<?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-2878914237375908730</id><updated>2011-09-29T00:56:06.964+08:00</updated><category term='Present'/><category term='Sickness'/><category term='Life'/><category term='I love you'/><category term='Nor does it matter what people think and say'/><category term='It doesn&apos;t matter what the world says'/><category term='Point in time'/><category term='edits'/><category term='Events'/><category term='fallen for you'/><category term='Appreciate'/><category term='Ah dear'/><category term='Future'/><category term='Jake'/><category term='Whine and complain'/><category term='Health'/><category term='Workload'/><title type='text'>The fiction we live.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-7242884095522204020</id><published>2010-10-14T11:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T11:20:53.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a long, overdue update</title><content type='html'>sorry, it's been a long while.&lt;br /&gt;haven't been bothered blogging lately, to be honest but yeah, here I am.&lt;br /&gt;so, what has happened over the past few weeks I hear you might ask?&lt;br /&gt;not too much at all, the usual studies, exams, 2 week break filled with work, gossipgirl, mr. bean marathons, the perth royal show, the beach, retail therapy, &amp;amp;basically, overall, chillaxing.&lt;br /&gt;jake's 18th is coming up this saturday &amp;amp;i will be going to carousel later tonight to get his present, the weekend after is lils 16th &amp;amp;we're all pitching in to get her her present too. so many birthdays and events are coming up in the next few months, and there are only these last few months before the end of 2010 and before we know it, it'll be a brand new year, with me and jake's 1 year anniversary to look to, christmas, &amp;amp; new years. only something ridiculously short, like four weeks of my diploma to go. i've got to do well, stick it through the end for just another short bit &amp;amp;i'll be indulging in &amp;amp;rewarded with a good summer break. the family, myself along with a few friends are planning to head up north somewhere to just get out of town maybe over christmas to just spend some much needed quality time together and just take in and enjoy the scenery. besides that, there's not much else i can say for now. will update you soon enough on how everything works out in the next few, if i'm motivated enough to blog again anytime soon. it was a pleasure updating. laters&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-7242884095522204020?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/7242884095522204020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/10/long-overdue-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/7242884095522204020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/7242884095522204020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/10/long-overdue-update.html' title='a long, overdue update'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-7386097634648271777</id><published>2010-09-11T20:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T20:35:03.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The fragment of hope at the end of the rainbow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I lied when I told you I forgot. I know it doesn't seem like a big thing but I wanted to tell you the truth and never, ever lie to you. Because that's how it starts."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TItz870EGTI/AAAAAAAAAcw/8eTJ1U30xm8/s1600/13082010210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515629659330713906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TItz870EGTI/AAAAAAAAAcw/8eTJ1U30xm8/s320/13082010210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so, this was on our way to mandurah. we saw the end of the rainbow &amp;amp;unfortunately for us we couldn't find the pot of gold :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TItz8bV-IdI/AAAAAAAAAco/8IppTTf01UQ/s1600/13082010211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515629650614559186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TItz8bV-IdI/AAAAAAAAAco/8IppTTf01UQ/s320/13082010211.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you see it just there, up ahead? it's the end of the rainbow:o)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TItz7rAP-QI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Q95RDneKSNY/s1600/13082010213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515629637638551810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TItz7rAP-QI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Q95RDneKSNY/s320/13082010213.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; we drove past it too! :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Love is giving someone the power to destroy you, but trusting that they won't. Love is giving someone the ability to hurt you, but trusting them not to.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I trust you, I do with all my heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, it's been a while but this'll be just a quicky today, 'cos i really, really should be studying right now- with my 5 exams coming up in the next two weeks :( wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;yeah &amp;amp;the above are some photos we took of the &lt;em&gt;end of the rainbow &lt;/em&gt;we saw on our way to mandurah! :*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sweep everyrhing under the rug, and eventually it will trip you up&lt;br /&gt;and the fall would be far greater than what it intially would have been.&lt;/em&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/2878914237375908730-7386097634648271777?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/7386097634648271777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/09/fragment-of-hope-at-end-of-rainbow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/7386097634648271777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/7386097634648271777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/09/fragment-of-hope-at-end-of-rainbow.html' title='The fragment of hope at the end of the rainbow'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TItz870EGTI/AAAAAAAAAcw/8eTJ1U30xm8/s72-c/13082010210.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-1275574722789009096</id><published>2010-08-16T14:29:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T15:14:23.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The best we ever had</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505897958984181794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TGjhBa7M6CI/AAAAAAAAAb4/yUN6leNZmxU/s320/Photo_00180.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;"And though you may not imagine what I was like, I did live. More importantly, I loved."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505897943888648594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TGjhAisJWZI/AAAAAAAAAbo/0t03GZYPKm8/s320/Photo_00110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505895160720220498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TGjeeilFYVI/AAAAAAAAAbg/pnliHmruVS0/s320/Photo_00100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505895156063766274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TGjeeRO5hwI/AAAAAAAAAbY/9JntP4hCYB0/s320/Image009_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505895149358736530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TGjed4QS5JI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/wnnVZf6itUs/s320/Image005_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505895145698443250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TGjedqnnP_I/AAAAAAAAAbI/wcwsnF1nqTE/s320/Image004_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I get the feeling that I've fallen short of, and disappointed your expectations sometimes? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Only because it's so raw and real. Soon I'll just be a series of images that flash through your mind, when you least expect it. And after that, only a few will stay. Then, one. A memory of a memory."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-1275574722789009096?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/1275574722789009096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/08/best-we-ever-had.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/1275574722789009096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/1275574722789009096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/08/best-we-ever-had.html' title='The best we ever had'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TGjhBa7M6CI/AAAAAAAAAb4/yUN6leNZmxU/s72-c/Photo_00180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-1363825862008488596</id><published>2010-08-10T17:25:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T18:00:40.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm okay, I always have been</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I like to believe that I'm stronger than this, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TGEh7b2yKOI/AAAAAAAAAbA/p1697qvtBh4/s1600/Photo_00224.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503717518433450034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TGEh7E5R-DI/AAAAAAAAAa4/SFqUcFfy8d8/s320/Photo_00197.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503717524596992226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TGEh7b2yKOI/AAAAAAAAAbA/p1697qvtBh4/s320/Photo_00224.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This was taken after I got home from tafe today.&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to pretend that I wasn't exhausted or heaps tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, hello, how are we? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I've come home from tafe just reccently with quite a headache and daa freaking aching back and am currrently being confronted by mountain of essays, piling up so high it's improssible for them to not be toppling over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've got to get them all done and out of the way so I dont have to stress about them whilst camping at mandurah this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I might update about my experience at camp when I get back, if I have time or feel like it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm off to hit the books now!&lt;br /&gt;La-la-la-laters! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Nobody said it would be easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-1363825862008488596?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/1363825862008488596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/08/best-you-ever-had.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/1363825862008488596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/1363825862008488596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/08/best-you-ever-had.html' title='I&apos;m okay, I always have been'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TGEh7E5R-DI/AAAAAAAAAa4/SFqUcFfy8d8/s72-c/Photo_00197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-219213239535747691</id><published>2010-08-08T21:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T21:36:39.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Cause you had a bad day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TF6wQxIuIhI/AAAAAAAAAaA/9TthKzNvBl0/s1600/Photo_00138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503029596807635474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TF6wQxIuIhI/AAAAAAAAAaA/9TthKzNvBl0/s320/Photo_00138.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am bored.&lt;br /&gt;Work today was stupid.&lt;br /&gt;You know what?&lt;br /&gt;Customers aren't always right.&lt;br /&gt;Noone can ever be ALWAYS right!&lt;br /&gt;So whoever the hell thought of that, can take it, shove it up their pipe and smoke it!&lt;br /&gt;Man, I shouldn't be bored right now 'cause I've got more than enough untouched assignment to be done but here I am, blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Gah, I feel old :'(&lt;br /&gt;I've only just turned 18 this year and here I am thinking I might have back problems and the rest of it.&lt;br /&gt;It might have something to do with the way I sit.&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention? I have such greaaat posture!&lt;br /&gt;I'm such an unorganised person and it does show in the way I write.&lt;br /&gt;I write in no real order and of things here and there.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, anyway this is one of them pointless sort of posts, for the sake of updating and to compensate for the lack in updates.&lt;br /&gt;Heh, er 'kay.. &amp;amp;that is all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I've noticed I always finish with 'til next time' so ima break the routine and end in&lt;br /&gt;TOODLES POODLES!&lt;br /&gt;k, bye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;X&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-219213239535747691?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/219213239535747691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/08/cause-you-had-bad-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/219213239535747691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/219213239535747691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/08/cause-you-had-bad-day.html' title='&apos;Cause you had a bad day'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TF6wQxIuIhI/AAAAAAAAAaA/9TthKzNvBl0/s72-c/Photo_00138.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-6540130342066294013</id><published>2010-08-04T13:17:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T15:53:48.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is how you remind me, of who I really am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know, I know, it's been a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For anyone that might find any particular interest or enjoyment in reading this , for I wouldn't have a clue why.. I apologise for the delays in/not updating.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, just so you know, I haven't completely fallen off the face of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures for you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501423636543907330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TFj7pk8jJgI/AAAAAAAAAYw/ww_2GhR0LBI/s320/Photo_00172.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501422225881760210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TFj6Xd0fAdI/AAAAAAAAAYg/svzce3nFCrg/s320/Photo_00166.jpg" /&gt; ze boyfriend's jumpiour :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501424723370685170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TFj8o1sPsvI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/AoSLf71hU2g/s320/Photo_00192.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501424721603251522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TFj8ovG2zUI/AAAAAAAAAZw/QjDD5J5nRWs/s320/Photo_00186.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501424704964513970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TFj8nxH30LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/ff-zM4oRjdg/s320/Photo_00184.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501423659937975826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TFj7q8GIThI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/1d8gRyknVsw/s320/Photo_00181.jpg" /&gt; HOW TO KISS. LESSON 101&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501423650655817186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TFj7qZhFzeI/AAAAAAAAAZI/JIAl9fk9f1g/s320/Photo_00180.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501423646589414834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TFj7qKXlbbI/AAAAAAAAAZA/UXffpdbTSfs/s320/Photo_00179.jpg" /&gt; yeah, don't mind us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501423642545421666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TFj7p7Ta_WI/AAAAAAAAAY4/TQKZn3zNBCs/s320/Photo_00178.jpg" /&gt; we're only just fully making out here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TFj6XJKbtpI/AAAAAAAAAYY/3kIp41Kv6gA/s1600/Photo_00155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501422220336674450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TFj6XJKbtpI/AAAAAAAAAYY/3kIp41Kv6gA/s320/Photo_00155.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; oh my, what crooked teeth you have,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TFj6W3DxgkI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/EcuaJsT59ys/s1600/Photo_00150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501422215476904514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TFj6W3DxgkI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/EcuaJsT59ys/s320/Photo_00150.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; all tha better to eat you with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501422212119105682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TFj6WqjNkJI/AAAAAAAAAYI/NniZaFBaUn4/s320/Photo_00223.jpg" /&gt; You know, I like it from behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TFj5mIg44WI/AAAAAAAAAYA/r80M9gOouys/s1600/Photo_00221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501421378348835170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TFj5mIg44WI/AAAAAAAAAYA/r80M9gOouys/s320/Photo_00221.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mm aah mm ooh yeah baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501420786460938898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TFj5Drj0UpI/AAAAAAAAAW4/AW3ta5-A8vQ/s320/Photo_00193.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501420810351339522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TFj5FEju6AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/NvwlIebeZfE/s320/Photo_00205.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501421366290107010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TFj5lbl3SoI/AAAAAAAAAXo/tD_gmGAfBWM/s320/Photo_00209.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501421361522908594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TFj5lJ1RnbI/AAAAAAAAAXg/bS5So2DLpWI/s320/Photo_00208.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501421370053278914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TFj5lpnEvMI/AAAAAAAAAXw/y_4Hzl8IT6Q/s320/Photo_00219.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501420802327782562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TFj5EmqxJKI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/CDc2QR1cUJU/s320/Photo_00196.jpg" /&gt; I promise to not take your ear off, if you promise that you'll stay?:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501420788244634290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TFj5DyNFWrI/AAAAAAAAAXA/2GwTnUQJzFc/s320/Photo_00194.jpg" /&gt;&lt;bt&gt;Jake and Felicia&lt;br /&gt;Pictures taken on the 3rd of August 2010 (which was yesterday) on Felicia's dodge lappy camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've really got to start freaking studying, really. Yes and so I apologise in advance for the lack of updates in the near future (so, for maybe for the next 3 or so week) So yes, this is just a quick shoutout to let you's all know that I'm still alive, well and breathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Til next time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/2878914237375908730-6540130342066294013?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/6540130342066294013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-is-how-you-remind-me-of-who-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/6540130342066294013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/6540130342066294013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-is-how-you-remind-me-of-who-i.html' title='This is how you remind me, of who I really am'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TFj7pk8jJgI/AAAAAAAAAYw/ww_2GhR0LBI/s72-c/Photo_00172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-5781816044438780791</id><published>2010-07-28T21:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T21:27:00.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because it made me smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TFAvFmAAH7I/AAAAAAAAAWw/j6NyK5ktFLw/s1600/hee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498946918165782450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TFAvFmAAH7I/AAAAAAAAAWw/j6NyK5ktFLw/s320/hee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Falling bit behind on the workload atm, now that've started sem2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But nonetheless, a quick update, cause it's been a whil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hopefully you would've been like 'oh what? uh, duh!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aha :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Til next time:)&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/2878914237375908730-5781816044438780791?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/5781816044438780791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/07/because-it-made-me-smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/5781816044438780791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/5781816044438780791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/07/because-it-made-me-smile.html' title='Because it made me smile'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TFAvFmAAH7I/AAAAAAAAAWw/j6NyK5ktFLw/s72-c/hee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-1645161457343487484</id><published>2010-07-16T17:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T17:28:52.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This could be nothing, but I'm willing to give it a try</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dream. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Believe. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Succeed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello all!&lt;br /&gt;I'm rather bored and am pretty much just updating for the sake of updating.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing Jake &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;t'night&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;br /&gt;Might go back to his place and just chill.&lt;br /&gt;So yes, how are we?&lt;br /&gt;Although the holidays, for me have been quite boring, I've had a pretty good, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chillaxing&lt;/span&gt; past few days &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;and'll&lt;/span&gt; be back on my way to starting semester 2, pretty soon in the next week:)&lt;br /&gt;What can I say? I'm actually quite looking forward to learning about law of torts and the rest of it.&lt;br /&gt;Enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;Must be a good thing, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's winter at the moment and apparently that's when we tend to eat/ put on more because our bodies need the fuel to burn and keep us warm with and so on and so forth...