<?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-1390476808961262975</id><updated>2012-02-16T21:07:42.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in the speed of light-</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>170</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-6548616431714657398</id><published>2009-06-03T13:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T13:25:01.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://riddlemcknight.livejournal.com/"&gt;moved&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! :D&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/1390476808961262975-6548616431714657398?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/6548616431714657398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=6548616431714657398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/6548616431714657398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/6548616431714657398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-moved-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-9217187186225306645</id><published>2009-06-02T09:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T09:57:18.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;watch my life through a television&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;honestly, this was the coolest week ever with alot of stuff to say about everyday, but i've forgotten everything D: oh well! will start from this week on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adios! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-9217187186225306645?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/9217187186225306645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=9217187186225306645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/9217187186225306645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/9217187186225306645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/06/watch-my-life-through-television.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-272085891201731119</id><published>2009-05-23T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T23:12:02.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i've never been happier(:&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/1390476808961262975-272085891201731119?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/272085891201731119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=272085891201731119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/272085891201731119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/272085891201731119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-never-been-happier.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-1044646302473866771</id><published>2009-05-21T18:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T18:42:09.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tux.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;4 9268 2 484)): 4'6 76 76779. i wish i wouldn't be such a depressed moron. i really could've just let it be, it would have been easier. sighs. and now i feel unbelievably terrible about it. i love where i am now, i don't want it to ever change. i don't think i could ever deal with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p.s. 459.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-1044646302473866771?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/1044646302473866771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=1044646302473866771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/1044646302473866771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/1044646302473866771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/05/tux.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-9118922393206699700</id><published>2009-05-18T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:07:37.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;London, New York &amp;amp; Kansas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;results sucked): i don't think i deserve what i got for A math and physics. i studied day and night for it, tsk. but i'm not demoralised *shakes head* nope, nope. i'll work harder. oh gosh, i feel so sad. i feel like i disappointed mr loh /: sighs. and shileng. gah, he's gonna be so upset)):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;GAHH! GRR): !! UHH, PFFTT. sighs): tsk! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial;"&gt;angry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-9118922393206699700?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/9118922393206699700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=9118922393206699700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/9118922393206699700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/9118922393206699700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/05/london-new-york-kansas-results-sucked-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-3505277568649503347</id><published>2009-05-18T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T20:46:01.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Honey Flakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;happy now? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-3505277568649503347?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/3505277568649503347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=3505277568649503347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/3505277568649503347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/3505277568649503347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/05/honey-flakes-happy-now-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-2616372695087652109</id><published>2009-05-18T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T20:23:40.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Angels and Demons day! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i liked today, and i love that lady who thought i was gay, rofl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;459. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-2616372695087652109?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/2616372695087652109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=2616372695087652109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/2616372695087652109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/2616372695087652109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/05/angels-and-demons-day-d-i-liked-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-171225330478534807</id><published>2009-05-18T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T19:54:39.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;continue! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;trekking day! D: oh gosh, it was the most tiring thing i've ever done. i was all "grr.." at first cos i found myself so weak and couldn't keep on walking. but later i started singing with Sarah Teo! hahahaha! and we were so hyper that we were practically running. later Priya ate oreos and she started running with us and hopped with her giant bag, rofl! damn cool! we've suddenly got powerrrrr!! it was all about mentality. after such a long walk, we had to climb uphill, and was quite annoyed. but once we reached the top, it was breath-taking. instructor, " after your long climb, this is what pulau ubin has to offer you." it was totally worth it. every minute of that climb and walk was worth it((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;reached the public campsite, and oh gosh, the toilet sucked! i swear they reused the pee water! it was the same colour if you flushed it or not! D: !!! didn't get to shower that night. had sea expedition briefing in the night and went to ubin village. vesak day celebration was taking place then, so it was really crowded and bright, and we're actually quite lucky to see it cos not many people do so :D went back, and went to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 4&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;didn't sleep the whole night! insomnia strikes again): went to sleep at Sarah Teo's tent. weirdly, when i went there, she was awake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me: why're you awake Sarah?! it's 2 in the morning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sarah: the ocean sounds like mixing cornflakes D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hahahaha! hungry little girl! rofl! we prepared for our expedition quite fast, and set off. there was a little rain at first and everyone was sharing alot of jokes in the tiny hut we were stuck in, hahaha! but after that we set off. we actally finished really fast, 4 hours, thanks to Alyssa's 'awesome' map reading skills, hahaha! but i'm glad we finished it quick. cleaned the kayaks, which was also fun, hahaha! and thennnn, jetty jump!!! :D me and nishan shouted each other's name before jumping in, hahaha! right after my jump, i saw a jellyfish with a heartshape on it! that little creature made my day. i wanted to see one for ages! hahahaha! HAPPPYYYY(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;had a long good shower, squeaky clean! :DD and celebration dinner! i liked the food, gosh it was tasty! hahaha! but that night, i was really quite excited to go home already(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 5&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;got up to pack up everything, carried a bag of apples. bought t-shirt! :D everyone was really reluctant to go home, and we really didn't want to leave out instructor): but oh well, it's all about the memories right :D came back to school and stuff, cabbed back with Hilary. didn't like this day to much. sometimes, i think it's awkward if i go missing for some time. it makes me seem a little back in time. and with it raining as well, and me pms-ing, no matter what, friday sucked /: but heck, once i fell asleep i was happy again :DDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;kayysssss! everything about OBS is done :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;E-N-G-S-O-O-N!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;we have survived till the end!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;we like to eat oreos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;then we become cheerios!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-171225330478534807?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/171225330478534807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=171225330478534807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/171225330478534807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/171225330478534807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/05/continue-day-3-trekking-day-d-oh-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-758311107672082370</id><published>2009-05-18T18:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T19:14:26.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;ENG SOON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;kayys, haven't blogged about OBS yet! :0 !! will do that now((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i was damn scared! D: i've got no ideaq why, but i was actually pretty nervous. the first thing i remember doing there is sorting out food. oh gosh, who'd have thought food would be so difficult to sort :0 !! funnyyyy, hahaha! next was trust fall! gah, i've always hated it. but oh well, i did it like second last. you know, though you're scared, you always know everyone below would catch you no matter what. so you actually don't need to worry(: telling the person falling "we'll catch you, trust us!" is not good enough, cos when you're the person up there it's difficult. but in the end, at the bottom when you're caught, it's this crazy thrill, like you flew! :D !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we did belaying after that.  doing that made us realise how important doing the trust fall was. when i was at the top, the instructor was like, "let go." and i was all "huh?!" and didn't wnat to, but i did anyways, and it was cool! i swear i was sit-floating, hahaha! everyone had a hand at belaying, it was funnnn!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after that was done, we went back to pack for our expedition. we had to cook our own dinner that night. honestly, i've never eaten so many canned food in one go before, rofl! but it was actually tasty. i think i'm only saying that cos i was insanely hungry *shrugs* :D showered, then bed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it was a sleepless night! D: our campsite was high up in some foresty place, and very tiring to walk up and down to, and we had to do that a kazillion times D: we had morning games and light exercise with Dhanabalan! that's where we met Birin! :DDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Birin: good morning angels,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Crescentians: good morning charlieeee :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hahahaha! it was damn damn cool! never knew his name till very mich later, heh. not my faultt! D: the first thing we had to do that day was our team's high element 'The Indiana'. i'm crazy scared of heights, but i completed my element anyway! you've got no idea how happy i was! :D Alyssa did it too! hahaha! i told her i'm not letting her down and will let her hang up there even if she let go, rofl! least it worked, she completed the whole thing. AWESOMEEEEE! watch buddy!! hahahah! belaying was tiring, just as tiring as climbing up the element itself. you're got to trust your belayers! uhuh! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the last thing we did that day was kayaking and the capsize drill, together with Alyssa! :D honestly, CAPSIZING IS DAMN FUN! hahahaha! we learnt the tx-rescue, did it in the middle of the sea with yi qing and kar yee, did it super fast and finished first, heheh.. everyone kayak-ed to camp 2, had a shower and spent the night there(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;quote! :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sarah Teo: how to spell kayaking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;instructor: spell it as "Kaya King"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hahahaha! will continue the rest later :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-758311107672082370?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/758311107672082370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=758311107672082370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/758311107672082370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/758311107672082370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/05/eng-soon-kayys-havent-blogged-about-obs.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-8108080076227327789</id><published>2009-05-15T19:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T19:51:54.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;grr, tsk):&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/1390476808961262975-8108080076227327789?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/8108080076227327789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=8108080076227327789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/8108080076227327789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/8108080076227327789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/05/grr-tsk.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-5228677448030622634</id><published>2009-05-10T08:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T08:55:49.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Everytime that we meet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I skip a heartbeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;okay, everyone's got to listen to this. i love this band! thank you Nat for showing it to me, rofl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;scouting for girls (heheh..) - I'm not over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: arial;" width="240" height="205"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_hewIrmDMuo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_hewIrmDMuo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="240" height="205"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i'm extremely bored, and free :D i like being free.. but it's awkward. everyone would have this feeling that something's missing, and it's a good something too. rofl. gosh, can't wait for school to end. HELLO ALYSSA AND NISHAN, MY OBS BUDDIESSSSS! SHOOT! IT'S GONNA BE SO FUN! :D HAHAHAHA! actually, i'm quite scared /: i've got no idea what to expect at all. night watch is gonna be fun, i really don't want to end up in someone else's tent like sherry's bro, rofl! but it should be awesome. and omg, so sandfly's! D: !!! heck the become so much darker part, but i don't want to be bitten as well, ahh): !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;kayys, one more day of freedom. might as well enjoy it, to the max! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-5228677448030622634?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/5228677448030622634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=5228677448030622634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/5228677448030622634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/5228677448030622634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/05/everytime-that-we-meet-i-skip-heartbeat.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-1738235877979627085</id><published>2009-05-06T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T15:59:34.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;it's a bigBIG secret. sshhh!&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/1390476808961262975-1738235877979627085?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/1738235877979627085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=1738235877979627085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/1738235877979627085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/1738235877979627085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-bigbig-secret.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-2624641855898021354</id><published>2009-05-01T11:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T11:41:43.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PS IS AWESOME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO PEARLYN! :D&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHO?! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-2624641855898021354?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/2624641855898021354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=2624641855898021354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/2624641855898021354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/2624641855898021354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/05/ps-is-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-3972077962365175068</id><published>2009-04-24T17:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T19:52:12.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I AM LEGEND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;today was awesome! rofl. i don't really know why thought. history rocked, and lit was a sleepy lesson, rofl. e maths was the usual, didn't make much sense, hahaha! then tamil! i find tamil like a play time lesson. i love going for it, rofl. it's not like we do anything much anyways, heh. physics is killing me D: oh gosh, hours and hours of it.. *plonk*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;teacher: *talking about G.P.E.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;me: soo.. let's say the height is 4m, and the gravitational strength is 10 right? so your G.P.E. would be 10 x 4 x ? :D (A)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;teacher: *shows fist*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;rofl! it's damn funny! hahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;teacher: you'd never see such simple questions, ever. it's an insult to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;pearlyn: it's okay teacher! you can insult us all you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;rofl! physics is kinda fun i guess. i likee :D though i can' exactly take hours of it, i'd die! slowly slowly(: oh gosh, i want to do more papers. so lazyyyy): and i feel so tired. the couch isn't the most awesomest place to fall asleep on. but least i woke up with a pillon and my blankey(: hahaha! it's either sleep walk, or mommy brought them. i rather sleep walk! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;omg, everyone's got to see this! MY DREAM CAR!! I'M FOREVER GOING TO LOVE YOU CAR-Y. AND I'LL GET YOU SOME DAY :DDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.conceptcarz.com/vehicle/default.aspx?carID=16250&amp;amp;i=4#menu"&gt;(&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;volvo s60 concept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;69 329 47 63837 26675383 9484688 968.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;do you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;what it's like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;when it's wrong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;but it feels so right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;nothing in this world can stop us tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;i can do what she can do so much better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;nothing in this world can turn out the light,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;i'm gonna make you feel alright, tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-3972077962365175068?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/3972077962365175068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=3972077962365175068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/3972077962365175068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/3972077962365175068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-legend.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-7269275097440658532</id><published>2009-04-19T17:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T17:53:50.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I see you walk across my room in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Nothing but the moonlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Now I love to see you in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;listen to song!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Guilty Pleasure - Cobra Starship&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And i came here to make you dance tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; i don't care about my guilty pleasure for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and i don't even know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; what kinda fool you're taking me for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; so you've got some brand new clothes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; you never could afford before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; oh brother spare us all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; we don't care anymore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; we just wanna get down on the floor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; you sell yourself to make it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; you can dish it, but can you really take it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; you're never gonna get it with nothing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; cause nothing's what you got in your head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; so stop pretending &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; [2x] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; i came here to make you dance tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; i don't care if I'm a guilty pleasure for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; shut up cause we won't stop &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and we're getting down till the sun's coming up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and i don't even read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Guilty Pleasure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; what the papers gotta say about me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; oh, no i can't believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; they take it so serious, seriously &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; i'm so bored, oh please don't talk anymore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; shut your mouth and get down on the floor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; so cynical &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; poor baby i can dish it cause i know how to take it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; you're never gonna win em all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; so fuck em if they can't take a joke &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; i'm just playing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; [2x] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; i came here to make you dance tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; i don't care if I'm a guilty pleasure for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; shut up cause we won't stop &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and we're getting down till the sun's coming up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and maybe someday i'll believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (maybe someday i'll believe) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; that we are all apart of some bigger plan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; tonight i just don't give a damn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (so shut your mouth it's time to dance) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; if the world is ending, i'm throwing the party &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; [repeat till fade out] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and i came here to make you dance tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; i don't care if I'm a guilty pleasure for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; shut up cause we won't stop &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and we're getting down till the sun's coming up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-7269275097440658532?