<?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-5017685084033852397</id><updated>2011-10-11T13:28:35.085+08:00</updated><category term='so stupid to have thought of you as a friend.'/><category term='BESTFRIEND♥'/><category term='~HAPPIIEEEEEEE TEACHERRRRRRR&apos;S DAYYYYY~'/><category term='all for nothing ..'/><category term='this love is forever (:'/><category term='I treasure my friends'/><category term='I&apos;m glad ur my teacher(:'/><category term='Dancing your heart out baby :D'/><category term='bruises ~'/><category term='I&apos;m sick again-'/><category term='You are my heaven on earth .'/><category term='You left me this way'/><category term='You&apos;re my baby :D'/><category term='my baby .'/><category term='~Iloveyou~'/><category term='who&apos;s that girl living my life ?'/><category term='idiots .'/><category term='babe'/><title type='text'>half unread.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>457</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-4734244512095877848</id><published>2011-08-26T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T22:31:21.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>set fire to the rain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--DM8KeVD3yE/TleuAvfpCiI/AAAAAAAABHs/7kz7aEsDRP0/s1600/176..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--DM8KeVD3yE/TleuAvfpCiI/AAAAAAAABHs/7kz7aEsDRP0/s400/176..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645171985704618530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hey all, just a quick one.&lt;br /&gt;just finished prelims today and thank God!&lt;br /&gt;it was manageable but i know i could've done better. :-)&lt;br /&gt;anyway, hope y'all are all good and tsudying hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O level's soon and i'm scaredddddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;but prayyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i'm at @heyboulevard on twitter.&lt;br /&gt;and @goldcircuits on tumblr.&lt;br /&gt;pleaseee follow and i wish y'all all the best. :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, Rachael.&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/5017685084033852397-4734244512095877848?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/4734244512095877848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=4734244512095877848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/4734244512095877848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/4734244512095877848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2011/08/set-fire-to-rain.html' title='set fire to the rain.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--DM8KeVD3yE/TleuAvfpCiI/AAAAAAAABHs/7kz7aEsDRP0/s72-c/176..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-3568390245157283070</id><published>2011-04-23T10:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T10:06:33.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kg56oFm80-M/TbI0IhQUF1I/AAAAAAAABHg/yoU0ig4VI_w/s1600/170..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kg56oFm80-M/TbI0IhQUF1I/AAAAAAAABHg/yoU0ig4VI_w/s400/170..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598594607745341266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MIA-ING.&lt;br /&gt;O LEWELS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-3568390245157283070?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/3568390245157283070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=3568390245157283070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/3568390245157283070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/3568390245157283070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2011/04/mia-ing.html' title=''/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kg56oFm80-M/TbI0IhQUF1I/AAAAAAAABHg/yoU0ig4VI_w/s72-c/170..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-9208789674015627614</id><published>2011-03-27T18:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T18:34:49.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>black sheep?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qvkimNm1aU0/TY8SgJnWB1I/AAAAAAAABHY/gCo9DZhEj9Q/s1600/089..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qvkimNm1aU0/TY8SgJnWB1I/AAAAAAAABHY/gCo9DZhEj9Q/s400/089..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588706006136129362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things have changed.&lt;br /&gt;i find it horrible knowing that i can't be whoever i am in my own class. i have to pretend to be "fitting in". and it's fucking irritating. and it really frustrates me when the teachers say "pair up" or "get into groups of 3 to 4" and i'm the only retard sitting at my seat, looking around aimlessly for a group to settle into. taking chances everyday, and constantly remind myself why i'm not perfect. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;life = is a roller-coaster ride. downhill, most of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things have changed. admit it.&lt;br /&gt;i find myself constantly tearing in dance, school and even at home. maybe it's not just abt him, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it just feels completely alone when everyone's in their own conversations and i'm the only one sitting around like a dumb fool, being ignored with every question asked.&lt;/span&gt; having to sit one corner, figure out why i'm the only black sheep there. nobody gives freaking damn anymore, and doing well in an area just gets everyone staring at you with hatred in their eyes, ready to punch your face with every opportunity given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's going on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can't hear me crying, or see me faking every fucking smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-9208789674015627614?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/9208789674015627614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=9208789674015627614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/9208789674015627614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/9208789674015627614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2011/03/black-sheep.html' title='black sheep?'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qvkimNm1aU0/TY8SgJnWB1I/AAAAAAAABHY/gCo9DZhEj9Q/s72-c/089..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-3769417693775141427</id><published>2011-03-25T00:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T00:15:51.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you made me believe in love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOU KNOW SOMETHING,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WASN'T WRONG TO THINK WE WERE PERFECT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;if there was one thing i coudn't lie about, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;it was how much i loved you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&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/5017685084033852397-3769417693775141427?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/3769417693775141427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=3769417693775141427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/3769417693775141427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/3769417693775141427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2011/03/you-know-something-i-wasnt-wrong-to.html' title='&lt;u&gt;you made me believe in love&lt;/u&gt;'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-8227196569282964545</id><published>2011-03-24T00:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T00:39:08.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fifteenth'</title><content type='html'>every night i stay up thinking 'why did i do it'.&lt;br /&gt;and then the "what if"s start breaking through my train of thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna lie. loving you was never a burden.. even though you thought it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I get so agitated just sitting down and knowing that i'm not gonna be able to change our tense relationship. i hate it. I hate staying awake at 1am in the morning thinking abt what went wrong. was it fear? insecurities maybe? whatever the reason, i can't seem to carry on like this. I always say i'll put it behind me, but really.. i don't. &lt;strong&gt;i can't&lt;/strong&gt;. i am, somewhat, over this relationship, and yet somehow, not. well, i thought i was. i don't know what's up.. maybe it's just missing you. either way, it just sucks knowing that i'm here, and you're there; with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"it turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you, wishing i'd realised what i had when you were mine"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-8227196569282964545?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/8227196569282964545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=8227196569282964545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/8227196569282964545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/8227196569282964545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2011/03/fifteenth.html' title='fifteenth&apos;'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-4629283155064520656</id><published>2011-03-18T19:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T20:52:47.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a dream.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;EXPERIMENT TWO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p-41NMHbatk/TYNUuThYuMI/AAAAAAAABHQ/f6Lz1vfiDgI/s1600/023..JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p-41NMHbatk/TYNUuThYuMI/AAAAAAAABHQ/f6Lz1vfiDgI/s400/023..JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585401117360568514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oPPb2s5g-i4/TYNUuM0_1rI/AAAAAAAABHI/XnGkTLBP0Hg/s1600/022..JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oPPb2s5g-i4/TYNUuM0_1rI/AAAAAAAABHI/XnGkTLBP0Hg/s400/022..JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585401115563775666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QzWHw7XN6_E/TYNUtzfCfvI/AAAAAAAABHA/_UfY8-E0xyI/s1600/021..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QzWHw7XN6_E/TYNUtzfCfvI/AAAAAAAABHA/_UfY8-E0xyI/s400/021..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585401108760788722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it better than yesterday's? i think it is.&lt;br /&gt;still gotta try out from left to right. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scape with dancers today, to watch the dear sec 2s performance. then headed down to Bugis to get our skin leotards. thanks Nicole for paying for me first! &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;anw, home after that. decided to flip through some of my old photos of me when i was a kid. ahhh, good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna be off now. dance tmr. ^^&lt;br /&gt;it's good knowing that no matter how pissed i am at the dancers sometimes, they're the ones i wanna be with forever. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love,&lt;br /&gt;Rachael.&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/5017685084033852397-4629283155064520656?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/4629283155064520656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=4629283155064520656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/4629283155064520656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/4629283155064520656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2011/03/just-dream.html' title='just a dream.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p-41NMHbatk/TYNUuThYuMI/AAAAAAAABHQ/f6Lz1vfiDgI/s72-c/023..JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-3782467632050934418</id><published>2011-03-17T12:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T12:16:10.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fool again?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1TSQXCoJdIg/TYGI4Y72mZI/AAAAAAAABGY/YBlDRK-SU1U/s1600/020..JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y-jwVK40rpY/TYGI4APsMaI/AAAAAAAABGI/ZeqamYOgrhg/s1600/016..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y-jwVK40rpY/TYGI4APsMaI/AAAAAAAABGI/ZeqamYOgrhg/s400/016..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584895508635988386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TD2fkMvms5Y/TYGI4EsOVxI/AAAAAAAABGQ/Wo6H-fMjDrY/s1600/017..JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TD2fkMvms5Y/TYGI4EsOVxI/AAAAAAAABGQ/Wo6H-fMjDrY/s400/017..JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584895509829408530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zpOFFXfhcOU/TYGIvXxzNSI/AAAAAAAABGA/UFG-J5f2Wz4/s1600/018..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zpOFFXfhcOU/TYGIvXxzNSI/AAAAAAAABGA/UFG-J5f2Wz4/s400/018..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584895360334247202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P-g35CGQ5Ig/TYGKhl-02xI/AAAAAAAABGg/xxkoRtXlIeo/s1600/020..JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P-g35CGQ5Ig/TYGKhl-02xI/AAAAAAAABGg/xxkoRtXlIeo/s400/020..JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584897322652064530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to do my side french braid yesterday. :-)&lt;br /&gt;gonna try and get a better attempt later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i'm going out today! hehe. Rango with Li-anne &amp;amp; Jarrod later. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;finally, some time for myself. been so occupied with dance, chemistry and homework.&lt;br /&gt;i think imma burn out soon. and SYF's on 30th March! O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been very disturbed about my state of heart, and mind. i promised to be happy, but it seems as though the more focused i am on trying to be happy, the harder it is. and it's very frustrating cos i don't like being upset.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, it's heart over mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'd leave my guy problems aside and deal with my academics first.&lt;br /&gt;so, sorry.&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/5017685084033852397-3782467632050934418?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/3782467632050934418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=3782467632050934418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/3782467632050934418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/3782467632050934418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2011/03/fool-again.html' title='Fool again?'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y-jwVK40rpY/TYGI4APsMaI/AAAAAAAABGI/ZeqamYOgrhg/s72-c/016..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-5348563856541148816</id><published>2011-03-15T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T20:57:51.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>falling a thousand feet per second.</title><content type='html'>HYPOCRITE, n.&lt;br /&gt;One who, professing virtues that he does not respect, secures the advantage of seeming to be what he despises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- the Devil's Dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm not ok, but what does it matter? not as though i can bring of the past back.&lt;br /&gt;i've promised to leave 2010 behind, and i'm keeping it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-5348563856541148816?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/5348563856541148816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=5348563856541148816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/5348563856541148816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/5348563856541148816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2011/03/falling-thousand-feet-per-second.html' title='falling a thousand feet per second.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-6367521268084501777</id><published>2011-03-09T10:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T10:32:17.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so differently.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AFbuA44LzBM/TXbmf0jvqiI/AAAAAAAABF4/PyrfDosYtNA/s1600/P1170157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AFbuA44LzBM/TXbmf0jvqiI/AAAAAAAABF4/PyrfDosYtNA/s400/P1170157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581902222531209762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i've got nothing to hide.&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/5017685084033852397-6367521268084501777?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/6367521268084501777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=6367521268084501777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/6367521268084501777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/6367521268084501777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2011/03/so-differently.html' title='so differently.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AFbuA44LzBM/TXbmf0jvqiI/AAAAAAAABF4/PyrfDosYtNA/s72-c/P1170157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-6878154025523177178</id><published>2011-03-04T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T21:49:20.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so won't you fly with me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ekrbj6noLyQ/TXDtPq3QRQI/AAAAAAAABFw/xhPDzPIaVHM/s1600/136..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ekrbj6noLyQ/TXDtPq3QRQI/AAAAAAAABFw/xhPDzPIaVHM/s400/136..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580220791771907330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO PEEPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEC 4&amp;amp;5 CAMP 2011 WAS DAAAAAAAAAA BOMB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BEST EVER, SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;CONFIRM NO CAMP CAN BEAT THIS ONE.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE IT TTM! &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i was pretty negative abt it at first but as we progressed as a class, i slowly started letting go. it was wild, crazy, and a good 3 days of sheer good fun.