<?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-4454212999101318500</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:43:23.529-08:00</updated><category term='i will wait for ur return'/><category term='my broken tuffet'/><category term='i&apos;ll try my best.'/><category term='ineedaremedy'/><category term='yey.korgnyetreat.'/><category term='bad day'/><category term='aynn ohh aynn'/><category term='unlabelled'/><category term='by the way boy'/><category term='haix'/><category term='imforcedtoactthisway'/><category term='shelovesmelikeafishneedsitsgills'/><category term='silent'/><category term='(:'/><category term='shucks'/><category term='rush work'/><title type='text'>hers</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dollyromance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614044333092104871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4454212999101318500.post-310032220487437682</id><published>2009-02-05T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T05:17:54.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got no one close, that i really trust. no one.&lt;br /&gt;cos i had lost the person long way back in 2008.&lt;br /&gt;so fuck life. im getting a hell bored of the way my life is heading to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nbcb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. nothing to look forward to. 24 feb this year, i bet would be the worst day ever.&lt;br /&gt;2009 start wasn't as great as i thought it would be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4454212999101318500-310032220487437682?l=the-dollyromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/feeds/310032220487437682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4454212999101318500&amp;postID=310032220487437682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/310032220487437682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/310032220487437682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-got-no-one-close-that-i-really-trust.html' title=''/><author><name>dollyromance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614044333092104871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4454212999101318500.post-213648813889313084</id><published>2009-01-07T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T23:43:40.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>see jie sheng, ily</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dear, i dint mean to hurt u in any way. i love you, i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i went breaks with them,with no intention. not at all. i knew, i told u i will be good as for 2009 and beyond. but i dint xpect u to be extremely angry when i went break with them. i actually do not want to. but i did went down with a rule saying ok, i want to be back after 5 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i love you only dear, no one else. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;see jie sheng&lt;/span&gt;, i love u fucking much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; i feel sad. i really do.. why must our rship b of so low profile? i can't place ur name here and there. i dont mind pictures, but if name, why not? i dun mean to tell everyone all around the world about us as u dun like it, i respect u... but as a woman myself, i do feel the urge to tell ppl how happy m i..with u dear... i cant even hold ur hands anymore, hugs, kisses, they are getting lesser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dunno what caused ur changed, but i want u, im dying for u. i tried to be strong in any way, to live without you, but i simply cant. let me feel the love that u used to give me dear..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im sorry if i made u angry in any way, but i want to be like other woman too. let me be kay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sometimes i just need a time alone;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but when i grab the opportunity to be alone, i will cry...thinking about u..simply you...i dun wan to let you go...even if i have to..i dont want..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dear, dun let  these issues to be a matter in our rship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i tried being strong, for this time being. i told myself, if u r able to go thru a year with a shit attitude of mine, why not me? i will dear..be as strong and stand tall for our rship. i will. i swear i will protect it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i will dear, go thru any pain to get the old you. i swear i will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i still remember how nice you were to me previously..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- u send me home every now and then, even if its the last train, u make sure i safely reach home, u even took taxi home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- u went down to my place when i got drunk for the fiesta at esplanade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- u kept calling me 24/7 when i dint contact u for the day, u were worried,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- u treat me anything i want and get me anything i need,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- u pay for my phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- u be my pillar of strengths when i encountered problems(i cried and you stood by me 24/7)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- u tried making me to love you in many ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- on and on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;BUT THE MOST MEMORABLE ONE WAS WHEN U HOLD ME TIGHT AND KISS ME, SAYING"HOW I WISH WE COULD BE TOGETHER FOREVER..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but dear, wat happened now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dear, i will get the old u back. i knew its my fault to read ur personal stuffs, to know ur flaws, but even if it was like that, i still love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;forgive me for loving you damn much... )':&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4454212999101318500-213648813889313084?l=the-dollyromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/feeds/213648813889313084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4454212999101318500&amp;postID=213648813889313084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/213648813889313084'/><link rel='self' 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too much.&lt;br /&gt;bf, i hoppe this is ur last trip overseas. im sick and tired of being left alone in spore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucklah, wth changed my bf.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i'll get my palm on ur fucking face soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want my bf to turn like he used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck bitches.&lt;br /&gt;dun flirt with my bf!