<?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-6237232678911468155</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:54:01.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i promise i'll co-operate, if you don't leave me here.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>it's too late babt, there's no turning around.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02221218999239206968</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>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237232678911468155.post-4659307636526132863</id><published>2007-06-14T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T22:03:06.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>here, here i am again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w179/rakklim/carideetyraanks.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the beautiful CARIDEE &amp; TYRA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AMERICA's NEXT TOP MODEL&lt;/strong&gt; season VII. sorry about the lack of update on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;I will asap. i will upload lots of pictures too : )) take care ppl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w179/rakklim/316787215_4a402f8206.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the BEAUTIFUL CARIDEE &amp; AMANDA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS- it's too late; there's no turning around&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237232678911468155-4659307636526132863?l=slipmeaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4659307636526132863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237232678911468155&amp;postID=4659307636526132863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/4659307636526132863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/4659307636526132863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/2007/06/here-here-i-am-again.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;here, here i am again.&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>it's too late babt, there's no turning around.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02221218999239206968</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-6237232678911468155.post-4998773599983993135</id><published>2007-06-06T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T08:46:16.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when you said love makes the world go round</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hellogoodbye&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;that's all i wanna say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS- &amp; i'm staring at these same four walls again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237232678911468155-4998773599983993135?l=slipmeaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4998773599983993135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237232678911468155&amp;postID=4998773599983993135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/4998773599983993135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/4998773599983993135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/2007/06/when-you-said-love-makes-world-go-round.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;when you said love makes the world go round&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>it's too late babt, there's no turning around.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02221218999239206968</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-6237232678911468155.post-4717759472220117575</id><published>2007-06-05T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T08:43:23.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>she falls down, &amp; he's not around</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w179/rakklim/i_need_you_more_than_ever__by_chiff.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She falled victim&lt;br /&gt;She believed in love&lt;br /&gt;She became dependent&lt;br /&gt;Now she cant go on&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237232678911468155-4717759472220117575?l=slipmeaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4717759472220117575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237232678911468155&amp;postID=4717759472220117575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/4717759472220117575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/4717759472220117575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/2007/06/she-falls-down-hes-not-around.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;she falls down, &amp; he&apos;s not around&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>it's too late babt, there's no turning around.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02221218999239206968</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-6237232678911468155.post-7652098888199540580</id><published>2007-06-05T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T07:18:42.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the heart &amp; the shape</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w179/rakklim/skating_1_by_Nadija.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM GOING CRAZY!&lt;/strong&gt; today was ice skating. It was so-so. This is what actually happen-ed. I was skating when i saw a friend, i don't wanna name her. She was good at it so she &amp; i held hands so that she could guide me. She skated super fast &amp; pulled me along. I lost my balance &amp; i landed on my butt first and then on my lower head. shasi told me the sound was like&lt;strong&gt; THUUMM!&lt;/strong&gt; guess how much it hurt me. i couldnt stand up then. I slowly got up after a while &amp; slowly skated back to the place whr you can sit. The guy who train-ed us got a pack of ice &amp; he put it on my head. My friend kept apologising but it was not her fault. I should have not depended on her. My bag still hurts like shit &amp; my knees are packed with bruises. I fell altogether like 7 times. I need &lt;strong&gt; alot&lt;/strong&gt; of practice. After the whole thing, we went to&lt;strong&gt; KFC to EAT!&lt;/strong&gt; I was not in the mood to eat so i just had cheeeese fries &amp; a drink. Then, while coming home, the &lt;strong&gt;WORST &lt;/strong&gt;thing happened! I HAD &lt;strong&gt;FEVER&lt;/strong&gt;!It was fcuking irritating i tell you. it was 38.6 degrees celsius. like &lt;strong&gt;WHAT THE HELL&lt;/strong&gt;!i just woke up &amp; my fever has finally subsided. Alright, i got to go now. I have to play &lt;strong&gt;THE SIMS 2&lt;/strong&gt;! yay! IT'S &lt;strong&gt;IRRESISTABLE!&lt;/strong&gt; bye people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w179/rakklim/78f225b1bcac5759dd9dd8aababc4608.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS-baby, you're the drug of my choice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237232678911468155-7652098888199540580?l=slipmeaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7652098888199540580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237232678911468155&amp;postID=7652098888199540580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/7652098888199540580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/7652098888199540580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/2007/06/heart-shape.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;the heart &amp; the shape&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>it's too late babt, there's no turning around.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02221218999239206968</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-6237232678911468155.post-938576383128355091</id><published>2007-06-04T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T05:41:16.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shake your head; it's empty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w179/rakklim/you_and_me_by_stupid_princess.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELLO WORLD, THIS IS ME.&lt;/strong&gt;i don't celebrate sundays, so i didn't blog yesterday. &lt;strong&gt;I LOVE RADHA KUMARI PUN, MERO KURA SOON!&lt;/strong&gt; she is soooo fun to be with. Both of us are sooo &lt;strong&gt;DRAMA FILL-ed.&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; she paints me blue. We are going to FUJI ICE PALACE tomorrow to do ice-skating, cool aye? i have to pay &amp; radd get's it for free. So, NO FAIR! nevermaind. I went school today for biology class to accompany NA's. i went there like for fun cause i didnt wear my specs &amp; instead i play-ed with NA's &lt;strong&gt;TAMAGOCHI&lt;/strong&gt;. It is like so damn cute. She already had one blue one &amp; yang bought for her another pink one, so sweet of him can. I am using HP prepaid/top up cards now &amp; it truly sucks big time. &lt;strong&gt;I WANT MY STAR HUB LINE BACK!