&lt;br /&gt;So, just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;recently&lt;/span&gt; I decided that I want to start working out again to get in better shape&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;yes easier said than done because I've thought this for quite some time now.&lt;br /&gt;But to be honest, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I've thought this, I go into a phase with eating healthy, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;exercising&lt;/span&gt; for about two weeks or something and then fall out of it and then back into again and right back out ;/&lt;br /&gt;But yesterday I put it to action and realised just how &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-fit I've become...&lt;br /&gt;Before I could even manage more than 50 sit-ups, I realised that I had to remind myself to not forget to breathe ;x&lt;br /&gt;I forgot how much working out freaking hurts and kills but man, if I want results I've got to keep at it right?&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, hopefully, that's what I'll do.&lt;br /&gt;Stick it through.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, haven't got much else right now so um &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;numnum&lt;/span&gt;, yeah:)&lt;br /&gt;'Til next time! :)&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-1645161457343487484?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/1645161457343487484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-could-be-nothing-but-im-willing-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/1645161457343487484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/1645161457343487484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-could-be-nothing-but-im-willing-to.html' title='This could be nothing, but I&apos;m willing to give it a try'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-2848979198254567416</id><published>2010-07-14T15:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T15:34:47.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I lay here, if I just lay here, would you lie with me and just forget the world?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493658129874915442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TD1k9mShkHI/AAAAAAAAAWo/N2wCKIh6KQs/s320/09072010121.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sleepless nights.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tossing and turning. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lack of sleep. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Positively tired. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sleep deprivation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you make it all okay...:) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br?&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So. How is everyone's holiday's going so far? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(for those that are on holidays, sorry for those that are not)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Going over her boys t'night for dinner, &amp;amp;to just chill before the start of next semester.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We're going to maybe bake a cake and might watch 'the invention of lying':o) yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah, that's all I got:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Til next time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;X &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-2848979198254567416?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/2848979198254567416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/07/if-i-lay-here-if-i-just-lay-here-would.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/2848979198254567416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/2848979198254567416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/07/if-i-lay-here-if-i-just-lay-here-would.html' title='If I lay here, if I just lay here, would you lie with me and just forget the world?'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TD1k9mShkHI/AAAAAAAAAWo/N2wCKIh6KQs/s72-c/09072010121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-3008774615959948979</id><published>2010-07-10T23:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T00:05:49.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hellogoodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;had both dim sum and 'all you can eat' buffet dinner at the greyhounds today.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder sometimes, how much more weight i want to put on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah yes, i just wanted to post this before i forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got bangs:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i cut it too short so it currently looks fugly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;yay for an erruption of breakouts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my skin is really not treating me very well and hating me at the moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nonetheless, here are some photo's..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492298768382605698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TDiQoWHCuYI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/TcQZa7NTMxk/s320/Image000_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492298777196661954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TDiQo28ejMI/AAAAAAAAAVY/5vd5l_gGvag/s320/Image005_1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; so um, old hair&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492299570730643858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TDiRXDFuMZI/AAAAAAAAAWY/ap50GRyLxpA/s320/Photo_00145.jpg" /&gt;new hair, well fringe &amp;amp;i dyed it darker to get rid of my highlights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TDiRW30bM1I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/3ETYnaKoLdk/s1600/Photo_00144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492299567705305938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TDiRW30bM1I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/3ETYnaKoLdk/s320/Photo_00144.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the random longlish but to the side was the length i orginally got it cut to but still thought it was a bit long &amp;amp;decided to fix it myself. bad mistake, i should have learnt by now but it's like i never seem to. i felt th need to cut it shorter cause it was sitting over my eyes and now it's too short.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;so yeah, i'm kinda like waiting for it to grow back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;that's it for now.&lt;br /&gt;'til next time:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-3008774615959948979?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/3008774615959948979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/07/hellogoodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/3008774615959948979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/3008774615959948979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/07/hellogoodbye.html' title='Hellogoodbye'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TDiQoWHCuYI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/TcQZa7NTMxk/s72-c/Image000_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-115513245357936282</id><published>2010-07-10T21:11:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T15:18:05.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You don't have to weather the storm alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You're all talk, nothing ever gets done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Always talking, nothing doing.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mr Jake Chong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(add an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;asian&lt;/span&gt; accent onto that and there you have, almost a perfect quote) :o)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TDh7dwkIunI/AAAAAAAAAVA/_osSV14ky8I/s1600/tumblr_l59jlvxCf31qbnxrdo1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492275496761211506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TDh7dwkIunI/AAAAAAAAAVA/_osSV14ky8I/s320/tumblr_l59jlvxCf31qbnxrdo1_400.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Miss Felicia &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Poh&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You are a forgetful one. You need to write things down constantly to remember things. You write to yourself quite some bit to remind yourself how the your week was, anything new you've learnt and what you've been up to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;recently&lt;/span&gt;. The above print was put there for a reason. It was put there because it expresses perfectly how you've been feeling over the past week. Felicia, it's okay, everyone has their insecurities. You just need to not let yours get in the way of things. You know Jake loves you for who you are, that he won't ever let you down, he'll catch you when you fall, he calls you back when you hang up on him, is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky he is to have you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;and'll&lt;/span&gt; practically do anything to show how much you mean to him. So then why have you been so worried and insecure just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;recently&lt;/span&gt;? It's because you're worried that your past and a certain karma will catch up with you and because you trust in him so much, you are just so on edge, worried and cautious that he might be the one to disappoint you and let you down, when you least expect it and you don't expect it is why you're worried. Don't worry, Jake is nothing but good for you and him hurting you would be the last thing to worry about. He's always been there and always will be there to reassure you. You have nothing in the world to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A second thing, over the past 7 months, you slowly realise that you have had a change in attitude and the way you think things. You have been thinking more so positively and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;optimistically&lt;/span&gt; rather &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;than '&lt;/span&gt;never' and 'it is impossible'. It is no coincidence that these influences have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;occurred&lt;/span&gt; over the period of time where a certain someone has stepped into your life and influenced changes over you, for the better. It would make perfect sense then to say that you owe special thanks to that certain somebody. That certain somebody would be Jake. Stay in my life okay? 7 months and still counting... This isn't for the sake of just another teenage relationship. You're serious about the two of you. You want it to work and know that it will with the co-operation from both parties, it will. Try not to deny your feelings. He means more to you than you could ever express to him but you can always try. Sometimes, you don't get a second chance at things so don't screw it up. Trust that you'll always be there for one another, as you will. Share your feelings with him, you know that he'll always be there to listen so don't hide things. If you feel a certain way, just say so, he will not look at you any differently, he will not judge. You and I both know that, so don't make it so difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, dad and you have never been close and probably never will be. You've learnt now that he will always discourage you and that doesn't mean that in the time left, you should give up or not try to make an effort to make &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;amends&lt;/span&gt;. This is probably his way to get you to pick yourself up and throw yourself even higher, to prove him wrong and it works. You've always managed to do it, every time he looks you down. You should have gotten used to and grown accustomed to this by now, you haven't and might not ever but maybe you don't have to. Maybe you just need to learn and remember that that was the way he was raised, that was what he was taught and that is how he expresses his feelings, quite strangely. You need to stop thinking that the difference between the two of you are too great and that there is no room for improvement. You know that it's the mentality, so if you think like that, there won't be. As for your mum, you both are always, always constantly bickering, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fighting&lt;/span&gt;, fighting &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;fighting. You need to put a stop to this. Stop bickering. You need to hear what each other have to say and work out your &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mis-&lt;/span&gt;understandings. It is easier said than done but who's to say that you can't start trying? One day, your parents won't be around anymore to set you straight on your path and guide you through. You know this, that this day will come around, is why you need to start learning now to be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;independent&lt;/span&gt; and to start relying more on yourself. Make the most of your time with them and appreciate the things they do for you while they're still around. They may not always be right and you know that but they only want what's best. No parent would want something that's not good for their child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You might not be able to do a lot about how you feel but you sure as hell can do something about the way you act. Sometimes you need to fall to learn what's right, what doesn't kill you can only make you stronger. Let go of the past, you can't change it. Live in the present and work towards the future. Stop thinking you'll just 'go with the flow.' don't be always taking chances. What if the flow just left off to nowhere, really? Don't wander around &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;aimlessly, with no goal, no dream, no provision, no future to look to. Know what you want, know what you're going to have to do to get it and work hard, put in solid effort and work towards it.&lt;/span&gt; You can and will do better this semester. I'm just going to say it loud and clear now so that it is cemented in your head. Lastly, don't forget to smile and keep smiling. 'Never let success get to your head and your failures get to your heart.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;With love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-115513245357936282?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/115513245357936282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-dont-have-to-weather-storm-alone.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/115513245357936282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/115513245357936282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-dont-have-to-weather-storm-alone.html' title='You don&apos;t have to weather the storm alone'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TDh7dwkIunI/AAAAAAAAAVA/_osSV14ky8I/s72-c/tumblr_l59jlvxCf31qbnxrdo1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-1453435374641718716</id><published>2010-07-08T15:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T16:50:55.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You make a substantial point, however, your mum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491447416664278802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TDWKVJ0CxxI/AAAAAAAAAUw/m6HV7W5GNtI/s320/Picture%2520184%5B1%5D" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'You can make the world beautiful, just by refusing to lie about it.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491447031870582162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TDWJ-wWE7ZI/AAAAAAAAAUY/1w0G0QlMU8A/s320/Picture%2520164%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'When sadness was the sea, you were the ones that taught me to swim'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491444125791991682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TDWHVmW8t4I/AAAAAAAAATQ/Ac0AAdtI8PE/s320/Picture%2520105%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491447022932290834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TDWJ-PDBbRI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/4XF3ZVNJpIc/s320/Picture%2520161%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes, there is no second chance.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Think, you've only got one shot at it, do it well.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491447017453511906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TDWJ96ox5OI/AAAAAAAAAUI/uRWkNdHuUQw/s320/Picture%2520160%5B1%5D" /&gt;Yay for very charming, unsleezy looks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491447008014943314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TDWJ9XecxFI/AAAAAAAAAUA/W9JKht00hVc/s320/Picture%2520136%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491446086502348466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TDWJHukudrI/AAAAAAAAAT4/HeDQeHTQKys/s320/Picture%2520134%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491446077128786050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TDWJHLp5QII/AAAAAAAAATw/MD9Hxxf7Gw0/s320/Picture%2520122%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491446072516271394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TDWJG6eL3SI/AAAAAAAAATo/4QVE6xKs4D8/s320/Picture%2520117%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491446064218938482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TDWJGbj8nHI/AAAAAAAAATg/rCgK2NLHl_g/s320/Picture%2520110%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491444119554224146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TDWHVPHv8BI/AAAAAAAAATI/ds3lv1KQufA/s320/Picture%2520100%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491444110497718050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TDWHUtYgnyI/AAAAAAAAATA/Uv7tAPQPIU8/s320/Picture%2520099%5B1%5D" /&gt; un-speded moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491444104681806578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TDWHUXt42vI/AAAAAAAAAS4/sM3kzhbIP08/s320/Picture%2520095%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491444099979978354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TDWHUGM4pnI/AAAAAAAAASw/iPzQU41SE3k/s320/Picture%2520070%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello hello, how are we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a feeling this is going to be just another rather unorganised post of mumbo-jumbo, just of jotting down thoughts, feelings and things that have happened over this past week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It feels good to type with my real, natural nails &amp;amp;not them fake, manicure, acrylic nails I had on for my 18th :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, so. What's new?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally and about time, I got my L's! (this was yesterday) and now have no excuses to keep delaying learning how to drive. I'll just think of it this way, it'll be easier for me to get around. Just please, please, please give me my mum's driving skills and not my dads! thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To bang or not to bang the fringe? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is the question...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hm, for a while now, I've realised, that I am good at putting on acts because sometimes that's all you can do in life, plaster on a fake smile and stick it through but you know what, Jake has taught me that this isn't good for me. It's better to be who you really are, express how you really feel and just be yourself. I mean afterall, we're all only human, so what we feel, other probably have felt too right? It's okay to have feelings or a set of emotion, we're not robots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, yes so I think that is all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I might go change my hair now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Til next time:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If I can't set a good example, learn from my mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2878914237375908730-1453435374641718716?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/1453435374641718716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-make-substantial-point-however-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/1453435374641718716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/1453435374641718716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-make-substantial-point-however-your.html' title='You make a substantial point, however, your mum'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TDWKVJ0CxxI/AAAAAAAAAUw/m6HV7W5GNtI/s72-c/Picture%2520184%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-5891120160500551823</id><published>2010-07-06T14:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T17:23:28.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scarves are choking hazards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490681901899287394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TDLSGVFfi2I/AAAAAAAAASo/UT5VvO5UhBA/s320/Photo_00011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490681879907434674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TDLSFDKOgLI/AAAAAAAAASQ/DIgruLHqFsI/s320/Photo_00094.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490681888242680786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TDLSFiNgQ9I/AAAAAAAAASY/15VbGlrX4Nc/s320/Photo_00099.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490681892213984274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TDLSFxAVjBI/AAAAAAAAASg/Fb0XFz2k4jY/s320/Photo_00087.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dear self,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On this day, you have thought about, pictured and imagioned what it might be like to lose a dear loved one, that means too much, you couldn't picture life without them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While you've picture this, you felt a sense of loss, hopelessness, grief, anger, sadness, confusion, angst, unhappiness, depression.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You've thought about why this might be and ponder on all the things that've been said, left unsaid, all the actions, inactions and everything in between the effort and appreciation you've been and haven't been able to express.