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/7269275097440658532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=7269275097440658532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/7269275097440658532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/7269275097440658532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-see-you-walk-across-my-room-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-6541540835058702767</id><published>2009-04-13T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T20:48:03.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;star world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i don't remember what happened the whole weekk D: but i realized every science lesson is unbelievably hilarious, rofl! and E math is as usualy, confusing. A math.. ANOTHER EPISODE OF BARBIE AND FRIENDS :D history rocks! and uhh.. don't remember anything else.. oh! tamil! :D it's really not that bad.. hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;second last lesson for french was last week. though i'm crazy tired because i need to wake up early on weekends, but i really think i'm going to miss damien and also the fact that i'm in a class with so many different sort of people. it's seriously super cool(: and i don't remember what i did with the rest of my saturday.. *shrugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;my mommy and daddy came back home on sunday! and they bought me stuff! hahahaha! STUFF MAKES PEOPLE HAPPY :D i like stuff.. and my cousies have been coming over throughout the whole time, so it's been crazy cray fun, hahaha! omg, my cousie's hilarious! rofl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;*was a super cold night*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;me: *wakes up. sees cousie. tickles his nose*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;cousie: *hands were stuck in his blankey. refuses to take it out. starts wiggling his head*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;me: *comtinues tickling*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;cousie: *lifts head and starts whacking his face on the pillow*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hahahahahaha! who'd have expected that, rofl! sunday was quite a boring day, but oh well(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;i can't exactly put everything in a private post like you, so you can expect a letter kayys(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;well, i'm done for now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;byebyebye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-6541540835058702767?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/6541540835058702767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=6541540835058702767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/6541540835058702767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/6541540835058702767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/04/star-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-2133278565966263419</id><published>2009-04-05T13:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T13:34:35.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;FUN-tabulous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;kayys! start with fridayy! :D i don't remember.. *slaps forehead* uhh.. pe.. omg, i fell! so gross! so gross! and i was itchy the whole day, rofl. and xue ling punched me cos i punched her, rofl! oh well. then E math. I MISS MRS GEK D: nooooo! she's got to come back! dyinggg.. A math.. physics.. ENGLISH! :D i think i enjoy english.. with the fact that i pass and it's a super fun class of cos, went back, tuition.. i like tuition, weirdly. i think it's cos the dude's damn nice, and i feel smarter after that, rofl! like everytime after A math me and pearlyn think that's we've been enlightened, hahaha! so friday was a no special events day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;saturdayyy! morning's lesson! oh gosh, i seriously don't want to meet him on the train. we sound all alien and every'd stare at us *slaps forehead* but it's so cool, centre of attraction :D and he really isn't that bad looking.. though he doesn't have hair, rofl! and i think it's only cos he's extremely nice that's why i'm saying that, heh. AND HE PLAYS HANDBALL! :0 !! never played it before. watched, but never played. went out with mommy to get more blouses. every single one of my school blouse (mineee) looks like someone stepped on it, hahaha! so sad, so now i've got to wear and extremely yellow shirt again): ! and i really need to sew my pe shirt, rofl. i ain't no free show! D: daddy's not in singapore, need to wait for him. the first one he called when he reached was meeee! :D not even my mom, rofl. i feel so touched now :D hahaha! cousies stayed over, watched 'The Ring 2' (4 78455 73636237 843 8463 93 9282433 48(: ) it was funnn! such an awesome movie. samara looked so retarded climbing up the well in fast motion, hahaha! it was hilarious! ROFL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;today! woke up realising i feel asleep watching tv, rofl! what..?! tired(: omg, where's ninja fred?! :0 !! *searches everywhere* .. :D !! there you areeeee((: kayys! so, no breakfast.. no lunch.. i'm hoping there's dinner or i think i'm gonna die. and then i comes to what i'm doing now :D omg, the movie 'coming soon' is damn cool! hahaha! it's like a retarded jump out at you scary, rofl. and weirdly, the girl's damn pretty, and she's thai! :0 !! i never thought i'd ever say such a thing, rofl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: arial;"&gt;'coming soon' trailerrr!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JAR3WAyIJ0o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JAR3WAyIJ0o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and now to watch, '&lt;u&gt;babysitter wanted&lt;/u&gt;' ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QS7QzIjyGSU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QS7QzIjyGSU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and oh man, i want to watch 'the uninvited' ): but it's always in terrible quality D: so saddd): EMILY BROWNING :D hahaha! kayys, i think i'm done for now, *nods* this day's got to end faster, sighs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;i promise i've become unreadable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;i'm not scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-2133278565966263419?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/2133278565966263419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=2133278565966263419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/2133278565966263419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/2133278565966263419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/04/fun-tabulous-kayys-start-with-fridayy-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-5753716975081425356</id><published>2009-04-02T17:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T20:40:36.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Myth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;first, yesterday! i thought it was gonna suck, heh. but it was awesome! during english, we had some 'voting for student union thing,' and honestly, i really didn't think anyone would pick me /: but when everyone did i'm really so glad. i've always thought it was a very improper voting thing and no one actually wanted it, but i guess i finally realise it's not cos i'm supposed to get the respect cos i'm in-charge, but because you guys actually do trust me to to lead.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; I LOVE YOU 3S2b(: &lt;/span&gt;then there was thepublic speaking course. it was damn damn fun! hahahha! i was dreading it the whole day, but it was awesomeee(: gosh, can't wait for the next one, heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;todayyy! normal day i guess, nothing fun. had ss test D: wasn't so bad actually. everything that i studied came out, so heck. heh(: and then met my aunt and mom at woodlands. gosh, my aunt's hilarious! rofl. i think i've been with her so long that it's made me so, so much closer to her. one more day till the end of this week! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;4 4283 8447, 875.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-5753716975081425356?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/5753716975081425356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=5753716975081425356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/5753716975081425356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/5753716975081425356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/04/myth.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-5799700456480835103</id><published>2009-03-30T19:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T21:37:39.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Honor Society&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;-------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;See U In The Dark&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You were always the girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Who would give me girl advice whenever I needed it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My best friend in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My friends thought you were fine but I was always denyin' it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then one summer day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I saw you sitting by your swimming pool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I was thinking damn you really changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You're not the little girl I used to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You opened up my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I see you walk across my room in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nothing but the moonlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now I love to see you in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;See you in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My window, frames you like a Monet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't come back to bed yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cuz I love to see you in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;See you in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'll never see you the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The veil has been lifted, now I see you're gifted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My whole perspective has changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't think I can go back cause I will always desire it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't take another step&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Near me just in case we have regrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If tomorrow we go back to being friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'll think about the way you looked tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You opened up my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I see you walk across my room in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nothing but the moonlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now I love to see you in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;See you in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My window, frames you like a Monet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't come back to bed yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cuz I love to see you in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;See you in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Maybe if you were someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It wouldn't have to feel like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm wondering how you feel about me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Or was it just a friendly kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cause I'm seeing you for the first time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I see you walk across my room in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nothing but the moonlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now I love to see you in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;See you in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I see you walk across my room in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nothing but the moonlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now I love to see you in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;See you in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My window, frames you like a Monet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't come back to bed yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cuz I love to see you in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;See you in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;-------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yeah yeah ! monessha rocks! alot ! where you can see me always in the bright bright sun :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;?! i didn't write thattttt! i left for a sec and that's what happens, rofl! and i'll post some other day, lazyyyy... but i'll leave announcing the fact that, i love this week(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Join the club.