&lt;br /&gt;i REALLY SUPERLY ABSOLUTELY love 4/1 and i definitely love Ms Tiu, PM Topi, YY &amp;amp; Muzz! &lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;:&lt;br /&gt;so i guess ms tiu will laugh at all our pictures tonight, hahah. but hey, what's not to love about camp, right? :) &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea.. what's a dream without believing? I know i can do anything, just gotta focus on which one comes first. :) everyone can be superman, but not all at once or all the time. so if need be, take a breath, Rach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's abt it. now i can't wait for another &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL FOUR ONE, ONE FOR ALL. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-6878154025523177178?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/6878154025523177178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=6878154025523177178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/6878154025523177178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/6878154025523177178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2011/03/so-wont-you-fly-with-me.html' title='so won&apos;t you fly with me.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ekrbj6noLyQ/TXDtPq3QRQI/AAAAAAAABFw/xhPDzPIaVHM/s72-c/136..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-2000299888196189746</id><published>2011-02-26T23:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T23:22:37.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been so angry with myself.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, this really sucks a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-2000299888196189746?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/2000299888196189746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=2000299888196189746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/2000299888196189746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/2000299888196189746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2011/02/been-so-angry-with-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-2252985791640189813</id><published>2011-02-11T15:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T15:42:41.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CROSS COUNTRY DAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;was awesome, and so is 4/1 2011. &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sorry i'm so bias! :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk, ciao. ^^&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/5017685084033852397-2252985791640189813?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/2252985791640189813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=2252985791640189813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/2252985791640189813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/2252985791640189813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2011/02/cross-country-day.html' title=''/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-3209174234211729729</id><published>2011-02-04T21:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T21:04:45.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soft kiss &amp; wine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OH YEAH,&lt;br /&gt;WHO'S GONNA YOUR VALENTINE THIS YEAR? :)&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/5017685084033852397-3209174234211729729?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/3209174234211729729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=3209174234211729729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/3209174234211729729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/3209174234211729729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2011/02/oh-yeah-whos-gonna-your-valentine-this.html' title='soft kiss &amp; wine.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-1915614452245289246</id><published>2011-02-04T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T20:57:03.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>@heyboulevard.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TUv2Z0XcRUI/AAAAAAAABFY/DvT-3XIpEHk/s1600/012..JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TUv2Z0XcRUI/AAAAAAAABFY/DvT-3XIpEHk/s400/012..JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569816287587878210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;when will the time come for us to break out of this shell? we're all so afraid of what other people think of us, that it's keeping us form what we truly want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;rachaelosborne&lt;/span&gt;. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-1915614452245289246?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/1915614452245289246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=1915614452245289246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/1915614452245289246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/1915614452245289246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2011/02/heyboulevard.html' title='@heyboulevard.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TUv2Z0XcRUI/AAAAAAAABFY/DvT-3XIpEHk/s72-c/012..JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-3678734464845321458</id><published>2011-02-02T15:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T15:32:30.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seee-ennnn-whyyyyyyyyy 2011.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TUkGurDlsgI/AAAAAAAABFQ/_LQ0xDARxA4/s1600/129..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TUkGurDlsgI/AAAAAAAABFQ/_LQ0xDARxA4/s400/129..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568989813121856002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;祝你们新年快乐! &lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;:&lt;br /&gt;heh. this is the best opportunity to eat all i can (^.^)&lt;br /&gt;hahahah. actually, i can't. i've gotta control this diet of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY celebration in school today. was ok i guess. ;)&lt;br /&gt;lunch w/ Jo Yi, Vania, Sureerat, Arunrat &amp;amp; Vania's sis after that. Jing Xuan left early. cny mahhhhhhhhhhhhhh. spent extra time @ bpp w/ Ber &amp;amp; RJL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was leaving the bus, this stupid jerk tripped me and my wallet dropped. and when i picked it up, all the coins dropped out but since it was my stop alr, i just got off. -_- and he didn't even apologise! wtffffffffffff. SOME GUYS AH. urghhhhh. cannot tahan people like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah, nevermind. cannot be unhappy during the new year.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, Nicole alr say "how many happy 2011s you want?" HAHAHA. i wanna many many! &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, the sun is out. i think i'll go down for a nice swim. :)&lt;br /&gt;heehee. ciaooooooooooooooooz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Y)&lt;br /&gt;Oh! and one last thing,&lt;br /&gt;I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THE DANCERS. THEY MAKE ME HAPPPPYYYYYYYYYYYYY.&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/5017685084033852397-3678734464845321458?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/3678734464845321458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=3678734464845321458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/3678734464845321458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/3678734464845321458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2011/02/seee-ennnn-whyyyyyyyyy-2011.html' title='seee-ennnn-whyyyyyyyyy 2011.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TUkGurDlsgI/AAAAAAAABFQ/_LQ0xDARxA4/s72-c/129..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-3209156937471097503</id><published>2011-01-16T20:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T21:02:13.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything's over.</title><content type='html'>FIVEHUNDRED-TH. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello hello.&lt;br /&gt;school's been really draggy and i know i should be really happy but it just kinda demoralizes me a bit. i'm over all the stupid stuff that happened last year. i'm over the mistakes i made, and i don't exactly hold anymore regrets. so, that's done with. &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance is friggin' awesome. even though it takes up like a gajillion hours of my time, i guess i really love it cos it allows me to do anything i want through my forms of expression. hahah. not to mention the awesome people. \m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okkkkkk, must get serious alr. hardcore studying at Jurong Library w/ Dhaniah. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;must plan out study timetable. -__________________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk, byeeeeeeeez. &lt;:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-3209156937471097503?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/3209156937471097503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=3209156937471097503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/3209156937471097503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/3209156937471097503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2011/01/everythings-over.html' title='everything&apos;s over.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-778341372540912521</id><published>2011-01-12T19:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T19:48:38.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i had hope, blind faith.</title><content type='html'>hello&lt;br /&gt;back from school and CJC. &lt;:  school's been boring uh, for the past few days. just a bunch of homework and yes, i'm feeling the stress now. :-/ goshhhhhhhhhhhh. didn't go for dance today, instead went to CJC with Nicole &amp;amp; Atika. but still have to check out the JC of my dreams. ^-^  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*PLAYS EPIC MUSIC*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i don't know what to post now. it's like so fucking boring in school la. stayed in school with Azril, Granum, Yuehao &amp;amp; Edison yesterday. fucking lame man, i swear. hahah. but love them ah, always crack me up when i'm sad. hahahah. &lt;333333333333333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok, daddy is like bugging me to cook dinner now. ciao. :)  Love, Rachael. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ps/ be who you are. because whatever you pretend to be, will get you in a big mess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-778341372540912521?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/778341372540912521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=778341372540912521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/778341372540912521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/778341372540912521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-had-hope-blind-faith.html' title='i had hope, blind faith.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-2476338589971893351</id><published>2011-01-04T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T21:20:19.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna be a part of somethin' i don't know.</title><content type='html'>i survived day 1 of school 2011. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;actually, it's pretty much the same. my classroom is still on the same level. and i have to waste 2mins just walking back and forth to class everyday. aiyohhhhhhh. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind, as long as i'm with my dearest classmates. it's gonna be wow. oh, class comm was selected today. give it up for Yi Wei &amp;amp; Guodong! ^-^ heheh. k, it's awesome la actuallyyyyyyy. haha. only thing i prolly can't get used to is the '4/1'. like, 4 years alr? GOSHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's Ber's birthday. &lt;3 IT'S GONNA BE AWESOME, THANK YOU TO THE ARTS EXPOSURE PROGRAMME. hahahahaha. &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, love Miley Cyrus' can't be tamed.&lt;br /&gt;remove the video and you'll prolly understand how she feels.&lt;br /&gt;the lyrics mean a lot and somehow, i get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school again tmr, this year sec 1s, are like super quiet! &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Rachael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"follow your dreams"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-2476338589971893351?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/2476338589971893351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=2476338589971893351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/2476338589971893351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/2476338589971893351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-wanna-be-part-of-somethin-i-dont-know.html' title='I wanna be a part of somethin&apos; i don&apos;t know.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-6763088143781787788</id><published>2011-01-03T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T22:26:28.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what do complete hearts look like?</title><content type='html'>helloluv. &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow we start our new beginnings. (: heh.&lt;br /&gt;gonna see all my dear classmates whom which i have not been able to catch up with during the past 2 months of holiday. and i am very happy cos i managed to accomplish a lot this holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. study chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;#2. go overseas! (Phuket, KL, Italy. &lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;#3. spend time with friends.&lt;br /&gt;#4. 'me' time! &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah. awesomezzzzzzzzzzzz. ok, i need to focus more this year. but.. still haven't got a new year resolution and i don't plan to make that one! although, i should think abt my commitment to cell grp every friday. hahah. JIAYOU! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, tata everyone. see you all tmr! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-6763088143781787788?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/6763088143781787788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=6763088143781787788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/6763088143781787788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/6763088143781787788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-do-complete-hearts-look-like.html' title='what do complete hearts look like?'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-3895450178569410529</id><published>2011-01-02T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T21:50:00.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in with the old.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSBPDhCIr4I/AAAAAAAABEY/67pFxgeQl04/s1600/001..JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSBPDhCIr4I/AAAAAAAABEY/67pFxgeQl04/s400/001..JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557528862000721794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; church with family this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; orchard to meet Ber &amp;amp; Kuya.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; cut my hair! (but pictures are with kuya!)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Plaza Sing aft that to buy something special. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Bugis for a new wallet! ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERY HAPPY! my hair's quite short now but it's ok. it'll grow. haha.&lt;br /&gt;bought a verrrrrryyyyyyy cute wallet! haha. plus, i wanted to buy something form Cotton On but didn't get the chance to! :( nvm, shall go shopping very soon, if i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, school's starting soon, and i haven't even packed my bag. btw, i didn't get to buy my bag today. :-/ so, i'll be using my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AWESOME red dickies'&lt;/span&gt; next year. \m/ not everything has to be new right? i like sticking with the old. &lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 2011 everyone. &amp;amp; don't ruin your 2011 cos of some stupid asshole who broke your heart. I can honestly say, IT'S NOT WORTH IT. :D so cheer up, and erase them form your head cos honestly, you deserve so much more! (: so see you guys soon and have a happy happy new year! ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaoooooooooooo ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-3895450178569410529?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/3895450178569410529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=3895450178569410529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/3895450178569410529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/3895450178569410529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2011/01/in-with-old.html' title='in with the old.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSBPDhCIr4I/AAAAAAAABEY/67pFxgeQl04/s72-c/001..JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-8842141495987393598</id><published>2011-01-02T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T21:48:59.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everyone's around.</title><content type='html'>new year's post. (01-01-11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear everyone,&lt;br /&gt;2011 is a good year, and we should start it being happy.&lt;br /&gt;forget 2010, leave everything bad that happened then and start anew with 2011.&lt;br /&gt;sorry if i've pissed any of you off last year, let's bury it in the past and look towards the future, keep moving forward. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with that, i wish you a happy happy new year. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Love, Rachael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;'If you believe in yourself and with a tiny pinch of magic, all of your dreams can come true.'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-8842141495987393598?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/8842141495987393598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=8842141495987393598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/8842141495987393598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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it's fullest this year.&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to it, and wish you all a happy happy new year! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“&lt;span&gt;Be real, because a mask only fools people on the outside.