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh....whatever lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4454212999101318500-1565578674770589657?l=the-dollyromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/feeds/1565578674770589657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4454212999101318500&amp;postID=1565578674770589657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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appear to be the same.meh lah. aku start hidup baru. (nevermind lah, let me start anew)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aynn: fuck lah. get urself up first bodoh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4454212999101318500-5372798365631759089?l=the-dollyromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/feeds/5372798365631759089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4454212999101318500&amp;postID=5372798365631759089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/5372798365631759089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/5372798365631759089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/2008/12/kepalehotakkau.html' title='kepalehotakkau!'/><author><name>dollyromance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614044333092104871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4454212999101318500.post-265352264334549814</id><published>2008-12-22T09:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T09:21:07.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha. gals power.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4454212999101318500-265352264334549814?l=the-dollyromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/feeds/265352264334549814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4454212999101318500&amp;postID=265352264334549814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/265352264334549814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/265352264334549814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/2008/12/haha-gals-power.html' title='haha. gals power.'/><author><name>dollyromance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614044333092104871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4454212999101318500.post-602670364949277037</id><published>2008-12-22T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T08:23:58.052-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='(:'/><title type='text'>boyfren. i love you, but i hate u hell lots.</title><content type='html'>BITCH! IF  U THINK ITS COOL TO HAVE A BOYFREN AND STILL FLIRT WITH MY BOYFREN, I HOPE U WILL HAVE A HELL FUC*ING LIFE!and bf, dun entertain her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired of feeling hurt all the time.&lt;br /&gt;im serious.&lt;br /&gt;i am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4454212999101318500-602670364949277037?l=the-dollyromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/feeds/602670364949277037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4454212999101318500&amp;postID=602670364949277037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/602670364949277037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/602670364949277037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/2008/12/boyfren-i-love-you-but-i-hate-u-hell.html' title='boyfren. i love you, but i hate u hell lots.'/><author><name>dollyromance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614044333092104871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4454212999101318500.post-3637742770612014690</id><published>2008-11-18T00:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T00:12:11.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wish u knew what i mean. i have been trying my best to take care of ur heart, to always love you, to sacrifice everything for you, abandoning every single things i have beside me just to make you know that you are really being loved by me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i knew i had done many uncountable mistakes in the past, but well, i have improved just because of you, and u can't even ssee that and appreciate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i cried each day and night knowing that as each days passed, i am actually counting down the days i left to be with you..how hurt can i be? u seemed not to think of me anymore, and i kept trying to hold u back when you actually wanted to go.. i felt bad to hold you back, but i have no choice. i love you too much, and i felt as if i am killing my own life when i actually think of leaving you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why dun we separate last time? why must it be now? what's my mistakes to prove that i am a bad girlfren to u? what have i done to receive all these in return? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i wish u knew what i mean. life is now a piece of shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you taught me how to love; how can i forget you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4454212999101318500-3637742770612014690?l=the-dollyromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/feeds/3637742770612014690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4454212999101318500&amp;postID=3637742770612014690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/3637742770612014690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/3637742770612014690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-wish-u-knew-what-i-mean.html' title=''/><author><name>dollyromance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614044333092104871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4454212999101318500.post-5320753183909196816</id><published>2008-11-17T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T04:58:42.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a favour of love, will u?</title><content type='html'>well, i love bf so much! i mean reeeaaally much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not want to say that i can't live wwithout him, blablabla, cos if we are fated to be together,we will right dear? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've seen the whole picture of couples breaking up and all that. boyfey, i don't want us to be the victim too ohkay? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want us to enjoy life to the fullest together, goin thru the difficult as well as easy times together, despite anything happening. no matter how silly u look, i just simply love u! hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to toa payoh today and boyfey and me was so silly that while we are at toapayoh, we dint remember to shop for the shoes he's been wanting. and we will like have to wate time tomoro, goin down to toa payoh or the second time. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy, now i'm like expressing how happy was i cos for ur info dear, im lying on ur shoulder and if can, i would not wanna place my head off ur shoulder. being by ur side makes me sooo happy, cut short, I LOVE YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4454212999101318500-5320753183909196816?l=the-dollyromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/feeds/5320753183909196816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4454212999101318500&amp;postID=5320753183909196816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/5320753183909196816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/5320753183909196816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/2008/11/favour-of-love-will-u.html' title='a favour of love, will u?'/><author><name>dollyromance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614044333092104871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4454212999101318500.post-577934340062356949</id><published>2008-11-06T03:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T03:44:30.643-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;ll try my best.