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-5799700456480835103?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/5799700456480835103/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-8906227444275436492</id><published>2009-03-25T16:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T16:58:56.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i think i've lost my voice.&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/1390476808961262975-8906227444275436492?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/8906227444275436492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Red and Redder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;kayys! i need to back track alot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;sunday!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;no idea what happened this day. like really.. oh gosh, black out! D: *checks phone..* oh! i remember! i went for miro's raceeeee! but it rained like crazy, and i got drenched. and my hair sucks when it's wet, sighs D: but it was funny, like some crazy thunderstorm. damn cool! and miro opened up an umbrella, but we still got wet. hahaha! came from the back too, very awkward. *shrugs* FUN :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;monday!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i don't remember again.. rofl! kayys! had to "pick up" something from home first, heh :D and went out and travelled to places which were very new to me *shrugs* what?! i'm a very homey kid((: and it was fun :D i hope you like the bottle, rofl! you're all crazy over it, hahaha! and tsktsk, going against your principles now are we? (: it's just the woodlands way *nods*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;tuesday!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i don't remember.. hmm.. i guess something happened. ran in the morning, almost died. stoned in the afternoon, went to the library, then later guitar. guitar's damn fun! i think i'm being pushed to music's limits D: gosh, i need to work harder to become a lot better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;wednesday!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FLAG DAY! :D honestly, i thought it was going to be a horrible day, but with pearlyn, it was damn damn fun! hahahaha! we met so many cool people!! first the lady who asked us our tin number and gave us money! and took alot of stickers, rofl! so cute! and then we went to suntec and met this damn cool guy who can play the piano super well, and he thought pearlyn loadsa stuff! and he told me how i could use guitar to figure out the chords :D from there, went out for lunch, :DD after that had violin *plonk* but he's really damn nice to me. i feel bad for not liking him, hahaha! he's quite bonkers, rofl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;today!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;heh, i always get my way don't i(; well, least for a certain extend i dod, rofl. and i'm happy for you miro, hahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;done! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;byebyebye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-5028354806082837792?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/5028354806082837792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=5028354806082837792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/5028354806082837792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/5028354806082837792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/03/red-and-redder.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-5222414752478541728</id><published>2009-03-14T17:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T18:10:08.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jurassic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;first, CREZMUN WAS DAMN FUN! HAHAHAHAHA! who'd have known politics was so retarded. my dad wants me to be politician. i told him i don't want to die walking down the road, rofl. (shoot! the thing on tv's so cute! uhhh.. dyingg.. rofl!) though it was super messy and stuff, it was damn cool! like how you can't even talk to the person directly and stuff. permission for everything, torturing lynn.. hahaha! I LOVE YOU ZEHRA AND PEARLYN :D it wouldn't have been that fun without both of you, rofl! we took so long to even write one thing down, hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i met Damien on the train.. he was hilarious. he doesn't know much about the happenings in Singapore and was so thrilled to hear from me all the stuff that actually happens here. and he told me loads of stuff about France, damn cool! oh, french homework. i like the paper! it's damn kiddy! hahaha! see seee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/Sbt8dPJX7dI/AAAAAAAAAMc/2mPsCW2Zy-4/s1600-h/DSC00078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/Sbt8dPJX7dI/AAAAAAAAAMc/2mPsCW2Zy-4/s200/DSC00078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312977027137531346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;heheh.. rofl. Damien's really damn nice(: i've been freaking out every wednesday when that string playing dude comes *plonk* but weirdly, he really thinks of me super highly and is damn damn nice to me. so weirdd.. and i dread the day he has to come. i feel evil. hmm.. i'm guessing i should just practise, sighss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and oh, before i forget,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY PEARLYN AND ROSHINI! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hahaha! done for now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;byebyebye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-5222414752478541728?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/5222414752478541728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=5222414752478541728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/5222414752478541728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/5222414752478541728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/03/jurassic-first-crezmun-was-damn-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/Sbt8dPJX7dI/AAAAAAAAAMc/2mPsCW2Zy-4/s72-c/DSC00078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-8373022404508673118</id><published>2009-03-11T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T21:43:47.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;it's a bit of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i've screwed up common tests): gotten back six, passed three failed three. sighs. gosh, i feel so lousy)): three more results, all humanities. i'm really crossing my fingers and hoping i don't fail, but i didn't finish any of it properly, so i guess that's out /: need to buck up! will start studying every night with the start of  march holidays. i really need to stretch my 'stay awake' period, it's super early, and i'm a night studier. i swear something's calling me to go to bed *plonk*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;weirdly, i'm super happy((: 2 more days till march holidays :D rofl. damn flag day, i really don't want to do ittttttt!! least it's for a good cause(: need to work on CrezMUN! D: i'm so dead *pl0nk* need to rush!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;byebyeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-8373022404508673118?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/8373022404508673118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=8373022404508673118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/8373022404508673118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/8373022404508673118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-bit-of-for-and-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-135667131522022109</id><published>2009-03-10T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T23:23:29.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;restart! i can't remember a thing that happened! D: soooo.. when something finally does happen, i'll write it on my hand and post it up here :D and till then, don't nag at me. LAZYYYYY :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-135667131522022109?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/135667131522022109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=135667131522022109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/135667131522022109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/135667131522022109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/03/restart-i-cant-remember-thing-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-5739637476288833839</id><published>2009-03-08T17:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T20:10:28.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i was crazyyyy! i'm not changing to LJ D: !! so, staying(: and now, i'm lazy. and i've got homework): sighs, will blog soon. don't torture meeeeee D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-5739637476288833839?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/5739637476288833839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=5739637476288833839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/5739637476288833839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/5739637476288833839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-think-ill-be-changing-to-lj.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-2940689987642977176</id><published>2009-02-23T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T21:58:05.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;NO TIMEEEE D: need to study *plonk* will start blogging again after CTs(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-2940689987642977176?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/2940689987642977176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=2940689987642977176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/2940689987642977176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/2940689987642977176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-timeeee-d-need-to-study-plonk-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-8946255700646515462</id><published>2009-02-15T09:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T10:11:25.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Valentine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Stars shining bright above you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Night breezes seem to whisper "i love you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Birds singin' in the sycamore trees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Dream a little dream of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Say nighty-night and kiss me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just hold me tight and tell me you'll miss me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;While I'm alone and blue as can be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Dream a little dream of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Stars fading but I linger on dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Still craving your kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm longin' to linger till dawn dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just saying this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But in your dreams whatever they be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Dream a little dream of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRIDAYYYY!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;crezawards was damn damn fun! rehearsals were super rush, and the food was awful, as usual, rofl! and i never knew the G block's first floor showers actually had warm water *shrugs* but it was superrrr fun! honestly, i was damn D: at first, but who'd have known when people cheer for you you'd actually have a boost to do better and not make mistakes. after performance, blah blah blah, went to meet up with everyone else. MING CAMEEEE :D gahhhh.. :D :D :D :D :D hahahaha! and Taufiq Batisah((: he shook my handdd.. rofl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ootuoyeesotdetnawi /: till i realised i didn't send the text, heh. oops):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;SATURDAYYYY!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;had to go for lessons in the morning and gosh, it was damn damn fun! i think i'm the youngest there, rofl! but it's so cool! DAMIEN((: i think he's the coolest teacher alive, hahahaha! our class is like, the class in 'Mind Your Language' hahahahaha! so cool! so cool! went for Miro's race afterwards, funfun(: then had to go for valentine's day dinner, rofl! my grandma was insisting i be her valentine so that she could get the stuff she wants, rofl! oh well(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and oh, HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALYSSA! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;TODAYYYY!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i've got to study for tomorrow's chem test *plonk* ohmann): this is gonna suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;since i've been an anti-embarrassment person, i only say stuff which i'm gonna do. cos once i say it, i've got to keep my word. time to publicise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i, Niveetha Nair, promise to be in total control of myself whenever i have it (i shall just leave it was 'it' for now, rofl) with me. as long as it's with me, no dreaming, no temptations, no desires, nothing. but once it's off, i don't care anymore :D hahahahha! soooo, it shall be with me, always(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i wish i wrote more letters to you, because from now on, it'd be signed off as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;forever yours with my mask,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;secret.&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/1390476808961262975-8946255700646515462?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/8946255700646515462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=8946255700646515462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/8946255700646515462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/8946255700646515462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentine-stars-shining-bright-above.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-219414573747949857</id><published>2009-02-12T11:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T11:28:10.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;End War.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i haven't blogged since i came back D: and now i'm too lazy, rofl! just to sum it all up, KL was AWESOME! everytime i go overseas and leave everything behind, it's damn fun :D I BOUGHT STUFF! WHOO! I BOUGHT STUFF! :D heheh.. andddddddddddddddddd! the greatest thing of all, A FLASH SHIRT! HAHAHAHAHA! GAH! HAPPYY! school's been fun(: chaotic, rofl! but fun :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;anddd, i've got nothing else D: oh well :D need to go back to school for rehearsals *plonk* ohoh! i love meds! hahahaha! cos this time, it's actually working(((: and i have a feeling something weird's going on *shrugs* shall wait and seeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i never knew this side of you. ihy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-219414573747949857?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/219414573747949857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=219414573747949857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/219414573747949857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/219414573747949857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/02/end-war.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-5313584764194065210</id><published>2009-02-06T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T22:03:14.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I miss your taste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;school's been ridiculously fun, rofl! i've no idea why, but though the stress's getting to me, weird ideas of an unachievable success is totally driving me forward. i just, need to have abit of space. i've realised i'm on the verge of blowing up alot /: and i'm so so sorry if i do. i know it's no excuse, but as friends we understand each other right? and though i've got my secret keepers about everything around me, i've never exactly told how i've ever felt about anything, and that's only cos it's embarrassing, and i dispise talking about myself to no matter who it is. but yup, school's been awesomeeeeeee(((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I HATE E MATH! COME ON! SHE DOESN'T GET WE LOOK DAMN Oo AND SHE STILL CONTINUES TEACHING! *plonk* i'vc never been so retardedly blur in a class. E math test is gonna suck terribly. need to get notes for physics, chem and history. oh gosh! i love LOVEEEE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: arial;"&gt;HISTORY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;! gahhh... it's like, the most funnest subject in the whole entire world! I LOVE YOU FRANCEEEE! world cup next year!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i realised i've been having weird dreams, heh /: monessha caught me biting my bolster. i swear i thought it was food *sulk* but it's like, usually if you dream of something crazy, you'd wake up and think about it for a minute wheather if it was real. but weirdly, i don't even do that anymore /: cos the dream's totally crazy, or at least impossible): like driving at this age, rofl! but hey! dreams are meant to be like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i guess i've finally controlled myself, again. there's always this period of time when even the luckiest person go into chaos. it's like, everything is wrong D: but it'd change, if you have hope that is(: don't know why, i just think it's better for your soul (hahahaha!) if one, you don't swear. and two, you always look at the brighter side of everything. cos honestly, there always really is one. i don't care if you can't find it, look again. i bet there is! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;absence makes the heart grow fonder. yes? yes(: i've got a whole lifetime to wait for everything i want/need. i had to wait for practically everything i'm doing now, and a little bit more isn't going to hurt me. so yuppp, i guess that's it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;oh! won't be back till monday, so don't miss me in school d: rofl! and just before i leaveeeee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(7/2) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY POOJA! :D&lt;/span&gt; i know he haven't talked that much in some time, but i guess there's always time to catch up on everything(: have a great sixteenth! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(8/2) &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JAYA!!! :D&lt;/span&gt; hahahaha! i seriously wanted to text you on the day itself cos i thought it was hilarious to wish each other, rofl! but since i can't, so i'll do it now, HAHAHAHA! ALWAYS BE HAPPY SMALL KID! and you seriously have to start wearing a smaller shirt. oo... that should be a good birthday present, hahaha! kidding(: have fun on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: arial;"&gt;your&lt;/s&gt; OUR special dayyy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;kayys, time to go to bed. gotta wake up early tomorrow *plonk*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You should give me a chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-5313584764194065210?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/5313584764194065210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=5313584764194065210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/5313584764194065210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/5313584764194065210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-miss-your-taste.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-2224388479510772370</id><published>2009-02-02T21:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:29:23.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Perfect Square.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i have come to proclaim my undying love for &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Geraldine Lim WanYu&lt;/span&gt;. (btw, i'm not Geraldine and i'm not Niveetha pretending to be Geraldine either *nods* well this should be interesting to watch, rofl!) Geraldine Lim WanYu, I LOVE YOU KAYYS :D and i know you love me too! hahahaha! and you're much much MUCH more special that your hot hot ec okayy! rofl! LOVESSS-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;kayys, i've no idea why, but i'm tempted to leave this here and see who breaks it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Decipher My Cipher!&lt;/u&gt; (and the only clue is, everything in my post is always important. every. single. word.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;06-05-18-08-25-15-18-19-15-13-18-25-23-21-01-05-15-09-20-19-22-21-20-13-&lt;br /&gt;11,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;                                                                                                                                 &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;secret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-2224388479510772370?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/2224388479510772370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=2224388479510772370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/2224388479510772370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/2224388479510772370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/02/perfect-square.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-5825696837229672418</id><published>2009-02-01T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T20:48:02.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mr Right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY HILARY LEONG! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i've known you for 2 years and one month and it's been awesome! (: thank youuuu, for totally torturing me everyday (rofl! kidding) but it's always been fun anyways((: and sorry, no picture. but if out of nowhere i had one, you'd kill me anyways, hahaha! so, happy 15th! (((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and, everybody! START LISTENING TO THE WHITE TIE AFFAIR! they're like, the awesomest band ever! hahahaha! crezawards results tomorrow /: we both doubt we'd get in. but hey! it was fun practising(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm being unbearably patient. sighs):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-5825696837229672418?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/5825696837229672418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=5825696837229672418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/5825696837229672418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/5825696837229672418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/02/mr-right-happy-birthday-hilary-leong-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-4226514630943313138</id><published>2009-01-31T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T22:43:03.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A Fever You Can't Sweat Out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i hate being sick): who'd have thought it'd hurt so much to be crazy hot, rofl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;sighs):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-4226514630943313138?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/4226514630943313138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=4226514630943313138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/4226514630943313138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/4226514630943313138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/01/fever-you-cant-sweat-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-7836490302962063096</id><published>2009-01-26T18:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T21:28:24.