&lt;br /&gt; Pretending to be someone your not, takes a toll on the real you,&lt;br /&gt; and the real you is more important than anyone else.&lt;/span&gt;”                                                              &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Rachael ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-628593653002743536?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/628593653002743536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=628593653002743536' title='0 Comments'/><link 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mess.&lt;br /&gt;turn a page, i'm a book, half unread.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-2025535644687798347?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/2025535644687798347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=2025535644687798347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/2025535644687798347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/2025535644687798347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/12/manage-me-im-mess.html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-5528804721722783289</id><published>2010-12-26T10:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T10:44:18.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>get over it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;know what i really hate? stupid people who keep making assumptions and believe that whatever people tell them, is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm fifteen, i make mistakes and i learn from them. i experience heartbreaks and many other things. i don't steal people's boyfriends. i've been there, i know exactly how a girlfriend would feel. you think it's so nice? it's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate having to wake up in the morning knowing that i can't change what people think of me because their so self centered and can only think of themselves and believe that if people say i'm a bitch, then i am. it's extremely fucked up. you should get to know who i am, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't even know who my real friends are now. i've been hurt so many times that i honestly feel that i'm starting to build a wall around me. i let my feelings out because there's so much hurt inside, not because i'm gaining sympathy. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nobody would understand how i feel. coming from such a good family and still feeling like this? wtf. life takes me down everyday and puts me in a situation that i don't wanna take charge of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your ex girlfriend hates me. and i don't even know her. i don't understand why she hates me so much cos &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i've never even talked to her&lt;/span&gt;. sure, if she's talked to me before and still hates me for me, then i understand. but i've never talked to her in my entire life. i wonder how she's even come to know of me. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really would like to wake up every morning knowing that everything's gonna be ok, and that when i go to school, i won't have to deal with all the shit, and crap and the fake friends. i really do. but i hate school cos of that, and nothing's gonna change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fk this.&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/5017685084033852397-5528804721722783289?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/5528804721722783289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=5528804721722783289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/5528804721722783289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/5528804721722783289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/12/get-over-it.html' title='get over it.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-5478675027235473130</id><published>2010-12-08T16:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T17:04:38.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.vagabondish.com/wp-content/uploads/florence-italy-sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 254px;" src="http://www.vagabondish.com/wp-content/uploads/florence-italy-sunset.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HER IT IS. THE DAY THAT WE'VE BEEN WAITING FOR.&lt;br /&gt;ITALY IS TONIGHT BABYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO EXCITED THAT'S WHY I'M TYPING IN CAPS. HAHAHA. OMGGGGGGG, GONNA SPEND ONE WEEK WITH THE AWESOME DANCERS &amp;amp; MR MICHAEL &amp;amp; MS MANDY. AHHHHHHHHHHHH. WAS SCREAMING VERY LOUDLY EARLIER ON. I JUST CHANGED SUITCASE TODAY (AGAIN) AND IT'S LIKE 13KG? OK OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cup noodles, milo packets, oreo biscuits and everything is packed. i am sooooooooooooo excited. what's more, DAN SAID IT'S SNOWINGGGGGGGGGGGGG. :D AWESOME ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYBODY TO BE AT THE AIRPORT AT 930PM. FLIGHT'S AT 1AM. DINNER WITH FAMILY (♥) BEFORE GOING! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember last month i was counting down and it was like 41 days? so long. then after passing time in phuket &amp;amp; KL, it's super near. especially when dance camp was just last week. awesomezzzzzzzzzzzz. Japan people coming back on 10th. won't get to see Martin, Ber, Jo Yi, Ryan, Darius, Lloyd, Val, and the other awesome people. :'( haiyahhhhhhhhhh. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I MISS THEM! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sec 1 camp's in 1 months time. so coool &amp;amp; excited babyyyyyyyyy &lt;: hahah. ok, gotta go nowwwwwwwwww. i shall fb &amp;amp; tweet some more before going off for early dinner. argh. so hungry. once again, ITALYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY ♥ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;(sorry, i'm just like too excited, lol.)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao amigas. :D&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/5017685084033852397-5478675027235473130?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/5478675027235473130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=5478675027235473130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/5478675027235473130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/5478675027235473130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/12/her-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-8567374295897964206</id><published>2010-12-07T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T19:50:32.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-8567374295897964206?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/8567374295897964206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=8567374295897964206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/8567374295897964206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/8567374295897964206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/12/sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-406675464951438596</id><published>2010-12-06T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T00:35:46.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i got new extensions today.&lt;br /&gt;dark red &amp;amp; light brown. gonna go back and prolly get platinum blonde or something. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with ku jie this afternoon, and was late for performance @ esplanade. :-/ before that, headed to far east for my extensions. wanted to get the curly one! lol. very coool. &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;then hit marina barrage for an event, left early cos i needed to come home &amp;amp; pack. like finally, i'm done.  there's dance tmr and it's gonna be interesting. Mr Keh's coming down. idk for what. then dinner with ku jie tmr. finally sashimi buffet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ grenade by bruno mars.&lt;br /&gt;♥ raise your glass by pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight luv.&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/5017685084033852397-406675464951438596?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/406675464951438596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=406675464951438596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/406675464951438596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/406675464951438596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-got-new-extensions-today.html' title=''/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-5782740590579619042</id><published>2010-12-01T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T23:38:18.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i love you, and i wish you knew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance camp @ 9am this morning. 2 choreographers came in today, Joanna from Germany &amp;amp; Josh from Canada. yes! their accents are super cool! back to dance camp again tmr! ♥ this.&lt;br /&gt;ps/ look at the stars, look how they shine for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-5782740590579619042?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/5782740590579619042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=5782740590579619042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/5782740590579619042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/5782740590579619042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-love-you-and-i-wish-you-knew.html' title=''/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-7535500715416279140</id><published>2010-11-29T22:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T22:56:53.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm sick of having to deal with your shit. the only nice thing you have to say is always about yourself. has it ever occurred to you how i feel? i hate having to keep putting myself down and expecting the rush of a thousand heartbreaks at once. i hate you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-7535500715416279140?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/7535500715416279140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=7535500715416279140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/7535500715416279140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/7535500715416279140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-sick-of-having-to-deal-with-your.html' title=''/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-1388618595806275438</id><published>2010-11-28T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T23:06:18.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i realise how fast time is passing. if i could change one thing about this whole year, it would've been studying harder in the beginning. not getting myself in messes, problems, and things that are better left unsaid. i have new classmates this year, and honestly, it's been great. I love 3/1 2010, can't wait for 4/1 2011. &lt;:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-1388618595806275438?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/1388618595806275438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=1388618595806275438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/1388618595806275438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/1388618595806275438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-realise-how-fast-time-is-passing.html' title=''/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-8826558112691864437</id><published>2010-11-28T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T23:00:51.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wherever i go.</title><content type='html'>open house was fun. didn't spend much time around the dance studio tho.&lt;br /&gt;missed out on all the fun. sometimes, i feel like i don't belong, y'know? :-/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Italy's in 10 more days? :D can't wait actually! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANOTHER THING I CANNOT WAIT FOR IS SEC 1 CAMP 2011. IT'S GONNA BE SUPERLY AWESOME, JUST LIKE THIS YEAR'S. EVERYONE'S GONNA GET SUNBURNT AGAIN! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go, things are changing and i gotta be ready for the worst.&lt;br /&gt;ps/ i felt the  rush of thousand heartbreaks in one. i hate you.&lt;br /&gt;pps/ if anyone has the songs:&lt;br /&gt;1) Lee Dewyze - sweet serendipity&lt;br /&gt;2) Miley Cyrus - wherever i go&lt;br /&gt;3) Elise Estrada - crash &amp;amp; burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLEASE LET ME KNOW K. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-8826558112691864437?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/8826558112691864437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=8826558112691864437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/8826558112691864437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/8826558112691864437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/11/wherever-i-go.html' title='wherever i go.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-3304021809710356235</id><published>2010-11-26T19:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T18:55:23.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something 'bout love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I AM BACK FROM MY AWESOME HOLIDAYS.&lt;/span&gt; yes, holidays. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;Phuket and KL. &amp;amp; i'm going back to KL again, 19th dec to christmas probably. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it's awesome. absolutely love phuket. i wish i can stay at the beach everyday.&lt;br /&gt;the water is like super clear. &amp;amp; KL is like shopping heaven. i bought a new pair of shoes. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;did a lot of relaxing my mind and get out of all my troubles and problem.s i feel so good now, heh. it felt like a peace of mind in KL, nothing to disturb me. &lt;:  tmr's open house. ahhh, full uniform. :-/ hope nothing gets screwed up. ): oh well, pray pray pray then! hahah.  kk, i gotta go! i wanna reblog pictures on tumblr. haha. &amp;amp; if you have tumblr, FOLLOW ME! &lt;a href="http://youroldbluejeans.tumblr.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;youroldbluejeans.tumblr.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SPAM SPAM SPAM.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. peace out! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're hot then you're cold. make up your mind.&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna spend the rest of my life waiting.&lt;br /&gt;oh and when you like a girl, stick to her. don't mess her up, douchebag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOMETHING 'BOUT LOVE! (Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-3304021809710356235?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/3304021809710356235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=3304021809710356235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/3304021809710356235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/3304021809710356235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/11/something-bout-love.html' title='something &apos;bout love.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-2864532860004285046</id><published>2010-11-11T17:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T17:10:41.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry christmas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HELLO PEEPS. &lt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HEADING TO PHUKET LATER ON, WON'T BE BACK TILL 16TH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FINALLY, A HOLIDAY FOR ME! WOOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BACK WHEN I'M BACK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ps/ mummy let me keep my red extension! :-)&lt;br /&gt;pps/ why're we being so cold to each other? we used to text like all the time and now, hardly. i'm sorry, i really really miss you. :-/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-2864532860004285046?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/2864532860004285046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=2864532860004285046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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say i'll be okay. but i'm hurting everywhere, not just my heart.&lt;br /&gt;what if i never get over him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so alone. so trapped and so hurt.&lt;br /&gt;somehow, it's not making any sense. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-7972492840065612617?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/7972492840065612617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=7972492840065612617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/7972492840065612617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-3371319863748608436?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/3371319863748608436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=3371319863748608436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/3371319863748608436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/3371319863748608436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-love-julia-sheer.html' title=''/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-1508538999098414571</id><published>2010-11-04T00:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T00:46:54.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so tired.&lt;br /&gt;not physically, mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired of you and your fucking lies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-1508538999098414571?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-6323854039979110723</id><published>2010-11-01T19:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T19:07:18.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you're happy and moved on, i should be too.&lt;br /&gt;but i just can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry for not being able to get over you till now.&lt;br /&gt;and i don't know why, but i just don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you.&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/5017685084033852397-6323854039979110723?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-2435269042901351189</id><published>2010-11-01T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T17:51:41.