&lt;/strong&gt; now, i don't even have free incoming calls, which means i cannot talk from my hp when someone calls. &lt;strong&gt;TRASH!&lt;/strong&gt; Today is 2 of my favourite peoples' BIRTHDAY! they are MY OWN BROTHER &amp; ZHU HUI! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU GUYS! I LOVE YOU BOTH TO THE CORE! my brother's gonna be TWENTY! cool. i miss him soooo much. i miss you bro. alright people, guess that's all for today. byeee lots of &lt;strong&gt;love, love love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS-i never loved anyone fully; i read you all wrong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237232678911468155-938576383128355091?l=slipmeaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/feeds/938576383128355091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237232678911468155&amp;postID=938576383128355091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/938576383128355091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/938576383128355091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/2007/06/shake-your-head-its-empty.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;shake your head; it&apos;s empty&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>it's too late babt, there's no turning around.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02221218999239206968</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-6237232678911468155.post-4508626758298943429</id><published>2007-06-01T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T06:47:54.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spin me a tune, please?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w179/rakklim/strange_love__by_Bimba_in_nero.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, hey! i have nothing to say today. Everydays the same, &lt;strong&gt;who turn-ed off the season?&lt;/strong&gt; it dosen't feel like a HOLIDAY although it is like suppose-ed to be one.&lt;strong&gt; i am broke, i am moving in silence&lt;/strong&gt;. nowadays, i get agitated easily. i like blogging but i don't like the typing. I can't see cause i haven't purchased a new pair of contact lens yet &amp; i hate wearing spectacles. every things going from bad to worst. i don't know what's become of me. i have feelings of being a &lt;strong&gt;'different person' &lt;/strong&gt;lately. i keep seeing snakes under my bed in my dreams. why &lt;strong&gt;snakes&lt;/strong&gt; of all of all things? i heard of yovi's mum that if you see snakes in your dreams, it means that your enemies are defeating you. i wish i could &lt;strong&gt;control my dreams.&lt;/strong&gt;i'm &lt;strong&gt;heavily broken&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; now i don't know what to do. i've got no choice but to &lt;strong&gt;move on&lt;/strong&gt;. i hope everythings gonna be alright. i can't go on like this everyday. it'll get better, i hope. i'm tired, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- &lt;strong&gt;you can breathe my silent tone; radioactive lullabies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237232678911468155-4508626758298943429?l=slipmeaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4508626758298943429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237232678911468155&amp;postID=4508626758298943429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/4508626758298943429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/4508626758298943429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/2007/06/spin-me-tune-please.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;spin me a tune, please?&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>it's too late babt, there's no turning around.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02221218999239206968</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-6237232678911468155.post-2525571131888180727</id><published>2007-05-30T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T00:23:41.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you can stand under my umbrella</title><content type='html'>hello there, the angel from my nightmare, the shadows in the baackground of the morgue..blah blah blah. You don't know how &lt;strong&gt;bor-ed&lt;/strong&gt; i am feeling right now. I can see yovi's super&lt;strong&gt; bor-ed &lt;/strong&gt;too cause she's right beside me &lt;strong&gt;CAM-WHORING&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;strong&gt;I AM DYING FROM BOREDOM! HELPP!&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; i still haven't watch PIRATES OF THE CARRIBEAN 3. Me &amp; my friends thought of going but we still havent fix the date yet. &amp; also me &amp; yovi are gonna get our nose &lt;strong&gt;PIERC-ED&lt;/strong&gt;!YAY!alright, i have to go now ppl. good-byeee &amp; HAPPY HOLIDAYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- &lt;strong&gt;i'm gonna remember you, you're gonna remember me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if there's anyone who can make me feel un-bored, tag me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237232678911468155-2525571131888180727?l=slipmeaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2525571131888180727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237232678911468155&amp;postID=2525571131888180727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/2525571131888180727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/2525571131888180727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/2007/05/you-can-stand-under-my-umbrella.html' title='you can stand under my umbrella'/><author><name>it's too late babt, there's no turning around.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02221218999239206968</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-6237232678911468155.post-5991530449478744656</id><published>2007-05-27T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T07:02:06.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you aware of what you make me feel, baby?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w179/rakklim/untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hello!&lt;/strong&gt;I finally had the courage to go jogging! YAY, applause. guess what, I AM &lt;strong&gt;IN LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;!! with, the &lt;strong&gt;BEAUTIFUL CORBIN BLEU&lt;/strong&gt;! he's the sweetest thing i've ever seen. I can stare at him like forever &amp; ever &amp; ever &amp; ever.today was SUPER, SUPER boring, i tell you. went to yovi's &amp; we watched DREAM GIRLS, suck-ed. BEYONCE is so pretty! I'm waiting for ugly betty, ANTM, Miami Ink &amp; Heroes. I'm watching tv until 3am. alright, that all. bye people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- CORBIN BLEU IS LOVE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237232678911468155-5991530449478744656?l=slipmeaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5991530449478744656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237232678911468155&amp;postID=5991530449478744656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/5991530449478744656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/5991530449478744656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/2007/05/are-you-aware-of-what-you-make-me-feel.html' title='Are you aware of what you make me feel, baby?'/><author><name>it's too late babt, there's no turning around.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02221218999239206968</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-6237232678911468155.post-4558197403339168108</id><published>2007-05-24T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T22:45:26.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i belong to me, i dont't belong to you</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y8qj2MzIlJw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y8qj2MzIlJw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237232678911468155-4558197403339168108?l=slipmeaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4558197403339168108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237232678911468155&amp;postID=4558197403339168108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/4558197403339168108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/4558197403339168108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-belong-to-me-i-dontt-belong-to-you.html' title='i belong to me, i dont&apos;t belong to you'/><author><name>it's too late babt, there's no turning around.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02221218999239206968</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-6237232678911468155.post-1875797709945599799</id><published>2007-05-24T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T22:41:47.