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You wonder why and how this could have been and why, why it had to happen this way, why it couldn't have been different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You want to wake up from all of this, to that person rubbing your back, hugging you tightly, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Telling you that it was all just a bad dream, that everything'll be okay, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it never happens,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You then realise that all this is just a wake-up call from reality to treasure, appreciate, acknowledge and hold close those that you really love, that you care about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You learn not to take for granted,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To cherish every moment,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You learn not to put on silly acts just because you don't want to seem like you care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You learn what true love really is,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That the difference between pain and love is time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You learn what it feels like to have security yanked out from right under your feet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That what you make and what you do with your time is more thanyou'll ever fathom and should be treated as such...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your learn to smile more and appreciate the little things in life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and to continue to smile...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From, you, Felicia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In a place between sick &amp;amp;healthy...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;finally, after 3 sleepless nights, I managed to cry myself to sleep at 3am this morning after having silly, abstract images play through my subconscious mind.&lt;br /&gt;None of this would've hardly ever been worth mentioning before.&lt;br /&gt;However, these strange, bizzare images that played through my mind, last night were in future tense, of 'what ifs' &amp;amp; of things that could happen.&lt;br /&gt;It made me feel terribly afraid of the things that I have potential to lose.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but it seems as if Ive been rather emotionally un-stable.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was some sort of sign. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Truth be told, I am quite frightened by the saying 'what goes around, comes around'&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting for that something to come around and it now feels as though I am partially living in fear.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since this has happened to me now, I remember back in the day when this was routinal but up until quite reccently, it's been okay.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, a bit of a heavy post.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough of that.&lt;br /&gt;It's k, seeing Jake soon!&lt;br /&gt;He's on his way to pick lils &amp;amp;I up soon as we are going to go watch Eclipse tonight, so we can critique it together!&lt;br /&gt;It's cheap tuesday &amp;amp;I wouldn't pay to see it anyother time:)&lt;br /&gt;K, til next time!&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;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-5891120160500551823?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/5891120160500551823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/07/scarves-are-choking-hazards_06.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/5891120160500551823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/5891120160500551823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/07/scarves-are-choking-hazards_06.html' title='Scarves are choking hazards'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TDLSGVFfi2I/AAAAAAAAASo/UT5VvO5UhBA/s72-c/Photo_00011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-6630061078344058122</id><published>2010-07-02T00:26:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T14:02:22.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update/ Informal ramble</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488976738906650418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TCzDQx7ptzI/AAAAAAAAAQI/vPe0W5sevNg/s320/Photo_00090.jpg" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;I love you&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thought I might update, so hello:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What can I say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The last exam was pretty &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ew&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp;I had to re-sit that today for I left outcome 2 blank the first time I sat it as I wasn't informed about all the focus questions we had to study which is why some of the stuff that came up in the exam, I didn't know we had to study for and ironically, they were worth the most marks!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that was disappointing, cause in all my other outcomes I achieved at least above a 80% in each &amp;amp;it was just that one outcome that let me down, which meant that when I went &amp;amp;re-sat it, I would only get a 50% mark, overall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So I re-sat the exam &amp;amp;got a fifty percent :o(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That was a real big let down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah, but whatever, I passed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp;'ll beat myself up over it if I don't make up for it next semester.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I paid my tafe fees today for next semester,&lt;br /&gt;there goes another 300, gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;so I've got a two week break at the moment,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp;in these two weeks I would like to accomplish-&lt;br /&gt;a) freaking start learning to drive already,&lt;br /&gt;(cause I've said I would for a while now &amp;amp;STILL haven't. Is there a term for fear of driving? Cause I don't know, I just can't picture me operating a moving vehicle without destroying something:(..)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; b) get my fitness back up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My limbs hurt so much right now, my hammy on the inside of my right thigh &amp;amp;both my arms feel dead as, I think I'm getting old. Too much walking &amp;amp;carrying&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of sad because my arms hurt like hell only from carrying Rudin's baby brother, Ryan around the city the other day:/&lt;br /&gt;My knee is also splattered with bruises at the moment,&lt;br /&gt;from falling on the same place, twice. Both times, right in front of mum ;x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Once, i just got home from a night out with Jake &amp;amp;went to say hi to my mum in the living room, slipped and fell onto my knee. The second time, I got up off my chair, slipped and again, fell straight onto that same knee:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm sorry, right knee! mum was seriously like 'woooeah, what is wrong withyou'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Freaking realised how fit I've gotten when I took a run around the oval the other day. made it around but after that my muscles just felt so stiff, tense &amp;amp;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-relaxed, the run around the oval that should have warmed me up, didn't. I mostly blame the weather (cause it was cold) &amp;amp; I didn't stretch or warm up or anything, BUT STILL! I need to build my fitness back up, up, up!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, so that's that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mmm&lt;/span&gt;, yeah my relatives from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;melbourne&lt;/span&gt; visited just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;reccently&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;They stayed in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;perth&lt;/span&gt; for a few days and are now currently in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HK&lt;/span&gt; but will be on their way back to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;perth&lt;/span&gt; shortly to stay for a few days before they're headed back to Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't seen them for a while. It's been something like 5 years now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And my cousins are so grown up! The last time I saw my little cousin Vince, he was 10 &amp;amp; i remember this time when he sat on my lap &amp;amp;cried while watching "Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets' with us in the theatres,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;after 5 years of not seeing him, his voice has broken, he's grown taller, he talks less &amp;amp;is more mature! &amp;amp;back then I had only just finished primary &amp;amp; started high school or something..&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, how time flies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've finished high school now &amp;amp;need to start learning to be more &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;independant&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp;start looking out for myself, this meaning to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;takecare&lt;/span&gt; of my health when I feel myself getting sick and to stop leaving my purse/phone/bag on trains and buses and stuff...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, think I'm starting to get of topic, if there even was one to begin with?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, think my post ends here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Til next time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;X &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-6630061078344058122?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/6630061078344058122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/07/update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/6630061078344058122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/6630061078344058122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/07/update.html' title='Update/ Informal ramble'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TCzDQx7ptzI/AAAAAAAAAQI/vPe0W5sevNg/s72-c/Photo_00090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-5938117534064855461</id><published>2010-06-29T11:43:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T12:07:57.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fringey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488037632729125970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TCltJmzLlFI/AAAAAAAAAPg/d0Ql-_Gq4c4/s320/Photo_00073.jpg" /&gt; old, grown out, cruddy non-exisitent fringe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488037629092625282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TCltJZQK-4I/AAAAAAAAAPY/oGIfQ7qMU9M/s320/Photo_00071.jpg" /&gt;my cookie monster top:B &amp;amp;my chubbay, fattay face &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488038853431414418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TCluQqRSTpI/AAAAAAAAAP4/yWLYLVce4gw/s320/Image004_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;slightly shorter, trimmed new fringe:)&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking about getting bangs but i didn't wana go tooo short, we'll see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488038850151045634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TCluQeDL2gI/AAAAAAAAAPw/njefgClXO78/s320/Image000_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;taken on my poor quality phone cameraaaar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my face looks pointy here, ehee ahhh.. cameraar angles &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm getting my hair coloured soon too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe after this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;going darker to get rid of all my highlights:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-5938117534064855461?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/5938117534064855461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/06/fringey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/5938117534064855461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/5938117534064855461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/06/fringey.html' title='Fringey'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TCltJmzLlFI/AAAAAAAAAPg/d0Ql-_Gq4c4/s72-c/Photo_00073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-3312581804688566439</id><published>2010-06-25T23:41:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T12:41:07.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POST-EXAMS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, here are some pictures for you from during exams, &amp;amp;when i didn't have time to update-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486739351704061906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TCTQXtF6R9I/AAAAAAAAAOg/qv1ty-7q3WE/s320/P12-06-10_15.55_1.JPG" /&gt;This was us, in the car on the way to or from the airport (i can't remember) when our relatives were headed back to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486739344153357858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TCTQXQ9rriI/AAAAAAAAAOY/CSUW8e8dh-Q/s320/P12-06-10_15.54.JPG" /&gt;me, mum &amp;amp;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;samantha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486741321636735842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TCTSKXqda2I/AAAAAAAAAPA/ibsVJ3sRaxw/s320/P12-06-10_15.57.JPG" /&gt;just me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486741332775849218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TCTSLBKOzQI/AAAAAAAAAPI/8U93tNLPZ20/s320/P120610_13.38%5B01%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jake&lt;/span&gt;: '&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;felicia&lt;/span&gt;, stop &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;perving&lt;/span&gt; at little kids'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;felicia&lt;/span&gt;: 'you said you wouldn't tell :('&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They say a picture tells a thousand words,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, here's a few thousand for ya-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486740621731360578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TCTRhoUA70I/AAAAAAAAAOo/lZtkPFKJcSs/s320/Image000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486740627237961778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TCTRh805ADI/AAAAAAAAAOw/nnX_2kZxg24/s320/Image005.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Post Exams!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say?&lt;br /&gt;So, so, so so so glad that's over!&lt;br /&gt;Need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not left with a great feeling about my last exam actually. I'm not even kidding, my last exam made me cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping &amp;amp;praying that I passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since, I've finished my examsssss (yes, 5 s' cause there were 5 of them)-&lt;br /&gt;Jake's been able to get me to relax a little,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate out at Fast Eddy's at carousel last night,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; went to go watch 'Grown ups'&lt;br /&gt;Which was a reasonably okay movie,&lt;br /&gt;Despite the cruddy mood i was in from my last exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we finished our film and were headed back home,&lt;br /&gt;We were slowly reversing out of the parking lot, when some idiotic driver cuts out of nowhere which caught us off guard and threw us off attention.&lt;br /&gt;While still reversing out slowly and now slightly pissed off, we didn't notice the car behind us &amp;amp;(not too badly though) managed reversed into it.&lt;br /&gt;The car we had bumped into, had no severe damage done to it, however, it did have the slightest bit of paint taken off of it.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for us, Jake's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;astra&lt;/span&gt; was left undamaged &amp;amp;the guy we had encountered the accident with wasn't acting too irrationally, wasn't too &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;severely&lt;/span&gt; pissed off &amp;amp;it wasn't a heell serious accident (aka, we weren't injured &amp;amp;we didn't die)&lt;br /&gt;Jake &amp;amp;the other driver exchanged license and insurance details and the rest of it and Jake is waiting for a call from him sometime this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, yeah that is all!&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Til next time!&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-3312581804688566439?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/3312581804688566439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/06/post-exams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/3312581804688566439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/3312581804688566439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/06/post-exams.html' title='POST-EXAMS'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TCTQXtF6R9I/AAAAAAAAAOg/qv1ty-7q3WE/s72-c/P12-06-10_15.55_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-4224410402642499278</id><published>2010-06-23T10:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T11:45:05.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4/5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;4 down, 1 to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry for the lack of update, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last exam tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chyee boy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will properly update soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-4224410402642499278?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/4224410402642499278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/06/4-down-1-to-go.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/4224410402642499278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/4224410402642499278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/06/4-down-1-to-go.html' title='4/5'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-6055809260877164627</id><published>2010-06-12T10:37:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T18:41:55.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Improper post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481711140069618194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TBLzPREmshI/AAAAAAAAANw/yJOqJ1bteP4/s320/Picture%2520229%5B1%5D" /&gt;in love with my new berets that jake bought for me.&lt;br /&gt;he bought me a red, white and purple one :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things to do today-&lt;br /&gt;study, study, study for my legal framework and elements exams on monday!&lt;br /&gt;my grandma, uncle michael, aunty winnie and the kids are headed back home to singapore today, so we're taking them out for lunch at dim sum- somewhere in winthrop &amp;amp;dropping them off at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, k will properly update when i have time yeah? :)&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-6055809260877164627?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/6055809260877164627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-dont-need-to-see-it-to-believe-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/6055809260877164627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/6055809260877164627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-dont-need-to-see-it-to-believe-it.html' title='Improper post'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TBLzPREmshI/AAAAAAAAANw/yJOqJ1bteP4/s72-c/Picture%2520229%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-6723638156822212857</id><published>2010-06-11T17:48:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T18:43:04.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It will not be all for nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; yeah, this happens occasionally after a long day of studying. pictures from my dodgy, crap quality webcam:o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TBIJWLb1VrI/AAAAAAAAANg/0E7ZGQy47ns/s1600/Picture%2520173%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481453973094618802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TBIJWLb1VrI/AAAAAAAAANg/0E7ZGQy47ns/s320/Picture%2520173%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp; yes, i do feel rather frenchh:')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TBIJFtdLWyI/AAAAAAAAANY/PVhyUWmpumY/s1600/Picture%2520161%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481453690169285410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TBIJFtdLWyI/AAAAAAAAANY/PVhyUWmpumY/s320/Picture%2520161%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; squinty, asian pride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TBII0ixRjiI/AAAAAAAAANQ/a5KKq2m6kwM/s1600/Picture%2520160%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481453395243011618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TBII0ixRjiI/AAAAAAAAANQ/a5KKq2m6kwM/s320/Picture%2520160%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TBIHjDDB5lI/AAAAAAAAANI/bCe7ZxFBHa0/s1600/Picture%2520011%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481451995158144594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TBIHjDDB5lI/AAAAAAAAANI/bCe7ZxFBHa0/s320/Picture%2520011%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dear mr beret,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TBIHdLXIADI/AAAAAAAAANA/NrXU9PE54jA/s1600/Picture%2520012%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481451894310699058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TBIHdLXIADI/AAAAAAAAANA/NrXU9PE54jA/s320/Picture%2520012%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; could you sit properly on my head please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TBIHYP8kOJI/AAAAAAAAAM4/3qT73d8UFVc/s1600/Picture%2520010%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481451809642133650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TBIHYP8kOJI/AAAAAAAAAM4/3qT73d8UFVc/s320/Picture%2520010%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it would be kinly appreciated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TBIHHOXipyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/sIq2CLH7NxE/s1600/Picture%2520002%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481451517160630050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TBIHHOXipyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/sIq2CLH7NxE/s320/Picture%2520002%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; kthxbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TBIGsAfqk0I/AAAAAAAAAMo/wXJ6K_y-T80/s1600/Picture%2520001%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481451049580139330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TBIGsAfqk0I/AAAAAAAAAMo/wXJ6K_y-T80/s320/Picture%2520001%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;sex hair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hello!