you since P1 so, if I didn't calculate wrongly, we know each other for 9 years alr! Next year 10-year anniversary hor (Not wedding one uh, 10 year anniversary of friendship)! Why do I sound so funny saying all the anniversary stuff, like I'm married to you? Even though we only really get to know each other in Secondary 1 and our friendship wasn't that strong, I like you(as a friend, duh) from the start. I know that in those few years we had conflicts and problems, but after we trashed it out to each other, cried along the way and it was tough. But along the way, we build a better friendship and I'm glad that things are better between us now. I really enjoyed the times we had together, it was funny and enjoyable and hope to be able to go to your house soon. Japan Trip was Awesome too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God that you were borned, and allow us to met and become friends. Because I know without you, my life would not be interesting. I want you to know, you're one of my special friends that have entered my life and brought meaning into my life. Joys, sorrows, crazyness, laughter, shopping together, watching movie together and many many stuff. I think without you, I won't be able to experience that much. Because you made my life fun, without you, I don't think I'll understand what is really fun. You're always the one who brings laughter, and I'm always happy when I'm with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you a belated birthday and that you'll be happy every single day because you smile and joy makes the people around you happy too. All the best in whatever you do or you want to do. I love you Tricia like a "sister"(does the quotation sign) from the bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490081121652019394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TDCvsUQlkMI/AAAAAAAAByU/eV8_E8Mg-Cw/s400/729.JPG" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;Heehee!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490081115564642450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TDCvr9lPkJI/AAAAAAAAByM/6eOIeUOKxsg/s400/613.JPG" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;Awesome!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490081133060626498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TDCvs-wnGEI/AAAAAAAAByc/wjpLxNSkSFM/s400/130520103971.JPG" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;Thank you!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-6371889678775216041?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/6371889678775216041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=6371889678775216041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/6371889678775216041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/6371889678775216041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/07/special-post-to-tricia-neo-aka-trishy.html' title='Special Post to TRICIA NEO (a.k.a Trishy)'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TDCvrREtYzI/AAAAAAAAByE/KgFEN-LulHI/s72-c/216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-8453508376415319951</id><published>2010-06-24T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T01:56:16.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HONG KI is really, really Awesome.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cYj6dgm7XaM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cYj6dgm7XaM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for service learning today with Abigail and Germaine at Dublin Rd, Alphabet Childcare center. The kids there were adorable and some of them learn and speak Japanese! We spent 4 hours there with the kids, and we couldn't bear to leave the kids as they are so adorable and nice. Ate in RamenPlay @ 313. Went to shop awhile with Germaine @ Diva(Bought a bestfriend necklace &amp; ring), Forever 21, CottonOn and HMV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then spent $10.70 on the feet therapy thing where you sit down and dip your legs into a tank with fishes that eats up dead skins. At first, me and Germaine was laughing out loud because of the itchiness when the fishes nibble on our skin. But after awhile we got use to it. (Now I can still feel fishes nibbling my feet when there is none).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I went to find my Mum at Mango, before going to Comics Connection to buy Wii game and Ds game (Pokemon HeartGold). Now I'm spam watching Good Daddy. (HONG KI!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I download it into my phone first then I'm gonna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-8453508376415319951?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/8453508376415319951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=8453508376415319951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/8453508376415319951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/8453508376415319951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/06/hong-ki-is-really-really-awesome.html' title='HONG KI is really, really Awesome.'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-35593891031277359</id><published>2010-06-18T02:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T02:47:42.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PARK SHIN HYE AND JANG GEUN SUK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jang Geun Suk and Park Shin Hye Interview with Mook 21&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 289px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483804680314940722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TBpjTWPL7TI/AAAAAAAABwU/wG5xK93Q5p8/s400/31473167.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jang Geun Suk and Park Shin Hye had an interview with Mook 21 magazine, a Japanese publication. The following is an excerpt from their interview. It is clear that the two of them are good friends (but I don’t think anything more than that… although they’re pretty generous with the compliments).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire interview was translated by the Park Shin Hye International Community – so kudos to them for sharing it with the fans!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mook: We heard that you guys are very close, do you see each other often?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jang Geun Suk&lt;/strong&gt; (JGS): Actually if I walk from my home to Shin Hye’s, I only need 5 minutes. However no matter how many times I have said, “Come to my house to play!” she doesn’t come.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Park Shin Hye&lt;/strong&gt; (PSH): I didn’t say that!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: My mother loves Shin Hye very much.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: His mother really likes me, next time I will visit his place for sure.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 378px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483804685648956770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TBpjTqG6jWI/AAAAAAAABwc/zPKWND88FoE/s400/38862204.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mook: I understand that you two had worked together once before because of a famous cosmetics brand’s CF. Do you still remember how it was like when you first met?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: I remember that the first time we met was at the costume fitting, but before that CF, oppa and I already had starred in a mini drama before. From a long time ago, I had already heard that he “has a very handsome face, is very hardworking at learning how to act, and is a very friendly person.” When we first met, I was a little nervous, but Geun Suk oppa was very friendly to me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: Actually when she first saw me, I think she must have thought that I didn’t have any image at all! (laugh)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: I did not! He was very handsome, therefore I was very shy and didn’t know what to say or do.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: Why?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: Because you’re too handsome!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: Hmm… you’re not kidding are you?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mook: So during this time’s filming, have you found anything new about each other?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: Oppa has a perfect image, but he also has some easily-spotted defects.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: Haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: But he is really outstanding at acting. However busy he is, he never takes a break from learning acting skills. So I am really thankful that I have a chance to work with him. Moreover he always takes care of the younger ones.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: But I also frequently forget my lines.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: Sometimes when I saw that he had forgotten his lines, but still talk on the phone at the filming venue, I would scold him angrily.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: (laughs) I was always being scolded.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: During the filming, whenever there was a free time, oppa would text a certain someone nonstop. So I was trying to stop him from using his cel phone at the filming place.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: (serious) No, I was actually discussing with the producer about my character, but was always said by her that I was doing this doing that. Ah I couldn’t tell her everything that I was doing, right?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: Don’t lie. I am sure that person was not the producer.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483804692587824850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TBpjUD9RRtI/AAAAAAAABwk/Vd3IUCXGCyI/s400/43252449.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mook: After seeing the filming venue, did you have a completely new outlook?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: When all ANJELL members got together getting ready to film at the 5m deep swimming pool, Hong Ki, Yong Hwa and I thought that there were safety equipment and measures around, so we were pretty relaxed. But Geun Suk oppa was asking around nonstop about things like, “What if accidents happen? What should we do?”&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: I was preparing for any emergencies, because I thought I was responsible. The three of them didn’t think about these kinds of things and were yelling: “Let’s go play happily!” while jumping into the pool. So I was frantic and thought that I must analyze the potential dangers before getting in. In case something dangerous happens, like those in movies, I could give my oxygen tank to others.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: Sometimes he looks like a top student, but sometimes he also surprises me with his silliness.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: Ah…haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: This also led me to give bonus points to oppa, and has increased his charisma and attractiveness. I resent people who are too perfect. Although Geun Suk oppa is very perfect, he is also very silly sometimes – this resembles Hwang Tae Kyung. After meeting oppa, I feel that under these circumstances, oppa becomes more attractive. This is a compliment.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: Thank you for earnestly complimenting me. Before this, many people recommended letting Park Shin Hye to take up the role of Go Mi Nam. Actually, when I heard that it was confirmed to have Shin Hye starring as Go Mi Name, I started to look forward to it. Surprisingly, she let me see many shining opportunities and talent, so I felt very secure working with her. Among the ANJELLs, Shin Hye is the only girl, we thought that she would find it hard to fit in, but she fit in seamlessly and could portray her character very well. Thanks to her, everyone could happily finish the shooting.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is hardworking and an earnest learner. She is much better than me at this. I remember that she would give me scary glares when I was goofing around. Looking at her serious attitude at acting, I admire her. I told myself that I had to work harder at portraying my character – couldn’t let Shin Hye defeat me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: (putting on an adorable face) I was only looking at oppa’s face, wanting to catch up with him.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: Whoa! What a scary kid!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jang Geun Suk and Park Shin Hye Interview – Part II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483807732572890482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TBpmFAyMJXI/AAAAAAAABw0/LeX-xZqfhx8/s400/42957822.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mook: During the filming at the supermarket, Jang Geun Suk reached his maximum exhaustion and slept while standing for the very first time. Are there secrets that are only shared between the two of you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Park Shin Hye&lt;/strong&gt; (PSH): Secrets between us… I think there aren’t.