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='by the way boy'/><title type='text'>take that</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yest was what a day! all day long i spent my time sleeping. i was having a serious&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;migraine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and i could not possibly wake up and do anything. all i am able to do is sleep, other than crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dunno whats up with me, but the headaches are too strong, and i kept vomiting all day long. i can say that whatever gets inside my mouth, will get out of it in less than a minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im sick now, all i neeed is rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'll write more other times okay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4454212999101318500-577934340062356949?l=the-dollyromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/feeds/577934340062356949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4454212999101318500&amp;postID=577934340062356949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/577934340062356949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/577934340062356949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/2008/11/take-that.html' title='take that'/><author><name>dollyromance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614044333092104871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4454212999101318500.post-3033673009202257494</id><published>2008-10-30T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T06:08:42.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im felt more and more insecured.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4454212999101318500-3033673009202257494?l=the-dollyromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/feeds/3033673009202257494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4454212999101318500&amp;postID=3033673009202257494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/3033673009202257494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/3033673009202257494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-felt-more-and-more-insecured.html' title=''/><author><name>dollyromance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614044333092104871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4454212999101318500.post-786151705914938374</id><published>2008-10-24T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T01:50:51.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aku syg kamu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SQGMK3Wx_0I/AAAAAAAAAGY/fAegZx8xvWM/s1600-h/Cute+nye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SQGMK3Wx_0I/AAAAAAAAAGY/fAegZx8xvWM/s320/Cute+nye.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260639958031531842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aku butuh kamu kerna aku syg bangat sama kamu!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4454212999101318500-786151705914938374?l=the-dollyromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/feeds/786151705914938374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4454212999101318500&amp;postID=786151705914938374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/786151705914938374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/786151705914938374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/2008/10/aku-syg-kamu.html' title='aku syg kamu!'/><author><name>dollyromance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614044333092104871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SQGMK3Wx_0I/AAAAAAAAAGY/fAegZx8xvWM/s72-c/Cute+nye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4454212999101318500.post-8222480740745271069</id><published>2008-10-22T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T23:40:25.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ask the creator..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SP_trr03DiI/AAAAAAAAAFo/o363Ozeft_k/s1600-h/DSC01493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260184224546623010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SP_trr03DiI/AAAAAAAAAFo/o363Ozeft_k/s320/DSC01493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SP_tXhYdMVI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Y85INILkaS8/s1600-h/DSC01494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260183878145749330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SP_tXhYdMVI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Y85INILkaS8/s320/DSC01494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SP_tFsdMDzI/AAAAAAAAAFY/GxrjQ2XL6jw/s1600-h/DSC01495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260183571880742706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SP_tFsdMDzI/AAAAAAAAAFY/GxrjQ2XL6jw/s320/DSC01495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just feel so damn depress. nothing seems to matter so much now.. i felt rather hurt, or should i say extremely hurt..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;self mutilate? ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, i love you damn much, but the hurt makes my love fades for you as each day passed..but the feeling is still strong, still holding on to this love that you gave me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fuck, i dont know what i am talking. i just love you hee lots.&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/4454212999101318500-8222480740745271069?l=the-dollyromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/feeds/8222480740745271069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4454212999101318500&amp;postID=8222480740745271069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/8222480740745271069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/8222480740745271069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/2008/10/ask-creator.html' title='ask the creator..'/><author><name>dollyromance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614044333092104871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SP_trr03DiI/AAAAAAAAAFo/o363Ozeft_k/s72-c/DSC01493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4454212999101318500.post-1050856213425355736</id><published>2008-10-21T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T01:58:32.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;abandoned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SP2ZYGSWabI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/aL7b1de1yqs/s1600-h/Photo274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259528579122096562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="207" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SP2ZYGSWabI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/aL7b1de1yqs/s320/Photo274.jpg" width="340" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4454212999101318500-1050856213425355736?l=the-dollyromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/feeds/1050856213425355736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4454212999101318500&amp;postID=1050856213425355736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/1050856213425355736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/1050856213425355736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/2008/10/abandoned.html' title=''/><author><name>dollyromance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614044333092104871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SP2ZYGSWabI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/aL7b1de1yqs/s72-c/Photo274.