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't stay long, yeah, these next two weeks are going to be very unpleasant for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So entertain yourselves while i'm gone with my un-hideous pictures that i don't take while i'm studying!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye!&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/2878914237375908730-6723638156822212857?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/6723638156822212857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/06/it-will-not-be-all-for-nothing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/6723638156822212857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/6723638156822212857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/06/it-will-not-be-all-for-nothing.html' title='It will not be all for nothing'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TBIJWLb1VrI/AAAAAAAAANg/0E7ZGQy47ns/s72-c/Picture%2520173%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-5718730649089199688</id><published>2010-06-06T17:07:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T17:37:24.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something special</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a little chill time/ bbt sesh @icey-ice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479586496552433234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TAtm4vMI9lI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/4cPMQUKBTr4/s320/05062010011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479586291054970114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TAtmsxpuhQI/AAAAAAAAAMI/v1YYI7NFhuE/s320/05062010013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ehehehe mmm, our oreo's icey-ice :'o)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479585983058925730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TAtma2Rv2KI/AAAAAAAAAL4/PnjH4EgYDYk/s320/05062010032.jpg" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;weee! asian laaa, with the camwhoring ahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479585564401976178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TAtmCeqJw3I/AAAAAAAAALw/RlUWblY9mMA/s320/05062010026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's pull an un-spasticated face!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479585059950348562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TAtllHbgyRI/AAAAAAAAALg/p6Z17Q7tB3A/s320/05062010039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;K, kk serious face, serious face!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479584854920712098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TAtlZLooz6I/AAAAAAAAALY/HzTXE5Ua48s/s320/05062010027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'RAWR means i love you in dinosaur' :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heyeyey, how's everyone doing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did we all enjoy our long weekend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I certainly did :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woot! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quite a productive study sesh t'day, I'd have to say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Compare to the usual, anyway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just sat in my room, with my lappy the whole day and worked on all my portfolio's for elements of crim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did so well without the distractions of the internet, I think I did something like 6 pages of work :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, these were some pictures taken yesterday, when Lils, Jake &amp;amp; I went to the city and harbour town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had such a nice, chilled day yesterday so I thought I should make up for that today, seeing as I'm working tomorrow and with exams drawing nearer and all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K, that's all for now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciaooo! :o)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/2878914237375908730-5718730649089199688?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/5718730649089199688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/06/something-special.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/5718730649089199688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/5718730649089199688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/06/something-special.html' title='Something special'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TAtm4vMI9lI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/4cPMQUKBTr4/s72-c/05062010011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-8595867260116254679</id><published>2010-06-04T15:35:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T20:27:55.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today was a fairytale, I wore a dress, you wore a dark gray t-shirt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You told me I was pretty when I looked like a mess, today was a fairytale.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478819900943994114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TAitrAAbjQI/AAAAAAAAAKo/iOZruX10dww/s320/Photo_00039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478820367331410530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TAiuGJb2wmI/AAAAAAAAAKw/h2Og7rxIOMU/s320/Photo_00049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Check out how long my fringe has grown out! weee! :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Highlow!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love a chilled, make-up less day at home, dressed down in just a hoodie and trackies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;TEEHEEHEE! :') &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair and fringe have progressively grown since the last time I cut it :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Getting my hair dyed soon, after exams to darken the natural brown to blonde highlights in the ends of my hair! ;)&lt;br /&gt;It's been forever ago since I've last done anything my hair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I'm pretty excited and am looking forward to it! :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yay!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh oh, oh and my grandma, aunty, uncle and my two little cousins- Dawn and Darryn arrived in perth this arvo :*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The End.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-8595867260116254679?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/8595867260116254679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/06/today-was-fairytale-i-wore-dress-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/8595867260116254679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/8595867260116254679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/06/today-was-fairytale-i-wore-dress-you.html' title='Today was a fairytale, I wore a dress, you wore a dark gray t-shirt'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TAitrAAbjQI/AAAAAAAAAKo/iOZruX10dww/s72-c/Photo_00039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-6369250629153147973</id><published>2010-06-04T13:38:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T22:59:58.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And there was me and you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You know that feeling you get when everything goes perfectly, constantly and nothing's ever wrong with anyone or anything? Yeah, me neither."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am still currently sick, but I &lt;em&gt;am&lt;/em&gt; recovering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have a heap of work to finish and to work on, but if I put in the effort, thing's &lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt; get done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have more than enough things on my plate to remember before exams, given again, the time and effort and if keep trying, I &lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt; remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You might be in a bad place in life right now, but if you keep going, &lt;em&gt;you can't be stuck there forever!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah, &lt;em&gt;I called up ally today and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OHMYGOSHH, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I FOUND MY USBBB! (L)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(I'm going to pick it up with Jake when we go to the city tomorrow, he hasn't been in ages cause he's always got work!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That there, is another piece of evidence really, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; prayer really does work!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you don't just pray, take your worries back and go worry about it all over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you pray, you have to really just give up your worries and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BELIEVE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I believed that I would find it and there we go, I did!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;K, off to study and catch up with the workload noow cause exams are soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But heck yes, bring on the looong weekend! :'o)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-6369250629153147973?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/6369250629153147973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/06/slowly-but-surely.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/6369250629153147973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/6369250629153147973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/06/slowly-but-surely.html' title='And there was me and you'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-1631177481849803310</id><published>2010-06-03T21:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T22:47:44.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fair enough</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;How's everyone's day been for them so far?&lt;br /&gt;My legs are so, sooo tired!&lt;br /&gt;Went for a good session of retail therapy in the city, with the girls from tafe this morning :)&lt;br /&gt;Followed by late night &amp;amp;movies with my boy at carousel :)&lt;br /&gt;I dare to say, I went flat out, crazy and spent a good 300 bucks on clothes!&lt;br /&gt;I bought 2 dresses from ally, 2 tops from ally, a top from forever new, 4 jackets- 1 from ally, 2 from cotton on and a brown leather jacket from valleygirl, 3 beret's- 2 from cotton on and 1 from forever new &amp;amp; a new clutch purse :')&lt;br /&gt;TEEHEEHEE :'B&lt;br /&gt;Yay, for having clothes to wear this winter!&lt;br /&gt;I'm all ready and stocked up so yeah, pretty happy about that :) :) :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a less cheery note,&lt;br /&gt;AND ONLY DID I NOTICE THIS AT THE END OF THE NIGHT, but it must have been whilst i was clothes shopping with the girls in the city todau, but somehow still, i managed to lose my thumbdrive today!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the one i wear on my wrist.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the same one i got from influencers.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah,&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; THE ONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THAT ACUTUALLY CARRIES ALL OF MY WORK ON&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;IT! :'(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing about it is, i don't even know where and i don't even kmow how:( all i know is i lost it and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I WANT IT BACK! :( &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really just upsets me greatly and makes me want to cry because i thought to myself this morning, 'naaa, don't bring it, just incase you lose it... you dom't even need it today.' then i thought 'but what if you did? ahh we'll just bring it, just incase.' turns out, i didn't need it today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AND THE ONLY REASON I BROUGHT IT TODAY, WAS JUST TO LOSE IT! :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i remember it being on my wrist when i was trying out clothes and then it got in the way of my sleeve so i think i took it off, which is probably how i lost it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHH 357#$%RGDWUEGWJBSBD VAJBDAKNAL !!! :(&lt;br /&gt;I want it back!&lt;br /&gt;And I want it back NOW!&lt;br /&gt;It had ALLLLL my essays on it, for each and every class!&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MY WORK BACKKK:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-1631177481849803310?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/1631177481849803310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/06/fair-enough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/1631177481849803310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/1631177481849803310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/06/fair-enough.html' title='Fair enough'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-6642253238794704266</id><published>2010-06-02T22:05:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T01:20:04.598+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jake'/><title type='text'>Jake,</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; mso-fareast-: EN-AUfont-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt; &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; mso-fareast-: EN-AUfont-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; mso-fareast-: EN-AUfont-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;you believe me, if I said I didn't need you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; mso-fareast-: EN-AUfont-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Cause I wouldn't believe you, if you said the same.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="right"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-: EN-AUfont-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-: EN-AUfont-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-: EN-AUfont-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; mso-fareast-: EN-AUfont-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;All I know is you mean to me, more than you'll ever know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The way you make me feel, it's more than any feeling I've ever felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The way you make me feel, it's the best feeling in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-fareast-: EN-AU"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A hundred reasons why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-fareast-: EN-AUfont-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;1. I love the way you make sure I have everything I need, 2. how you say the cutest things over and over, and it never gets old, 3. I love the way you act like a dork just to make me laugh, 4. the look you make when you get jealous, 5. the way you act as if I’m fragile and breakable and take such care with me, 6. how you listen to me talk for hours, 7. I love your fast replies, the way you text me just to see how may day is, even when you know I’&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; no credit to reply, 8. I love the way you always find a way to see or talk to me, 9. how you would do anything I say, 10. the way you get my attention, 11. I love how you’re not afraid to tell me your feelings, 12. I love the way we talk on the phone all night, t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; mso-fareast-: EN-AU"&gt;he way you spend all your money to buy calling cards for me. 13. The way you're so worth it, 14. I love how I can be myself when I'm with you, 15. I love the way you very nearly bought a plane ticket to fly out of the country for me when I tricked you into saying that my flight back had been delayed to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; you, &lt;i&gt;16. the way you love me, 17. the way I love you,&lt;/i&gt; 18. I love how you're never boring, 19. that we're not just show and tell, 20. how you always try and distract me from thinking about anything when I'm scared, 21. how you are always there when I need someone to talk or cry to, how you love me for who I am, 22. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;I love how you let me give you a detailed description of how I spent my day and when you listen, I know you're really listening, &lt;i&gt;23. I love how we both know that together, we can work out anything, 24. &lt;/i&gt;I love you because you make me feel like I've never felt before, 25. Because you know when I’m not okay. 26. I love that &lt;i&gt;when you hold me, all the troubles in the world vanish, everything falls into place and becomes alright again, 27.&lt;/i&gt; You always know how to bring a smile to my face. When I need to cry, you lend me a shoulder and a tissue, 28. &lt;i&gt;I love that when I'm with you, nothing else seems to matter. 29. &lt;/i&gt;Every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure. Every moment with you, is time well spent. I love that I feel so at ease in your arms I love you because you bring out the best in me, 30. &lt;i&gt;Because of you, no matter what may come tomorrow, today my life is more complete, &lt;/i&gt;31. I love how you always say what I need to hear, 32. How all the little things you do, make such a big difference in my life, 33. You've seen me at my worst and yet, you still love me, for who I am, 34. I enjoy being with you, 35. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; mso-fareast-: EN-AUfont-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You're selfless and kind, 36. I love the way you always try to help others, 37. The way you always look for and find the positive in life, 38. The fact that you know exactly where you&lt;/span&gt; are going in life and will do whatever it takes to get there, &lt;em&gt;39. How you always understand me, even when I don't myself,&lt;/em&gt; 40. The fact you refused to ever completely grow up, 41. The way we are interdependent on one another, 42. How you always help me when I need or ask you to and sometimes even when I don't, 43. How you're always concerned about me and my well-being, &lt;em&gt;44.The amazing way you seem to be able to read my mind.&lt;/em&gt; 45. The way we're able to finish off each other's sentences, 46.The way you apologise for every little thing, and everything for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;incase&lt;/span&gt; you do anything wrong, when most the time, it’s not you and you haven’t, 46. How I know you'll always be here for me through the good and the bad, 47. How cute and adorable you are, 48. Your &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;determination&lt;/span&gt;, when once you set your mind on something that nobody can change it, 49. How easy it is for us to talk about our dreams and visions of our future, 50. Every little single detail about you, that makes you who you are and the fact that you are the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bestest&lt;/span&gt; boyfriend anyone could ever ask for,&lt;em&gt; 51. You always make time for me,&lt;/em&gt; 52. The way your gorgeous smile always lights up my day, 53 You say the cutest things that make me laugh, 54. How you will refused to do or say anything to ever, ever hurt me, 55. How you manage find the best in everyone, 56. Beside being my boyfriend, you are also my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bestfriend&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;57. Because I can tell you anything and you won’t think any less of me, 58. I love that you always bring out the best in me, 59. Your laugh, your beautiful singing voice, your voice, the way I can't not smile when you sing to me, the way I love your singing and you singing to me, 60. I love how we can talk without saying a word, 61. The way you always reassure me and I feel indestructable, as if nothing in this world could hurt me as long as you're here&lt;/span&gt;, 61. I love how you always wonder what I’m thinking, 62. how I always want to know what you’re thinking, 63. I love the way you always strive to be the best you can, 64. I love the way you kiss me, 65. The way you want the same things out of life that I do, &lt;em&gt;66. I love how we can do absolutely nothing yet, still have fun,&lt;/em&gt; 67. How you always hold me together, and remember things for me when I have too much on my mind, 68. I love how you are always on my mind, 69. I love how I had to team some of these up to make it all fit into 100 reasons, 70. I love how I know I’m always on yours, 71. I love how it is always so hard for me to leave you every night, and how I can’t wait to see you the next day, 72. I love how complete I feel when you hold me in your arms, 73. I love how two weeks can feels like an eternity without you, 74. The way you make me anticipate wonderful tomorrows, 75. I love when you tell me you miss me, 76&lt;em&gt;. I love your smile,&lt;/em&gt; 77. I love the little things you do for me, 78. I love how you would do anything in this world to make me happy, 79. I love how you always think about how your decisions will affect me and in turn how i think how my decisions might affect you… 80. Then the way you apologise for crying over something silly,&lt;em&gt; 81. The way your tears make me want to change the world so that it can't hurt you anymore.&lt;/em&gt; 82. I love the way you get your point across without destroying mine, 83. I love the person I am, when I am with you, 84. How you notice all the small things.&lt;em&gt; 84. The way you act as if it's the end of the world when you see me get hurt,&lt;/em&gt; 85. Just how much I trust and believe in you, 86. The way I know how we both will never give up on this. 87. Every little effort you put into our relationship, 88. I love trying to get a tan at the front of carousel with you on sunny days, 89. cuddling with you and embracing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wintery&lt;/span&gt; ones by being in your presence, &lt;em&gt;90. The way some people dedicate posts to each other, the way you dedicate to me, a whole blog.&lt;/em&gt; 91. The way you tickle me to make me laugh. 