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jang Geun Suk&lt;/strong&gt; (JGS): There are no barriers or boundaries between us, we tell each other everything. Rather than ‘secrets’, we have a lot of interesting incidents.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: Ah! I remember! Remember last time you sang Justin Timberlake’s “Sexyback”?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: (laughs) During the time the whole lot of us dined together, right?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;:We had a party after the filming ended, all the cast and crew went to sing karaoke. There were too many people, so we had to split into groups and divided into different rooms. At that time, oppa looked drunk. He was singing Justin Timberlake’s “Sexyback” while dancing Rain’s shirtless dance, showing off his stomach muscles. He went to each room and danced the same routine, like a concert tour!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: However, at that time I did not have any muscles – that was the problem.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: Every time oppa drinks alcohol, his mood becomes very good. He danced… very well.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: Really?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: For me, even if people told me to dance, I would be too shy to do so. Oppa really is the best mood-arousing person.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: That’s because when I drink I become crazy, yeah? (smiles)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: Let’s talk about something else…&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: “Something else” means…?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: Uhhh…. the supermarket! Suddenly everything becomes clear now!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: (laughs) While we were filming at the supermarket…&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: At that time we hadn’t slept for around a week… At that time the four of us nearly couldn’t open our eyes any longer. Besides, oppa had to film a CF the day before. So during the filming, when he finished his line and the director yelled, “Cut!” he would immediately fall asleep while standing… (laughs)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: It was my first time sleeping while standing up.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: A completely exhausted Geun Suk oppa, it was my first time seeing him like that.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: After that I didn’t let anyone see me like that anymore. A completely exhausted me, I was so tired that day.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: The director and the crew were all like, “Geun Suk! Just a few more lines!”&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: I couldn’t hear any of their voices. (laughs)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483807731221745042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TBpmE7wDTZI/AAAAAAAABws/z4NBll7B0Qs/s400/43252449-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mook: We heard that the ANJELLs are very close, during the filming many nicknames were given to you guys.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: Yes, about the nicknames, Shin Hye knows about them most clearly.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: Geun Suk oppa said that his dream type of girl is “with good taste at things and like a good mother, like the women from the Renaissance period.” If you look at him closely, you will see his British duke-like side. So I call him “Mr. Renaissance,” “Renai-Jang” in short. At first oppa looked forward to seeing me as his dream type of woman, but instead of that he saw a cheerful and bubbly me, and called me “Avant-artist type,” therefore I earned the nickname “Avant-Hye.” Hong Ki is originally a shining star, so he’s “Hong-Star”! As for Yong Hwa, because he is very quiet… Although he doesn’t talk much, he is hardworking and down to earth. But he also has times when he puts down his quiet self and reveals his true self. Like an onion so the more you look at him, the more attractive you think he is.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: Because some BTS are recorded and published, so we didn’t want to wreck our images by calling each other the real nicknames we have for each other. As a result we made up those four nicknames. (smile)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mook: Who always had the script in his/her hands during the filming?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: Yong Hwa?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: Yeah – Yong Hwa. As a newbie he was determined to control his weaknesses. Without a good feeling, he thought that he couldn’t act well. Yong Hwa knows what he is weak at. Born and raised in Pusan, he has to overcome great difficulties in changing his accent. It is very challenging, but no matter how difficult it is, he works very hard to overcome the difficulties.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: Yong Hwa has a lot of patience. When I reached a certain point that I wanted to give up during the shooting, he was the one who saved me. A dangerous and superb person!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mook: Who is the most interesting person?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: Hong Ki?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: Lee Hong Ki!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: A very hilarious and enthusiastic person.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: Hong Ki is a weirdo! (laughs) He always says ridiculous things. For example, he always says something like, “Geun Suk oppa likes me very much!” and always asks me how to become someone like me. So annoying! He says things that I can’t even remember. Sometimes I even questioned whether he had drunk alcohol before going to the shooting venues! (laughs)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: Geun Suk oppa, me and Yong Hwa are all A-blood type people, only Hong Ki is AB. So the three of us are all very normal, only Hong Ki is special. (laughs) But it wasn’t only Hong Ki – all of us could be hilarious and lift the mood easily, so there was always laughter.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: When we had to grasp the true feelings of our characters, we wouldn’t say funny things. But during all other times, all the cast and crew were laughing so hard along with us. It was really funny.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jang Geun Suk and Park Shin Hye Interview – Part III&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483810515530563842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TBponAHAQQI/AAAAAAAABxc/4kCzp3i8ak8/s400/31473167-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mook: Who can eat the best?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Park Shin Hye&lt;/strong&gt; (PSH): Me?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jang Geun Suk&lt;/strong&gt; (JGS): Shin Hye! She eats a lot of healthy food that’s good for the body.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: Rather than saying that I eat a lot…&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: It’s better to say that she eats healthily.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: I try my best to eat food that’s is good for my health.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: Not those yogurt or dairy products, but those that could be stored in a lunch box and brought to the shooting venue. When the filming ended, all the ANJELL members went on a skiing trip. During that time, Shin Hye cooked breakfast for us every day.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mook: There are a lot of scenes with Tae-Kyung and Minam together, which of these scenes have put in the most emotions and feelings?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: The scene where Minam witnesses Tae Kyung and Heyi kissing. Although I knew that the two of them were only pretending, when I saw it, I felt as if my chest hurt as much as Minam. My mind was blury, I didn’t know what to think. I asked myself, “Why am I like this? Have I really become Minam?” At that time, I really cried.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: For me, it is the scene in which Tae Kyung holds onto Minyeo’s hand in Okinawa, but Minyeo still went away. I thought, “If I really let her go like this, maybe we’ll never meet again.” My chest hurt. I really hated myself, because I was going to apologize to Minyeo and beg her to stay, but I couldn’t do it. I felt very lost at the departure of Minyeo. Tae Kyung usually cried out loud when he was sad, but at that moment, I was too sad to even cry, I could only tremble.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: We both have stored the chest-hurting feeling deep down in our hearts as memories.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 371px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483810530646758962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TBpon4a_FjI/AAAAAAAABxk/KVlZTvEniOc/s400/43252449-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mook: We would also like to hear about the funny imaginary scenes. What are your most memorable imaginary scenes?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: The next morning after Manager Ma gave the taser to Minam. The scene in which I saw Minam lying on my body, imagining wildly, that scene.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: And the wedding scene in which I wore the bridal dress!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mook: (to Geun Suk) How did you feel when you saw Shin Hye wearing the bridal dress?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: Really, really beautiful. Fits her very well!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: Hahaha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: Really. Although every woman looks pretty when she wears a bridal dress, it fits Shin Hye very well. Yesterday I rewatched You’re Beautiful starting from episode 12 to the last one. You look beautiful in the dress even on TV. Yelling “Oppa!” while running towards me, oh don’t mention how cute that face is!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: (smiles shyly)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mook: How did you feel wearing the dress?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: Actually I was very nervous and excited, but in that situation I had to wear the dress and run after Tae Kyung… it was quite amusing.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483810540163574946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TBpoob3-LKI/AAAAAAAABxs/A_ElCDF2pqc/s400/38862204-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mook: You guys said that the garden in which the wedding scene was filmed is very beautiful and memorable.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: That is a place that I never want to remember.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: It was so cold that I felt like I was freezing to death.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: That day was really cold. On the contrary, Okinawa was very warm. We were lucky.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: But I don’t have special thoughts on Okinawa…&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: Same here. Two hours after we arrived, the shooting started. We didn’t even have time to take a rest, it was very tiring.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: Oh yeah, that scene in which I saved Minam in the pool, although the scene only lasts for a short time, we had to dive into a 5M deep pool and filmed for 2 weeks. At that time I felt that the pool was very cold and very scary. When I got out of the pool, I was so tired that I couldn’t move.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mook: Jeremy’s dog Jolie looks like she doesn’t like to be hugged by Jeremy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: Haha, that’s a very direct question. When the dog arrived at the filming venue, it didn’t want to be hugged.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: At first, Jolie liked to be hugged, but as the shooting time got longer, she didn’t want to be hugged. Maybe she felt the stress.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: But Jolie seemed to like Shin Hye a lot.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: Haha – that’s because I always gave her food to eat, so our relationship improved.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: But Jolie felt a lot of pressure when she saw the cameras. When the filming nearly ended, Jolie ran out to the road when the crew wasn’t paying attention – scared us all.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483810542260606098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TBpoojr8VJI/AAAAAAAABx0/HITZAtle88o/s400/55433073.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mook: After the filming ended, what do Geun Suk usually chat with Shin Hye about?