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I will love you with every beat of my heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;` OLA LOLA!&lt;/strong&gt; guess who's back? &lt;strong&gt;RAKSHA's back&lt;/strong&gt;. Back again, tell a friend. I am blogging after 6days, nearly a week.I was busy, can't help it. Just finished the homeworks on my computer. I am so happy that i got to be part of the school's play! I'm the &lt;strong&gt;WEDDING SINGER&lt;/strong&gt;. haha i need to sing a song by Shanis twain, a &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; song. SWWEET! i have been using the computer for 4 hrs &amp; 31 min so far, &amp; adding to that i am down with &lt;strong&gt;flu AGAIN&lt;/strong&gt;. &amp; i just ate the MOO! ice-cream. &lt;strong&gt;PIRATES OF THE CARRIBEAN 3&lt;/strong&gt; is OUT IN THE CINEMAS! &amp; also &lt;strong&gt;AC MILAN WON &lt;/strong&gt;THE MATCH AGAINST LIVERPOOL! i love both the teams but RICARDO kaka's more important to me. alright, that's all i wanna say. GOODBYE BABY( in the indian accent). love today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from this moment on- Shania twain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this moment life has begun&lt;br /&gt;From this moment you are the one&lt;br /&gt;Right beside you is where I belong&lt;br /&gt;From this moment on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this moment I have been blessed&lt;br /&gt;I live only for your happiness&lt;br /&gt;And for your love I'd give my last breath&lt;br /&gt;From this moment on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give my hand to you with all my heart&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to live my life with you, can't wait to start&lt;br /&gt;You and I will never be apart&lt;br /&gt;My dreams came true because of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this moment as long as I live&lt;br /&gt;I will love you, I promise you this&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing I wouldn't give&lt;br /&gt;From this moment on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the reason I believe in love&lt;br /&gt;And you're the answer to my prayers from up above&lt;br /&gt;All we need is just the two of us&lt;br /&gt;My dreams came true because of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this moment as long as I live&lt;br /&gt;I will love you, I promise you this&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing I wouldn't give&lt;br /&gt;From this moment&lt;br /&gt;I will love you as long as I live&lt;br /&gt;From this moment on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- cause you're it, you're the ultimate, YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237232678911468155-1875797709945599799?l=slipmeaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1875797709945599799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237232678911468155&amp;postID=1875797709945599799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/1875797709945599799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/1875797709945599799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-will-love-you-with-every-beat-of-my.html' title='I will love you with every beat of my heart.'/><author><name>it's too late babt, there's no turning around.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02221218999239206968</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-6237232678911468155.post-514770970099087757</id><published>2007-05-19T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T00:30:54.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm gonna stay down &amp; ride for you, my baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;BOO!&lt;/strong&gt;that's what i watch-ed today with bunny, shasi &amp; yovi. fucking scary la! i screamed like nobody's business. stupid bunny was taking video of me screaming. i couldnt help it, the movie was &lt;strong&gt;ULTRA SCARY&lt;/strong&gt;. After that, watch-ed &lt;strong&gt;THE NOTEBOOK&lt;/strong&gt;. it was sooooo damn nice, i tell you. i recommend you ppl to watch it. so it was, a movie marathon day! yovi &amp; i are watching another movie later at night. i am waiting for here to come over. BTW, i &lt;strong&gt;love DANITY KANE &lt;/strong&gt;only now because of their song &lt;strong&gt;RIDE FOR YOU&lt;/strong&gt;. i know it's kinda old already but like who cares. i just finished copying down the lyrics on my book,YAY! alright, my eyes are tired. pasdo's calling &amp; that means i got to go talk to her cause once i talk to her, we will talk forever(exaggerate-ed) bye ppl, toodaloos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- &lt;strong&gt;i'm keeping my promise to you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    my blog's screw-ed up, dont mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237232678911468155-514770970099087757?l=slipmeaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/feeds/514770970099087757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237232678911468155&amp;postID=514770970099087757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/514770970099087757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/514770970099087757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-gonna-stay-down-ride-for-you-my-baby.html' title='i&apos;m gonna stay down &amp; ride for you, my baby'/><author><name>it's too late babt, there's no turning around.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02221218999239206968</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-6237232678911468155.post-6758771098365024824</id><published>2007-05-18T06:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T06:55:05.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>where'd you go, i miss you so</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;SOMETHING TERRIBLE!&lt;/strong&gt; my uncle's gonna &lt;strong&gt;CUT&lt;/strong&gt; off my hp line! nooo waayy &amp; i will have to use TOP UP CARDS?! what the crap?! shit, shit, shit la. i have no ther choice. you wont see the oh-so-happy side of me anymore. &amp; mum called just now &amp; it felt so good just to hear her voice again, i love you mum because you made my day. today, me &amp; yovi had nothing to do, so we went to Charm aunty's house &amp; borrowed lots &amp; lots of dvds &amp; cds. YAY! we borrow-ed &lt;strong&gt;SCARY MOVIE 3, DREAM GIRLS,*THE  NOTEBOOK, THE DA VINCI CODE, AQUAMARINE, MONA LISA SMILE&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; alot alot more. &amp; i borrow-ed ERAGON from bunny. we ex-changed dvds. i lent her &lt;strong&gt;JOHN TUCKER MUST DIE &lt;/strong&gt;&amp; she lent me &lt;strong&gt;ERAGON&lt;/strong&gt;, a tit for a tat. i am super scared about my results next week for my PRELIMS 1/ MYE.  If i do badly, i am going to let down alot of ppl, especially my loved ones. &amp; one more thing, i am supposed to go to XIANG YANG's birthday chalet today &amp; i couldn't cause some ppl didnt allow me to go. I am very sorry nasiha &amp; xy. i cried in front of them &amp; they still didnt allow me to attend it. i am truely sorry. hope you all understand. well,&lt;strong&gt; HAPPY ADVANC-ED BIRTHDAY XIANG YANG!&lt;/strong&gt; have a good day you all. this is my story for today &amp; it sucks worst than anything in the whole damn-ed world. goodbye, i'm pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- i dont't know why i miss you so much. &lt;strong&gt;take me awaayyyy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237232678911468155-6758771098365024824?l=slipmeaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6758771098365024824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237232678911468155&amp;postID=6758771098365024824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/6758771098365024824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/6758771098365024824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/2007/05/whered-you-go-i-miss-you-so.html' title='where&apos;d you go, i miss you so'/><author><name>it's too late babt, there's no turning around.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02221218999239206968</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-6237232678911468155.post-8154574798442316102</id><published>2007-05-13T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T01:40:12.