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Feelin' Pink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;kayys, i'm gonna start with a total back track :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;FRIDAYYYYY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;still had to study during CNY celebrations day *plonk* but hey, i love history! i swear it's one of the few subjects i look forward too. kayys, i love all the subjects this year! :D but i love history more *nods* CNY celebrations sucked. it was so boring! D: i swear i'd have killed myself if it wasn't for buan hua and hilary, rofl! then stuff, stuff.. more stuff.. went out with hilary leong and zehra to singapore plaza, according to zehra that is, rofl! went to plaza singapure and had lunchhhh :D I'M SORRY I'M SUCH A MESSY EATER KAYYS! but i think it's fun :D hahahahaha! and i'm never going out with both of you, at least when you're together, again! do you have any idea how much i freaked out over my damn grossly painted (thanks to zehra D:&lt; ) nails, hahahaha! then went home, shileng came for lessons. honestly, i think i'm loving physics more thanks to him. cos the more i understand and not feel completely stoopid, the more i like the subject(: i just guess, i'm missing my original plan of how to study /: but heck, i shall dump loadsa sweets with my mom or something and make her give them to me once i'm done with work, rofl! what..?! I LOVE SWEETS (((:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;SATURDAYYYYY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;went out for breakfast with aunt and cousiess((: so in the end we decided to go out to buy stuff, hahahaha! I BOUGHT STUFFFFF :D i'm sorry im so girly! but i bet stuff makes everyone happy kayys! so we shopped around for hours, funfun! then after that we decided to go play badminton, randomly :D so all of us went home, (cousies stay a walking distance away from my place so it's easy for them to come over anytime(: ) got everything and went to the court. it was damn damn fun! at first we tried to win each other but then later we changed to just looking awesome. so everytime a bus came, we'd hit the shuttle to the other person in this "near-far" spot and they'd jump to whack it back, and we'd imagine how everyone in the bus would be like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;people in bus: whoaa.. those dudes are COOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;rofl! then we played soccer :D and catching! block catching(: and it was super fun! gosh, i'd miss those times with them when we're older, but they don't seem to be growing up. boyss.. hahahaha! so, CHEERS TO HAVING FUN FOREVER, TO THE AWESOMEST COUSINS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;SUNDAYYYYY!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;went to aunt's place in the morning with cousies for swimming :D i bet if we ever had to play water polo we'd totally win, hahahaha! we threw the ball from pool to pool and caught most of it :D showered at her place, stoned about for a bit, then KARAOKE :D rofl! i thought it'd be awful, but actually it was super super fun! hahaha! had dinner, pot luck and barbequeee(: cousie lost his slipper in the tree, rofl! he had to go home with only one slipper. ohoh! damn funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;kayys, we were about to leave already. so we went up to our aunt's house and got our stuff and entered the lift. both the lifts we facing each other. so like, if both we open we'd see each other. so we held the lift open while waiting for my aunt, then the other lift opened. so this grandma of mine saw so many people standing in one place and thought that was my aunt's house and wanted to walk in, HAHAHAHAHA! then we pointed her way to the house, rofl! she's damn cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;went back at like, 10? and watched abit of 'the strangers' and totally freaked myself out till i had to sleep with a fever *plonk* but it was funny :D hahahha! btw, the movie's slow moving but awesome(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;TODAYYYYY!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i thought today'd be boring, but i went out with my mom, SHOPPINGGG :D and again, I BOUGHT STUFF! I BOUGHT STUFF! :D my mom's crazy funny! hahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;in&gt;&lt;/in&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;in&gt;&lt;/in&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;in&gt;&lt;/in&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;me: *gets annoyed with this dude blasting music* is that even allowed?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;mom: i guess so. it's just irritating. you don't see a 'please don't be irritating' sign now do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;outside&gt;&lt;/outside&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;outside&gt;&lt;/outside&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;mom: *points behind me* only this station (little india) has that sign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;me: which is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;mom: no loitering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;mom: the buses from little india are super good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;me: why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;mom: cos they're filled with perfume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA! i love going out with her, she's damn funny! i guess everything's perfecty perfect! only one thing's out of place now; i'm. still. waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ohoh! very very saddd): i won't be in the country during my birthday. so from the 7th to the 9th (won't be going to school either /: ) i won't be contactable at all *plonk* gahh.. sighs): but heck, even if i was here, nothing's gonna happen anyway. so might as well enjoy myself overseas with the awesome doggy my uncle has(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lessons soon, got to go study too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Adios!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;yisituoriuhmco; no. no i don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-7836490302962063096?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/7836490302962063096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;how many times can one kid fall in love? ;with the same person /:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i've forgotten everything. my heart beats for no one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-3917832735944066721?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/3917832735944066721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=3917832735944066721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/3917832735944066721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/3917832735944066721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-many-times-can-one-kid-fall-in-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-8604414834118737354</id><published>2009-01-18T16:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T16:17:06.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Royal Flush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;From now on, it's all about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Take it home&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;by The White Tie Affair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Come on baby take it home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; People are starting to stare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; And they're turning on all of the lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; We've been putting on a show all night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Boys will be boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Take it home, take it home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Cuz I can't take anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; It's your touch, it's your taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; It's your dress on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Take it home, take it home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Cuz I've been waiting all night for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; And this is what I'm gonna do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Ice, ice melt your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Baby girl let down your guard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Rush, rush for that touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Just one taste can't get enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Ice, ice melt your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Baby girl let down your guard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Rush, rush for that touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Just one taste can't get enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Take it, take it home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Take it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Baby put your key in the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Cuz this party's getting way too loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; And the neighbors can't take anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; It's all voyeur, let's give'em an encore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Boys will be boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Take it home, take it home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Cuz I can't take anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; It's your touch, it's your taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; It's your dress on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Take it home, take it home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Cuz I've been waiting all night for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; And this is what I'm gonna do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Ice, ice melt your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Baby girl let down your guard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Rush, rush for that touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Just one taste can't get enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Ice, ice melt your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Baby girl let down your guard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Rush, rush for that touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Just one taste can't get enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Get a room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; They say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; What's it to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Them anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Over there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Anywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Doesn't matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Cuz you're here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Ice, ice melt your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Baby girl let down your guard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Rush, rush for that touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Just one taste can't get enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Ice, ice melt your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Baby girl let down your guard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Rush, rush for that touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Just one taste can't get enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Take it home, take it home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Cuz I can't take anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; It's your touch, it's your taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; It's your dress on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Take it home, take it home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Cuz I've been waiting all night for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; And this is what I'm gonna do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Ice, ice melt your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Baby girl let down your guard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Rush, rush for that touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Just one taste can't get enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Ice, ice melt your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Baby girl let down your guard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Rush, rush for that touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Just one taste can't get enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Just one taste can't get enough... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Just one taste can't get enough... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Just one taste can't get enough...     