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: Actually we didn’t have many opportunities to chat, because after the filming ended, it was New Year’s time. I had a lot of work. I wished to have activities and work with ANJELLs but sadly I mostly had individual work. So it turned out that ANJELLs were usually performing individually instead of as a group. For example, Shin Hye and Yong Hwa needed to host the SBS Music Awards, I needed to host the Drama Awards, and I also gave out awards to the other three ANJELLs. Although my schedule looked like I could have a lot of time hanging out with the three of them, we didn’t really sit down and chat until everything ended and we went on a skiing trip together. Sadly, Yong Hwa didn’t go because he had to work.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: I also felt very sick after the filming and stayed home to sleep.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: Yes, yes. Shin Hye seemed like she still hadn’t come out of her Minam character. When I knew that, I didn’t contact Shin Hye for some times.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: I think Minam resembles me. It was the first time trying so hard to come out of a character. During that period of time I really wanted to see the other three, but I thought if I met them I would pass on my negative feelings to them so I didn’t contact them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: Because I am very close to Shin Hye’s manager, I heard that Shin Hye was very unhappy, as she had been living as Minam for three months. It was hard for her to come out of the character. Although the drama has ended, we still have a lot of opportunities working together. Plus we live very near, so chances are that we’d bump into each other in the streets. That’s why I thought I should give Shin Hye some time on her own, to face her true self, so during that period of time I purposely did not contact her. Recently I heard that Shin Hye has successfully come out of her character, so I am very happy for her.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: Yes, yes, especially during December 2009, that month was especially hard for me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: Yes, I knew it immediately when I saw her facial expressions – Eh, that was absolutely not Shin Hye. The Shin Hye I know is a very happy and humorous person. During the award show, she was also very down.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: Yeah, my health was very bad at that time. I was so tired that I was dehydrated. Even on the morning of the award show I was still in the hospital.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: At that time I was really worried about Shin Hye’s health.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: But now I’m healed – hehe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mook: The duo is different from Hong Ki and Yong Hwa, as it was the first time for you to become singers. How did you feel?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: For an individual artist, everything is decided between me and my manager, appearance design, hairstyle, etc. But for a band, one can strive together with band members. The feeling was peculiar. Like in an interview, I couldn’t just say what I think, but need to cooperate with others and come up with a “group” answer. Everything discussed together to give answers. I like this kind of feeling. Oh and I like it when everyone lived together.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: Right, right, and our dorm. Everyone lived together, including our managers.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: When we were waiting for the filming to start, we would discuss what we would eat later. It was really happy! There weren’t any dull moments, and time passed really quickly.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: At that time because everyone was around, I felt much support from them, and I told myself that I needed to work hard!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: At first I thought that we were just a popular band in a drama, but one day during an outdoors shooting, people were yelling, “Wow! ANJELL!” From that moment onwards I felt the attractiveness of bands, and I started to think of myself as a real ANJELL member.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: Yes usually people called us, “Jang Geun Suk! Park Shin Hye!” Suddenly we were being called, “ANJELL!” At first I was also not used to it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: I thought: “Hm, have I really become a really popular idol?” Haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mook: Many people have suggested You’re Beautiful Season 2. If it is confirmed that there will be a season 2 will you two still star in it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSH&lt;/strong&gt;: It’s very hard to say. If the original cast agrees to star in it, then I will.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JGS&lt;/strong&gt;: There are a lot of wonderful ANJELL memories from You’re Beautiful. Too much to talk about in such a short interview. If it fits my schedule, I will certainly star in Season 2 if there is one.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: http://kaedejun.wordpress.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-35593891031277359?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/35593891031277359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=35593891031277359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/35593891031277359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/35593891031277359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/06/park-shin-hye-and-jang-geun-suk.html' title='PARK SHIN HYE AND JANG GEUN SUK'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TBpjTWPL7TI/AAAAAAAABwU/wG5xK93Q5p8/s72-c/31473167.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-274374532872017945</id><published>2010-06-17T19:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T19:51:42.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't get enough of Jang Geun Suk &amp; Park Shin Hye!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483706540905345762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TBoKC4cmMuI/AAAAAAAABv8/5cFkH-1wvgs/s400/20091121112851677021250.jpg" /&gt;Yup, I can't get enough of Jang Geun Suk and Park Shin Hye. Both of them are an adorable pair. I will continue hoping for a You're Beautiful Season 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483706548466997410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TBoKDUnb2KI/AAAAAAAABwE/qkawiALjTiU/s400/20091121112851677022251.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NshqtCtNa4A&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NshqtCtNa4A&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9Y01IX2_3OA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9Y01IX2_3OA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua Ang is so cool in Your Hand In Mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 307px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483706554601272242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TBoKDrd9c7I/AAAAAAAABwM/rQrB2mcR3vo/s400/C4F8BC782A1DAAF1ABBE5EFE666A1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-274374532872017945?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/274374532872017945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=274374532872017945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/274374532872017945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/274374532872017945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/06/cant-get-enough-of-jang-geun-suk-park.html' title='Can&apos;t get enough of Jang Geun Suk &amp; Park Shin Hye!'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TBoKC4cmMuI/AAAAAAAABv8/5cFkH-1wvgs/s72-c/20091121112851677021250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-3699201197048659990</id><published>2010-06-17T18:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T18:53:47.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Korean Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AnR5RO6tCWc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AnR5RO6tCWc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/yukarilovesrika"&gt;Yukailovesrika Channel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-3699201197048659990?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/3699201197048659990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=3699201197048659990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/3699201197048659990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/3699201197048659990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/06/korean-dance.html' title='Korean Dance'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-7084884930022759330</id><published>2010-06-17T02:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T02:18:24.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homework Rush</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483437167285631026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TBkVDRg7-DI/AAAAAAAABv0/CuXNibgs7_c/s400/16062010358.JPG" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;Mad Hatter. (Laughs)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh, the title really doesn't fit the whole thing. I haven't started on my homework yet, so the part where Rushing comes in will be postponed to a later date. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that picture, looks really funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who cares luh, nevermind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired and I'm going to sleep. Goodnight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-7084884930022759330?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/7084884930022759330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=7084884930022759330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/7084884930022759330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/7084884930022759330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/06/homework-rush.html' title='Homework Rush'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TBkVDRg7-DI/AAAAAAAABv0/CuXNibgs7_c/s72-c/16062010358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-1609902245010426055</id><published>2010-06-15T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T00:49:06.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Germaine Lim Hui Shi (a.k.a Germy)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY,GERMAINE LIM HUI SHI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482671347404423602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TBZcisJAwbI/AAAAAAAABvs/cOyGXdfMPus/s400/919.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This post is specially for you. I know I was not able to message you on time, but better late than never. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haha, you finally 15 years old already. Big girl alr (LOL, I sound like a mum ;X). If we calculate, we have known each other for 7 years alr, right? 3 more years to a decade of friendship between us alr. Haha, sound like those kind of drama thing, where old friends always meet up for tea and stuff. Even after next year graduate, still must communicate okay? Haha. I know that this 7 years has been long and tough, but our friendship has gone through challenges and have changed. As years pass we grow more mature (at least girls mature faster than guys), and found lots of new meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On this special day, I thank God that you were borned, and allow us to met and become friends. Because I know without you, I would have been quite lost in life. I want you to know, you're one of my special friends that have entered my life and brought meaning into my life. Joys, sorrows, crazyness, laughter, shopping together, watching movie together, watch dramas, watch anime and many many stuff. I think without you, I won't be able to experience that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just want to wish you a Happy Birthday, and that you'll be very happy for the 24 hours of your Birthday. Also must be happy and smile everyday, because your smile brings warmth to others just like the sun that always gives us warmth. Iwish you good health, and all the best in everything you do or want to do. May God bless you everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love you Germaine, as a friend and as a "sister" (does the quotation sign action).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5 Photos from Japanm OLE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482671313118217874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TBZcgsaixpI/AAAAAAAABvM/C7IdpmSavIk/s400/591.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482671332708710610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TBZch1ZR-NI/AAAAAAAABvc/05m3kp8DMdo/s400/812.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482671325701180306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TBZchbSji5I/AAAAAAAABvU/LfChu81ZEgM/s400/613.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482671339979883538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TBZciQe3RBI/AAAAAAAABvk/yP09N8vco0E/s400/883.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-1609902245010426055?