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4454212999101318500.post-6396401896833137894</id><published>2008-10-21T01:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T01:45:25.522-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ineedaremedy'/><title type='text'>no one knows;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SP2VAdx4w7I/AAAAAAAAAEw/ZmHp5yyZ6v8/s1600-h/Photo897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259523775065015218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px" height="176" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SP2VAdx4w7I/AAAAAAAAAEw/ZmHp5yyZ6v8/s320/Photo897.jpg" width="297" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am feeling so down, but no one knows, or should i say no one wishes to know about it. or is it my fault that i am not sharing it with someone else?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tellme the main purpose of a relationship. how secured can a relationship be? what is needed in a relationship and why does one wants to be in a relationship?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;how can one be so sure that she is in a right condition when all that matter is a piece of broken heart?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SP2WOnuduoI/AAAAAAAAAE4/4QKh2eIcICQ/s1600-h/Picture+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259525117764811394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="126" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SP2WOnuduoI/AAAAAAAAAE4/4QKh2eIcICQ/s320/Picture+106.jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am totally hurt. so many things happened to me. i know i might not be the only person to face this, but imagine how hurt can i be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;every night i kept wishing for it, hoping that someone will hear my wish and make it come true. but how possible can that be? i thought of running away; but the question is "how far can i run?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4454212999101318500-6396401896833137894?l=the-dollyromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/feeds/6396401896833137894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4454212999101318500&amp;postID=6396401896833137894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/6396401896833137894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/6396401896833137894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-one-knows.html' title='no one knows;'/><author><name>dollyromance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614044333092104871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SP2VAdx4w7I/AAAAAAAAAEw/ZmHp5yyZ6v8/s72-c/Photo897.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4454212999101318500.post-497797720163964150</id><published>2008-10-03T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T04:53:28.063-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my broken tuffet'/><title type='text'>desires on something which is never a something</title><content type='html'>okay. goodness. im damn sad + happy; in short-- IRRITATED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okayy, u just shut up. &amp;amp; LISTEN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;iterate whatever u said and done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i had salivated for that very one person; i reckon; no one knows, not even that person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;one can just eavesdrop thru my heart and listen to what it says, yes i don't mind, but it is totally none of your business to know who that person is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm gullible i know. but fuckyou!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okayy, again my handphone gonecase, i had to buy a new one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"ROMEO, GET ME ONE PHONE!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;someone treat me just now; thankyou fren. someone went home with me just now; thankyou another fren. someone made me miss that someone; angry mannnnn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay. my post is nothing but just bluesheet. u just shut up okayy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4454212999101318500-497797720163964150?l=the-dollyromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/feeds/497797720163964150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4454212999101318500&amp;postID=497797720163964150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/497797720163964150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/497797720163964150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/2008/10/desires-on-something-which-is-never.html' title='desires on something which is never a something'/><author><name>dollyromance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614044333092104871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4454212999101318500.post-6712968961618461610</id><published>2008-09-29T03:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T03:30:16.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>don't turn back. its over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cos u sucks big time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause the heart cry for its soul by itself.&lt;br /&gt;you weren't there to accompany the heartache.&lt;br /&gt;thanks a lot to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interpret yourself, cos you are the contradictor.&lt;br /&gt;nothing more important other than it.&lt;br /&gt;go ahead, have fun smoking your life through.&lt;br /&gt;its okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'm alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4454212999101318500-6712968961618461610?l=the-dollyromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/feeds/6712968961618461610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4454212999101318500&amp;postID=6712968961618461610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/6712968961618461610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/6712968961618461610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/2008/09/dont-turn-back-its-over.html' title='don&apos;t turn back. its over.'/><author><name>dollyromance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614044333092104871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4454212999101318500.post-8388328310963583727</id><published>2008-09-18T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T03:30:01.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SNIsCPUubLI/AAAAAAAAAEY/XpMfiBtit-E/s1600-h/DSC00263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SNIsCPUubLI/AAAAAAAAAEY/XpMfiBtit-E/s320/DSC00263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247304932824870066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YO PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;IM&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HURT.