92. The way you make me think things through before I go off and do stupid things when I'm angry, 93. The way you let me win, 94. The way I can share all my problems with you and the way you help me get through them, 95. The way you have just become such an important part of my life, and me; a part of yours, 96. The way we are always there for each other, 97.The way we don't care what other people think, or say, 98. The way you can see right through me sometimes, 99. I love our love, the way we were meant for each other, 100. And they way this list of reasons was so easy to write, but also so hard at the same time because I had to limit myself to just 100 reasons. I can think of over infinite reasons why I love you and why I am the luckiest girl in the world, to call you my own. :') &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; mso-fareast-: EN-AUfont-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;And that's why I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-6642253238794704266?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/6642253238794704266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/06/jake.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/6642253238794704266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/6642253238794704266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/06/jake.html' title='Jake,'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-2773284669652566360</id><published>2010-06-02T21:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T22:05:34.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the stars, they shine for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know life is going well when however much it may seem like a dream, you know it's not, and you don't mind that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When your dreams have become a reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Learn from yesterday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Live for today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And have hopes for tomorrow."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-2773284669652566360?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/2773284669652566360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-stars-they-shine-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/2773284669652566360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/2773284669652566360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-stars-they-shine-for-you.html' title='And the stars, they shine for you'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-8278155961575435564</id><published>2010-06-02T17:48:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T20:24:03.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-exam days</title><content type='html'>&lt;br/&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478124584936768482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TAY1SSB9g-I/AAAAAAAAAKA/aSRHK6y9Sys/s320/Photo_00037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478123937779045666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TAY0snLiVSI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/RcNVyONyt-c/s320/Photo_00048.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Greetings! :')&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for bearing with me and sorry for the irregularity/ lack of update. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And sorry in advance if I'm slow on updating these next few weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know how, but somehow &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and that is just eating up all my time right now. It really has just been consuming my life and sapping all my energy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As a result of this, I always seem to be tired and unfocused :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And worst of all, exams are soon :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hopefully though, after my exams...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll have time to get my bum around to a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;licencing&lt;/span&gt; centre to get my L's so that I can start learning to drive because I, myself know that I have been putting this off for way too &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;looong&lt;/span&gt; and knowing how to drive, would just make life so much easier!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyway, how has &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; week been treating them so far?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am currently still sick right now and I'm not getting any better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-exam days consist of-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Having to get up at 7.30am to make it on time to a 8.30am start, while we're approaching winter (which I never seem to be able to do, it is life's most impossible task for me! mind you, I am no way,&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;at all a morning person) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Being stuck in the middle of the week with a lot and a lot of essays and assignments to finish :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And honestly, I don't know which I'm hating more at the moment! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stayed up 'til 3am this morning desperately trying to get done all my law of personal property essays I had to submit today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If it's anything, I need to learn to be more organised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, enough of that, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm pretty happy with and am liking my plans for tomorrow :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have scheduled in a session of retail therapy with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;girlies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; going for late night with my boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Which is exactly what I need :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I miss spending actual time with my boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh oh, oh and I almost forgot! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My relatives; grandma, uncle &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;michael&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, auntie &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;winnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp;their kids (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;darryn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and dawn) are coming to see us and arrive from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this weekend! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's been too long since they've come to pay us a visit here in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;perth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can't wait to see them all! :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As cold enough as it is for us, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;imagine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; what our winter's going to be like for them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's going to be fr-fr-freezing! :o/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, with that being said, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Remember to takecare&lt;/span&gt; and stay warm, kiddos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;K, all for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Til next time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-8278155961575435564?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/8278155961575435564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/06/pre-exam-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/8278155961575435564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/8278155961575435564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/06/pre-exam-days.html' title='Pre-exam days'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/TAY1SSB9g-I/AAAAAAAAAKA/aSRHK6y9Sys/s72-c/Photo_00037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-7627990314510353623</id><published>2010-05-31T22:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T23:09:52.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I keep you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-fareast-: EN-AUfont-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-: EN-AUfont-family:Calibri;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Think of the person you'd like to be with the most right now, when did you last talk to them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-: EN-AUfont-family:Calibri;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Today. but if you want specifics, say half an hour ago- over the phone for close to 2 hours just talking about life, cause that's how we roll :'o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;When did you last really like someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Text or call?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Both?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;When's the last time you did something you knew was wrong?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Can't say I have, reccently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do you find the opposite sex confusing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Occasionally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Who was the last person to call you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;When was the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-fareast-: EN-AUfont-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-: EN-AUfont-family:Calibri;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Who was the first person you talked to today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-: EN-AUfont-family:Calibri;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;The bus driver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do you like holding hands?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Is there someone who you instantly smile when you talk to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Yess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;You're crying at 12 at night, you call?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I don’t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Have you ever been called heartless?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-fareast-: EN-AUfont-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-: EN-AUfont-family:Calibri;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;How often do you get drunk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-: EN-AUfont-family:Calibri;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less often&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do you like your life at the moment?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Who did you spend most of the day today with?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy, Martika and Jess &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-AU; mso-char-type: symbolfont-family:Wingdings;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol;font-family:Wingdings;" &gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-fareast-: EN-AUfont-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-: EN-AUfont-family:Calibri;" &gt;What’s the relationship between the last person you texted and you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-: EN-AUfont-family:Calibri;" &gt;My mother&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-: EN-AUfont-family:Calibri;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Who did you last go out to eat with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-: EN-AUfont-family:Calibri;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Jake &amp;amp;his family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;How late were you up last night?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Have your parents ever caught you drinking? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Last person you were in a car with?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake &amp;amp;aunty jenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Is someone mad, because you’re dating the person you are?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think so? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-: EN-AUfont-family:Calibri;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;If you could describe your day in one word, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-: EN-AUfont-family:Calibri;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-fareast-: EN-AUfont-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-7627990314510353623?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/7627990314510353623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/mmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/7627990314510353623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/7627990314510353623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/mmm.html' title='Can I keep you?'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-8159398424592323123</id><published>2010-05-30T20:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T20:34:20.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And that's just life for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The lecturers have been&lt;strong&gt; going crazy&lt;/strong&gt; with the &lt;em&gt;homework&lt;/em&gt; and the &lt;em&gt;assignments&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;exams, exams, exams!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It wrecks havocs with my brain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The stress has gotten to my head and as a result, I'm in the foulest mood pretty much&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;all of the time!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I get annoyed&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;so easily&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even at the &lt;em&gt;slightest things&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate this side of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is when you have to believe me when I say, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's not you, it's me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-8159398424592323123?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/8159398424592323123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/and-thats-just-life-for-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/8159398424592323123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/8159398424592323123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/and-thats-just-life-for-you.html' title='And that&apos;s just life for you'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-2666534000904999925</id><published>2010-05-28T20:35:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T11:19:52.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jigsaws falling into place</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My body is at a stage where I am literally mentally and physically drained. :( :'(&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, it feels so good to have fallen off the radar lately when you’re normally right under it for being the main source for gossip and whatnot :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Anyway, this one's to all my girlies!&lt;br /&gt;Aha i'm sure i've read this a dozen times but i can never get sick of this one hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life only comes around once, make sure you spend it with the right person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot,&lt;br /&gt;Who calls you back when you hang up on him,&lt;br /&gt;Who will stay awake just to watch you sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Wait for the guy who kisses your forehead,&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats,&lt;br /&gt;Who holds your hand in front of his friends,&lt;br /&gt;Who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you.&lt;br /&gt;Who turns to his friends and says, ' That's Her!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's my boy for you, right there :')&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I know I'm in good hands&lt;br /&gt;And I seriously couldn't ask for anyone better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I lovers you! :o) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-2666534000904999925?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/2666534000904999925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/jigsaws-falling-into-place.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/2666534000904999925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/2666534000904999925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/jigsaws-falling-into-place.html' title='Jigsaws falling into place'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-6961523146113918268</id><published>2010-05-28T14:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T21:25:07.225+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Present'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Point in time'/><title type='text'>Time capsule</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476224429964836930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S_91GtJewEI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/yp1VZ8FUzfA/s320/DSC00199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's take a snapshot of where we are in life;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear future me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you may be right now and wherever you're headed, I would like to remind you that you are here at this point, only because you have gone through all that you have, learnt all that you’ve learnt and worked hard towards getting what you want to achieve in life. Mid-year exams up are coming up for you and you’re halfway through getting your diploma. You know you can't expect to achieve competent results if you don't put in the effort, although I'd like to commend us, up to this point, for we have put in the effort. Remember the person you want to be, the one you want to become. It'll just make life that little bit easier for you if you set your priorities in life, avoid negative people, quit trying to fix others, smile more, be prepared for rain, remember to breathe sometimes, take each day at a time, prepare for the morning the night before and have goals to work towards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think, right now is the time to make ammends, it's out with the old and in with the new. Know that there are consequences to the decisions you make. Learn from your mistakes, pick yourself off the floor when you fall. Don't let petty things get to you so easily, you're greater than that. As mum always says, learn to love yourself. If it's anything i've learnt, it's that mum's always right. Live your dreams and face your fears. Don’t give up now. Don’t half finish things. You can’t expect to get recognition for completing half a diploma. So it's either diploma or no diploma and really, the choice is yours. You and I both know this is important to you. After this year, you'll have this. At least you will have something to take from it, to get you somewhere in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, please try to always stick it through until the end. Never forget that hard work pays off, so with that alone, you’ve got only your best to give. Felicia, sometimes you just stress and stress way too much to know what's good for you. But please, don’t stress. This is a better mindset for you. Be good to your mental health. Along with &lt;em&gt;prayer and hard work, trust that you will do well&lt;/em&gt;. Thank you, thank you, thank you for putting in the effort, this year. Keep at it! Please eat right and get a decent amount of sleep. Do treat your body, health and immune with care, as it has been good to you all these years. Once again, good luck! I wish you well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From, present me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-6961523146113918268?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/6961523146113918268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/time-capsule.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/6961523146113918268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/6961523146113918268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/time-capsule.html' title='Time capsule'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S_91GtJewEI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/yp1VZ8FUzfA/s72-c/DSC00199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-1592611792285045197</id><published>2010-05-28T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T15:04:14.467+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Appreciate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sickness'/><title type='text'>Let's not take a single thing for granted, shall we?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whether it be time, the people we love, our health, our immune systems, the shelter we are provided with, the family and homes to call our own, even the air we breathe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let's not take any of that for granted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because it's only when you're so close to losing it, you think twice before not appreciating all that you have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because you realise it's too late to cry over it, when it's gone.&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I came across something today which really is what I think sometimes but w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hat better way to put it than in the words of miss gzillaaa-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(with reference to: gzillaaa.blogspot.com)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;topic: true love&amp;amp;happiness v fancy university degree.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"if someone you adore only adores you because you have a degree in your office, are they in love with the idea of being with someone intellectual, &lt;em&gt;or are they in love with you&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;if someone you adore only adores you because the money you earn is easy money in their pockets, are they in love with the idea of being with someone filthy rich,&lt;em&gt; or are they in love with you&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;now YOU tell me,&lt;br /&gt;do you need a uni degree to be swept off your feet and be treated like a princess? do you need to attend university to be able to love someone? do you need to go to university to proceed on with your life?