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/1609902245010426055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=1609902245010426055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/1609902245010426055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/1609902245010426055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/06/to-germaine-lim-hui-shi-aka-germy.html' title='To Germaine Lim Hui Shi (a.k.a Germy)'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TBZcisJAwbI/AAAAAAAABvs/cOyGXdfMPus/s72-c/919.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-4626506757272275453</id><published>2010-06-14T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T22:17:53.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming Big</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482628040669653154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TBY1J5-16KI/AAAAAAAABvE/YkWjKWw6xmk/s400/408069690_hmXE3K27_wkdrmstjr.jpg" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;Please fill up my world with colours.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Kristabelle does dream Big. But she feels she can't live up to that dream she's secretly dreaming for. Her heart screams inside of her for a long long time, but nobody actually knows because she keeps it to herself. She tries to try hard, but is often distracted easily. She hopes her parents will see what she really actually want or need, but sometimes they fail to do so which disappoints her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She secretly dreams of something Amazing, something amazing which many people have also dreamt of before. Some have succeeded while some gave up that dream for a more realistic path. She really wants to work hard, but it is easier said than to be done without the determination to push her. She believes fate is in each and everyone's own hand, but her dad says fate is alr decided for everyone. She doesn't believes in that, she believes that as long as we really work hard we maybe able to achieve what we dreamt for. As long as we have tried our best, we know we have done all we could even if we failed to achieve it. The contentment of having tried hard and having fought for what we want whether we are able or not able to achieve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's going to take a rest now. Rest with the peace, music brings to people.&lt;br /&gt;So, goodnight for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-4626506757272275453?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/4626506757272275453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=4626506757272275453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/4626506757272275453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/4626506757272275453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/06/dreaming-big.html' title='Dreaming Big'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TBY1J5-16KI/AAAAAAAABvE/YkWjKWw6xmk/s72-c/408069690_hmXE3K27_wkdrmstjr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-8680527675623746728</id><published>2010-06-14T12:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T21:11:11.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Official Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482485278263053026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TBWzUCktiuI/AAAAAAAABu0/slJpSgWvA6E/s400/19543_225244451212_55928341212_3737256_2859876_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 272px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482485271264840290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TBWzTogNSmI/AAAAAAAABus/cwPn1pbfZvk/s400/19543_225255536212_55928341212_3737330_687094_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I was back from Japan 3 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;It was very Educational, the shopping trips are nice, in addition, the views are very nice. I'm lazy to blog about Japan trip lah. (Ends here)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heehee, I better pay up for my Pig Rabbit toy soon. Becoz I just ordered one, but must meet up at Boon Lay for collection. ): &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heehee, I'm gonna do other stuff now. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Tomorrow's Germaine's Birthday!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Now I'm gonna have lunch.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-8680527675623746728?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/8680527675623746728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=8680527675623746728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/8680527675623746728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/8680527675623746728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/06/official-post.html' title='Official Post'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TBWzUCktiuI/AAAAAAAABu0/slJpSgWvA6E/s72-c/19543_225244451212_55928341212_3737256_2859876_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-5312392321942964527</id><published>2010-06-13T21:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T01:15:50.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Beautiful (You're Beautiful)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482306183657434786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TBUQbXLULqI/AAAAAAAABuk/C9gV5a9TqWM/s400/7318_177707000134_177698175134_3672534_6340470_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This scene is super funny! Laugh-My-Head-Off moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8BCv3uVK27I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8BCv3uVK27I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;AWESOMEST DRAMA. (It's the best Korean drama I ever watch.)&lt;br /&gt;[Maybe I say that to every drama which I finish watching :X]&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;HE'S BEAUTIFUL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is really a nice drama! The first drama that ever made me laugh like mad and cry. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;I along with other fans hope that there will be You're Beautiful season 2! It would really be the most awesome thing in the world luh. And I saw some Parody the group ANJELL in the drama made. Super funny, especially the Tell Me Your Wish one, though it was a short video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know You're Beautiful came out last year, and I'm lagging alot by watching it now. But better than never watch. Heehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope for more! :D&lt;br /&gt;(Gotta start doing homework soon, holidays gonna end in 2 weeks time.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-5312392321942964527?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/5312392321942964527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=5312392321942964527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/5312392321942964527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/5312392321942964527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/06/hes-beautiful-youre-beautiful.html' title='He&apos;s Beautiful (You&apos;re Beautiful)'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TBUQbXLULqI/AAAAAAAABuk/C9gV5a9TqWM/s72-c/7318_177707000134_177698175134_3672534_6340470_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-2173393017336941165</id><published>2010-06-03T01:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T01:59:05.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JAPAN</title><content type='html'>A few more hours to Japan trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara people. I love you guys, becuz you guys rock!&lt;br /&gt;(Don't miss me too much! Haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you guys ALOT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-2173393017336941165?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/2173393017336941165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=2173393017336941165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/2173393017336941165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/2173393017336941165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/06/japan.html' title='JAPAN'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-3605833371542187968</id><published>2010-05-31T21:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T21:44:21.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>J-A-P-A-N</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477427543073453330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TAO7VGvVdRI/AAAAAAAABuc/iWo66bhtWUg/s400/Stitch_Ipod_by_desirexstylez.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Japan trip in 3 more days. Oh great, can't wait to leave Singapore. I'm too busy to blog right now. P-A-C-K-I-N-G.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-3605833371542187968?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/3605833371542187968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=3605833371542187968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/3605833371542187968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/3605833371542187968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/05/j-p-n.html' title='J-A-P-A-N'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/TAO7VGvVdRI/AAAAAAAABuc/iWo66bhtWUg/s72-c/Stitch_Ipod_by_desirexstylez.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-8817409102183571381</id><published>2010-05-25T23:52:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T00:39:01.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Korean Music Video Crazy!</title><content type='html'>I think I can spam watch Korean Music Videos everyday, cause they are like nice and cool in their own korean style. Different country have different style right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: Love [HD]&lt;br /&gt;Artist: C.N Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/66eouyvszaw&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/66eouyvszaw&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that C.N Blue is great. I like their song Love Revolution, I Will Forget You, I'm a loner and Teardrops in the Rain! Their song have a certain style that I like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_v1zyh_0WI/AAAAAAAABuM/SRh7nj3DLo0/s400/cnbb1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475240042085470562" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: Cabi Song&lt;br /&gt;Artist: SNSD &amp; 2PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xbnI4FgpFDQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xbnI4FgpFDQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taecyeon and Yoona are so cute together! Cabi Cabi~ (Addictive much?)&lt;br /&gt;SNSD+2PM= (hearts)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: Huh [HD]&lt;br /&gt;Artist: 4Minute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MdQl34MQ1cg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MdQl34MQ1cg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o_o (I still prefer Hot Issue)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay gtg, will continue tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-8817409102183571381?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/8817409102183571381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=8817409102183571381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/8817409102183571381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/8817409102183571381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/05/korean-music-video-crazy.html' title='Korean Music Video Crazy!'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_v1zyh_0WI/AAAAAAAABuM/SRh7nj3DLo0/s72-c/cnbb1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-6205265610134626213</id><published>2010-05-25T19:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T21:24:57.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Show Luo's 舞法舞天 3D World Tour Concert</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry for not posting, since the previous post isn't counted as my own post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, 22 May '10 (Best day of my life)&lt;br /&gt;I spent my morning sleeping and using the internet because it was like a slacky day. &lt;br /&gt;I didn't really look forward to Show Luo's concert at first as I didn't had the mood.&lt;br /&gt;As nobody else is going with me, I decided to meet up with the other SIEF people (Singapore International English Forum). My dad brought me there, and luckily, at that exact location, me and other SFC people saw Show Luo praying with his crew people! I took photos! Then met the rest at 5.30pm to queue for the merchandise. However, I think we queued up too late and before we reach the counter some of the items are alr sold out. So I bought a fan and the giant poster of Show Luo! Luckily, one of the SIEF people got the SFC card from her friend. Tungtung and me use the card to buy the special SFC tee-shirt! But there wasn't anymore M-size or S-size so I bought the L-size which is BIG. We went into the Indoor stadium and settled down in each of our seats before the show started. There were two girls sitting beside me and the girl beside me kept swinging her hair into me near end of the concert (Geez. And I heard her whispering to her friend about me. Just what is wrong huh? Zzz.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert was a blast and everything is awesome! The 3D effect was great and Show's dance moves are awesome. Huang Jing Lun came as special guest and he danced with show!!! I video-ed it!!! ;D It was the best concert I ever had. (Okay maybe that was the only concert I went to) Oh, and Show asked everyone to post how awesome his concert was on msn, facebook or by sms in order for us to get a 舞法舞天 3D World Tour Concert Part 2! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE SHOW LUO ZHI XIANG! He is awesome! I support him and look him up as my idol not just because he is hot and cute but because of the effort he put in his work and his good sense of humor. He's a good dancer, singer (despite the fact that people use to say he cannot sing), host and a comedian. He has great talents that I admire! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, HE IS MY AWESOME IDOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'll post some of the concert photo soon, only some because I took 400+ photos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, 23 May '10&lt;br /&gt;Spent my day using the computer. I didn't go to Show's autograph session D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, 24 May '10&lt;br /&gt;School + Council commendation service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, sports day was screwed up, I didn't have any energy to run at all, nor do I have the mood. And Council Commendation ceremony was funny today! Some mistakes here and there. However, I got hit by a volleyball in the right side of my face, my right eye got hit! Hurt like hell for a moment then felt better alr(I hope).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, got to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara, with love.&lt;br /&gt;Byeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-6205265610134626213?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/6205265610134626213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=6205265610134626213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/6205265610134626213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/6205265610134626213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/05/show-luos-3d-world-tour-concert.html' title='Show Luo&apos;s 舞法舞天 3D World Tour Concert'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-8879517132139572293</id><published>2010-05-23T14:40:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T15:21:41.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a spectacular “Show”!</title><content type='html'>Showy and showstopping. We know this guy ain't called 'Show' for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiwanese artiste extraordinaire Show Luo kick-started his highly-anticipated two-hour long gig in Singapore with a heart thumping dance performance of his title song 'Dance Without Limits' - a remake from his latest album Rashomon, amidst full fanfare of pyrotechnics and a stadium full of eager enraptured fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A diversion from the usual concert-going experience, 3D paper glasses - decorated with leopard prints (showy!), no less - were distributed by ushers upon entry, and worn throughout various video segments of the concert as Show presented an a doppelganger illusion of himself in the stadium on a specially made NTD 30 million customized big screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 years in showbiz, two concert world tours, and his third pit stop in Asia, Show lived up to his stage persona of being 'Asia's Dancing King' and threw a sensational showstopping one-night only gig yesterday. Shrill screams and cries of adoration resounded throughout the stadium as the 30-year-old gyrated and impressed audiences with his nifty footwork, dance choreography and agile movements to upbeat tunes such as 'Best of the Bunch', and 'Head Over Heels'. (More photos &amp;amp; video below!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success didn't come easy for Show, and his road to stardom was undoubtedly a bumpy one filled with skepticism from both detractors and naysayers. The man himself knows it best and constantly paid tribute to his roots during the concert, filling it with anecdotes of thanks to his parents and legion of ardent fans from all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for one, we think Show Luo should be having the last laugh now - with a successful showing and a history-making 3D concert in the bag. And of course, this won't be the last of it. How does his idea of a part-two concert in Singapore sound like to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get this Show started!&lt;br /&gt;Catch exciting snippets from Show's concert &lt;a href="http://video.xin.msn.com/watch/video/show-luo-3d-world-live-tour-in-singapore-罗志祥2010在新加坡-舞法舞天/tngtf3v7"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos from xinmsn:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474354910923735938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_jQyYAGQ4I/AAAAAAAABpI/2KV2S_RdsTM/s400/7BCE6F8C1186FF986D667DD09DD94A.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiwanese host-singer-dancer Show Luo kick-started his highly-anticipated two-hour long gig in Singapore with a heart thumping dance performance of his title song 'Dance Without Limits' - a remake from his latest album Rashomon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474355117106438322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_jQ-YF4oLI/AAAAAAAABpQ/rvJq-wrya-k/s400/7FEE24EA8A7730D61A3E51945816CC.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474356385342494674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_jSIMo7F9I/AAAAAAAABq4/z0MdempGHDM/s400/A0BC75344878FA927C8C5DBCC1236F.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outfit #2 oozed oriental vibes as danced to the fast track 'Best of the Bunch'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474355129270180402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_jQ_FZ8mjI/AAAAAAAABpg/LpNixcOVcbE/s400/37AB89533BC7B937973BE2EE7F3B3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show thrilled the crowd when he descended from the stage and shook the hands of a few lucky fans standing infront.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474356370686237522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_jSHWCmW1I/AAAAAAAABqg/nsMAhW2AdYQ/s400/163DD962E9A29B6D899621A1D35.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prince Charming got on his white steed - a bicycle in this case, and seranaded fans with a love ballad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474356378382546450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_jSHytithI/AAAAAAAABqw/X5My5NbXa44/s400/8683945F5C6C58B6DB758772B86CB.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not one to rest on his laurels, Show displayed versatility with his maniac drumming moves, serenaded fans with his piano tune, and made fans go weak in the knees as he crooned to multiple love ballads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474356388016986242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_jSIWmkmII/AAAAAAAABrA/w6HglQB7S4k/s400/A3D3FFC9EDD0A235CF2CB3F91466E.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His comment on breaking the drum stick "yet again" drew maniac screams from the stadium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474354889452551570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_jQxIA9_ZI/AAAAAAAABoo/xkyrFdKat6I/s400/3DC85F8D39B8321531C33E4311654D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474360338420269234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_jVuTAHALI/AAAAAAAABrI/Bh92KDlsuvg/s400/C7FFBAC4C58BC74548DE5F18ADC5B7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Welcome to my Showtime!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474354905281728002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_jQyC-8DgI/AAAAAAAABpA/WTaohnYEKQs/s400/7B4686354BD9191422E31430F00.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comic relief came in the form of special guest, Jing Wong (Huang Jing Lun), as the pair bantered on mindlessly about performing retro number 'Lipodustrophy' together, during a cabaret-inspired segment of the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474354893083447810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_jQxVipEgI/AAAAAAAABow/-p0oTcaKILw/s400/6A2A6F6BE56197BE2E47491B3E8247.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performing two theme songs from his idol drama series Corner With Love and Hi My Sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474356373525300578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_jSHgnfBWI/AAAAAAAABqo/sNPoLKDQZ44/s400/185F8A1F91554F6249731C31EEC87F.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He amped up the concert's hype when he gave a nod to each of Asia's hottest dancing queens, Zhang Hui Mei, Jolin Tsai, and Elva Hsiao, and performed a mini-number from each of their no.1 dance hits. The nimble one went all out and even mastered Jolin's tough gymnastics ribbon regime from 'Dancing Diva'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474355142399613090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_jQ_2UP2KI/AAAAAAAABpw/4IUO8UqOZFI/s400/46FA4146BEB599F562BE21223BCD4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474354896359530050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_jQxhvuHkI/AAAAAAAABo4/OWFuoN8vnrU/s400/6B7E7909BC0E7CC3894EED3E8898E.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He rewrote the lyrics in 'Cause I Believe' to express his love for Singapore and struck a deal with fans to hold a Part 2 concert -- provided all of them talk about how "good and entertaining" his concert was on facebook and msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Make sure you say it on facebook and msn 'Wow Show's 3D World Live Tour was so entertaining and good!'" he reminded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474355122607430162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_jQ-slbGhI/AAAAAAAABpY/rfKIZ6wEx7w/s400/11AD169E9063DD2FE1A06FD2C32EED.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dance crew broke out into a mini Para Para dance sequence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474355133338045090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_jQ_UjzSqI/AAAAAAAABpo/CONuRFvccF8/s40039B89094486540EDA9901F99569240.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Today, I would like to thank all my Singaporean fans for their support. You must continue walking on this journey with me. I promsie to return to Singapore soon," he said while popping bouts of confetti in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to www.xin.msn.com!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-8879517132139572293?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/8879517132139572293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=8879517132139572293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/8879517132139572293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/8879517132139572293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-spectacular-show.html' title='What a spectacular “Show”!'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_jQyYAGQ4I/AAAAAAAABpI/2KV2S_RdsTM/s72-c/7BCE6F8C1186FF986D667DD09DD94A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-5518578713338605895</id><published>2010-05-21T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T00:43:52.658+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='When I look at you'/><title type='text'>Popular, Times and Borders</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 292px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473761638523546114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_a1NYFbKgI/AAAAAAAABog/SgS6jNy7x2U/s400/116509_miley-cyrus-and-liam-hemsworth-arrive-at-the-last-song-premiere-arclight-hollywood-march-25-2010.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 270px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473761635351637218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_a1NMRLrOI/AAAAAAAABoY/XMJSbZDF0ks/s400/The%2520Last%2520Song%2520movie%2520poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, today was awesome with Bessie's birthday celebration. But I feel sad because I didn't brought enough money out with me today and I had to borrow from her instead. Bessie even got me a Stitch Cup as a birthday present. I feel so guilt-ridden right now. I owe her and Yushan presents as well as owe Bessie and Teri money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school we mrt-ed to Dhoby Ghaut, walked to Plaza Singapura, bought tickets for the movie (The Last Song) before walking around. Overall the movie was fantastic. Laughed and Cried with everyone in the Cinema. Practically Miley Cyrus was humorous in the show and near the end, we can't help but to cry at how her character spent the last few days with the father. (I think too much kissing scenes though, there was like quite a few and it made us laugh when it happens again. Some clothing Miley Cyrus wore made her look slutty (No offense)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the movie ended, we sat awhile in the cinema before exploring more of Plaza Singapura. It was like an awesome expedition luh. Then took the circle line back to the green line and then back to Tampines. We walked around Tampines 1 and I did a Stitch hunt there. After that Bessie bought me my birthday present before she had to leave. I then continued my lonely journey around T1 and TM while waiting for my dad. He took like many many hours to come luh. I spent nearly 4 hours looking at books, toys, stitch stuffs(!), Sony Cameras(!), bags and DVDs. It just makes me want to get something but I can't. (Geez.