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TM6NcZXmg9I/AAAAAAAABD0/U56hoMwoP6A/s1600/087..JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TM6NcZXmg9I/AAAAAAAABD0/U56hoMwoP6A/s400/087..JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534516511070651346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;and who do you think you are, running around leavin' scars, collecting your jar of hearts and tearing love apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-2435269042901351189?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/2435269042901351189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=2435269042901351189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/2435269042901351189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/2435269042901351189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/11/and-who-do-you-think-you-are-running.html' title=''/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TM6NcZXmg9I/AAAAAAAABD0/U56hoMwoP6A/s72-c/087..JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-3582517063878432066</id><published>2010-10-29T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T23:33:39.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm somehow crushed.&lt;br /&gt;you're just tearing me from inside, aren't you?&lt;br /&gt;always putting up and act in front of me, being nice but all you're ever thinking is finding someone else. i know you. but i didn't know that you'd do something like that to me, especially me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i really can't trust you.&lt;br /&gt;you're so hard to figure now, i think i'd just wanna leave things this way.&lt;br /&gt;congratulations, i'm no longer needed in your life anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;time flies, people change. you only talk to me when you need me. other that that, you're too busy for words. so i guess you were one of those people who were supposed to walk into my life, teach me a lesson, and then walk away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-3582517063878432066?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-5618767400466074230</id><published>2010-10-27T18:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T19:00:02.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blinded by love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's becoming easier to realise that the best things in life&lt;br /&gt;are the ones that you never had to ask for. ♥&lt;br /&gt;indirectly meaning, friends. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs903.snc4/71606_1542306248893_1572068976_1240248_164999_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 212px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs903.snc4/71606_1542306248893_1572068976_1240248_164999_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello everyone. :P&lt;br /&gt;today's been seriously awesome. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; game for the sec 2s was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was stuck in the same classroom with Ryan, Martin, Lloyd, Darius, Asmaya on the hospital/counselling side &amp;amp; jo yi, vania on the housing side. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&gt; watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'mind your language'&lt;/span&gt; in 3/2 after the game. &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; back to class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;played &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;bombomchuckychucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; with Averyl, Mariah, Tatiana, Cindy, Jasmine, Ee Von, Jing Xuan &amp;amp; Jo Yi. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&gt; lunched with Maryanne, Yi Wei and Di.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;DANCE WITH THE SERIOUSLY AWESOME PEOPLE WHO NEVER FAIL TO MAKE ME SMILE. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atika taught me  a new game. laughed like hell cos we watched her play with Nana. So aggressive but totally fun! heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i love today. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;thanks everyone for the wishes, ♥&lt;br /&gt;really appreciate them. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, Rachael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ps/ HAPPY BIRTHDAY SOCK WEI. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-5618767400466074230?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/5618767400466074230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=5618767400466074230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/5618767400466074230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/5618767400466074230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/10/blinded-by-love.html' title='blinded by love.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-2833400968419036658</id><published>2010-10-24T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T17:34:40.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really don't know what i want now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get over yourself,&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling so selfish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-2833400968419036658?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-5729433164262262772</id><published>2010-10-24T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T00:17:18.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>eating my maggi mee now cos i'm so hungry and my back hurts like hell man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flag day this morning with Rach, Germaine, regina, batrisya &amp;amp; mamtha.&lt;br /&gt;met back up around 11.30+ and headed for school. headed for odt around 12.45.&lt;br /&gt;dance today was awesome. managed to finish the structure of the dance. now just gotta work on timing and polishing. ^.^ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(SERIOUSLY LOVE DANCE!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took the train home with rach ho, vico and alphonsine.&lt;br /&gt;seriously blasted music into my ears man. kept listening to the same song over and over again. y'know, the one that hurt us. :/&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone cannot msg. :/&lt;br /&gt;awww, goodnight everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;why do we wear a mask so often?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'cos we don't wanna let other people figure us out before we do.&lt;br /&gt;we just wanna take time off to escape our small little world and do whatever we want.&lt;br /&gt;kinda like a pause button. don't you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. miss you.&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/5017685084033852397-5729433164262262772?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-6528925908798931849</id><published>2010-10-22T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T21:49:03.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;i love what i do. and whether i do it or not, it's up to me.&lt;br /&gt;i have to learn how to be strong on my own, without you.&lt;br /&gt;please know that you've made me a strong girl, just let me do that on my own now. i'm gonna be okay.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;i hate to pretend. and you know that very well.&lt;br /&gt;we're screaming at each other in our heads, wishing neither of us ever existed.&lt;br /&gt;why are we pretending to be okay? pretending that there isn't anything wrong?&lt;br /&gt;why? i hate this. when're we gonna be really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;okay&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, rachael.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-6528925908798931849?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/6528925908798931849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=6528925908798931849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/6528925908798931849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/6528925908798931849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-so-sick-of-it.html' title=''/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-6987269569205167197</id><published>2010-10-21T12:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T13:01:31.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forever and always.</title><content type='html'>some people are just being assholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a week and things are still the same. we're still quarreling, still ignoring, and still attacking each other. you're still the same, and so am i. change isn't the variable here, so what's wrong with us? are we actually still believing in '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;us&lt;/span&gt;'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've both been busy with other stuff and right now, it seems that we've fallen out on our promises. right? everything seems so bleak, as you say it. don't forget, you're the one who's always thinking too far ahead. why're you trying so hard? and why am i not used to it? :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results are back, and i can say i'm happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;goodluck for O's people! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-going for dance later on. yes! heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-6987269569205167197?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/6987269569205167197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=6987269569205167197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/6987269569205167197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/6987269569205167197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/10/forever-and-always.html' title='forever and always.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-7144702509071051354</id><published>2010-10-20T21:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T21:12:51.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TL7qjkfm6SI/AAAAAAAABDk/p4B-qrx1so4/s1600/088..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TL7qjkfm6SI/AAAAAAAABDk/p4B-qrx1so4/s400/088..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530115289270118690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i keep wondering why we're hanging on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we love, hate, miss, break and destroy each other all the time.&lt;br /&gt;why do we keep ding this to ourselves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i just can't understand  you.&lt;br /&gt;you drive me up and down the wall. it's frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;why are we trying and yet not trying at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, rach.&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/5017685084033852397-7144702509071051354?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/7144702509071051354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=7144702509071051354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/7144702509071051354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/7144702509071051354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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GOODBYE, AND DON'T LOOK BACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T CRY COS IT'S OVER.&lt;br /&gt;SMILE COS IT HAPPENED. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-7319794582511916842?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/7319794582511916842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=7319794582511916842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/7319794582511916842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/7319794582511916842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/10/if-you-dont-know-what-to-do-most.html' 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italic;"&gt;hurting&lt;/span&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry you're making stupid decisions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-3871648726294445173?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/3871648726294445173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=3871648726294445173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/3871648726294445173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/3871648726294445173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/10/y.html' title='(D)'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-3142676941388341104</id><published>2010-10-10T20:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T20:29:54.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TLGvuB612eI/AAAAAAAABDc/Wfqf0OpzQf4/s1600/090..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TLGvuB612eI/AAAAAAAABDc/Wfqf0OpzQf4/s400/090..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526391423084386786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;it's finally come to a point where it's intolerable.&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i still treat you as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who helped you out when you felt like drinking till you lost your senses?&lt;br /&gt;who told you to keep on believing?&lt;br /&gt;who believed in you?&lt;br /&gt;can't believe you're doing this to me.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i realise how you choose your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你真是忘恩负义.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;rachael.&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/5017685084033852397-3142676941388341104?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/3142676941388341104/comments/default' title='Post 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/8308754305037210250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/8308754305037210250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/09/somehow-it-just-doesnt-feel-right.html' title=''/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-1783717748987462946</id><published>2010-09-30T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T21:59:32.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TKSXJuBs5rI/AAAAAAAABDM/vMO6YgtNA8M/s1600/079..JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TKSXJuBs5rI/AAAAAAAABDM/vMO6YgtNA8M/s400/079..JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522705236292855474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something's wrong. i wanna run away, but i don't know what i'm running away from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm sick of all the fighting.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of all the rumours, the gossip.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like just giving up now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;y'know, i've learnt to be okay without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TKSXJuBs5rI/AAAAAAAABDM/vMO6YgtNA8M/s72-c/079..JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-2686011212347636998</id><published>2010-09-23T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T23:23:07.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; AMERICAN HONEY&lt;br /&gt;BY LADY ANTEBELLUM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-creds to Ardilah for sharing the song during lit. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i miss sitting with Shai. &amp;amp; Nicole, Ardilah &amp;amp; Esther behind us. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Italy or australia? :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-2686011212347636998?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/2686011212347636998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=2686011212347636998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/2686011212347636998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/2686011212347636998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-american-honey-by-lady-antebellum.html' 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TJoQVezuFuI/AAAAAAAABDA/IJx7PuEgQZE/s400/073..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519742254529255138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i've never been able to make decisions for myself.&lt;br /&gt;and now that i can, i hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;your ignorance has finally proven to me that i should never have cared in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;i hate you, stupid kitty cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-9189540891521592891?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;any&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;strongly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="cursor: default;" id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;felt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;emotion,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;such&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;as&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;hate,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;envy,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;etc&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love dance. should prolly be mia-ing right now. haiz. so lazy. :/&lt;br /&gt;nights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-5085373450363088752?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/5085373450363088752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=5085373450363088752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/5085373450363088752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-1500854654674751841?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/1500854654674751841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=1500854654674751841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/1500854654674751841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/1500854654674751841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/09/went-to-shais-church-for-her-event.html' title=''/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-1811944186834950423</id><published>2010-09-08T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T21:45:41.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TIeRijSphEI/AAAAAAAABCQ/bhWzhvIgvmE/s1600/072..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TIeRijSphEI/AAAAAAAABCQ/bhWzhvIgvmE/s400/072..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514536291513500738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i've been slacking much this holiday.