&lt;br /&gt;the answer is no. of course not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you need someone that is utterly in love with you to sweep you off your feet &amp;amp; treat you like a princess. you need someone to experience to joys &amp;amp; despairs of falling in &amp;amp; out of love to give you their very best shot. you need someone that can take their own experiences with life to proceed on &amp;amp; learn from their mistakes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah so i don't know about you, but i thought that was really well said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry for the lack of update, a quick post today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Right now i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;am currently busy with sick,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;will remember to not take being healthy for granted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Has too much work to keep my occupied right now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So time too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will properly update this when i have time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;K, all for now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bye!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"To you, it might just be the chemicals inside us changing. All I know is our bodies reward us for being with each other."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-1592611792285045197?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/1592611792285045197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/lets-not-take-single-thing-for-granted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/1592611792285045197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/1592611792285045197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/lets-not-take-single-thing-for-granted.html' title='Let&apos;s not take a single thing for granted, shall we?'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-4088066377649656214</id><published>2010-05-18T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T14:32:53.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The strange, unfamiliar distance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472492175359578514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S_Iyo5RpkZI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Dor-g4StDg8/s320/spacer.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472493203731280274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S_IzkwQkcZI/AAAAAAAAAJI/7kRjejisA8g/s320/party-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"Don't give the crowd what they want. If they knew what they wanted, they'd be on stage. Not you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S_ItVk79Y1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/-ItE9mC5zcI/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472486345924240210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S_ItVk79Y1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/-ItE9mC5zcI/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"When you're at the top, remember what it felt like to be at the bottom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you're at the bottom remember what if felt like to be at the top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good doesn't last forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Neither does bad."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S_ItRMbjS-I/AAAAAAAAAIg/XeKAbbdD6A8/s1600/colorsplash1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472486270626384866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S_ItRMbjS-I/AAAAAAAAAIg/XeKAbbdD6A8/s320/colorsplash1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And we wonder why on earth we ever wanted to grow up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S_ItLrywNUI/AAAAAAAAAIY/w6B-bPwUzlk/s1600/photography-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472486175965984066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S_ItLrywNUI/AAAAAAAAAIY/w6B-bPwUzlk/s320/photography-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"You were a dream. Then a reality. Now a memory."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S_ItHnRm_cI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/80w2XRH1aGs/s1600/tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472486106033749442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S_ItHnRm_cI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/80w2XRH1aGs/s320/tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "The dirt you and I could share forever would grow a tree so high it'd kiss a star, each leaf a promise, each stem a new beginning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S_ItBrffHoI/AAAAAAAAAII/sWzWHJqsAeA/s1600/Balloon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472486004086480514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S_ItBrffHoI/AAAAAAAAAII/sWzWHJqsAeA/s320/Balloon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"And if I blink my eyes enough, maybe I will wake up and you will still be there sleeping next to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472485688886275490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S_IsvVR5raI/AAAAAAAAAIA/97M7C3IbTYM/s320/VintageGarden.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If we focused on all the unhappy parts of life, we'd forget to see the beauty in it. &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S_Iv4ij0CaI/AAAAAAAAAIw/TBALratRZeU/s1600/tumblr_l0o88w3GON1qa5v8fo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472489145604770210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S_Iv4ij0CaI/AAAAAAAAAIw/TBALratRZeU/s320/tumblr_l0o88w3GON1qa5v8fo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Dear Future You,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hold on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dear Current You,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’m holding on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it hurts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dear Past You,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I held on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me. " &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is an extract from Lillians blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which I liked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472490930736912210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S_Ixgcse11I/AAAAAAAAAI4/pVKmECnsmlo/s320/tumblr_l15ls8Ehuj1qzjggvo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"I had never known stability but I had always known that it was possible.&lt;br /&gt;I had never known safety but I had always wondered what it would feel like.&lt;br /&gt;I had never known love but I had always believed that it was real.&lt;br /&gt;I had never known you but I had always looked forward to the day that I would.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for giving me the stability I always craved, the safety I always sought, the love I always desired and the person I always needed.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, thank you, thank you."&lt;br /&gt;&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/2878914237375908730-4088066377649656214?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/4088066377649656214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/strange-unfamiliar-distance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/4088066377649656214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/4088066377649656214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/strange-unfamiliar-distance.html' title='The strange, unfamiliar distance'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S_Iyo5RpkZI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Dor-g4StDg8/s72-c/spacer.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-2971899271352241478</id><published>2010-05-14T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T14:42:42.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It doesn&apos;t matter what the world says'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nor does it matter what people think and say'/><title type='text'>And the world said that we could never be together</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thus with a kiss, I die.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Romeo and Juliet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't have the greatest memory, so probably the only line I know of shakespear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aladdin&lt;/strong&gt;: You, uh, you don't want to go for a ride, do you? We could get out of the palace, see the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jasmine&lt;/strong&gt;: Is it safe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aladdin&lt;/strong&gt;: Sure. Do you trust me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jasmine&lt;/strong&gt;: What?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aladdin&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Do you trust me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jasmine&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Yes. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470992190148532930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S-zeaQ69WsI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Ss7HCBGfBr0/s320/Photo_00009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471007188920307842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S-zsDTs0EII/AAAAAAAAAHA/vJ3M_FkA-TU/s320/Photo_00021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Artist:&lt;/strong&gt; The Bee Gees&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Preferred version by:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song:&lt;/strong&gt; How deep is your love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Favourite past time: having in sung to me by Jake. :')&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know your eyes in the morning sun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel you touch me in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pourin&lt;/span&gt;' rain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the moment that you wander far from me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wana&lt;/span&gt; feel you in my arms again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you come to me on a summer breeze&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep me warm with your love then you softly leave&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And its me you need to show&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How deep is your love?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is your love&lt;br /&gt;How deep is your love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really need to learn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause we're &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;livin&lt;/span&gt;' in a world of fools &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Breaking us down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When they all should let us be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We belong to you and me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe in you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know the door to my very soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're the light in my deepest, darkest hour&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're my saviour when I fall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you may not think that I care for you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you know down inside &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That I really do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it's me you need to show&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How deep is your love?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is your love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How deep is your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; really need to learn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause we're living in a world of fools &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Breakin&lt;/span&gt;’ us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;When&lt;/span&gt; they all should let us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;We&lt;/span&gt; belong to you and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt; you come to me on a summer breeze, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep me warm in your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Then&lt;/span&gt; you softly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt; it's me you need to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;How&lt;/span&gt; deep is your love?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;How&lt;/span&gt; deep is your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; really need to learn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause we're living in a world of fools &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Breakin&lt;/span&gt;’ us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;When&lt;/span&gt; they all should let us be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We belong to you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rose&lt;/strong&gt;: Hello, Jack. I changed my mind. They said you might be up here-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jack&lt;/strong&gt;: Shh! Gimme your hand. Now close your eyes. Go on! Now step up and hold onto the railing; don’t peek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rose&lt;/strong&gt;: [breathless] I’m not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jack&lt;/strong&gt;: Step up onto the rail. Hold on. Hold on. Keep your eyes closed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jack&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;D’you trust me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rose&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;I trust you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transcript from the scene "I'm flying"&lt;br /&gt;-From The Titanic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm in the mood for The Titanic or a meaningful, romance film. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-2971899271352241478?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/2971899271352241478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/and-world-said-that-we-could-never-be.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/2971899271352241478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/2971899271352241478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/and-world-said-that-we-could-never-be.html' title='And the world said that we could never be together'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S-zeaQ69WsI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Ss7HCBGfBr0/s72-c/Photo_00009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-8948034252543852169</id><published>2010-05-14T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T14:41:45.561+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fallen for you'/><title type='text'>Fallin' for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And I know that, I know you'll always be there to catch me when I fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470986605330612770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S-zZVL2mwiI/AAAAAAAAAGA/AZ3kv71o240/s320/Photo_00041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470987703011180274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S-zaVFCC_vI/AAAAAAAAAGg/VUuT0SnpuUE/s320/Photo_00042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I just need you to know that I am always here, to do the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Artist: Colbie Caillat &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song: Falling For You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edits: Felicia ( In bold) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know but&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think I &lt;strong&gt;may&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;have&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fell&lt;/strong&gt; for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dropp&lt;strong&gt;ed&lt;/strong&gt; so quickly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe I should&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep this to myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waiting 'til I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Know you better &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am trying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not to tell you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I want to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm scared of what you'll say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I'm hiding what I'm feeling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I'm tired of&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Holding this inside my head &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been spending all my time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just thinking about ya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know where to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think I'&lt;strong&gt;ve&lt;/strong&gt; fall&lt;strong&gt;en&lt;/strong&gt; for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been waiting all my life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now I found ya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know where to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think I'&lt;strong&gt;ve&lt;/strong&gt; fall&lt;strong&gt;en&lt;/strong&gt; for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'&lt;strong&gt;ve&lt;/strong&gt; fall&lt;strong&gt;en&lt;/strong&gt; for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As I'm standing here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you hold my hand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pull me towards you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And we start to dance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All around us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see nobody&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here in silence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's just you and me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm trying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not to tell you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I want to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm scared of what you'll say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I'm hiding what I'm feeling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I'm tired of&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Holding this inside my head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been spending all my time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just thinking about ya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know where to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think &lt;strong&gt;I've &lt;/strong&gt;fall&lt;strong&gt;en&lt;/strong&gt; for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been waiting all my life and now I found ya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know where to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think I'&lt;strong&gt;ve &lt;/strong&gt;fall&lt;strong&gt;en&lt;/strong&gt; for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'&lt;strong&gt;ve&lt;/strong&gt; fall&lt;strong&gt;en&lt;/strong&gt; for you&lt;/em&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/2878914237375908730-8948034252543852169?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/8948034252543852169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/fallin-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/8948034252543852169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/8948034252543852169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/fallin-for-you.html' title='Fallin&apos; for you'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S-zZVL2mwiI/AAAAAAAAAGA/AZ3kv71o240/s72-c/Photo_00041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-4087370185504204672</id><published>2010-05-12T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T14:54:54.064+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Workload'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whine and complain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ah dear'/><title type='text'>The checklist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May, a busy month?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Neverrr! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AMOUNT OF ESSAYS TO COMPLETE:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;only enough to drive me to temporary insanity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legal framework.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;x4 questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Research assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DISLIKE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Criminal Law&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x6 questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Evaluate court case assignment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elements of contract&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Consideration&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Clarke v Boss&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Dad v Bozzo&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Bird v Worm&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Bank v Alan&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Capacity to contract&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Steinberg v Scala (Leeds)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Law of personal property&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pledges and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pawnbrokers&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;x1 essay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chattels Security&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;x2 essays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Mother's day&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Samantha's 10th birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dad's 51st &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gran's birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Flqp &amp;amp;Jc's 6 month anniversary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Land myself in a big-ass debt&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Complete my Diploma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Make things work at home, with the family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Learn that crying doesn't fix a thing but sure as hell makes me feel better&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Am a teenage girl taking a hell of a ride on a hormonal induced rollercoaster &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;s&gt;In love a&lt;/s&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;nd happy&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Winter shopping :'o)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The list above, of essays doesn't even include studying for my next set of exams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You have to admit, that's kind of sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But yeah, other than the ridiculous workload, having this feeling that I might be getting a little sick and the conflict and issues with the family,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life is great at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You know you love me, xoxo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gossip Girl."