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ge5i_mAsXdk/RkbuXXThJ0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/BaKJbwO0FFw/s1600-h/away__by_mediocre_matt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ge5i_mAsXdk/RkbuXXThJ0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/BaKJbwO0FFw/s320/away__by_mediocre_matt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063996916184983362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey! it's &lt;strong&gt;MOTHERS' DAY &lt;/strong&gt;today. called mum &amp; i screamed &lt;strong&gt;"HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY MOMMY!!"&lt;/strong&gt; into her ears, through the phone of course. i miss her so bad, i really do. i miss dad &amp; big brother too. but i've got friends who love me &amp; blue skys all above me( i don't know what this realy means but it just came up to my mind). i am like multi-tasking right now. i am watching THE PARENT TRAP &amp; blogging at the same time. cool eh? &lt;strong&gt;YES-AHHH!!! &lt;/strong&gt; got lots of things to watch on TV today &amp; adding to that &lt;strong&gt;NO SCHOOL TOMORROW&lt;/strong&gt;!!you don't know how hyper i am feeling right now. let's see what's on &lt;strong&gt;TV today- THE PARENT TRAP,AMERICA'S NEXT TOP MODEL,UGLY BETTY &amp; HEROES&lt;/strong&gt;. ok, only 3. but still alot. well, for me. &amp; one more thing, MOM's gonna get me a new &lt;strong&gt;MP4&lt;/strong&gt;!AHHHHHHHH! sorry about that.i can put songs &amp; music videos/P**N maybe, hehe. I'm just &lt;strong&gt;oh-so-super-excited&lt;/strong&gt;.alright ppl, gotta go. i learnt this from the parent trap, toodaloos! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- I'M &lt;strong&gt;FEELING SUPER/ULTRA HIGGHH &lt;/strong&gt;today!&lt;br /&gt;    my post;s gonna look so messy. don't mind ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237232678911468155-8154574798442316102?l=slipmeaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8154574798442316102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237232678911468155&amp;postID=8154574798442316102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/8154574798442316102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/8154574798442316102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='HAPPY MOTHERS&apos; DAY!'/><author><name>it's too late babt, there's no turning around.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02221218999239206968</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/_ge5i_mAsXdk/RkbuXXThJ0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/BaKJbwO0FFw/s72-c/away__by_mediocre_matt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237232678911468155.post-1590283031413594199</id><published>2007-05-11T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T07:55:20.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>come &amp; get what you came for</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A Little bit of love, little bit of love&lt;br /&gt;Little bit of love, little bit of love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if I feel as if I'm wastin'&lt;br /&gt;And I'm wastin' everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the way you left me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not pretending.&lt;br /&gt;No hope, no love, no glory,&lt;br /&gt;No Happy Ending.&lt;br /&gt;This is the way that we love,&lt;br /&gt;Like it's forever.&lt;br /&gt;To live the rest of our life,&lt;br /&gt;But not together.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES-AH!&lt;/strong&gt; no more burning of midnight oil &amp; no more looking at books. well, at least for now. me &amp; pasdo went aerobics after a long, long time today &amp; after that we went threading after a long time too. we've got nice/neat arc-ed eye-brows now. i've got nothing much to say today cause nothing much happened today. i'm bor-ed to death. i need someone to &lt;strong&gt;entertain me &lt;/strong&gt;now, anyone? btw, i flunk-ed my chem paper today. i totally left out a 10marks question cause i didnt see the question &amp; i forgot i have to choose 2 questions instead of one. WTF! this means, &lt;strong&gt;F9&lt;/strong&gt; for chemistry. alright, i got to go, bye ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everybody's gonna love today,&lt;br /&gt;Gonna love today, gonna love today.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's gonna love today, gonna love today.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway you want to, anyway you've got to,&lt;br /&gt;Love love me, love love me, love love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- &lt;strong&gt;i'm begging you, i'm begging you to be my escape.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    it's another random post as you can see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237232678911468155-1590283031413594199?l=slipmeaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1590283031413594199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237232678911468155&amp;postID=1590283031413594199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/1590283031413594199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/1590283031413594199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/2007/05/come-get-what-you-came-for.html' title='come &amp; get what you came for'/><author><name>it's too late babt, there's no turning around.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02221218999239206968</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-6237232678911468155.post-6325521357550792513</id><published>2007-05-10T00:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T02:40:25.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i could get used to this</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w179/rakklim/1178470387_29139ca4df.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello. i am dying from &lt;strong&gt;de-pression/stress/flu/itchy eyes&lt;/strong&gt;. i dont know what to do cause everything's a mess now. i haven't got to sleep well for days because of the MYE. &amp; one more thing, this fcuking computer is giving me problems all the time. it's gets jammed whenever i type a word or so. tomorrow's my chemistry paper &amp; i cant wait for it to be so over! i really hate a boy &amp; he always has something bad to say on everything i do. he even comments on my stuffs. what's your problem you ass? &lt;strong&gt;get a life! &lt;/strong&gt;you're starting to get on my nerves. dont act tough cause you're so not tough. you still have a long way to go. if you dont have anything good to say, just keep that mouth of yours shut! maths paper was alright today. it's so nice to have your test in the hall. air con &amp; fans blowing cool wind at your face, &lt;strong&gt;PLEASURE!&lt;/strong&gt; i miss alot of people right now. my mum,my papa, my brother, my paupau(dog), my grandma. i miss those times i had with you all. do take care. alright, i have to go study now. bye people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS- saavvee mee!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w179/rakklim/Emo_Boys_by_forgetxme.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237232678911468155-6325521357550792513?l=slipmeaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6325521357550792513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237232678911468155&amp;postID=6325521357550792513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/6325521357550792513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/6325521357550792513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-could-get-used-to-this.html' title='i could get used to this'/><author><name>it's too late babt, there's no turning around.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02221218999239206968</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-6237232678911468155.post-8383488798790534855</id><published>2007-05-05T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T07:35:43.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>take me away</title><content type='html'>hello. blogging after five/four days? nvm. i've been very busy "studying". i go to my friends house to 'study' but end up doing other nonsensical stuffs. this shows that i am still not motivated. Pasdo &amp; i are crazy all the time. Pasdo does alot of &lt;strong&gt;stupid/crazy/cute &lt;/strong&gt;stuffs which makes me &amp; yovi laugh like hell.oh ya, i &lt;strong&gt;passed&lt;/strong&gt; my 2.4 km run! yay! me pasdo &amp; yovi were studying at my house when we all felt like eating something. &lt;strong&gt;ICE-CREAM&lt;/strong&gt;! so, we went to get ice-creams for ourselves. after eating/licking/swallowing the ice-creams, we were &lt;strong&gt;oh-so-satisfied&lt;/strong&gt;.we went back home to study but we were not in the mood to study. yovi went home first, leaving me &amp; pasdo. now i'm bored to death cause i've got nothing to do. so, i'm blogging. i sm so gonna die cause my hp bill is gonna blast &amp; my uncle is gonna cut the line. SHIT LA! i'm sooo dead! im feel like i've got nothing to post nowadays. my life's getting more &amp; more boring each day.ok i will go now. my uncle seems angry today. bye pretty ppl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- &lt;strong&gt;i dont love you, like i loved you yesterday.