&lt;br /&gt;i have been studying, dancing, and learning. i feel good now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, ms tiu's gonna kill me for not bringing most of my books back, but it's ok. hahah. i don't even have the english comprehensions to do for this holiday. and it's alr like wed. tmr's thursday. i feel screwed. it's so much to do in like 4 days? and i still ahve to write 老师 my chinese letter? wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind.  slow &amp;amp; steady wins the race. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ps/ you're the harmony to every song i sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TIeRijSphEI/AAAAAAAABCQ/bhWzhvIgvmE/s72-c/072..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-6779350858530440253</id><published>2010-09-06T22:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T22:45:40.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why do we keep lying to ourselves, huh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love Taylor Swift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her songs are the little things that make me smile to myself. &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps/ funny, you promised we'd be alright. look at us now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-6779350858530440253?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/6779350858530440253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=6779350858530440253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/6779350858530440253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/6779350858530440253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/09/why-do-we-keep-lying-to-ourselves-huh.html' title='why do we keep lying to ourselves, huh?'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-4450535729090689699</id><published>2010-09-04T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T23:59:02.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;september already?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should be MIA now right?&lt;br /&gt;aiyahh. see how la. lazy. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta mug, and i will. see you around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-7175891658085153768</id><published>2010-09-04T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T23:55:36.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just think.</title><content type='html'>i feel stupid for always allowing myself to get angry over stupid things. i mean, i find it very ironic how i keep telling people to smile and get over it consciously, but i just can't do it for myself. is that the way it's suppose to work? i didn't know how angry i felt at that moment. i hate how i always say, 'don't let your emotions get to you', and here i am, letting it get to me. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dislike how easy it is to read me now. i used to love hiding everything and people not noticing it. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i loved it&lt;/span&gt;. i loved how troubled i used to be. and then hearing myself cry it all out at night felt so damn good. it felt like i was getting rid of the pain, the struggles. i wanna be happy. and i am, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sometimes&lt;/span&gt;. funny, isn't it? how life can make you so happy one day and the next, completely like an idiot. yes, it's funny. funny how how we met, we fought, we cried, we got back together, fought again, then laughed about it, and pretending like there was never anything. funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the same time, i wonder what kind of a person i am. i'm so mean sometimes. like a bitch. i do hate it, but there are just these some moments when you just love being it, unconsciously of course. i like being happy, seeing people smiling for the right reasons. i feel like i should be like that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but am i really a hundred percent &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-7175891658085153768?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/7175891658085153768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=7175891658085153768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/7175891658085153768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/7175891658085153768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-think.html' title='just think.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-6658218583336539447</id><published>2010-09-03T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T23:32:01.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YA, IT'S YOU CB.</title><content type='html'>I SWEAR I WANT TO FKING THROW THE RED ELMO AT YOU. AND AT ONE POINT IN TIME, SAY FK YOU, BITCH. YOU ARE SUCH AN ASSHOLE. PEOPLE ALWAYS BEING NICE TO YOU, THEN YOU GUAILAN THEM. MAKES ME FKING DISGUSTED TO THINK THAT I ACTUALLY LOVED YOU. FKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK YOU LA CB. HOPE YOU GO TO HELL AND I NEVER WANNA SEE YOUR FKING FACE AGAIN. MAJOR SHITHEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FK HEAD. STUPID A-HOLE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-6658218583336539447?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/6658218583336539447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=6658218583336539447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/6658218583336539447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/6658218583336539447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/09/ya-its-you-cb.html' title='YA, IT&apos;S YOU CB.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-6906430498455345550</id><published>2010-09-03T23:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T23:13:39.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another bites the dust.</title><content type='html'>there's is nothing to do on friday night.&lt;br /&gt;this sucks. should i get started on all the work the teachers' dumped on us?&lt;br /&gt;shit man. i have to muggggggggggg tis &lt;s&gt;holiday&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, night.&lt;br /&gt;ps/ take care in hk, babe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-6906430498455345550?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/6906430498455345550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=6906430498455345550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/6906430498455345550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/6906430498455345550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/09/another-bites-dust.html' title='another bites the dust.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-3714572374134439251</id><published>2010-09-01T09:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T09:53:55.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today i just wanna cry.</title><content type='html'>every feel like breaking down when you see something you don't wanna see?&lt;br /&gt;or feel something you don't wanna feel?&lt;br /&gt;or hear something you don't wanna hear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like that, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everyday&lt;/span&gt;. do you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-3714572374134439251?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/3714572374134439251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=3714572374134439251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/3714572374134439251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/3714572374134439251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/09/today-i-just-wanna-cry.html' title='today i just wanna cry.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-4451440119931475027</id><published>2010-08-31T16:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T16:59:52.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe you were right.</title><content type='html'>maybe this is stupid.&lt;br /&gt;maybe this was all a lie.&lt;br /&gt;maybe this should never have happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fcuk these feelings. i'm missing you as hell. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-4451440119931475027?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-431915416067746917</id><published>2010-08-28T22:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T22:16:24.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is love.</title><content type='html'>i love head over heels by boys like girls.&lt;br /&gt;it's fucking awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-431915416067746917?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/431915416067746917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=431915416067746917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/THPTZjN2NLI/AAAAAAAAA_8/TsqKPWRxg6E/s1600/064..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/THPTZjN2NLI/AAAAAAAAA_8/TsqKPWRxg6E/s400/064..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508979205107758258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i love Nicole &amp;amp; Shai. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their nonsense is what i love coming to school for. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been crazily spamming fb with either lyrics or quotes.&lt;br /&gt;i think insanity is coming soon huh.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, Natasha chose teenage dream for her song in lit.  ^.^&lt;br /&gt;i'm like super hooked on to it now. &lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying my best to not text, call or even look at you.&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm trying really hard not to cry over you, because every tear is just one more reminder that i don't know how to let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx.&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/5017685084033852397-4501396793030835495?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/4501396793030835495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=4501396793030835495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/4501396793030835495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/4501396793030835495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/08/teenage-dream.html' title='teenage dream.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/THPTZjN2NLI/AAAAAAAAA_8/TsqKPWRxg6E/s72-c/064..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-4387233486012374617</id><published>2010-08-22T21:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T21:39:41.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;it has seemed to be the only familiar word to me this past week.&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/5017685084033852397-4387233486012374617?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/4387233486012374617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=4387233486012374617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/4387233486012374617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/4387233486012374617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/08/cry.html' title=''/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-2792909368477797733</id><published>2010-08-21T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T23:52:38.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can only imagine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;update/&lt;br /&gt;I'm stressed @hell in school.&lt;br /&gt;seriously. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HATE AMATHS &amp;amp; EMATHS &amp;amp; CHINESE. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't cope. i haven't even taken the geog test. wtf is this? :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese students are here to visit our school for an exchange program kinda thing. i wanna go japan. But i think if i don't host, i won't go. there go my chances. i feel like crying every time i think abt it. i wanna go japan so bad. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&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/5017685084033852397-2792909368477797733?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/2792909368477797733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=2792909368477797733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/2792909368477797733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/2792909368477797733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-can-only-imagine.html' title='i can only imagine.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-1028516293163278757</id><published>2010-08-13T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T14:56:00.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i may not have gone through life as far as everyone has.&lt;br /&gt;but i do know one thing, if you say i'm not worth it, then i'm not. simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but cos i never got the chance to tell you, i love you.&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/5017685084033852397-1028516293163278757?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/1028516293163278757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=1028516293163278757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/1028516293163278757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/1028516293163278757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-may-not-have-gone-through-life-as-far.html' title=''/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-151324146160760290</id><published>2010-08-09T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T23:58:21.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>imagine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TGAlgwWJbMI/AAAAAAAAA_0/xReOWMOqUs0/s1600/069..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TGAlgwWJbMI/AAAAAAAAA_0/xReOWMOqUs0/s400/069..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503439989310581954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if only you knew, what i wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if only you saw, the tears i dropped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if only you felt, my bleeding heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx.&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/5017685084033852397-151324146160760290?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/151324146160760290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=151324146160760290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-7103860444422146357</id><published>2010-08-08T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T23:03:10.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all i know, is broken.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;you claimed you'd break my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;congratulations, you've broken it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i don't really blog about feelings often cos i don't have the need to. but somewhere, somehow, i want to, right now. i feel bad. not evil kinda bad but like a mirror shattering kinda bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so stressed and tense inside. i feel like my feelings and frustrations are just being bottled up inside all the time. i don't give in easily, i'm sure you know that. but this time, something about you just made me wanna be happy and mischievous. the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i-wanna-jump-off-a-cliff-and-feel-the-adrenaline-rush&lt;/span&gt; kind of feeling. y'know? the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'it's okay, i forgive you'&lt;/span&gt; mood. being in to someone like you, put my entire academics on the line.&lt;br /&gt;my bestfriend was right, you can't be trusted. you're a flirt, a playboy. still, i fell for you. thinking back on it now, there wasn't a reason to. it's stupid, cos at the end of the day, i was fighting for someone who i thought was never gonna let me go. but it was really foolish of me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;give up!&lt;/span&gt; it's always easier said than done. yes, i do wanna hold on to every single moment i was around you. but i can't. cos i know i'm not the only girl who's felt that way before. and if it takes me leaving for you to realise that, then i'm willing to leave. i'm sorry, for you. cos you don't know a good thing till it's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we fought, we ignored. and i really do miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-7103860444422146357?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/7103860444422146357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=7103860444422146357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/7103860444422146357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/7103860444422146357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/08/all-i-know-is-broken.html' title='all i know, is broken.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-4367288848749528175</id><published>2010-08-06T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T22:16:36.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss you.&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/5017685084033852397-4367288848749528175?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/4367288848749528175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=4367288848749528175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/4367288848749528175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/4367288848749528175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-6879692762506445476</id><published>2010-08-03T20:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T21:01:47.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thousand kisses.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i will wear a '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; HK&lt;/span&gt;' shirt on friday.&lt;br /&gt;cos i love HK and not SGP. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah. no lah.&lt;br /&gt;my class wearing white. boohoo. &gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's a mjor fucked up place to be.&lt;br /&gt;and so is seeing you all the time.&lt;br /&gt;it hurts, for awhile. but after realising I'm not the only girl in your life, i forget it.&lt;br /&gt;it's a waste of time. yes, you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&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/5017685084033852397-6879692762506445476?