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so freaking pissed when I was at Pop and Times because they didn't have the books I wanted, even if so, I wouldn't have the money to buy other books. Either they don't have the stock yet or whatsoever. I hate it when we get a certain book with it's original covers, and then new covers come out a few months later! My heart was like crappin' at me to get the smaller version and different covers of The Vampire Diaries, because mine seems to be like out-dated as I don't seem to find anymore original covers at Popular anymore. So I'm seriously deciding whether I should get the small version and the new cover for the trilogy. Its like f-cking awesome loh. But this can probably wait. I'm like in a waiting queue for so many things and so many plans that I wish I could fulfil! (I want a Sony A500/ A550 camera.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't notice it was like alr past 12 midnight luh! Zzz. &lt;br /&gt;I better go bathe now :XX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara with love,&lt;br /&gt;Byeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-5518578713338605895?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/5518578713338605895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=5518578713338605895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/5518578713338605895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/5518578713338605895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/05/popular-times-and-borders.html' title='Popular, Times and Borders'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_a1NYFbKgI/AAAAAAAABog/SgS6jNy7x2U/s72-c/116509_miley-cyrus-and-liam-hemsworth-arrive-at-the-last-song-premiere-arclight-hollywood-march-25-2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-8304828424504869193</id><published>2010-05-20T20:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T21:12:55.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Double Cheese Burger'/><title type='text'>Marvellous Doom's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473335311427401138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_Uxd347dbI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lcQlCI7cEHc/s400/Math_by_xuigen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poof. School has been like sucky, as everyoone know, the results are out. Some are good, but that doesn't make the overall marks better, and some are just ba(worst). Even so, what's done had been done, just work harder and move on (Come'on Kristabelle, you can move on, stop thinking about the results!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, turn back time to Tuesday, 18 May 2010.&lt;br /&gt;Went for OLE(Geography Field Trip) briefing and it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Konnichiwa! Heehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Germaine and I went to change and met up with the others(Cassandra, Cynthia, Dora, Edmund, Lendrix, Nicholas and Zhiwei) to watch Ip Man 2. Met at Pizza Hut and ate there (The wonderful taste of Trio Cheese Pizza!). Then went to walk around Tampines Mall, saw a few people we know before heading to GV to buy tickets. After that, we went to buy snacks at NTUC and we saw Mrs Chong! Chatted awhile before she had to go off. Watched Ip Man 2, and for once we are all watching a CHINESE MOVIE. Haha! The show was AWESOME but then I hate it when the westerners look down on the chinese, so idiotic luh. Later, we went to East Point to eat Eighteen Chefs and then walk around before having to leave for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, 19 May 2010.&lt;br /&gt;Council Commendation Practice. TIRING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, 20 May 2010.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, YUSHAN!&lt;br /&gt;I love you! &amp; I replied you your letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, 21 May 2010.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BESSIE TAN! &lt;br /&gt;We shall watch The Last Song at Plaza Singapura and celebrate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara with love,&lt;br /&gt;byeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-8304828424504869193?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/8304828424504869193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=8304828424504869193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/8304828424504869193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/8304828424504869193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/05/marvellous-dooms-day.html' title='Marvellous Doom&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_Uxd347dbI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lcQlCI7cEHc/s72-c/Math_by_xuigen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-8355330846767030071</id><published>2010-05-17T23:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T23:36:44.075+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love conquers'/><title type='text'>Yumeiro Patissiere (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472261360770812258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_Fgtt7XCWI/AAAAAAAABnY/_1AGs-UZE6k/s400/yp2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472261378079603426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_FguuaGOuI/AAAAAAAABnw/W4DHgRime4M/s400/yp5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 319px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472261368345231074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_FguKJPfuI/AAAAAAAABno/5J8ycaoCGvM/s400/yp4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472261351536684962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_FgtLhxb6I/AAAAAAAABnQ/KYt3bGWPSbQ/s400/yp1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472261712540892146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_FhCMX4e_I/AAAAAAAABoA/CVPBF-kwmw0/s400/yp7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472262290368926306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_Fhj080kmI/AAAAAAAABoI/CyqvU2khtQE/s400/yp6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472261361862645186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_Fgtx_rFcI/AAAAAAAABng/T-WdTjrXP8c/s400/yp3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes burned, after nearly 12hours of watching anime. Heehee, now awaiting for episode 33! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-8355330846767030071?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/8355330846767030071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=8355330846767030071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/8355330846767030071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/8355330846767030071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/05/yumeiro-patissiere-part-2.html' title='Yumeiro Patissiere (Part 2)'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_Fgtt7XCWI/AAAAAAAABnY/_1AGs-UZE6k/s72-c/yp2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-2733293909639369795</id><published>2010-05-17T19:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T20:00:33.547+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love is Incredible'/><title type='text'>Yumeiro Patissiere</title><content type='html'>I hope Kashino and Amano end up together! Heehee. I shall continue watching....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-2733293909639369795?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/2733293909639369795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=2733293909639369795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/2733293909639369795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/2733293909639369795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/05/yumeiro-patissiere.html' title='Yumeiro Patissiere'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-5681187751089359356</id><published>2010-05-17T12:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T13:13:06.716+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You&apos;re the beginning and the end of every chapter'/><title type='text'>Crazy Idea</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472102348807915698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_DQGANGyLI/AAAAAAAABnI/xaPqnCxSP1M/s400/tvd03_1280X1024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so nuts about Vampire Diaries! I though of doing a fan-made video of vampire diaries with the song Never Knew I Needed by Ne-yo! It would be great, but I'm lazy. LOL. Heehee. My brain just keeps thinking about vampire diaries, and that is how crazy I am. I am also crazy enough to re-watch it again, even though I finished it just yesterday! Gosh, I wanted to watch Gossip Girl but no mood luh. I want to try watching True Blood but I scared it would be scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so messed up. My goal was to finish watching Vampire Diaries, and after I did, all I think about was Vampire Diaries, all I talk about is Vampire Diaries. -.-&lt;br /&gt;And I have no idea what to do now! Grrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-5681187751089359356?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/5681187751089359356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=5681187751089359356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/5681187751089359356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/5681187751089359356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/05/crazy-idea.html' title='Crazy Idea'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S_DQGANGyLI/AAAAAAAABnI/xaPqnCxSP1M/s72-c/tvd03_1280X1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-5171516054117223672</id><published>2010-05-16T18:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T19:07:30.236+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You&apos;re the best thing I never knew I needed'/><title type='text'>The princess and the frog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 256px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471821185863713490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S-_QYKndAtI/AAAAAAAABnA/rDw1LusE9e0/s400/princess-and-the-frog-poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I didn't get to watch it last year so I watched it just now. AWESOME MOVIE, no wonder the movie got loads of awards! It was touching, when Tiana and Naveen was in the "forest". They fell in love at the end, heehee. SO SWEET. And I fell in love with the ending song Never knew I needed by Ne-yo! Awesome movie, awesome song. Love it! It was a worthwhile 1hr 30min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ehmUs0ou1mc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ehmUs0ou1mc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the way you changed my plans&lt;br /&gt;For being the perfect distraction&lt;br /&gt;For the way you took the idea that I have&lt;br /&gt;Of everything that I wanted to have&lt;br /&gt;And made me see there was something missing, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the ending of my first begin&lt;br /&gt;(Ooh, yeah yeah, ooh, yeah yeah)&lt;br /&gt;And for the rare and unexpected friend&lt;br /&gt;(Ooh, yeah yeah, ooh, yeah yeah)&lt;br /&gt;For the way you're something that I'd never choose&lt;br /&gt;But at the same time, something I don't wanna lose&lt;br /&gt;And never wanna be without ever again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the best thing I never knew I needed&lt;br /&gt;So when you were here I had no idea&lt;br /&gt;You the best thing I never knew I needed&lt;br /&gt;So now it's so clear, I need you here always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My accidental happily&lt;br /&gt;(Ever after)&lt;br /&gt;The way you smile and how you comfort me&lt;br /&gt;(With your laughter)&lt;br /&gt;I must admit you were not a part of my book&lt;br /&gt;But now if you open it up and take a look&lt;br /&gt;You're the beginning and the end of every chapter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the best thing I never knew I needed&lt;br /&gt;So when you were here I had no idea&lt;br /&gt;(When you were here)&lt;br /&gt;You the best thing I never knew I needed&lt;br /&gt;(That I needed)&lt;br /&gt;So now it's so clear, I need you here always&lt;br /&gt;(Now it's so clear)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew that I could be&lt;br /&gt;(Who knew that I could be)&lt;br /&gt;So unexpectedly&lt;br /&gt;(So unexpectedly)&lt;br /&gt;Undeniably happier&lt;br /&gt;Sitting with you right here, right here next to me&lt;br /&gt;Girl, you're the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the best thing I never knew I needed&lt;br /&gt;(Said I needed)&lt;br /&gt;So when you were here I had no idea&lt;br /&gt;(When you were here)&lt;br /&gt;(Said I had no idea)&lt;br /&gt;You're the best thing I never knew I needed&lt;br /&gt;(That I needed)&lt;br /&gt;So now it's so clear I need you here always&lt;br /&gt;(Now it's so clear)&lt;br /&gt;(So clear, so clear, I need you always)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's so clear, I need you here always&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-5171516054117223672?