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-8604414834118737354?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/8604414834118737354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=8604414834118737354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/8604414834118737354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/8604414834118737354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/01/royal-flush.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-3808218458824784574</id><published>2009-01-16T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:27:49.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Tune.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sighs, i'm so so sorry):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. i've got nothing to say anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. i still think i'm awfully boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. i'm on mental breakdown mode every second now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. i think i'm wasting your time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. i'm so afraid i'll miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. i keep saying i don't but i do):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. somehow i'll talk some crap up and never see you and you'd have to pass Lex to someone else before it comes to me. so never believe me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. i'm a terribly impatient kid with hope /:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9. i'm taking up everything i can to make a a better person for an 'imaginary' kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10. i'm killing my body trying to cope with everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11. my voice sucks horribly so i don't want to voice out a word either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12. the only time i'm completely happy without a reason is not imaginable anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;13. accomplishment is my only source of happiness, other than friends and S2b((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14. my music's gone from the jazzy blues to the bitter blues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;15. in my mind, i've lost everything i owned though i'm gaining more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;16. i'm happy for you, happy that you're fine(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;17. i can't read the super long letter(s) till now cos they were too happy for me to read /:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;18. i've been staring at random pages in books for ages, for weird reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;19. school's practically the only thing that's making me happy. i like school((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;20. i wish we kept our deal and studied together cos after totally making myself go bonkers during the weekdays, my weekends are crazy free. but that's not possible anymore. and i wouldn't let it happen anyways /:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;21. i realised i've been blogging everday and it's not just for show. i guess i'd hope you read it, and wouldn't feel like you're in a loss in my life, like i am in yours /: but it doesn't matter anyways, it shouldn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;22. i've been practising everything i know alot for a self performance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;23. i really shouldn't be doing this)):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;24. the golden rule is, i can be happy later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;25. the front pages of 'digital fortress' is making me crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;26. weirdly, i think i've given up on tv and everything i used to think that kept me 'up to date'. and now i realisesd everything was just trash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;27. what pushes me is hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;28. a push is what i need to do anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;29. honestly, i'm not going to give up /:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;there we have it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and i don't really want to talk about this, ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;29.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-3808218458824784574?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/3808218458824784574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=3808218458824784574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/3808218458824784574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/3808218458824784574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/01/tune.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-7670264737966306591</id><published>2009-01-16T19:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T19:23:47.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I LOVE 3S2b! :D&lt;/span&gt;&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/1390476808961262975-7670264737966306591?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/7670264737966306591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=7670264737966306591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/7670264737966306591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/7670264737966306591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-love-3s2b-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-1335849384671826052</id><published>2009-01-15T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T19:23:06.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;zone out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;omg, i really think everyone who'd walk in into our class even for a little bit they'd think we're the most awesomest class ever, rofl! it's hilarious, hahahaha! gah, i've never had to much fun in a class before. i guess it's cos everyone's so open and no one's against everyone. it's just about being together and having fun(: and that's how it's supposed to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I BOUGHT IT! I BOUGHT IT! HAHAHAHAHA! omg, i looked like a retard holding it with my guitar, but i finally got it, rofl. can't wait! (((: and the lessons been pushed forward by a month and it starts on valentine's day morning /: but that actually makes it more interesting, rofl! heheh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and oh, i joined crezmun (sp?) for fun, rofl! i guess i thought since i'm already doing loadsa weird stuff this year, might as well do more, hahahaha! i doubt i'd get in, but heck, it's for the fun of it anyways(: and anyway, can waste time :D hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;kayys, i'm done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;byebyeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;it's a bit of loss and confusion /:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-1335849384671826052?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/1335849384671826052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=1335849384671826052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/1335849384671826052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/1335849384671826052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/01/zone-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-1534057828490079783</id><published>2009-01-14T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T20:59:17.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Director.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i don't think i'm supposed to be happy now /: i've no idea why, but i've never been so happy :D hahahaha! HYPERRRRR. school's damn fun. every morning it's damn hard to get up, but once i get to school it's like, whoa! FUN! FUN! i think it's just 3S2b which's making everything awesome! we already feel the stress /: and i really thought nothing could beat sec 2, but i guess everything changes over a bit of time(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i think everyone's gotta be like yes-man :D and say yes to everything. and honestly, when you actually do whatever you say yes to, it's awesome(: it's like, taking every chance you get. and that's exactly what everyone should do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i think i'm right to squish every minute i have free with something new to learn, cos it's exciting :D hahahaha! i've got to cross my fingers, and hope everything'd be just as awesome as i hoped it would be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A lost chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-1534057828490079783?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/1534057828490079783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=1534057828490079783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/1534057828490079783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/1534057828490079783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/01/director.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-3524977842398365301</id><published>2009-01-12T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:43:12.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;trust me, i know i'm right about this /: it was, meant to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-3524977842398365301?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/3524977842398365301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=3524977842398365301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/3524977842398365301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/3524977842398365301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/01/atlas.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-4745566566545213126</id><published>2009-01-11T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T21:16:19.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The clockwork of your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;sighs)):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Biology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-4745566566545213126?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/4745566566545213126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=4745566566545213126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/4745566566545213126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/4745566566545213126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/01/clockwork-of-your-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-8546917469109493429</id><published>2009-01-11T20:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T13:56:25.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Your knight in shining armour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i know it's super late and everyone knows already, but i need to post it. G1 WON :D like i've been screaming all day long, I LOVE YOU PEOPLE! ROFL! that night's like, treasured by everyone. i guess you'd feel the bond when you've won that night(: and i had crazy loads of fun that day. ohman, geraldine): i miss you so much): why do you have to go D: ! but nevermind, we shall get a giant bear and paste your unglam picture on it, and leave it on the corridor, cos you've got no class, hahahaha! least you'd be in school, *shrugs* :D i guess campfire night went a bit bonkers /: but in the end, everyone celebrated((: daddy came to pick me up, and that's that night. and oh, if any choir people read this, YOUR PERFORMANCE WAS AWESOME! the best from all the performances :D rofl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then cca day. the first thing someone told me was, "i look like a toot tucking in my shirt" ?! HAHAHAHAHA! funny way to start a day. and *someone helped me give out a kazillion badges, couldn't have done it without her. THANK YOUUU :D (and btw, i know you'd read this. so tag or i'll kill you! i love you too :D rofl.) went home with hilary and it was damn fun! i hate pastamania soup! every single one of them sucks! and we played soccer and metal slug on ps2, rofl! i know i'm awesome Hilary Leong :D and that retard so awesome at piano *plonk* i'll teach you the funny song i made up, some day when you grow nails, hahaha! and then, that's that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;todayyyy. congrats Miro and Roshini! i think you guys got into finals? yes? yes :D went to sign up for funny lessons and stuff, and had to get plastic cover for tamil books, this is so retarded, rofl. what..?! i like my books naked :D heheh.. there's this damn nice song. i'll try to learn it, and play it some day, to well, anyone who wants to hear it(: but it's damn sad /: but heck, it's a nice very extremely sad song, rofl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i feel the upper sec stress already /: i guess you're right Miro. i have been keeping myself so occupied that i don't realise that all i'm happy about is what i've accomplished doing. and i used to be happy for no reason, and now that's impossible anymore. i've got to work harder, and become a better person and be worth so much more than just any mere kid. i'll be so much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i've practically planned my whole life already. cept with the fact that there might be changes here and there. but what i know is, 1. i want to migrate. 