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/6879692762506445476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=6879692762506445476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/6879692762506445476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/6879692762506445476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/08/thousand-kisses.html' title='thousand kisses.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-6305341094879954636</id><published>2010-07-30T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T22:17:07.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“She will chase around for a while,&lt;br /&gt;but there’s going to be a day when she’s gonna stop running in circles around you.&lt;br /&gt;She’s gonna get over you, and at that very moment,&lt;br /&gt;you’re going to wish you had let her catch you.”&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/5017685084033852397-6305341094879954636?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/6305341094879954636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=6305341094879954636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/6305341094879954636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/6305341094879954636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/07/she-will-chase-around-for-while-but.html' title=''/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-563779671285102686</id><published>2010-07-30T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T22:20:46.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There’s always that one person, no matter how long it’s been, or how badly they’ve treated you, if they say I love you, you will say it back.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-563779671285102686?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-1412389605972956603</id><published>2010-07-28T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T23:02:07.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a thousand miles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i can't seem to remember the last time i was this tired.&lt;br /&gt;has it really been 7 months coming 8 soon? gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and EOYs are like in 8 weeks or so? shiatz.&lt;br /&gt;diediedie. -.- today, i confirm failed my Amaths + Geog test.&lt;br /&gt;cos i was sick yesterday. oh jolly me. NOT. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&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/5017685084033852397-1412389605972956603?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/1412389605972956603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=1412389605972956603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/1412389605972956603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/1412389605972956603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/07/thousand-miles.html' title='a thousand miles.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-3076894407247529206</id><published>2010-07-15T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T22:14:23.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>camerafrenzy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when yu think that your world is crashing down on you,&lt;br /&gt;and you feel like giving up and there's absolutely nothing you can do,&lt;br /&gt;think again. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's always a brighter side behind every dark cloud.&lt;br /&gt;so shake it off, cheer up, and move on.&lt;br /&gt;cos no matter what, life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;smile, cos every &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;minute you frown is  sixty seconds of happiness you'll never get back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's been stressful.&lt;br /&gt;that word has finally entered my vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully the mass run tmr will destress me a bit, followed by PE.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps/ even though i really love you,&lt;br /&gt;imma smile cos i deserve to.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-3076894407247529206?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/3076894407247529206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=3076894407247529206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/3076894407247529206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/3076894407247529206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/07/camerafrenzy.html' title='camerafrenzy.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-1512819957516491203</id><published>2010-07-11T23:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T23:09:17.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sixfeetunderthestars.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TDnekOqC1zI/AAAAAAAAA9k/YcUvB9Tokz0/s1600/063..JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TDnekOqC1zI/AAAAAAAAA9k/YcUvB9Tokz0/s400/063..JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492665934546130738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love my dear annoying cousin,&lt;br /&gt;partner in crime, annoying and fabulous Khairul Anwar. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to hang with you in KL soon.&lt;br /&gt;miss you douche. &gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOLLAND AND SPAIN LATER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna see the octopus die. ^.^&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/5017685084033852397-1512819957516491203?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/1512819957516491203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=1512819957516491203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/1512819957516491203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/1512819957516491203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/07/sixfeetunderthestars.html' title='sixfeetunderthestars.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TDnekOqC1zI/AAAAAAAAA9k/YcUvB9Tokz0/s72-c/063..JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-8226994707142982743</id><published>2010-07-09T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T21:44:39.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't build me up if you're just gonna break me down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love will screw you up and down till you've got nowhere to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i prefer to stay out of it, thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's been long. being stretched everywhere? worse.&lt;br /&gt;i love Miss Ivy. she belly belly farney. ^^&lt;br /&gt;i love Shairel, Dianne and Nicole for continuously entertaining me on a day to day basis. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your lips like sugar.&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/5017685084033852397-8226994707142982743?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/8226994707142982743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=8226994707142982743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/8226994707142982743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/8226994707142982743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/07/dont-build-me-up-if-youre-just-gonna.html' title='don&apos;t build me up if you&apos;re just gonna break me down.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-360029707610393145</id><published>2010-07-03T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T23:17:16.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xx.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i promised to do well in my studies and in other stuff this year.&lt;br /&gt;what's holding me back? :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps/ there's just no holding back, when your heart's under attack.&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/5017685084033852397-360029707610393145?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/360029707610393145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=360029707610393145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/360029707610393145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/360029707610393145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/07/xx.html' title='xx.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-7389479799072966888</id><published>2010-06-30T22:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T22:41:48.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forgive me, but i hate you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love binomial theorem.&lt;br /&gt;i love going to odt every night.&lt;br /&gt;i love sitting with dianne, nicole &amp;amp; maryanne in Mr Tan's car. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;and, i love how i don't give a heck anymore. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx.&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/5017685084033852397-7389479799072966888?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/7389479799072966888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=7389479799072966888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/7389479799072966888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/7389479799072966888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/06/forgive-me-but-i-hate-you.html' title='forgive me, but i hate you.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-8808652572221836204</id><published>2010-06-27T16:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T16:11:24.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm finally active on twitter. (lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx.&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/5017685084033852397-8808652572221836204?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/8808652572221836204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=8808652572221836204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/8808652572221836204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/8808652572221836204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-finally-active-on-twitter.html' title=''/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-7802419870047199323</id><published>2010-06-27T00:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T00:58:53.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;was bloghopping.&lt;br /&gt;found this on &lt;a href="http://headedforheartbreak.blogspot.com"&gt;caryl's blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR  BOY SIDE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You love  hoodies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;You love  jeans.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dogs are  better than cats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;It’s hilarious  when people get hurt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Shopping is torture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad movies   suck.&lt;br /&gt;You own a car racing game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You played with Hot Wheels cars  as a kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;At  some point in time you wanted to be a  firefighter.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You used to be obsessed with Power Rangers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You   have watched sports on TV.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Gory movies are cool.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You   go to your dad for advice.&lt;br /&gt;You own like a trillion baseball caps.&lt;br /&gt;You   used to collect hockey cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baggy  sweats are cool to wear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It’s  kinda weird to have  sleepovers with a lot of people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Green,  black, red,  blue, or silver are one of your favorite colors or all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You   love to go crazy and not care what people think.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sports are  fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;You talk  with food in your mouth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sleep  with your socks on at  night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You have fished at least once.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR   GIRL SIDE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You love to shop.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You wear  eyeliner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You  wear the color pink.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You go to your  mom to talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You consider cheerleading  a sport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hate wearing  the color black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You like going to the mall.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You  like getting manicures and/or  pedicures.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You like  wearing jewelery.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cried watching The Notebook.&lt;br /&gt;Skirts   are a big part of your wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shopping  is one of your  favorite hobbies. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;You don’t like the movie Star  Wars.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are/were in gymnastics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It  takes you at  least one hour to shower, dress up, and makeup.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You   smile a lot more than you should.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You have more than 10   pairs of shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You care about what you look like.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You  like wearing dresses when you can.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You like wearing  high heel shoes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You used to play with dolls as  little  kid.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You like putting  makeup on others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;You   like being the star of everything.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink is one of your   favorite colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(whoa.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appearance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am shorter than 5’2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I   have many scars.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I tan/burn easily.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I  wish my hair was a different color.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have friends who have  never seen my  natural hair color.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am   self-conscious about my appearance.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve had/have braces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ve   been told I’m attractive by a complete stranger.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have   more than two piercings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I’ve had  piercings in other places besides  ears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embarrassment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ve  slipped out a “lol” in  spoken conversation.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Disney movies still make me  cry. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ve  laughed so hard I’ve cried&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve  glued my hand to something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I’ve laughed  till some kind of  beverage came out of my nose.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve had my  pants rip in  public.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve gotten stitches.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve  had my appendix  removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve sat in a doctor’s office with a  friend.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve  had my wisdom teeth removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve had  serious surgery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I’ve  had chicken pox.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experiences:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ve   gotten lost in my city.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve seen a shooting star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve   wished on a shooting star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve seen a meteor shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ve   gone out in public in my pajamas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ve pushed all   the buttons on an elevator.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve kicked a guy where it  hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been to a  casino.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been skydiving.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve gone  skinny dipping.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve  drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve  crashed/rolled a car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve  been skiing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been in a musical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve  caught a snowflake or  snow on my tongue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I’ve seen the  Northern  Lights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve sat on a rooftop at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ve  played a  prank on someone. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ve ridden in a taxi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve   seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ve eaten Sushi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve   been snowboarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’m single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I’m   in a relationship.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m engaged.