&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; oh ya, chedan's a very nice/sweet boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237232678911468155-8383488798790534855?l=slipmeaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8383488798790534855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237232678911468155&amp;postID=8383488798790534855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/8383488798790534855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/8383488798790534855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/2007/05/take-me-away.html' title='take me away'/><author><name>it's too late babt, there's no turning around.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02221218999239206968</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-6237232678911468155.post-3711097571041860941</id><published>2007-05-02T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T08:46:03.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i wait for everything to be right again.</title><content type='html'>dear _love___,&lt;br /&gt;lets lay in a field miles away from civilization,&lt;br /&gt;and stare into the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;We'll giggle and laugh,&lt;br /&gt;and forget that we have friends,&lt;br /&gt;family, enemies, problems.&lt;br /&gt;lets focus on just us.&lt;br /&gt;Lets stay there 'til the sun sets,&lt;br /&gt;or until it rains.&lt;br /&gt;Lets listen to the leaves fall,&lt;br /&gt;and call it our life soundtrack.&lt;br /&gt;Lets talk about all of our wishes,&lt;br /&gt;and pretend to set free baloons&lt;br /&gt;to each and every one of them.&lt;br /&gt;lets remember this day everyday,&lt;br /&gt;and regret we cant do it as often and we want.&lt;br /&gt;Lets not ask any questions,&lt;br /&gt;but let the other tell.&lt;br /&gt;Lets disappear together,&lt;br /&gt;and leave them all questioning.&lt;br /&gt;sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;__yours_____&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237232678911468155-3711097571041860941?l=slipmeaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3711097571041860941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237232678911468155&amp;postID=3711097571041860941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/3711097571041860941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/3711097571041860941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-wait-for-everything-to-be-right-again.html' title='i wait for everything to be right again.'/><author><name>it's too late babt, there's no turning around.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02221218999239206968</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-6237232678911468155.post-1903977794719119154</id><published>2007-05-01T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T06:12:48.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away.</title><content type='html'>i miss you, i miss you so bad. I dont know if i am stressed. Sometimes i feel like i am but sometimes i dont. btw, heard that &lt;strong&gt;O LEVELS &lt;/strong&gt;this year has shifted one week earlier again. &lt;strong&gt;SHIT!&lt;/strong&gt; i feel happy &amp; i feel nervous at the same time. The &lt;strong&gt;good&lt;/strong&gt; thing is that we will have more time to enjoy after Os &amp; the &lt;strong&gt;BAD&lt;/strong&gt; thing is we will have lesser time to prepare. &lt;strong&gt;WHAT THE HELL!&lt;/strong&gt; tomorrow's school &amp; it sucks so bad. I've got millions of assignments to finish. AarrRghhh! you dont't know how fustrated i'm feeling right now. oh ya, &amp; i just failed my recent MATHS test! i shoukd stop regretting, i know. i'll try to change, i promise. i'm sorry mum &amp; dad. i'm a very bad bad child. &lt;strong&gt;I CAN DO IT, I'M THE BEST!&lt;/strong&gt; bye people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’m broken when I’m open &lt;br /&gt;And I don’t feel like I am strong enough &lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome &lt;br /&gt;And I don’t feel light when you’re gone away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- &lt;strong&gt;you dont feel me here, anymore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237232678911468155-1903977794719119154?l=slipmeaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1903977794719119154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237232678911468155&amp;postID=1903977794719119154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/1903977794719119154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/1903977794719119154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-wanna-hold-you-high-you-steal-my-pain.html' title='i wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away.'/><author><name>it's too late babt, there's no turning around.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02221218999239206968</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-6237232678911468155.post-8577304503800567528</id><published>2007-04-28T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T00:59:34.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love you too this song-</title><content type='html'>I've got a boyfriend now &lt;br /&gt;He's my dearest pal &lt;br /&gt;He'll always catch me when I fall &lt;br /&gt;He's always there when I call &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a boyfriend now &lt;br /&gt;He always talks so loud &lt;br /&gt;Even in a crowded house &lt;br /&gt;He always shows what he got &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I share my dreams and all my stories &lt;br /&gt;I don't think I need my diary &lt;br /&gt;If you're teasing me, don't you worry &lt;br /&gt;I will keep you in my memories &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my boyfriend smiles &lt;br /&gt;The world seems all mine &lt;br /&gt;And all the days seems truly fine &lt;br /&gt;Make me reach up for the sky &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my boyfriend now &lt;br /&gt;We're moving so slow &lt;br /&gt;If you really want to know &lt;br /&gt;Come on and join with the show &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I share my dreams and all my stories &lt;br /&gt;I don't think I need my diary &lt;br /&gt;If you're teasing me, don't you worry &lt;br /&gt;I will keep you in my memories &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm blue. feel so lonely &lt;br /&gt;No one sits here right beside me &lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna call you just to; &lt;br /&gt;"Hurry, come and see me. It's so scary and I need you desperately" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I share my dreams and all my stories &lt;br /&gt;I don't think I need my diary &lt;br /&gt;If you're teasing me, don't you worry &lt;br /&gt;I will keep you in my memories &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I share my dreams and all my stories &lt;br /&gt;I don't think I need my diary &lt;br /&gt;If you're teasing me, don't you worry &lt;br /&gt;I will keep you in my memories&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237232678911468155-8577304503800567528?l=slipmeaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8577304503800567528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237232678911468155&amp;postID=8577304503800567528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/8577304503800567528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/8577304503800567528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-love-you-too-this-song.html' title='i love you too this song-'/><author><name>it's too late babt, there's no turning around.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02221218999239206968</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-6237232678911468155.post-395036735627990467</id><published>2007-04-28T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T00:55:44.