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hospitalised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4454212999101318500-8388328310963583727?l=the-dollyromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/feeds/8388328310963583727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4454212999101318500&amp;postID=8388328310963583727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/8388328310963583727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/8388328310963583727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/2008/09/yo-people.html' title=''/><author><name>dollyromance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614044333092104871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SNIsCPUubLI/AAAAAAAAAEY/XpMfiBtit-E/s72-c/DSC00263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4454212999101318500.post-4912777647920465305</id><published>2008-09-18T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T03:17:42.696-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shucks'/><title type='text'>grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. CAT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SNInVXnvuDI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/PDTnKfLQmQU/s1600-h/sexyback%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SNInVXnvuDI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/PDTnKfLQmQU/s320/sexyback%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247299763911505970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tanned skin.&lt;br /&gt;i love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fuck! things has gone so fucked up now for me.&lt;br /&gt;i want&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; MONEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;got boyfriend=got money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whaaha! fuck fuck fuck CAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i was like one idiot every single day. my day was like being haunt by cat. imagine! every single day i have to face this one fucking cat. i am like so damn scared of cat. and yest or should i say from that day onwards, i have to keep crying as and when i got out from my house. thanks a lot CAT!&lt;br /&gt;i don't know. when i see the cat, it is just like i saw a ghost that is like so damn frightening to anyone's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHASE THE CAT OFF MY CORRIDOR AND I WILL MARRY YOU!- to whoever.haha. be the saviour of my life! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FUCK YOU LAHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;i don't wanna get married until i found someone who has got MONEY, MONEY, MONEY.if no money pls, GET LOST! haha. im in like so idiotic unsensored, logucal, illogical, grrrrr mood. k shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4454212999101318500-4912777647920465305?l=the-dollyromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/feeds/4912777647920465305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4454212999101318500&amp;postID=4912777647920465305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/4912777647920465305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/4912777647920465305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/2008/09/grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr-cat.html' title='grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. CAT!'/><author><name>dollyromance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614044333092104871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SNInVXnvuDI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/PDTnKfLQmQU/s72-c/sexyback%21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4454212999101318500.post-3355772630022545278</id><published>2008-09-16T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T08:15:09.738-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unlabelled'/><title type='text'>that was an incident</title><content type='html'>i happened to notice that many people are so concerning. thanks to you guys for making my day despite the f*cking day i had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrr. to that love, thanks. at first it was f*cking shitass atmosphere, but in the end, luckily the day was saved-thanks to all those heros of mine! wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh that someone had just sent me a video about me n that someone's outing last time, i was whatever lahhh. why must u kip pieces of me when we are not even anything in the first place? im sorry that i made u &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;heartbroken&lt;/span&gt;, but what can i say? i just &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dont love u&lt;/span&gt;. im sorry okay.i &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;love that someone else..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;please lahh. no emo here and there. i dunno why i got so like &lt;u&gt;emotionally attached&lt;/u&gt; nowadays..&lt;/span&gt; wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i quit a job. bla bla bla.watever with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going kallang tomoro with that love. okayyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way back home yest, i was stopped by 2 handsome guys, and guess who are they?? haha. shafiq n khalid lahh seyy. and then along the way we met zul, and along another way we met yus n the gang. wahh im like missing each of them, and suddenli they appeared infront of me.. members lame lah sey. thanks khalid, for the treat![= next tme bigger treat okayy. i slack with u guys again okayy as soon as i found a slot to fit u guys..wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nana, i love you![=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dunno.i dun really understand myself now and then. i dunno. im just LOST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4454212999101318500-3355772630022545278?l=the-dollyromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/feeds/3355772630022545278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4454212999101318500&amp;postID=3355772630022545278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/3355772630022545278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/3355772630022545278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/2008/09/that-was-incident.html' title='that was an incident'/><author><name>dollyromance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614044333092104871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4454212999101318500.post-1362591004991154038</id><published>2008-09-15T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T03:16:59.184-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silent'/><title type='text'>if only you  know</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SM4yoYFUyqI/AAAAAAAAAEA/qH4QPZfpj88/s1600-h/Photo302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SM4yoYFUyqI/AAAAAAAAAEA/qH4QPZfpj88/s320/Photo302.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246186285174147746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only someone out there is to understand, things would be better. i never found myself so frightened, so insecured, so worried over things this bad. as far as i know, things will never get so bad until u really get down and think about the matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am really caught up. i'm caught up with problems that may never get me to the destination i had actually wanted to go to. its not this one problem, its not the other problem, but its like more and more and more problems seemed to be coming in. i don't wish to show that i am never unhappy with that person, but its just that i got my head running back and forth for millions or should i say infinite of hours.