&lt;br /&gt;I’m married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I   miss someone right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve gotten divorced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I’ve   told someone I loved them when I didn’t. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ve  told  someone I didn’t love them when I did.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honesty /  Crime:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ve  done something I promised someone else I  wouldn’t. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ve  done something I promised myself I  wouldn’t. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ve  snuck out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ve  lied to my parents about where I am .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ve  cheated  while playing a game. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I’ve ran a red  light.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve  been in a fist fight.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been arrested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Materialism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I   own over 5 rap CD’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I had/have an  unhealthy obsession with anime /  manga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I own designer  purses, costing over $100 a piece.&lt;br /&gt;I own  something from Pac Sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I  own something from The Gap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I own  something I got from E-Bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I  own something from Abercrombie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  can sing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stolen  a tray from a fast food restaurant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Open  up to others easily. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I don’t kill  bugs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I sing in the shower. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I am a  morning person.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I paid  for my cellphone ringtone.&lt;br /&gt;I am a  sports fanatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I twirl my hair. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I care  about grammar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have  “?”’s in my screen name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love   spam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve copied more than 30 CD’s in a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I bake well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My  favorite  color is either white, yellow, pink, red, blue, black, purple,  or  orange. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I would wear pajamas to school.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I   like Martha Stewart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know how to  shoot a gun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I am guilty of   tYpInG lIkE tHiS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I laugh at my own jokes. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I   eat fast food weekly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve not turned anything in   and still got an A in a certain class.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can’t sleep  if there is a spider in the  room.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am really ticklish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I   like white chocolate.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I bite my nails&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m   good at remembering faces. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’m good at remembering  names. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I’m good at remembering dates.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Graduated  High School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kissed  someone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Smoked cigarettes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Got so drunk you  passed out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rode  every ride at an amusement park.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Collected  something really stupid.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone to a rock concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Helped   someone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gone fishing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Watched four   movies in one night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Gone long periods of time with out   sleep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lied to someone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snorted cocaine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Failed   a class.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoked weed.&lt;br /&gt;Dealt drugs.&lt;br /&gt;Taken a college   level course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Been in a car accident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in a tornado.&lt;br /&gt;Done   hard drugs (i.e. ecstasy, heroin, crack, meth, acid).&lt;br /&gt;Watched someone   die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Been to a funeral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Burned  yourself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ran a  marathon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your parents got divorced.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cried  yourself  to sleep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spent over  $200 in one day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flown   on a plane.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Cheated on someone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Been  cheated on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Written a  10 page letter.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone  skiing. (both cross-country and  downhill)&lt;br /&gt;Been sailing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had  a best friend.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lost  someone you loved.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoplifted   something.&lt;br /&gt;Been to jail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watched the “Harry  Potter”  movies&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Dangerously close to being in jail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had   detention.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Skipped school.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Got   in trouble for something you didn’t do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stolen books from   the library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gone to a different country.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dropped   out of school.&lt;br /&gt;Been in a mental hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had an online   diary.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fired a gun.&lt;br /&gt;Gambled in a casino.&lt;br /&gt;Had a yard   sale.&lt;br /&gt;Had a lemonade stand.&lt;br /&gt;Actually made money at the lemonade   stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Been in a school play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been  fired from a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taken a  lie detector test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swam with dolphins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Gone to sea world.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voted  for someone on a reality TV show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Written  poetry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Read  more than 20 books a year.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone to  Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loved  someone you couldn’t have.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondered  about your sexuality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Used  a coloring book over age 12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Had surgery.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Had  stitches.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taken a  taxi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seen the  Washington Monument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had more  than 5 IM’s/online  conversations going at once.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overdosed.&lt;br /&gt;Had  a drug or  alcohol problem.&lt;br /&gt;Been in a fist fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suffered any  form of abuse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had  a hamster.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Pet a wild  animal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Used a  credit card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone surfing in California.&lt;br /&gt;Did  “spirit day” at  school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Dyed your hair.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a  tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had  something pierced.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Got straight A’s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been on the Honor   Roll.&lt;br /&gt;Known someone with HIV or AIDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taken pictures with a  webcam.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Started a fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotten caught  having a party  while parents were gone away.&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/5017685084033852397-7802419870047199323?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/7802419870047199323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=7802419870047199323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/7802419870047199323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/7802419870047199323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/06/was-bloghopping.html' title=''/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-1489764212575374844</id><published>2010-06-27T00:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T00:29:26.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and my heart is broken.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TCYqD9pYnmI/AAAAAAAAA9M/uQLh9QaqQto/s1600/060..JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TCYqD9pYnmI/AAAAAAAAA9M/uQLh9QaqQto/s400/060..JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487119443573644898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm addicted to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;impossible&lt;/span&gt; by Shontelle. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting this morning.&lt;br /&gt;tuition in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;great dinner in the evening.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a day. work to complete. ):&lt;br /&gt; school's re-opening too! good and bad. :/&lt;br /&gt; oh well. time to really fucking get serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;ps/ you'll never get me back, that's for sure. &lt;blockquote&gt;tell him i was happy.&lt;br /&gt;tell him all i hoped would be impossible.&lt;/blockquote&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/5017685084033852397-1489764212575374844?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/1489764212575374844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=1489764212575374844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/1489764212575374844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/1489764212575374844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-my-heart-is-broken.html' title='and my heart is broken.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TCYqD9pYnmI/AAAAAAAAA9M/uQLh9QaqQto/s72-c/060..JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-5736689951325495854</id><published>2010-06-25T09:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T09:13:39.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes it's just the littlest things that make us smile. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was waiting for my dad at the train station yesterday before dinner.&lt;br /&gt;i saw tis lady, earphones in her head, frowning as she walked down the mini steps.&lt;br /&gt;and then when a car arrive before her, she put on the widest smile ever and got in.&lt;br /&gt;i was guessing it was her hubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's what really made me smile.&lt;br /&gt;you don't need chocolates, flowers, big items.&lt;br /&gt;all you need can be as simple as a pick-up from your husband.&lt;br /&gt;even that brings  a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-5736689951325495854?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/5736689951325495854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-8428785153865650333</id><published>2010-06-21T21:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T21:20:01.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SHOPPING UNSUCCESSFUL.&lt;br /&gt;KL HAS DISAPPOINTED ME. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, bye.&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/5017685084033852397-8428785153865650333?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/8428785153865650333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-5085856383445042864</id><published>2010-06-19T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T21:48:48.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shut up and kiss me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4049/4528711395_9c920bfc60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 271px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4049/4528711395_9c920bfc60.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;day one in KL,&lt;br /&gt;1 dress, 1 top, 1 short and 2 belts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M STILL LOOKING FOR THE HIGH WAISTED SHORTS FOR DIANNE.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, rach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(18th June) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KEEGAN CHONG WEI KANG. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(19th June) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RACHEL JANE LIM. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you korkor &amp;amp; twin. &lt;3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-5085856383445042864?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/5085856383445042864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=5085856383445042864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-6380986816983371896</id><published>2010-06-19T00:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T00:09:36.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;KL TMR BABY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you. take care.&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/5017685084033852397-6380986816983371896?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/6380986816983371896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=6380986816983371896' title='0 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type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TBr3taKoyzI/AAAAAAAAA9E/14NvqKxeq7s/s1600/029..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TBr3taKoyzI/AAAAAAAAA9E/14NvqKxeq7s/s400/029..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483967855767112498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My muscles are pretty sore today.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't really move around. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, later Imma be in school for an sc thing.&lt;br /&gt;then come home and pack. yep, pack for KL. :D&lt;br /&gt;will be away from 19th to 23rd. :) that gives me plenty of time for shopping. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished watching Glee, all episodes, and Kurt is super hot! (:&lt;br /&gt;so is Mark Salling, Naya Rivera and Dianna Agron. :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah. I think I shall go pack my room first.&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-2030229301746603705?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/2030229301746603705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=2030229301746603705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/2030229301746603705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/2030229301746603705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/06/cant-pick-up-phone.html' title='can&apos;t pick up the phone.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TBr3taKoyzI/AAAAAAAAA9E/14NvqKxeq7s/s72-c/029..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-8124609094977861964</id><published>2010-06-17T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T22:31:12.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cupid shot me in the eye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE GLEE.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE KURT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched glee before dance today.&lt;br /&gt;then came home and watched again.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was good.&lt;br /&gt;maybe tomorrow will be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;ps/ i'm not missing you.&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/5017685084033852397-8124609094977861964?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/8124609094977861964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=8124609094977861964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/8124609094977861964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/8124609094977861964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/06/cupid-shot-me-in-eye.html' title='cupid shot me in the eye.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-5838818490475881899</id><published>2010-06-16T23:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T23:46:40.