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i wanna make this clear, my dear</title><content type='html'>Hey there! i love blogging. Although, it needs alot of typing &amp; stuffs. No wonder millions &amp; zillions of people have blogs. Bobby aunty is always telling me &amp; yovi to be &lt;strong&gt;'RESPONSIBLE'&lt;/strong&gt; if we want to own a blog. I wanted a blog just to &lt;strong&gt;keep track of my life. &lt;/strong&gt; i love &lt;strong&gt;mocca&lt;/strong&gt; now! the girl's[singer's] voice is like damn sweet &amp; nice. that's why the song is nice. i &lt;strong&gt;LOVE AJ&lt;/strong&gt; from &lt;strong&gt;AMERICA's NEXT TOP MODEL&lt;/strong&gt;! she's so beautiful &amp; &lt;strong&gt;HOT&lt;/strong&gt;! heard that she's gonna be eliminated soon. WHAT THE HACK! if i was the judge, i would look at her &amp; take her hand &amp; congragulate her as the next ANTM,without even looking at the other girls. I noticed that i am very &lt;strong&gt;RANDOM&lt;/strong&gt;.if you read this post, you would also agree. dont care- i have to go now cause my cousin i irritating me to boil sausages for her. why now?! nevermind- alright, i'll go now.please &lt;strong&gt;listen&lt;/strong&gt; to my new blog song, adios ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- the more i hurt, i more i curse your name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237232678911468155-395036735627990467?l=slipmeaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/feeds/395036735627990467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237232678911468155&amp;postID=395036735627990467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/395036735627990467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/395036735627990467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/2007/04/hey-there-i-love-blogging.html' title='i wanna make this clear, my dear'/><author><name>it's too late babt, there's no turning around.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02221218999239206968</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-6237232678911468155.post-333737934506516783</id><published>2007-04-26T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T00:57:28.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lost in you &amp; i can't find myself again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w179/rakklim/untitled_01_by_juliekulie.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANNIE!&lt;/strong&gt; YOU'RE SIXTEEN. [ i know your b'day was actually yesterday, but its ok ]all the best, my dear friend. you're the &lt;strong&gt;sweetest&lt;/strong&gt;. Have a good day at east coast park today.Remember to scream to de-stress yourself. OMG! i have to go to school now. &lt;strong&gt;shit la!&lt;/strong&gt; i have POA class!&amp; I had english paper 1 today &amp; i think i flunked it, YAY! i need &lt;strong&gt;someone to motivate &lt;/strong&gt;me to study. anyone? that's all for today i guess. alright, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS-This is to you. You know who you are &amp; I love you,forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237232678911468155-333737934506516783?l=slipmeaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/feeds/333737934506516783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237232678911468155&amp;postID=333737934506516783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/333737934506516783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/333737934506516783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/2007/04/lost-i-you-i-cant-find-myself-again.html' title='lost in you &amp; i can&apos;t find myself again'/><author><name>it's too late babt, there's no turning around.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02221218999239206968</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-6237232678911468155.post-8376451541609565621</id><published>2007-04-24T21:28:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T03:42:05.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you make me feel out of my elements.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w179/rakklim/in_love__by_poop_art.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello! i am in school!! having art now and we got to use the computer BABY! i have to research for my art paper for mid year. i am &lt;strong&gt;DEAD&lt;/strong&gt; bored cause we are &lt;strong&gt;FORBIDDEN&lt;/strong&gt;-ed to go into deviantart.com. &lt;strong&gt;WHAT THE HELL!&lt;/strong&gt; i have 5 more minutes before i leave for assembly. alright, bye people. i'll be back later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- i'm feeling &lt;strong&gt;HIGH&lt;/strong&gt; today ! wheewhooo, woooohooo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237232678911468155-8376451541609565621?l=slipmeaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8376451541609565621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237232678911468155&amp;postID=8376451541609565621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/8376451541609565621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/8376451541609565621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/2007/04/you-make-me-feel-out-of-my-elements_24.html' title='you make me feel out of my elements.'/><author><name>it's too late babt, there's no turning around.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02221218999239206968</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-6237232678911468155.post-1501501327867100061</id><published>2007-04-24T03:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T04:14:41.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm not running away-</title><content type='html'>hello. i'm not in the mood to blog today so i'll make it short &amp; sweet. alot of things are making me go crazy. i've got my 2.4 km running tomorrow &amp;amp; i'm not in the mood. today, i just wanna write about a &lt;strong&gt;'friend'&lt;/strong&gt; of mine. she just &lt;strong&gt;messed&lt;/strong&gt; up my life. fcuk her. call yourself a friend. why do you always go around messing up people's life? what's the problem with you? have you seeked enough attention&lt;strong&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;! grow up you BITCH! you think that everyone likes you, but FACE THE FACT; they FREAKING hate you to the core of the core. slut slut slut slut- i will never forgive you cause i had enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-How I wanted to play&lt;br /&gt; The role of the Fates&lt;br /&gt; But I need to control myself;&lt;br /&gt; I’ll just murder you in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you spoilt my mood, shit you. now i shall just go &amp; curse her for all i want. what you did to me will come back to you : )) break me; break you. please dont ask me who this 'FRIEND' is. i dont want to spell/voice out her name. thank you. bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w179/rakklim/Anger__by_taraaa.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how i do, when i think about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- my apology to the rest of the beautiful people, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;    &amp; forget abt the sweet post i said earlier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237232678911468155-1501501327867100061?l=slipmeaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1501501327867100061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237232678911468155&amp;postID=1501501327867100061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/1501501327867100061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/1501501327867100061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-not-running-away_24.html' title='i&apos;m not running away-'/><author><name>it's too late babt, there's no turning around.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02221218999239206968</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-6237232678911468155.post-6588878480900614134</id><published>2007-04-21T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T07:45:42.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What happened to the story that we wrote?</title><content type='html'>hello. i think i'm gonna die of flu when i grow old. i get flu every single day. why does flu love me so much ? i hate you....i think its gonna be a habit for me to breathe from my mouth. what the hell? nevermind- alright, i went out with jeb-ass today. i had to accompany him to buy some stuffs. he is very the cheeky &amp; abit irritating. but overall he is actually very nice &amp;amp; understanding.he makes a very good friend. okay, enough bout him. [sneezeses damn loud] i miss someone badly.. please call me tonight also.. i need to hear your voice badly, dear love. &lt;strong&gt;someone special's birthday&lt;/strong&gt; is coming &amp; i dont know what i should get. please give me some suggestions. he's no other than ANNIE(ann-raj)! he is super, &lt;strong&gt;SUPER NICE&lt;/strong&gt;, you know. ultra funny too. always makes me feel good about myself. thank you, love. it's only been like five days since i knew stuffs about him but it feels like i have known him all my life. he's a great friend. he's the man! okay.. that's all for today. oh ya, &amp;amp; i miss my mother, father &amp; brother. miss you all. hope you all are doing fine. lots of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- I needed you all the way now, If you don't mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237232678911468155-6588878480900614134?l=slipmeaway.