&lt;br /&gt;i can't think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the moment this feeling engulfed my entire soul, i just feel like running away. i feel like running away from all the problems that seems to be an endless thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she asked me to visit the doctor, but how should i go when i myself is 1000000 times worried about my condition myself. life is ONCE, u live only ONCE, so when it comes the time for you to die, at the very end point, you'll die, no matter how hard u tried to stay alive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the point of living, when all you know is that your life will end at the very end of the tale...life is never real, its just a fantasy island for both you and me, going thru sweet and sour paths pf life, and in the end feel like as though we are someone. but people, who are you, when you tried to say that you are someone? we are all the same. we are one creature that is being brought to the world to feel what we ought to feel for this time being. but everything will end soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4454212999101318500-1362591004991154038?l=the-dollyromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/feeds/1362591004991154038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4454212999101318500&amp;postID=1362591004991154038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/1362591004991154038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/1362591004991154038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/2008/09/if-only-you-know.html' title='if only you  know'/><author><name>dollyromance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614044333092104871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SM4yoYFUyqI/AAAAAAAAAEA/qH4QPZfpj88/s72-c/Photo302.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4454212999101318500.post-1009225251197695725</id><published>2008-09-13T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T22:01:26.451-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yey.korgnyetreat.'/><title type='text'>oits matt oii!</title><content type='html'>hady, shidee, khai, faizal n bob, CEPAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gua dah ready nak gi Geylang shoppink okie. haha. sorry for the other time yg khai saket ciritbirit, n gua tension psl tknk tron sorg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. okie, this wed kitorg gi Geylang k. buke luar. haha. nyahh nyahh nyahh. plan menjadi punye okie. dah dah cepat hady gi book table.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4454212999101318500-1009225251197695725?l=the-dollyromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/feeds/1009225251197695725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4454212999101318500&amp;postID=1009225251197695725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/1009225251197695725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/1009225251197695725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/2008/09/oits-matt-oii.html' title='oits matt oii!'/><author><name>dollyromance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614044333092104871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4454212999101318500.post-341686218063244015</id><published>2008-09-13T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T21:51:42.463-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imforcedtoactthisway'/><title type='text'>whatever lah seyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SMyXM7hmKCI/AAAAAAAAAD4/BY23abXAejA/s1600-h/DSC01674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245733914372614178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="227" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SMyXM7hmKCI/AAAAAAAAAD4/BY23abXAejA/s320/DSC01674.JPG" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yest was wad a day. i went out with that love and we fought in the starting and ended up smiling with one another at the very end of the day.had spent like over $400 for this week. f**k!im BROKE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to u ghurlfrens, im very sorry okie. i was too bust held up at Toa Payoh yest, did some shopping and had yet to come down to u ghurls stall at Geylang.but i will come soon okie sygs; ckin, fiza. [= haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, yest i ate KFC, and i told you, im like one hungry ghost. me and that love ordered a BIG kfc meal and im like eating 2/3 of it. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need a shoe badly. i really need one. buy me one plese, sweetheart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ugh. stupid idiot guy, or should i say that-busybody said that me and colleagues are not doing our work properly. we are not marketing our product. so whatt lahh seyy?! its our problem lahh. you are not the in-charge at all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;.mind ur business. NNOOOBB!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;btw,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TGQs,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;MR OMG says that LETS BREAK FAST AT HIS HOUSE THIS COMING SATURDAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;contact me asap TGQs. [=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4454212999101318500-341686218063244015?l=the-dollyromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/feeds/341686218063244015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4454212999101318500&amp;postID=341686218063244015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/341686218063244015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/341686218063244015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/2008/09/whatever-lah-seyy.html' title='whatever lah seyy'/><author><name>dollyromance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614044333092104871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SMyXM7hmKCI/AAAAAAAAAD4/BY23abXAejA/s72-c/DSC01674.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4454212999101318500.post-5388496852927500447</id><published>2008-09-12T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T05:51:16.081-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shelovesmelikeafishneedsitsgills'/><title type='text'>love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SMplaKrV7bI/AAAAAAAAADw/LVbDpLJWNyU/s1600-h/1_299700321l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245116216243514802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SMplaKrV7bI/AAAAAAAAADw/LVbDpLJWNyU/s320/1_299700321l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my babe, i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4454212999101318500-5388496852927500447?l=the-dollyromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/feeds/5388496852927500447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4454212999101318500&amp;postID=5388496852927500447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/5388496852927500447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/5388496852927500447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/2008/09/love.html' title='love!'/><author><name>dollyromance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614044333092104871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SMplaKrV7bI/AAAAAAAAADw/LVbDpLJWNyU/s72-c/1_299700321l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4454212999101318500.post-1684859317595117577</id><published>2008-09-12T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T05:45:25.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yest</title><content type='html'>thankyou dear mamat sabran for making my day!i love u lots lots!haha.&lt;br /&gt;to the other peeps yg giler2 tu, thanks also okie. haha. spending my day at SP cca room the whole day, slacking with mamat, zul, andrew and the-other-hero, haha, pecah perooot aku.