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/5171516054117223672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=5171516054117223672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/5171516054117223672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/5171516054117223672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/05/princess-and-frog.html' title='The princess and the frog.'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S-_QYKndAtI/AAAAAAAABnA/rDw1LusE9e0/s72-c/princess-and-the-frog-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-3457743321890335941</id><published>2010-05-16T14:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T15:39:53.048+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everything has a beginning as well as an end.'/><title type='text'>Season Finale</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 100px; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471745545701823794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S--LlVDiFTI/AAAAAAAABm4/j4MtzM5fj60/s400/0001crc4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 100px; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471745543989731554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S--LlOrVoOI/AAAAAAAABmw/LEx-vVAvvFs/s400/tvd11.png" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 100px; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471745536757465074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S--LkzvB__I/AAAAAAAABmo/zjT9hbuuMPI/s400/maey5k.png" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 100px; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471745529292773730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S--LkX7T2WI/AAAAAAAABmg/kZfIOPmQLBU/s400/diaries-00(8).png" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 100px; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471745526758333058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S--LkOfDWoI/AAAAAAAABmY/nQ9PXEmr1ZM/s400/0001qbp4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm finally done with The Vampire Diaries season 1 and it seems to be that season 2 will only be out September this year, which is so freaking long! Argh, all good things makes us wait a long time, isn't it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The season finale scared the hell out of me. I thought Elena betrayed Stefan, and it grossed me out when actually she was Katherine who then killed John.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw man, I think I can't wait that long. Somtimes, Time's a b-tch(No offense). And after watching finish the 1st season of TVD, I don't know what to do for now, at the moment. Grrrr... Maybe I shall finish reading my books, starting with Burned or maybe I shall go see what other shows are nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara, with love.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-3457743321890335941?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/3457743321890335941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=3457743321890335941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/3457743321890335941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/3457743321890335941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/05/season-finale.html' title='Season Finale'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S--LlVDiFTI/AAAAAAAABm4/j4MtzM5fj60/s72-c/0001crc4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-4486779744962254668</id><published>2010-05-16T00:23:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T01:11:22.878+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Regret is all you&apos;re going to feel if you don&apos;t do things right.'/><title type='text'>Major breakout.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471534098543129410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S-7LRfAZs0I/AAAAAAAABmQ/nYA3QoVgxBU/s400/ad073d9f95ab3a1274477dcf52bd57ad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world is so depressing, it takes so much of your effort to get things right but sometimes, things doesn't turn out the way you would expect it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry to post this post, and FYI it's not directed to anybody. I'm just freaking venting my anger, after this few days of tiresome and energy wasting. I enjoyed watching TVD, but as much as I enjoyed it, somebody just have to ruin it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I'm gonna post today is just a piece of crap. Because I'm so freaking pissed, I got no idea what to do anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw this world, seriously. No offense, but normally I wouldn't say anything like that. I'm feeling so pessimistic today, like I'm having a hangover, but I'm definitely not. I really am sick of having to endure all the crappy stuff everyday. You're so sick of this, you don't even want to waste your tears anymore. But somehow, the water from the tap just doesn't stop running inside of you. This problems everyday seems to be tormenting me from the inside everyday. Screwing with my head and my feelings. Sometimes, you wish you don't have a heart, nor do you have feelings to be so weak. So weak at controlling emotions, so weak at handling things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing seems right. Nothing I ever do seems to please them. They claim I'm useless, I'm worthless, and wish I was better off dead. Have you ever got that feeling? Someone you love calls you all that, and despite how hard you try to ignore it, you feel something pain inside. Have they no idea, words can hurt like sticks and stones thrown at you, not just a few, but as time goes by, the wounds get so deep that it may not heal. Thats how watching shows, gaming and other stuff takes you away from reality awhile, and continue to believe there is something nice, something out there that are different. Some people can be nice to you, while some people just don't. So just face up the truth that, not everyone can be nice all the time, and sometimes, they would want to hurt you once in awhile to remind you that this is reality, not those made-believe fairytales, where people get their happily ever after. Problems don't just go away, it keeps coming to make you stronger and face it. To train everyone to face this reality, and to let you feel the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got no idea, why am I typing all this, probably I just feel like it. But I'm just probably depressed after what happened these few days, what people say and what they do. I observed, in public, at home. All the thoughts just kept flowing through, it's like nothing matters anymore. Not after you seen how the world works, and how people sometimes wear masks to hide themselves. It takes time, time to understand, learn, know and believe in what you believe in, not to hear what others tell you and change your own way of thinking. Trust comes with time too. People are different. Evil, kind, lovely, hateful, jerks, b-tchy, fun, crappy. It all differs on what everyone choose to be. Free will of choice. Some people can choose to be hypocritical and some can choose to embrace all the things in this world and to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is how things work isn't it? You go through all the problems, maybe get hurt, cry and then you try to get over it to move on with life. But the scars comes along with you. You're remember what you went through, but maybe karma is real. What goes around comes around. Remember where everything seem so simple when we're young, everything seems to be beautiful and innocent. But not now, things changes, and we see who some people are and not. Things can be so tough to take in, and don't know what you want to choose, what you want to be, who to believe in or who you can trust to be there to share and keep secrets anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things get complicated. Time heals wounds, but some wounds are never healed unless you're willingly to face it and get over it. It takes time, months or even years. Sometimes, everything is so messed up at a point in life, you just don't know what to do. However, things will slowly balance out and you're able to get back on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry to postr all this, I have told myself to be happy. Be happy with everything, but if I pretend to be happy, then it is fake. But I'm glad to have some friends for support.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-4486779744962254668?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/4486779744962254668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=4486779744962254668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/4486779744962254668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/4486779744962254668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/05/major-breakout.html' title='Major breakout.'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S-7LRfAZs0I/AAAAAAAABmQ/nYA3QoVgxBU/s72-c/ad073d9f95ab3a1274477dcf52bd57ad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-6145537848660708984</id><published>2010-05-15T14:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T15:50:23.721+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Sucks'/><title type='text'>The Vampire Diaries</title><content type='html'>I'm officially caught on to The Vampire Diaries! Despite the fact that I have said the book has the original story line that differs from the show, I feel that both I good in their own way. And I'm in love watching The Vampire Diaries! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heehee. So these few days I was busy watching TVD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TVD CAST;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S-5H9bv-0BI/AAAAAAAABmI/c_CbRbhSIFk/s400/tv_the_vampire_diaries10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471389718048329746" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND!&lt;br /&gt;The Vampire Academy novel;&lt;br /&gt;5.Spirit Bound, to be released May 18, 2010&lt;br /&gt;6.Last Sacrifice to be released December 14, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Vampire Diaries;&lt;br /&gt;The Return: Shadow Souls was released on March 16, 2010&lt;br /&gt;The Return: Midnight is tentatively slated for release in April 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Immortal series;&lt;br /&gt;Dark flame to be released on June 22,2010/ July 6th, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House of Night series;&lt;br /&gt;Awakened, 8th Book due out in January of 2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-6145537848660708984?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/6145537848660708984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=6145537848660708984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/6145537848660708984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/6145537848660708984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/05/vampire-diaries.html' title='The Vampire Diaries'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S-5H9bv-0BI/AAAAAAAABmI/c_CbRbhSIFk/s72-c/tv_the_vampire_diaries10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-4747328844482749754</id><published>2010-05-13T21:13:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T01:35:44.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Robert Pattinson's Birthday, Today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S-w1kKUWAOI/AAAAAAAABmA/EfNzskmNFQ8/s1600/robert-pattinson-in-first-new-moon-poster-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470806542709555426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S-w1kKUWAOI/AAAAAAAABmA/EfNzskmNFQ8/s400/robert-pattinson-in-first-new-moon-poster-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the title and you know it's Robert's birthday! I'm not really a fan, but he did act in the Twilight Saga as Edward and he is born in MAY! I can't help but to wish him a Happy Birthday today! Yay. May God bless you, Robert Pattinson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exciting events!&lt;br /&gt;20/5/10 (Thurs)- Show Luo's 握手会 for those with tickets, 7.30pm at city square mall!&lt;br /&gt;23/5/10 (Sun) - Autograph session for Singapore edition album 6.30pm at IMM!&lt;br /&gt;I really want to go, but don't know who to go with, and the events are definitely going to end late. I feel like meeting up with some of the fans and attend the event!!! (Screams in excitement)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's physics was horrible luh, I rather not talk about it and morning lift incident was freaky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school went home to take laptop and something smelled fishy when Cynthia and Dora asked me to take then meet at Tricia's house. Then I just took my laptop and went over. However I met everyone when they were coming down the stairs so we went for lunch. Wanton mee and a cup of Ice Milo( Tricia drank a sip). Then we went upstairs to slack, and we went into Tricia's room to poker, and stuff. I used my laptop to watch The Vampire Diaries with Germaine. Not until awhile later, Lendrix, Taro and Tricia came out of the room and switched on the x-box to play Halo! Haha! (Good times, good times) I continued watching alone later , then Dora and Cynthia came with a large Stitch bolster-stuff toy and a small cake! Omg, so touched siol! Then later, Nicholas and Edmund came. Some played poker in Tricia's room while some played Guitar Hero World Tour! Used Tricia's ultra cool camera to take photos, as well as Nic, Cyn and Dora. Took random photos! And then left for home at around 5pm. It felt like a party! (PS;Nina Dobrev is really pretty!