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-6237232678911468155.post-8333960168194641284</id><published>2007-04-21T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T06:30:01.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you should be in my space: you should be in my life.</title><content type='html'>I've been living with a shadow overhead&lt;br /&gt;I've been sleeping with a cloud above my bed&lt;br /&gt;I've been lonely for so long&lt;br /&gt;Trapped in the past&lt;br /&gt;I just can't seem to move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hiding all my hopes and dreams away&lt;br /&gt;Just in case I ever need them again someday&lt;br /&gt;I've been setting aside time&lt;br /&gt;To clear a little space in the corners of my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching but the stars refuse to shine&lt;br /&gt;I've been searching but i just don't see the signs&lt;br /&gt;I know that it's out there&lt;br /&gt;There's got to be something for my soul somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking for someone to shed some light&lt;br /&gt;Not somebody just to get me through the night&lt;br /&gt;I could use some direction&lt;br /&gt;And I'm open to your suggestions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;And if I open my heart again&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm hoping you'll be there for me in the end&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are moments when I don't know if it's real&lt;br /&gt;Or if anybody feels the way I feel I need inspiration&lt;br /&gt;Not just another negotiation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;And if I open my heart to you&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping you'll show me what to do&lt;br /&gt;And if you help me to start again&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'll be there for you in the end&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//i love you this song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237232678911468155-8333960168194641284?l=slipmeaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8333960168194641284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237232678911468155&amp;postID=8333960168194641284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/8333960168194641284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/8333960168194641284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/2007/04/you-should-be-in-my-space-you-should-be.html' title='you should be in my space: you should be in my life.'/><author><name>it's too late babt, there's no turning around.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02221218999239206968</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-6237232678911468155.post-3630690458621051427</id><published>2007-04-18T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T07:31:39.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>way back into love</title><content type='html'>hello, i've been busy lately cause SYF's coming. &amp; it's TOMORROW! what the hell!!! our chinese dance got GOLD WITH HONEST! that's wayyyy incredible. how did they do it ?nevermind. i am in love with my blog's SUPER NEW song. thanks to &lt;strong&gt;THE MARVELLOUS CRYSTAL&lt;/strong&gt;! this song is from the movie &lt;em&gt;MUSIC &amp;amp; LYRICS&lt;/em&gt;- i think this song is nice because of the girl who sang it. her voice is so smooth.. makes me jealous. please go listen to it until you all go crazy ok : )) today, i went aerobics like after a long long time. felt so damn good. poor yovi is down with &lt;strong&gt;chicken pox&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; she's gonna miss her mid-year exams. feel sorry for her cause she got it at the oh so wrong time. get well soon yovi dovi! i had my bloody &lt;strong&gt;PERIOD&lt;/strong&gt; today. it was wierd. i was reading on the cleo magazine abt irregular periods &amp;amp; after that i had mine. &lt;strong&gt;WHAT THE HELL!&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; my guitar's uniform is white silk cloth. if it stains, its gonna be so gross &amp;amp; fcuking irritating! URHHH! why........ i need some inspiration for everything i do in my life. i just cant seem to move on. oh ya, i wanna apologise to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;chenisha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. sorry for getting me getting pissed aye. i was having mood swings. you're still my best friend though!ok, i think i need some sleep now. tomorrow's a very big day for me! pray for me ok, if you are my friend : )) bye, that's all for today. i'll tell you what i got for my SYF tomorrow. tc ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS-you know i'll be there for you in the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237232678911468155-3630690458621051427?l=slipmeaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3630690458621051427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237232678911468155&amp;postID=3630690458621051427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/3630690458621051427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/3630690458621051427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/2007/04/way-back-into-love.html' title='way back into love'/><author><name>it's too late babt, there's no turning around.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02221218999239206968</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-6237232678911468155.post-6329703102077193305</id><published>2007-04-14T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T21:05:47.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye my lover, goodbye my friend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ge5i_mAsXdk/RiGfwq8ui7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/24pMm0TXCvY/s1600-h/Emotions_by_youcantstandmenow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053495915397942194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ge5i_mAsXdk/RiGfwq8ui7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/24pMm0TXCvY/s320/Emotions_by_youcantstandmenow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;something just happened to me. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm broken&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i dont know if i should be happy or sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;`I had a bad day, I'll cry if I want to, cry if I want to, cry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  I had a bad day, I'll cry if i want to, cry if i want to, cry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  I had a bad day, I 'll cry if I want to, cry if I want to, cry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;no, i wont give in. i'll keep holding on. with you by my side i'll fight &amp; defend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, i can still hear jeban's voice in my ear cause we talked for &lt;strong&gt;SIX WHOLE HOURS&lt;/strong&gt; on the phone from 11:&lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt; pm to 5 am. we talked about everything. we were &lt;em&gt;pouring each others heart out.&lt;/em&gt; he sounds way better on the phone. so, i want to thank him for accompanying me throught the night until morning &amp;amp; for the nice, sweet &amp; calming words to make me feel better. thanks &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;jeban&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont worry alright&lt;strong&gt;, raksha &amp;amp; pasdo trust you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &amp; i like your confidence &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh ya, &amp;amp; dont give up on her ok! omg, there's school tomorrow &amp; it sucks. &amp;amp; my SYF's on thursday. shit LAH! i dont feel like typing now. my fingers hurt from play the guitar. &amp; i am feeling down/ &lt;strong&gt;EMO&lt;/strong&gt; today, bye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS- &amp;amp; lately I've been feeling, feeling &lt;strong&gt;unappreciated.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/6237232678911468155-6329703102077193305?l=slipmeaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6329703102077193305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237232678911468155&amp;postID=6329703102077193305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/6329703102077193305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/6329703102077193305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/2007/04/goodbye-my-lover-goodbye-my-friend.html' title='goodbye my lover, goodbye my friend.'