&lt;br /&gt;lets go out someday again ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the stuppiiid plus arrogant plus fuck-it tester, go and live ur fu**ing life.because of the quota ritttee. idiot. nevermind, all the best to you. i hope i won't get any mly tester anymore, they are simply, waddd theeee hellllll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to Pen, Cicak, the gang thanks also. we karaoke next time okie. thanks for the support. i love u guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. my day was like all the way spent away with my lovelies lahh smlm! gembira tak terkate!starting got so fed up and stressed but in the end, we were all so damn HAPPPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at nite, that dear boyfren nyahh nyahh nyahh with me, gawd...&lt;br /&gt;but i still love him!jayyyyyyjayyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest nite. i cant sleep.&lt;br /&gt;people, imagine, something happened by itself. by itself. it was damn scary. i dun wanna storytell, cos now is already nite, ughhh. haha. tomoro shall story it(if i rmbr!)but yes, yest i slept with my dad!haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyy. i loveee it. simply lickiesss! [=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4454212999101318500-1684859317595117577?l=the-dollyromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/feeds/1684859317595117577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4454212999101318500&amp;postID=1684859317595117577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/1684859317595117577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/1684859317595117577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/2008/09/yest.html' title='yest'/><author><name>dollyromance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614044333092104871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4454212999101318500.post-8439732635326995146</id><published>2008-08-29T22:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T22:28:20.113-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i will wait for ur return'/><title type='text'>meeting my boyfren kayangan. haha.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SLjV2g8XsBI/AAAAAAAAADA/ovvFRsWmL44/s1600-h/Photo269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240173298978369554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 95px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 597px" height="239" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SLjV2g8XsBI/AAAAAAAAADA/ovvFRsWmL44/s320/Photo269.jpg" width="107" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; well. today i am so happy!!im meeting my boyfren. aduhh. hapiness engulfed me. gawd. stop it. its just a fan of mine, tenku wisnu. haha. nana following and we had decided to wear similar, which is a dress. (kononnyer dia akan perasan kite gituloh!haha.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240174835611108082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="122" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SLjXP9WKgvI/AAAAAAAAADI/3xnJ2Xt6KHA/s200/DSC01039.JPG" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yey. flight delayed. haha, this is due to the riots in thai. so that someone is still in spore. takecare okay. cos i am not there to look after you aite. and that someone told me that its a good thing to go thai as the massaging services are one of the top&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(hak-kah-pui!)its all due to cheap as well as the one serving mostly are pretty women. ugh. fine fine. haha. dont forget get me all those things. i want ouhkayy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;TGQ outing seems to be postpone on and on. school starting. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(i hate this so much!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TGQs, i miss u my ghurlfrens.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240177249168818322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="194" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SLjZccjKgJI/AAAAAAAAADQ/QA_37X7eFBI/s200/TGQ.jpg" width="343" border="0" /&gt;im fat. so fat. i hate my fatness, but i dunno how to deal with it. aduhh. kepeningan sihh.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4454212999101318500-8439732635326995146?l=the-dollyromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/feeds/8439732635326995146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4454212999101318500&amp;postID=8439732635326995146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/8439732635326995146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/8439732635326995146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/2008/08/meeting-my-boyfren-kayangan-haha.html' title='meeting my boyfren kayangan. haha.'/><author><name>dollyromance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614044333092104871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SLjV2g8XsBI/AAAAAAAAADA/ovvFRsWmL44/s72-c/Photo269.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4454212999101318500.post-5047403736480719981</id><published>2008-08-28T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T23:50:50.661-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aynn ohh aynn'/><title type='text'>just feel like it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SLeYjS9aLaI/AAAAAAAAACw/RtST7dqc7fk/s1600-h/Image047.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239821472958438930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="150" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SLeV3i4m3hI/AAAAAAAAACo/vn32JaXb6g0/s320/Image057.jpg" width="165" border="0" /&gt;I had truckloads of fun with yana at Sakura. woohoos. ahaks, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"penyamun tarbus", aduhhai.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yana: "ehh aynn, green light! cepat, cepat masukkan dlm tissue! sumbat mane2 tempat kosong!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aynn: "aku seram lahh. jap2, jgn bagi aku tension''&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yana: "aynn, nanti masokkan aku punyer skali ehh"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aynn: "haha. ye lahh."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the moment went on and on till its like 9.00 pm where the place is gonna close soon. had fun with ya ghurl! muacks. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;gua sayang banget sama kamu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  haha. we were like so bad. our "chauffer" were like waiting for us outside sakura, but we were busy taking photos with one another. hahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;that someone is flying to thailand. for what? holidays. grr. i was supposed to follow but was held up by unstoppable events thats' coming up. gosh, "i'm sory i can't send u to the airport. i have work as well as events tomoro. goodness! but i shall take you from airport when u get back oukiee? (:" tomoro i will be going off to geylang with my cousins. weee. and sunday i will have to go to a hotel for a wedding fiesta. wahh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanna get married! my ghurls, find me a guy. i want him rich, handsome(must have dimple), funny, on and on... can? can? wakhakha. tapi yang penting ; anak jati melayu okayy. hahas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay.. i got news. i wanna stop one job. cos its like taking whole lifetime to go here and there for work. of cos i dont weanna spend my whole teenage life worrking. ps:yey! going out with gfs soon!