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.detaicerppanu</title><content type='html'>this must be like the third time I changed my skin this week. &gt;&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure daddy will kill me if he notices how I'm spending my free time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be studying. and it doesn't mean flipping trough books.&lt;br /&gt;It means hardcore revising, understanding, reading up everyday.&lt;br /&gt;I swear, I'll prolly die by the end of this holiday. oh wait, what holiday?&lt;br /&gt;plus, 220 push-ups. (dancers!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh. today's been a rough day.&lt;br /&gt;many won't understand what I'm going through.&lt;br /&gt;If you do, good for you.&lt;br /&gt;much thanks to Kim Sarah, Vic, Joanna, Rach Ho and Alphonsine for the "cheering up".&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bimbo's back alr. I'm excited to hear his stories of how he bimbotified the streets of Perth. :P hahah. he'll prolly kill me after reading this. (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mig's off to the philippines! I'll be off to KL on saturday. SHOP SHOP SHOP! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's about it. nothing new.&lt;br /&gt;soooooo, ciao. &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps/ you've forgotten about _ _.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-5838818490475881899?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/5838818490475881899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=5838818490475881899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/5838818490475881899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/5838818490475881899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/06/detaicerppanu.html' title='.detaicerppanu'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-8798093881518297883</id><published>2010-06-13T01:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T01:22:47.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TBPCRxp2Y_I/AAAAAAAAA88/Nq_zux0d6uY/s1600/026..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TBPCRxp2Y_I/AAAAAAAAA88/Nq_zux0d6uY/s400/026..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481938782082458610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I REALLY MISS YOU NOWWWWWWWWWWWW.&lt;br /&gt;bye hunneh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&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/5017685084033852397-8798093881518297883?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/8798093881518297883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=8798093881518297883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/8798093881518297883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/8798093881518297883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post_13.html' title=':)'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TBPCRxp2Y_I/AAAAAAAAA88/Nq_zux0d6uY/s72-c/026..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-6795600193366292760</id><published>2010-06-11T00:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T00:26:26.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(♥)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TBEP7UNEcTI/AAAAAAAAA8s/FEelJ7W00h8/s1600/028"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TBEP7UNEcTI/AAAAAAAAA8s/FEelJ7W00h8/s400/028" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481179733196828978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ltc camp was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;♥ SOLO (group 4) + MR LOH. :D&lt;br /&gt;- kayaking with Desean &amp;amp; Darius.&lt;br /&gt;- survivor island, boomnetting, skywalk, flying fox with group 3. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;- campfire was the bomb.&lt;br /&gt;-rafting with dearest SOLO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ltc 2010 was the best.&lt;br /&gt;and i miss it so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;i miss twin.&lt;br /&gt;i miss kuya kevin.&lt;br /&gt;i miss momma Ann.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS/ LOVE IS LIKE A GAME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU EITHER WIN OR YOU LOSE.&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/5017685084033852397-6795600193366292760?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/6795600193366292760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=6795600193366292760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/6795600193366292760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/6795600193366292760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='(&lt;font color=red&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt;)'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TBEP7UNEcTI/AAAAAAAAA8s/FEelJ7W00h8/s72-c/028' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-4581238128155530487</id><published>2010-06-06T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T22:11:58.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ciao.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hello all.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going camping tmr at bintan with dear friends and fellow sec 3 leaders. ^^&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck i don't die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kthxbai. (THANKYOU BAIYUEHAO. :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, rach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-4581238128155530487?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/4581238128155530487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=4581238128155530487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/4581238128155530487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/4581238128155530487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/06/ciao.html' title='ciao.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-3779892802034114208</id><published>2010-06-05T09:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T09:43:29.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>close one eye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i don't know what i want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's it, i really don't know. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sentosa yesterday with Kevin, Nana, Philip, Hilary, Dawn, Kennedy, Keegan, Nicole, Brendan, Michael, Shona, Alex, Evelyn, Celine, Louis, Miguel, Janille, Jerome, Munchelou and Amanda. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;highlights&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;: 360 degree flips with kuya was definitely the best. Nana and Louis did nice ones. Phil not so much but managed to get there. hahah. dog and bone with everyone was definitely awesome. &lt;: (the buried my slipper and now it's like a little broken.) SUNBURN!  so yep. dinner at vivo after that. the rest of us did parkour also. then we started singing. LOL.  alrightaye. i've got a major sunburn this time and it hurts like nobody's business. gonna go down to odt for dance later. but gonna see the sec 1's showcase! ^^ i can't moveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. &gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye, xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;PS/ doesn't it suck&lt;br /&gt;to leave the one you love?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been trapped for far too long.&lt;br /&gt;and yet, i still don't know what i want.&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/5017685084033852397-3779892802034114208?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/3779892802034114208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=3779892802034114208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/3779892802034114208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/3779892802034114208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/06/close-one-eye.html' title='close one eye.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-6862512332250352375</id><published>2010-06-02T10:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T10:14:15.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>singing eh-oh, singing eh-oh.</title><content type='html'>i'm not sad love, i'm disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;whatever you did, it's got nothing to do with me anymore. and you should know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello. nothing much since saturday.&lt;br /&gt;my tin was 3/4 full and yes, i was very happy! ^^&lt;br /&gt;so church on sunday the usual.&lt;br /&gt;went to school on monday for ltc briefing. stayed home and packed yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;today, imma suppose to go to party but i don't wanna go.&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna be super awkward. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so imma stay home and finish packing. -.-&lt;br /&gt;goodbye, take the world with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;rach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;PS/ HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALEX MARCUS HAN ZHENGYUAN! AKA. BIMBO. :D&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-6862512332250352375?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/6862512332250352375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=6862512332250352375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/6862512332250352375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/6862512332250352375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/06/singing-eh-oh-singing-eh-oh.html' title='singing eh-oh, singing eh-oh.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-2143934992682759531</id><published>2010-05-29T23:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T00:01:24.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a lie.</title><content type='html'>before I start,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so extremely disappointed in you,&lt;br /&gt;i can't find words to describe this feeling right now,&lt;br /&gt;cos all i know is that i hate you and i wanna punch you so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought you'd be the one to do this to me.&lt;br /&gt;how could you? to think i even trusted you. i thought you were my friend.&lt;br /&gt;i thought you'd never backstab me like this, or do anything to hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;thanks a lot.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flag day today with Michael &amp;amp; Bernice. down to Orchard &amp;amp; bugis. (:&lt;br /&gt;lunch &amp;amp; snack with Randall and co. @ Bugis.&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired, sleepy and really frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;hope church tmr will make me feel better. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night &amp;amp; xoxo, rach.&lt;br /&gt;ps/ i think you suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy birthday to my dear bestfriend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kennedy Teo Jie Yi&lt;/span&gt; who turned fifteen today. ^^&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/5017685084033852397-2143934992682759531?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/2143934992682759531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=2143934992682759531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/2143934992682759531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/2143934992682759531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-lie.html' title='what a lie.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-142044432971979975</id><published>2010-05-28T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T22:38:01.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>but no, we can't turn back time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"a friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kennedy&lt;/span&gt;, (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-142044432971979975?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/142044432971979975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=142044432971979975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/142044432971979975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/142044432971979975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/05/but-no-we-cant-turn-back-time.html' title='but no, we can&apos;t turn back time.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-3276278565339527397</id><published>2010-05-27T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T23:20:19.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe this time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;last day of school today for first semester.&lt;br /&gt;report card came home with me today, too disappointed with myself.&lt;br /&gt;i mugged like mad for SA but it still wasn't any use, since i failed my CA.&lt;br /&gt;completely pulled down my marks. &gt;: and i was right abt my conduct: &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; only.&lt;br /&gt;today, i was prolly the most devastated person ever. (I guess only Janille understood.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, nothing much happened this morning.&lt;br /&gt;slacked cos no lessons, briefing in hall was boring, as usual. - ended at 10.10am.&lt;br /&gt;down to canteen for breakfast, started carwash around 10.50 around there.&lt;br /&gt;major fun with all the retards. &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duty started around 12.30, but Ryan replaced me till 3.30. ^^&lt;br /&gt;so patrolled and met two majorly cute babies. Dhaniah knew them, i think.&lt;br /&gt;went to MRL for awhile since there were people still patrolling and found Maryanne sleeping there. -.-&lt;br /&gt;left around 6plus with the usuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired now.  but i still wanna listen to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;break your heart by Taio Cruz &amp;amp; Ludacris.&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;ps/ somewhere between all our laughs, long talks, stupid little fights, and all our jokes, i fell in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5017685084033852397-3276278565339527397?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/3276278565339527397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=3276278565339527397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/3276278565339527397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/3276278565339527397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/05/maybe-this-time.html' title='maybe this time.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5017685084033852397.post-7622339263835966931</id><published>2010-05-26T18:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T21:31:16.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you can't make up your mind, mind, mind, mind, mind.</title><content type='html'>hey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;you can't make up your mind,&lt;br /&gt;please don't waste my time.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to rewind.&lt;br /&gt;I wish out hearts can come together as one.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school today? idk.&lt;br /&gt;cos I didn't go. rested at home after my two days of continuous activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;monday- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Road relay in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;                YOG board-making in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tuesday-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOG exhibition. stayed for like four hours in the hall.&lt;br /&gt;                sports carnival in the afternoon. (which I really enjoyed, &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p280/zerglin/Smileys/biggrin.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 15px;" src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p280/zerglin/Smileys/biggrin.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; but was so tired after that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so daddy let me stay home today.&lt;br /&gt;parents teacher conference tmr! did i mention i hate ptc?&lt;br /&gt;i haven't even gotten back all of my results yet. i hope report card tmr won't let me down that much. ):&lt;br /&gt;but i think I'll get a &lt;u&gt;'good'&lt;/u&gt; conduct only, and i think i failed my physics overall ._. (stupid! I pass my MYE but fail my CA. -.-)&lt;br /&gt;i think too much, i think. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;facebooking now, and chatting w/ Yuehao &amp;amp; azril.&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss all of them this holiday man. ): cannot 'like a bull-a-shit' as often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, I'm looking forward to dance practices this June holidays. :)&lt;br /&gt;get to spend time/bonding with the new juniors and the crazy sec twos.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna play cherades, taboo, marco polo in the dark and psychiatrist. :P&lt;br /&gt;just the thought of all of it gets me so excited. wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah. gotta go, ciao. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps/ i know you'll wait. but you can't wait forever. thank you for wanting to take second chances but I'm pretty sure you deserve someone better. someone who can put you as their first priority and someone who'll stop hurting you. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm unable to do that.&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/5017685084033852397-7622339263835966931?l=mismatches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/feeds/7622339263835966931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5017685084033852397&amp;postID=7622339263835966931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/7622339263835966931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5017685084033852397/posts/default/7622339263835966931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatches.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-cant-make-up-your-mind-mind-mind.html' title='you can&apos;t make up your mind, mind, mind, mind, mind.'/><author><name>(R)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06661918588086657352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_QOkWx0fJA/TSCDUD4tsiI/AAAAAAAABEk/jDZA7JlWGz4/S220/001..JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p280/zerglin/Smileys/th_biggrin.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