/><author><name>it's too late babt, there's no turning around.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02221218999239206968</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/_ge5i_mAsXdk/RiGfwq8ui7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/24pMm0TXCvY/s72-c/Emotions_by_youcantstandmenow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237232678911468155.post-4290282179387885899</id><published>2007-04-11T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T04:57:45.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whisper's: ` hello, i miss you quite terribly.</title><content type='html'>hello. I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FREAKING MISS HIM!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; can someone tell me why he is so faraway? i will like have to wait another &lt;em&gt;eight whole months to see him! that's like super duper long.wonder how he is?did i tell you he rides a motorbike? cool eh. &lt;/em&gt;nevermind. &lt;em&gt;LAKH&lt;/em&gt;, a so called 'motivater' came to class today. she can talked like non-stop &amp; she's obsessed with the ice berg's reflection on the ocean. she even gave us a picture of it to pin it on the board so that we can look at it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;everyday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; she said that she even have it pasted on her toilet wall. &lt;em&gt;wierd eh?she told us to shout &lt;strong&gt;" i am the greatest! "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; i'm trying my best to motivate myself to concentrate on my studies. lakh's motivation talk helped me partially. so, ya. that's all i guess. exams are around the corner &amp;amp; it sucks. got to mug all night. bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- oh &lt;em&gt;baby, baby we belong together...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237232678911468155-4290282179387885899?l=slipmeaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4290282179387885899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237232678911468155&amp;postID=4290282179387885899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/4290282179387885899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/4290282179387885899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/2007/04/whispers-hello-i-miss-you-quite.html' title='whisper&apos;s: ` hello, i miss you quite terribly.'/><author><name>it's too late babt, there's no turning around.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02221218999239206968</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-6237232678911468155.post-5562285981970130627</id><published>2007-04-07T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T06:19:16.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>he's my sweet, sugar CANDY MAN(whispered)</title><content type='html'>OLA! do you like my song? please, say &lt;strong&gt;YES!&lt;/strong&gt; cause it rules like no other shit.&lt;br /&gt;` He's a one stop job, make my cherry pop&lt;br /&gt;   He's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;a sweet rockin sugar coated candy man &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;   A sweet rockin sugar coated candy man.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know this song is like abit,abit old. who cares. okay, let's drop the subject.&lt;br /&gt; me &amp; yovi are good at &lt;strong&gt;EATING. &lt;/strong&gt;hell yeah! we made our own fried-rice. it was spoon/fork/plate/finger&lt;em&gt;-licking good. &amp;amp; while eating we watched&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;A WALK TO REMEMBER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not bad, just alright i guess. after that, came home &amp; i was walking towards my room when something distracted me, the computer of course which was shining at the corner of my eyes. of course, i was infront of the com in no time.i have been using it everyday,w/o fail for the past one week. OMG! i just remember something. i've got TUITION tomorrow! what the hell! i've got homeworks to finish that no teacher in the whole wide world would give, damn! someone please tell me why i'm sooo '&lt;em&gt;LUCKY'? i've got no choice but to do it.shit la!&lt;/em&gt; got to go then, toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS-There's nothing more dangerous than a boy with charm&lt;br /&gt;       He's a one stop jive, makes my panties drop&lt;br /&gt;       He's a swinging rockin sugar coated candy man&lt;br /&gt;       A sweet rockin sugar coated candy man, Ooo yeah..&lt;br /&gt;      ` Good things come for boys who wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237232678911468155-5562285981970130627?l=slipmeaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5562285981970130627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237232678911468155&amp;postID=5562285981970130627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/5562285981970130627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/5562285981970130627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/2007/04/hes-my-sweet-sugar-candy-manwhispered.html' title='he&apos;s my sweet, sugar CANDY MAN(whispered)'/><author><name>it's too late babt, there's no turning around.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02221218999239206968</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-6237232678911468155.post-1832971619611055283</id><published>2007-04-05T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T23:52:03.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SPEAK FOR MYSELF</title><content type='html'>hello. i realised that i only &lt;em&gt;speak for myself&lt;/em&gt;. In other words, i only think about myself. i dont know if its good or bad.i'll tell you why next time cause i got to switch off the com in like two more minutes. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SIBANI&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&amp; i were like supposed to go out &amp;amp; catch a movie today but it got cancelled. &lt;strong&gt;SHIT! &lt;/strong&gt;nevermind, there's always a next time. &amp; i need to get the MP4. baby, please give me it... my mum said i can only get it like after a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MONTH&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; it feels like i will only get it after one million years. someone's shouting, i think its my aunt. okay, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- i think i'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;over narcisistic&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/6237232678911468155-1832971619611055283?l=slipmeaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1832971619611055283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237232678911468155&amp;postID=1832971619611055283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/1832971619611055283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/1832971619611055283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/2007/04/speak-for-myself.html' title='SPEAK FOR MYSELF'/><author><name>it's too late babt, there's no turning around.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02221218999239206968</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-6237232678911468155.post-4690943160009685007</id><published>2007-04-05T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T08:20:48.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FIVE MINUTES TO MIDNIGHT</title><content type='html'>okay, &lt;strong&gt;me &amp; yovi&lt;/strong&gt; are like doing my blog now, at 11:55 pm .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FINALLY, &lt;/strong&gt;i did my blog after like one million years. alright, i'm having a very bad flu right now due to yovi's carpet. i got to leave now, goodbye !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237232678911468155-4690943160009685007?l=slipmeaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4690943160009685007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237232678911468155&amp;postID=4690943160009685007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/4690943160009685007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237232678911468155/posts/default/4690943160009685007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slipmeaway.blogspot.com/2007/04/five-minutes-to-midnight.html' title='FIVE MINUTES TO MIDNIGHT'/><author><name>it's too late babt, there's no turning around.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02221218999239206968</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>