&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/4454212999101318500-5047403736480719981?l=the-dollyromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/feeds/5047403736480719981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4454212999101318500&amp;postID=5047403736480719981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/5047403736480719981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/5047403736480719981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-feel-like-it.html' title='just feel like it'/><author><name>dollyromance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614044333092104871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SLeV3i4m3hI/AAAAAAAAACo/vn32JaXb6g0/s72-c/Image057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4454212999101318500.post-5667909735243679436</id><published>2008-08-23T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T18:29:38.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SLC5SLGWo-I/AAAAAAAAABY/w1EolB9dbJA/s1600-h/090820081331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237890088500110306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SLC5SLGWo-I/AAAAAAAAABY/w1EolB9dbJA/s320/090820081331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;okay, wth. im like the&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; last&lt;/span&gt; out of the four to upload those NDP pics. wahaha. i have hell lots of fun time at NDP at Esplanade with TGQs, my lovelies. (:&lt;br /&gt;went here n there with &lt;em&gt;claustrophobia&lt;/em&gt; feeling. i'm like holding anyone's hand beside me every minute just because im scared of crowds. wakhakha. especially cos it had been umpteenth times i was trailed by ppl. wtf. i mean guys. "&lt;strong&gt;yucks&lt;/strong&gt;". i have the tendency to be extremely arrogant when people suddenly asked me this n that n i know the intention is actually "can i get to know you.." . and i will then reply with "fuck off lahh sey. " but if my mood is there, "i will layan them but filled with great arrogance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to SAKURA with cikgu n yan yesterday. yann n me werent busy eating but instead we were busy packing. wad...haha, my bag n yan was like 0.5kg when we wen into sakura, but the moment we went out, ughh its like five times heavier.hahs, okays i will story when i had gotten the pics. [=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;miss my hotbabes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. diana, nurul, irah, nana, fana etc. on and on. miss you ghurls. fuck. im packed with stuffs. packed schedule ,my dearies. we shall go out reall soon. soryy, i cant ton that time babes. muacks. love u ghurls fucking much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4454212999101318500-5667909735243679436?l=the-dollyromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/feeds/5667909735243679436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4454212999101318500&amp;postID=5667909735243679436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/5667909735243679436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/5667909735243679436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/2008/08/okay-wth.html' title=''/><author><name>dollyromance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614044333092104871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axeWyDS7IZk/SLC5SLGWo-I/AAAAAAAAABY/w1EolB9dbJA/s72-c/090820081331.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4454212999101318500.post-3736665154059927310</id><published>2008-08-22T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T03:16:01.137-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad day'/><title type='text'>ugh</title><content type='html'>wad the fuck. i'm like so running out of time. i have to juggle with so many things. and the worst thing ever is i don't even have time for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my tp is coming and im like sacrificing all the money i had to pay for my driving practice. o completed all stages. syukur alhamdullillah. but i still need time for perfection. 11 september will be one of the most important test of my life. i don't wanna retake. i just hope i can get thru it once and for all. pray for me dearr frens. and i will love you for that. hahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't blog that often; just because im loaded with unlimited activities to spend my day with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never go down esplanade that often anymore. i ain't have time for my besties nor anyone else. ohh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my project. shucks. i don't wanna talk about school. it makes my day real bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work. work. work.&lt;br /&gt;i work but where all the money had gone too? haix. money is soooooooo like water. there is always a need to buy something when i had money, but when i don't, there isnt anything i have to buy. ughh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4454212999101318500-3736665154059927310?l=the-dollyromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/feeds/3736665154059927310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4454212999101318500&amp;postID=3736665154059927310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/3736665154059927310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/3736665154059927310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/2008/08/ugh_22.html' title='ugh'/><author><name>dollyromance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614044333092104871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4454212999101318500.post-926074389968857956</id><published>2008-08-12T03:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T03:51:44.526-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haix'/><title type='text'>cry</title><content type='html'>i need a break&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4454212999101318500-926074389968857956?l=the-dollyromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/feeds/926074389968857956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4454212999101318500&amp;postID=926074389968857956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/926074389968857956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/926074389968857956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/2008/08/cry.html' title='cry'/><author><name>dollyromance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614044333092104871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4454212999101318500.post-3490346001522543217</id><published>2008-08-09T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T23:32:27.504-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rush work'/><title type='text'>yest.</title><content type='html'>it was purrfectly fun!later i'll update when i had gotten the pics!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4454212999101318500-3490346001522543217?l=the-dollyromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/feeds/3490346001522543217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4454212999101318500&amp;postID=3490346001522543217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/3490346001522543217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4454212999101318500/posts/default/3490346001522543217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-dollyromance.blogspot.com/2008/08/yest.html' title='yest.'/><author><name>dollyromance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614044333092104871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