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S-wISokzQwI/AAAAAAAABlQ/iHu5Oj4L46Q/s1600/130510(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470756763570750210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S-wISokzQwI/AAAAAAAABlQ/iHu5Oj4L46Q/s400/130510(1).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, for the wonderfully large present! All of you are awesome today, and as well as everyday. Special VIPs who play a major role in my life. Today was special and meaningful to me, and really really thank you! (Thank you Nadia for giving part of the gift too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S-wISzNP4KI/AAAAAAAABlY/Ud5oSMQ_ULc/s1600/130510(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470756766424752290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S-wISzNP4KI/AAAAAAAABlY/Ud5oSMQ_ULc/s400/130510(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much, TRICIA NEO ZI YI! For the venue and many other wonderful things. Hope you'll do well in Biology tomorrow! Jiayous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S-wIUaOyCvI/AAAAAAAABlw/JiwhNDTBUWQ/s1600/130510(5).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470756794080037618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S-wIUaOyCvI/AAAAAAAABlw/JiwhNDTBUWQ/s400/130510(5).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you guys for making the atmosphere funny during lunch. Haha, watching you guys play and have fun was also awesome, always the funny ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S-wIT5y31CI/AAAAAAAABlo/BIxQBLJH_wA/s1600/130510(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470756785373041698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S-wIT5y31CI/AAAAAAAABlo/BIxQBLJH_wA/s400/130510(4).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Germaine for being there, haha. I think without you I may have felt awkward luh. LOL. Thank you, Thia for the... ehh, well.... for being there(Including Ellery and Mingzhang!). Thank you Zhiwei for missing my money and the belated birthday wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S-wXUw4q8HI/AAAAAAAABl4/pa5QNsKdmSU/s1600/130510(6).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470773292835729522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S-wXUw4q8HI/AAAAAAAABl4/pa5QNsKdmSU/s400/130510(6).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to: Cynthia Lim Huey, Dora Lee Zhong Li, Germaine Lim Hui Shi, Lendrix Lim Wen Hao, Nicholas Tan Guo Liang, Taro Jaye Wong, Tricia Neo Zi Yi and last but not least, Chua Zhiwei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it wasn't a celebration, it felt like one alr! But this will not be the only outing, kay? We will have more outings soon!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay got to go watch The Vampire Diaries, and I realised I haven't finish first episode because after I came home, I used facebook! Grrrrr, tomorrow then :D&lt;br /&gt;No worries, exams are over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara, with love!&lt;br /&gt;Byeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-4747328844482749754?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/4747328844482749754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=4747328844482749754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/4747328844482749754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/4747328844482749754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/05/robert-pattinsons-birthday-today.html' title='Robert Pattinson&apos;s Birthday, Today.'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S-w1kKUWAOI/AAAAAAAABmA/EfNzskmNFQ8/s72-c/robert-pattinson-in-first-new-moon-poster-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-2695109773202338985</id><published>2010-05-11T23:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T23:58:51.879+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No surprise I won&apos;t be here tomorrow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m surprised that I stayed today.'/><title type='text'>Best days of my life</title><content type='html'>My Cousin who is super duper cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470035696587616722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S-l4fAvPsdI/AAAAAAAABkg/-kypAfluoaU/s320/09052010235+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Felicia for the present!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470032580158563570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S-l1pnIqJPI/AAAAAAAABkA/lHuyW-p35fE/s320/11052010266+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A photo I took at the traffic light(I LOVE IT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470032593292244114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S-l1qYD-NJI/AAAAAAAABkI/l3B5ohb75Zg/s320/11052010300+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470032602931487810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S-l1q7-JZEI/AAAAAAAABkQ/w20emS45lAg/s320/11052010319+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to make a wish :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470032611247843698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S-l1ra866XI/AAAAAAAABkY/RbOP8vlEY1A/s320/11052010349+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was awesome, was spammed by many facebook peeps and friends with birthday wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks everyone who have wished me a Happy Birthday today or yesterday! All of you are FANTASTIC people and NOBODY is not fantastic. I hereby Thank you for all the wishes that you guys have given me and I do pray that GOD will bless all of you and guide you till the end of the examination! I deeply love all of you, who are my friends and that you guys are the awesomest people in my life (including my family)! Once again, THANK YOU ALL FOR THE WISHES and ALL THE BEST FOR YOUR LAST FEW PAPERS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an wonderful day today and I hope that you all will do well tomorrow and for the rest of your papers! I haven't started on Physics yet, but I'll tomorrow. I'll read through my emaths notes tomorrow morning. I think I'm having a slight fever and sore throat at this time which I can say I'm unlucky. (I hope I'll recover by tomorrow!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;(drum roll, piak, piak , piak (Sorry uh, too budget alr, no drums.))&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Special thanks to : Mr Amos Tan, Mr Leon Tan, Germaine, Tricia, Felicia, Teri, Nicholas, Cassandra, Cynthia, Marcus, Jasper, Siuwen, Charmaine, Dora, Kailin, Yushan, Matilda, Abigail, Ting Fang, Faith, Qianting, Vanneessa, Darren, Bryan, Nadia, Fadiah, Fa'izah, Jeanette and everybody who wished me on facebook (Total of 150+ spam mails and msg from each and everyone) :D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;MAY GOD BLESS ALL OF YOU!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara, and goodnights;&lt;br /&gt;I love all of you. Thanks for this wonderful day which is going to end in 7 minutes from my laptop clock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-2695109773202338985?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/2695109773202338985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=2695109773202338985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/2695109773202338985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/2695109773202338985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/05/best-days-of-my-life.html' title='Best days of my life'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1BtOi9BfUJQ/S-l4fAvPsdI/AAAAAAAABkg/-kypAfluoaU/s72-c/09052010235+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5489111860669685397.post-3293122383081280980</id><published>2010-05-10T13:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T14:16:24.766+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I was wrong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to tell you I love you.'/><title type='text'>Empire State of Mind</title><content type='html'>Oh great, finally the two most stressing papers are over. Just four more papers for me to go! (Chemistry, Literature, Maths P1 and Physics) Finally MYE is ending!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Today's papers was not okay and great. Amaths wasn't okay because there were many difficult questions while Pure Geography was awesome(I spammed written).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Tomorrow's fight: Chemistry and Literature! Jiayous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, simpsons just ended and now got family guy! Yay. Haha, funny shows. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara, with love.&lt;br /&gt;Byeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-3293122383081280980?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/3293122383081280980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=3293122383081280980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/3293122383081280980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/3293122383081280980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/05/empire-state-of-mind.html' title='Empire State of Mind'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-498287939482745690</id><published>2010-05-09T13:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T13:41:35.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Day</title><content type='html'>HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!&lt;br /&gt;I love you, mummy because despite all the things I did that made you angry, you still love me like always. Even though you scolded me harshly, I know you didn't mean it and I would like to Thank you wholeheartedly for the things that you have done for me in the past 15years of my life, you sacrificed you time and effort to take care of me and my brother. (I would like to thank daddy too, even if both of you won't come and read this, I still like to thank both of you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that everything is like 雨过天晴 alr. I actually felt glad because I feel happy with my family today (because I haven't be feeling that for years) and felt sad with myself for making them angry, even though sometimes its not my fault. But I love them from the bottom of my heart. (Heehee) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently mugging, and was supposed to blog thru my phone, but then it didn't work. But anyways, I better get back to my totally messed up table to get my things done early and sleep early for once(if I can). I hope I can pass my pure geography and amaths paper. I'm really worried because these two are part of my weaker subjects. I better get going then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara peeps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5489111860669685397-498287939482745690?l=pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/498287939482745690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5489111860669685397&amp;postID=498287939482745690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/498287939482745690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5489111860669685397/posts/default/498287939482745690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pocketfullof-roses.blogspot.com/2010/05/special-day.html' title='Special Day'/><author><name>Kristabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00541733089752868208</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-5489111860669685397.post-6519473770355269230</id><published>2010-05-08T19:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T20:19:31.631+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You are the thunder and I am the lightning.'/><title type='text'>Insomia</title><content type='html'>Today will be one of the days that i'll be adding to my "One of the worst day of my life" book. Okay, i admit i don't have such a book.  How i hate staying at home sometimes! Get scolded randomly for nearly anything. All these are gonna lend me in the mental institution SOMEDAY. I can't study much today, and i'm getting peeved because of that. I just want life to be smooth sailing, but the waves just kept coming! I just have to bet this year's birthday is gonna be horrid. Just like the other birthday when i stayed at home and got major nagged the whole day. I only asked my dad to see a leaflet(sp) of the different Apple products(eg Itouch, Ipod Nano, Classic and Shuffle) he tells me off. Gosh, if don't want buy for me, its okay, don't have to rant at me. I'll just try my best to scimp and save for it, or not don't get one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that i typed in my phone while I hid to cry(mainly due to the recent stress). Damn, i can't paste it here by phone. Another time then. &lt;br /&gt;But I hope this year would be special and good. Otherwise i'll feel i wasted another year not doing anything promising at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye. 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