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm really and honestly not that obsessed, i've just been watching too much of it lately ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Until next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-4087370185504204672?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/4087370185504204672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/checklist.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/4087370185504204672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/4087370185504204672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/checklist.html' title='The checklist'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-6264930532898150126</id><published>2010-05-12T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T18:54:09.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The shortfall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Everybody has their own stories and well, this is mine.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SO CLOSE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; my exam results back for 'law of personal property.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; a&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;71%&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I just missed out on an 'A'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be exact, 4% or 2.5 marks off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So it &lt;em&gt;did matter&lt;/em&gt; that I had missed that bit of information which I had forgot to include. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I now know, for next time just to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;work that little bit harder&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to get that A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So that will be my &lt;em&gt;motivation&lt;/em&gt; until then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At the library at the moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Attempting to work on the many assignments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wish me luck.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What else.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss my J to the C, my bay to the bee. aha :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that's pretty much it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Signing off,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Felicia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-6264930532898150126?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/6264930532898150126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/shortfall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/6264930532898150126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/6264930532898150126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/shortfall.html' title='The shortfall'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-8084384327754988160</id><published>2010-05-12T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T18:21:23.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two can play this game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"3 words, 8 letters, say it and I'm yours."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Gossip Girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hello y'all,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; from my practice and procedure class at tafe :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This might just be a very unorganised, messy post about everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have nearly caught up with the workload for this class.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And so yeah, here I am blogging.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If anything, there was something I realised just reccently.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, I've known it all along, only it didn't click until say last week.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Call it an epiphany but they say it takes two to tango as it takes two to fight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you just stepped back a little, gave way a little, or down from the battlefield altogether, Wouldn't there be a little less friction? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A little less to fight about?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Making you the bigger person.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Although I can't talk, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because if it's anything I have inherrited, it is my total need to prove a point.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I know now, it doesn't have to be like that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"The only way something dies is if you stop feeding it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Joyce Meyer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Another thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Approaches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Responses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Or how you address an issue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;There are different was of approaching an issue, different ways you can go about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Hm, think this. Say if I were to come complaining to you about how I had to get up at 8am this morning, you could either respond by saying "aw honey, that's okay. At least you know you haven't wasted half your day by sleeping through it." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;or you could respond by saying "are you sure you've come to the right person to complain? I mean look at me, I have to get up at 6am everyday. Who cares about you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;See the difference?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Choosing the way you respond to things could either make you a less or more likable person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Even if they're just little things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And I believe that everything happens for a reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;So yes, that's what I've learnt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Hmhmhmm *hums* what else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;This class drags on for way too long, I reckon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Starts at 8.30am and finishes at 12pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Oh, I wish I had learnt italian properly all through primary and highschool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I regret not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;The reason being, I would really like to travel in Europe at some point of my life, Italy or Rome being one of the destinations I would like to travel to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I was even in extention LOTE class at one stage and still, I don't know very much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alrighty, that's all I got on me right now, I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmhmmhmm *hums* until next time! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-8084384327754988160?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/8084384327754988160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/two-can-play-this-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/8084384327754988160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/8084384327754988160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/two-can-play-this-game.html' title='Two can play this game'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-6011727023800756941</id><published>2010-05-11T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T15:22:37.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What if?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hi everybody!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How are we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am currently at the library working on the many essays that I have yet to finish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am also waiting for a particular someone to get off work so that we can go watch a movie at carousel, later tonight. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have currently completed all the one's I had to do for 'valuable consideration' and only have the one left on 'capacity to contract' before I've finished all we had to do at the moment for elements of contract.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that's just for elements of contract alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We still have my stuff for legal framework, law of personal property, practice and procedures and criminal law. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, anyway enough about the educational aspects of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So what has happened in life since the last time I wrote?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, the workload is piling up. Majorly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A shitload of birthdays and events are coming up and happening this month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And well apart from that, I can't think of much else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Ooh, watched 'letters to juliet' last weekend with my beloved sister and Jake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I was inspired by it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;We decided that besides being really, really predictable, the movie itself was alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But yes, the movie did get me thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Life is built on the decisions we make.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The decisions we make decide what type of person we are, the person that will become of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We go through each day and the biggest decision we make without even realising it is choosing to get up every single morning to another day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;we pick from a closet of clothes and choose to wear, we choose from a menu what to have for lunch, whether to go to that mates 18th or to stay home and finish that major assignment due the next morning, whether to do this or whether to do that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Most of us monitor the things we choose to do, how it might affect the people around us and what the eventual outcome may be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;It is the little decisions though, which make the big picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Little decisions you make right now, like putting a little extra time studying that sub-topic you didn't get, or putting a little more time into the family will develop the perceptions that people develop of you, where you want to get to in life and the person that you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But sometimes, we stop ourselves from doing things we want to do and it's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;not because we can't&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; do them but it's because &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;we're too scared to try&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. You have to ask yourself - Do you want to live your life asking... "What If?", "Why Didn't I?" or "It could have been different..." Its the journey you take that's important, not the finish line. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You can always, always, always try new things. Remember, there are two outcomes when doing so- you can win or you can lose. If you win, all the better. If you lose, tell yourself . "I tried, I gave it what I could." I think that's the most important thing in life - because, we don't come back and sometimes we don't get a second try. Sometimes we don't know what we want. If we don't - at least we give it a shot - I guess we'll never know. I guess whether you win or you lose, not knowing would be the biggest loss... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I suppose the main message is you never know if you never try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alrighty then, until next time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-6011727023800756941?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/6011727023800756941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-if.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/6011727023800756941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/6011727023800756941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-if.html' title='What if?'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-1516763984571065332</id><published>2010-05-07T14:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T15:14:36.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Productive study session, please</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life may knock you down sometim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;es, but that's life. You choose to get back up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello readers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are we?&lt;br /&gt;Just a short post today, for the sake of updating.&lt;br /&gt;I really should be studying right now.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't done much of that lately.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, anyway I better catch up with my workload now before I fall even further behind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468414652806290802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S-O2J2EPXXI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vwPq5l4UIsU/s320/DSC01461.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;it really is, &lt;em&gt;the mentality.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're my hunny bun, sugar plum, pumpy upmy upmy umpkin.&lt;br /&gt;You're my sweetie pie.&lt;br /&gt;You're my cuppy cake,gumdrop,shyummkums pure,The apple of my eye!&lt;br /&gt;And I love you so, and I want you to know that i'll always be right here.&lt;br /&gt;And I love to sing this song to you Because you are so dear!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Toodles my &lt;em&gt;twinkle toes, shortcake, fairyfloss, sugar pie&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Until we meet again next time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/2878914237375908730-1516763984571065332?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/1516763984571065332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/productive-study-session-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/1516763984571065332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/1516763984571065332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/productive-study-session-please.html' title='Productive study session, please'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S-O2J2EPXXI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vwPq5l4UIsU/s72-c/DSC01461.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-6508772073922555246</id><published>2010-05-05T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T18:59:41.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So, who do you idolise?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S-FNy2Y6EWI/AAAAAAAAAEg/n_bIy8DfayE/s1600/gossip-girl-preview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467736958593274210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S-FNy2Y6EWI/AAAAAAAAAEg/n_bIy8DfayE/s320/gossip-girl-preview.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S-FNT-ZaFOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/7U4TaLJN0UY/s1600/0509the-gossip-girl-cast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467736428166911202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S-FNT-ZaFOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/7U4TaLJN0UY/s320/0509the-gossip-girl-cast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hey!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;How are we all today?&lt;br /&gt;Good? :')&lt;br /&gt;How's everyone's week been so far?&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from the city and I feel like I haven't been too unproductive today which is good but I'm also feeling quite tired at the moment so this might be quite rambly.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today, I bought the criminal law book I need for when I start my new class tomorrow and that alone cost me 100 bucks! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I have a tonne of work I need to get done by tomorrow, none of which i've started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What else? ah yes, I was considering getting my "since 1992" tattoo done today, on the lower part of my back, just above my crack :P but I wasn't sure, so I left it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;However, my buddy Mark got his done today :)&lt;br /&gt;He decided to get a tattoo like the one on David Beckham which got me thinking, we all have our idols, somebody we look up to, someone we admire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who do you idolise?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It could be a celebrity, a gaming charcter, a person, a friend, anyone.&lt;br /&gt;We all have people or factors that influence what we choose to do what we choose to believe and the decisions we make in our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who influences you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because I have a good idea of the one's that influence me, the one's I idolise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="media" id="fullSizedImage" style="WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: default; HEIGHT: 201px" alt="christian-cross-tattoos.jpg proof image by easleyy" src="http://i485.photobucket.com/albums/rr212/easleyy/christian-cross-tattoos.jpg" galleryimg="no" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, so here's a picture of the tattoo David Beckham has done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S-E8zs8rWNI/AAAAAAAAAEA/4co-KP-5XyE/s1600/beckham_tattoo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467718281541146834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S-E8zs8rWNI/AAAAAAAAAEA/4co-KP-5XyE/s320/beckham_tattoo2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; the tattoo translates into:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Death and life have determined appointments, riches and honor depend upon heaven.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;or a better translation would be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Life and death are decided by fate, wealth and honor are from heaven.”&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S-E-07-4AhI/AAAAAAAAAEI/FafrF_Ow-zY/s1600/Image0599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467720501780021778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S-E-07-4AhI/AAAAAAAAAEI/FafrF_Ow-zY/s320/Image0599.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark right after he got his tattoo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the best photo, but the only one I was manage to capture on my phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It looks as if it cains like crazy, huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Getting it done above his ribs and all but yeah, he stuck it through and did a good job at making look like it didn't hurt as much as it might have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a brave kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, that's all for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Off to start my workload due for my new class tomorrow so that i can fit in a gossip girl session somewhere, maybe later on tonight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Until next time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467736831422190114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S-FNrco9UiI/AAAAAAAAAEY/UsehIvi08ys/s320/gossip-girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467737181464414962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S-FN_0phyvI/AAAAAAAAAEo/XYr6L8AQKag/s320/chuck-bass-photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/2878914237375908730-6508772073922555246?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/6508772073922555246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-who-do-you-idolise.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/6508772073922555246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/6508772073922555246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-who-do-you-idolise.html' title='So, who do you idolise?'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S-FNy2Y6EWI/AAAAAAAAAEg/n_bIy8DfayE/s72-c/gossip-girl-preview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-7175140823087321509</id><published>2010-05-04T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T21:49:08.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The absence of oxygen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am suffocating, it's like cling wrap, tightly around my face.&lt;br /&gt;There's no simpler way to put it,&lt;br /&gt;I cannot breathe.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467782052714696578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S-F2zrFQz4I/AAAAAAAAAEw/EB228_8zJHI/s320/DSC01417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467399056189387650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S-AaeV15c4I/AAAAAAAAAD4/yx_3EuhTe0c/s320/Image143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are all trying to figure out who we are in this world,&lt;br /&gt;who our friends are,&lt;br /&gt;where we fit in,&lt;br /&gt;what type of person we want to become,&lt;br /&gt;what we want to do with our life,&lt;br /&gt;just where we fit on this earth.&lt;br /&gt;And what makes us, us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, you learn to read between the lines, you learn why things are different shades of grey and not just black and white. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You learn why some things work out, while others don't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You learn that when love doesn't work out or when your heart feels like it's been put through a mincing machine; you'll survive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That even though your chest hurts like crazy and you think it'll never go away, sometimes, it does; and it fades into a warm fuzzy memory. That the obstacles are there to see how you handle them. That even though crying doesn't solve anything, it sure as hell makes you feel better. You learn not to sweat the small stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To differentiate between those who want to see you fall from those who will see you soar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-7175140823087321509?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/7175140823087321509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/absence-of-oxygen.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/7175140823087321509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/7175140823087321509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/absence-of-oxygen.html' title='The absence of oxygen'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S-F2zrFQz4I/AAAAAAAAAEw/EB228_8zJHI/s72-c/DSC01417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-2800129518214328175</id><published>2010-05-04T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T16:54:21.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A reason to start over new; and the reason is you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S9_elZTkfSI/AAAAAAAAADw/0QOmGNZb1T4/s1600/5%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what you never got. It takes an entire lifetime to write the words "And they lived happily ever after." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467333206680567074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S9_elZTkfSI/AAAAAAAAADw/0QOmGNZb1T4/s320/5%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"When you lived here, it was a city. When you left, it became a town. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I'm a picture without a frame. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;A poem without a rhyme. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;A car with three wheels. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;A sun without fire. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am a gun without bullets. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am the truth without someone to hear it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;. I am a feeling without someone to feel it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is who I am.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A mess without you, s&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;omething beautiful with you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467329113191340306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S9_a3H3r2RI/AAAAAAAAADY/2QrPCwYz7CY/s320/kissing-1%5B1%5D.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"While you weren't listening, all our love songs became sad songs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S9_at3FAUZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Q6dnZ4pdWn0/s1600/lust-1%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467328954064982418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S9_at3FAUZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Q6dnZ4pdWn0/s320/lust-1%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"There are a million important things to do. But none as important as lying here next to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S9_anfWa1aI/AAAAAAAAADI/gwf0Tqg8k0k/s1600/morethenyou%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467328844616357282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S9_anfWa1aI/AAAAAAAAADI/gwf0Tqg8k0k/s320/morethenyou%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "You close your eyes when you cry. That's okay. Just don't keep them closed too long. Things have become beautiful since you last looked. There's nothing more to cry about."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S9_aiZ1iaGI/AAAAAAAAADA/K_ilqui8WiI/s1600/Girl_and_Boy_211%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467328757236918370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S9_aiZ1iaGI/AAAAAAAAADA/K_ilqui8WiI/s320/Girl_and_Boy_211%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I'm fine. I just break sometimes. Just understand that if I break, I'm breaking for you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S9_aJrC548I/AAAAAAAAAC4/BKSZOfAJ0y0/s1600/outloveisperfect%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467328332359656386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S9_aJrC548I/AAAAAAAAAC4/BKSZOfAJ0y0/s320/outloveisperfect%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is patient, love is kind, and is not jealous; love does not brag and is not arrogant, does not act unbecomingly; it does not seek its own, is not provoked, does not take into account a wrong suffered, does not rejoice in unrighteousness, but rejoices with the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things."&lt;br /&gt;--Paul in I Corinthians 13:4-7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If it doesn't happen magically over night, you might want to try doing it manually, every day."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2878914237375908730-2800129518214328175?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/2800129518214328175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/reason-to-start-over-new-and-reason-is.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/2800129518214328175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/2800129518214328175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/reason-to-start-over-new-and-reason-is.html' title='A reason to start over new; and the reason is you'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S9_elZTkfSI/AAAAAAAAADw/0QOmGNZb1T4/s72-c/5%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-8210802889827522802</id><published>2010-05-04T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T22:02:54.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For better or for worse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just need to be able to tell people I was here, I felt, I lived, I laughed, I cried, I loved. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It sounds pretty but I disagree. I believe there are moments in your life when you have to dance like everyone is watching."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S9-uJR6YErI/AAAAAAAAABw/IQ4AgiLH4iA/s1600/Photo_00025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467279947101377202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S9-uJR6YErI/AAAAAAAAABw/IQ4AgiLH4iA/s320/Photo_00025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No, I never read magazines when i'm meant to be studying.&lt;br /&gt;Or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467279513897111858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S9-twEGbkTI/AAAAAAAAABo/3KmAp0j3KW0/s320/Photo_00015.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Nor do I pose with the boyfriend's gatsby :o) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S9-szN4ipuI/AAAAAAAAABY/gchTopLVlUU/s1600/l_f4d8c23b5bbf409f8b9b98d33dd317d5[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467278468551190242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S9-szN4ipuI/AAAAAAAAABY/gchTopLVlUU/s320/l_f4d8c23b5bbf409f8b9b98d33dd317d5%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Love &lt;/em&gt;is when you don't want to sleep, because reality is better than a dream."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467277120291895650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S9-rkvOeeWI/AAAAAAAAABI/jzI90hT49ZA/s320/l_bbfb5df91e8b4a1eadc340c0dc5776bf%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S9-nis3_SUI/AAAAAAAAABA/avxKwLR_wsQ/s1600/l_c156df7399e4487c86d62f85d1e11283[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467272687254456642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S9-nis3_SUI/AAAAAAAAABA/avxKwLR_wsQ/s320/l_c156df7399e4487c86d62f85d1e11283%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;'I'll miss you fron a distance."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;photo's taken by me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;subject: lillian&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Footprints In The Sand.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"One night a man had a dream. He dreamed he was walking along the beach with the LORD.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Across the sky flashed scenes from his life.&lt;br /&gt;For each scene he noticed two sets offootprints in the sand: one belongingto him, and the other to the LORD.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the last scene of his life flashed before him,he looked back at the footprints in the sand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He noticed that many times along the path ofhis life there was only one set of footprints.He also noticed that it happened at the verylowest and saddest times in his life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This really bothered him and hequestioned the LORD about it:"LORD, you said that once I decided to followyou, you'd walk with me all the way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I have noticed that during the mosttroublesome times in my life,there is only one set of footprints.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't understand why whenI needed you most you would leave me."The LORD replied:"My son, my precious child,I love you and I would never leave you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;During your times of trial and suffering,when you see only one set of footprints,it was then that I carried you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written by Carolyn Joyce Carty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I am, blogging when really, I should be working on them many assignments I need to get done. Yeah, I thought I might add a few photo's to make my blog look more blog-like.&lt;br /&gt;I used to read a whole lot but now it seems like I can never find the time. Well, I've sort of started reading again. I'm currently reading the book my sister had to annotate for english,"To Kill A Mocking Bird" by Harper Lee.&lt;br /&gt;Not much else to say,&lt;br /&gt;Might start some of those assignments now so that I don't fall behind.&lt;br /&gt;Until next time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-8210802889827522802?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/8210802889827522802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-know-its-never-too-late-to-shoot.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/8210802889827522802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/8210802889827522802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-know-its-never-too-late-to-shoot.html' title='For better or for worse'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S9-uJR6YErI/AAAAAAAAABw/IQ4AgiLH4iA/s72-c/Photo_00025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-6378966094957977995</id><published>2010-05-03T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T12:35:43.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once upon a time, it really didn't matter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S963pKAmZxI/AAAAAAAAAA4/1XtB9THHDZQ/s1600/big-bear1680x1050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467008915363751698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S963pKAmZxI/AAAAAAAAAA4/1XtB9THHDZQ/s320/big-bear1680x1050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If you are a Christian, you are not a citizen of this world trying to get to heaven; you are a citizen of heaven making your way through this world."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a year since I've actually last blogged. I thought I might revive my blog as a way to record my thoughts, feelings, to make a note of where I am in life and just write about anything, really. I'm going to try for the whole motivational post because I think it could be what you and I might need at the moment. Okay, so today I learnt that in the real world, it really is no pain, no gain. If you don't put in the effort, don't expect to get results. That's with everything, really. You can apply that to everything you do in life. So what do you expect to get out of it all? What do you expect to see when you actually do try? We have a tendency to "try" for a while, and then when we do not see quick results we stop trying, which is probably what got us into trouble in the first place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A person may strike a rock ninety-nine time upon the ground, and there may be no evidence at all that the rock is cracking. Then on the one hundredth time, it may split in half. Each blow was weakening the stone even though there was no signs to indicate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the changes in life you ask, since our last encounter?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 2009 consisted of graduating and therefore surviving highschool, not taking school seriously yet I still passed, learning a great deal about the different types of relationships, being in and out of a long term relationship, attending the year 12 ball, starting and ending friendships, realising that trust is way easier to lose than to gain, gaining trust, then losing it, going our seperate ways, having the security of being in highschool kicked out from under us, entering the real world, going overseas at the end of the year to singapore with family and friends, having multiple break-downs due to being a teenager, haywired with emotions, ditching myspace for facebook, becoming a fan of and joining way too many facebook groups, becoming sleep-deprived and nocturnal, partying like an animal, being mentally and emotionally insecure and unstable, having an ample amount of good and bad times, laughing til I cried, rolling my ankle so bad while dancing around selling chocolates with my sister that my mum had to drive out to get me, crying and laughing at once, getting in trouble, falling into unhealthy eating habits and balancing friends, family, school and work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2010.&lt;br /&gt;It's only the start of the year, and already I feel that I'm at good place in life right now. I have reccently just started building and developing my religious beliefs. I feel that I have a better mentality, am in a better emotional state, feeling more motivated, determined and overall feeling much better than I did last year. I'm thinking that most of this would be because of a very special person that has always been there to support me through the good and the bad. I have a lot to be thankful for. I would really like to get back into healthier and better eating and sleeping habits, put in the effort to except to see results, with friends, education, family, study and work hard, grow to become a more positive, better and stronger person, hurdle over obstacles that are put in my way, in life, not let what people think or say get to me as much or at the least, get me down, I would like to improve on and develop my social and writing skills, help someone that is maybe less fortunate than I am, I have made new friends, kept old ones and would like to continue to make things work with the family and being able to balance everything from school to friends to family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, okay i've run out of things. I honestly can't think of anything else worthwhile mentioning right now, so until next time! &lt;em&gt;if there is one.&lt;/em&gt; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-6378966094957977995?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/6378966094957977995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/once-upon-time-it-really-didnt-matter.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/6378966094957977995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/6378966094957977995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/once-upon-time-it-really-didnt-matter.html' title='Once upon a time, it really didn&apos;t matter'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/S963pKAmZxI/AAAAAAAAAA4/1XtB9THHDZQ/s72-c/big-bear1680x1050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-5288226029729833118</id><published>2010-05-03T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T18:38:40.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And then there are people, like you</title><content type='html'>You don’t ask for someone’s help, be all ignorant, unappreciative (&amp;amp; as if that’s not enough) ,turn it around on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were smarter, you would have thought up some of your own ideas from your own freaking head &amp;amp;sorted your own shit out yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn’t be coming to me, asking for my help, (conduct it wrongly) then tell her it was because I told you so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whar are you? A puppet? An effing dog? If their owners asked them to go jump off a cliff, chances are they wouldn’t because even dogs can friggin think for themselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-5288226029729833118?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/5288226029729833118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/and-then-there-are-people-like-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/5288226029729833118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/5288226029729833118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/and-then-there-are-people-like-you.html' title='And then there are people, like you'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-8028847284553916268</id><published>2010-05-03T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T18:38:26.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because everyone loves reading about everyone elses lives</title><content type='html'>You don't have to understand me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to.&lt;br /&gt;So why must you try?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has their own thoughts and opinions. Just like you. Just because mine don't match yours, don't mean they're wrong. What are you? My analyst?! Stop analysing, questioning, judging, critiquing everything I do.&lt;br /&gt;So what?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not allowed to have an opinion now?&lt;br /&gt;Why are you always making something out of everylittlething.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chill.&lt;br /&gt;And back the hell off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, rant over. :o)&lt;br /&gt;Something you didn't know about me, which you know do :]]! I'm not so much of a frequent blogger.&lt;br /&gt;I only blog when I &lt;s&gt;can&lt;/s&gt;...&lt;s&gt;want&lt;/s&gt;...feel like it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-8028847284553916268?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/8028847284553916268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/beacuse-everyone-loves-reading-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/8028847284553916268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/8028847284553916268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/beacuse-everyone-loves-reading-about.html' title='Because everyone loves reading about everyone elses lives'/><author><name>Felicia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570468184167436618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBoqV8Q21-c/ScOsUXv1YJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BUQn1Z7DsK4/S220/Image046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878914237375908730.post-3393506238699834236</id><published>2009-03-20T21:25:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T23:21:44.318+09:00</updated><title type='text'>First post. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On average, we breathe &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;21 600 breaths a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;With every breath we take, we're a little different from the one before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; We are constantly changing. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;There are&lt;/span&gt; somethings we hold no power over, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;some things we can't change... While others we can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Maybe right now you're at the &lt;em&gt;decision making part in life&lt;/em&gt;, Maybe &lt;em&gt;life's full of decisions&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;em&gt;Questions&lt;/em&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;un-resolved answers&lt;/em&gt;... Maybe you're still &lt;em&gt;unsure&lt;/em&gt;. Maybe life's just full of maybes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As for my title (:?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Everyone lives in some form of fiction... Although the fiction differs, the underlying reasons are the same. The need for escape is always there. It's universal understanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Every blog needs a first post.&lt;/span&gt; Well, this is mine. Just a easy, light way to start. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And perhaps a few things to think about. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2878914237375908730-3393506238699834236?l=fer-leesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/feeds/3393506238699834236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/3393506238699834236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2878914237375908730/posts/default/3393506238699834236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fer-leesha.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-post.html' title='First post. 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