2. i'll get a doggy and name him Champion (((((: 3. i'd get a room-mate, rofl. what..?! i'd get bored! rofl. don't want to marry. soooo.. room-mate :D and anyways, i think that way, everyday would be fun. it's just, go to work every morning, come back and laugh like crazy with room-mate, and then sleep :D no responsibilities and evil kiddies and thinking about others *nods* easy(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;soo.. by the end of sec 3, i want to become a kid filled with love and brains, hahaha! it's not my fault i'm heartless and a retard, rofl. one got stolen and the other i never had, (A) omgg.. monessha's looking at me and saying something which i don't understand. gahh.. sounds like monkey to me.. *stares at monessha* D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;kayys! back to studying math. test tomorrow. i really hope i'm ready): i still can never study alone *plonk* ohman, i'm so doomed))):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;It's forever been, and always will be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;a dark dark world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-8546917469109493429?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/8546917469109493429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=8546917469109493429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/8546917469109493429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/8546917469109493429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/01/your-knight-in-shining-armour.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-6647801292182881884</id><published>2009-01-07T19:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T19:38:27.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;The Villain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;campfire night's near! it's near! it's near! HAHAHAHAHAHA! i shall be going to campfire night. and before that, gotta help 3S2b decorate the class for CNY. year of the ox. that's gonna be interesting. i've got to get back to a 700 word essay D: damn. i realised how cool it is to say you're a lit student, rofl! you sound so pro, when you exclude your results of cos, what..?! :D but lit's damn damn fun! just like everything. i think this happy happy feeling'd last for the whole year, though everyone'd die of stress and look lethargic by mid year /: it's always been like that in Crescent anyway. stressful, but fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;you. if you ever ever forget your nametag and need it, you can come get it from me kayys! cos i know you'd forget to bring yours some day *nods* like how you used to find me for it. i insist you come find me when you need it :D (HILARY LEONG! I BET I'M RIGHT ABOUT THIS d: )&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;okayy! back to "Tracks" essay *plonk*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;FIRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-6647801292182881884?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/6647801292182881884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=6647801292182881884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/6647801292182881884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/6647801292182881884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/01/villain.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-6758629237525002915</id><published>2009-01-05T19:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T19:49:15.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sonic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i hate math D: omg, need to rush homeworkk.. gahh.. kayys, i'm super happy this year :D i hoped for a happier happy, but heck. happy enough. and THANK YOU! to whoever who was/is all excited for me after being, yea, thingum. and i promise if any one of you calls me that ever again, i'll bite you *sulk* and i've done it before &gt;:D rofl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;school open house is on saturday, and campfire night's on friday. so whoever wants to come, should come(; and now, back to rushing homework stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;it's yin and yang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;if you could forget,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i never will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-6758629237525002915?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/6758629237525002915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=6758629237525002915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/6758629237525002915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/6758629237525002915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/01/sonic.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-3464438136358921274</id><published>2009-01-04T20:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T20:38:21.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;The Invisible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;i want you back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i've posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;With a clickety click here and there, ta-da!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-3464438136358921274?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/3464438136358921274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=3464438136358921274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/3464438136358921274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/3464438136358921274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/01/invisible.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-8584063135230614962</id><published>2009-01-03T21:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T21:45:53.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;imy. sighs):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-8584063135230614962?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/8584063135230614962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=8584063135230614962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/8584063135230614962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/8584063135230614962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/01/imy.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-6671917365887836168</id><published>2009-01-03T14:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T14:59:55.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Scream City.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;first day of school was awesome! :D i'm actually looking forward to an awesome year ahead, rofl. who'd have known i'd miss school this much. seems this year's gonna be different(;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and you, i'm crossing my fingers and hoping you read this. i'm really sorry 'bout Leroy. but you'll have to go to school soon, so i don't think you can be grounded if you're not locked up at home right? i think, i guess /: and you better have remembered my number! or i'm kicking your butt out of this planet (A) i love you too(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;it's in black and white.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-6671917365887836168?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/6671917365887836168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=6671917365887836168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/6671917365887836168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/6671917365887836168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2009/01/scream-city.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-4148665025333690077</id><published>2008-12-31T21:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T22:18:26.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;eh, second post today(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it's the last day of this year): i'll miss this year so so much. i've never had so much fun! no year would ever be like this one. but hopefully, the next would be just as fun(: ( i just don't want stress *shrugs* :D ) i'll miss all you guys. 2G1! NETBALLERS(: and of cos, MASQUE! gah, i'll miss you retards so so much)): but, we'll always talk and be together, far far away(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;me and monessha watched miss universe! :DDDD  rofl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;miss venezuela((((: dayana mendoza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SVt9g7CNFuI/AAAAAAAAALg/KrK2hKGvK48/s1600-h/dayana_mendoza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SVt9g7CNFuI/AAAAAAAAALg/KrK2hKGvK48/s200/dayana_mendoza.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285956592205633250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SVt9hOgQ6QI/AAAAAAAAALo/fttuM5UezjM/s1600-h/lyjonaitisvenezuela-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SVt9hOgQ6QI/AAAAAAAAALo/fttuM5UezjM/s200/lyjonaitisvenezuela-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285956597431986434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she, is damn damn whoa! rofl! what..?! i've always liked foreign people, hahaha! cept americans, hate all of them, cept some :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;i've actually given up. sighs):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-4148665025333690077?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/4148665025333690077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=4148665025333690077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/4148665025333690077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/4148665025333690077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SVt9g7CNFuI/AAAAAAAAALg/KrK2hKGvK48/s72-c/dayana_mendoza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-2173026502377446709</id><published>2008-12-31T12:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T12:18:07.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ferrari.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;kayys, yesterday! :D damn damn fun! i've never laughed so hard, rofl. NURUL :DDD we went to west coast park, then some random reservoir, salvation army and IMM, rofl! gahhh.. so fun! so fun! yesterday was awesome! awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;today's gonna be a terribly boring day, sighs): heckheck, i just need the tv, Hero and my ps2, and i'll be totally fine the rest of the day. gah):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;vroom vroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-2173026502377446709?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/2173026502377446709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=2173026502377446709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/2173026502377446709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/2173026502377446709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/12/ferrari.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-1023152188789707108</id><published>2008-12-30T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T22:18:00.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;today, was crazy much fun. and tiring D: will write more about it tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i've got a terrible stomachache, which usually means, something's awfully wrong now. sighs):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i've got hope. i've always got hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-1023152188789707108?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/1023152188789707108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=1023152188789707108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/1023152188789707108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/1023152188789707108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/12/hope.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-7969021089453595110</id><published>2008-12-29T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T20:40:46.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Blackjack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;tomorrow, out with masque(((((((: can't wait! gah, my arm hurts like crazy *plonk* cure stoopid hand! cureeee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;anddddd... video!! FUNNY! HAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uF56D6jg240&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uF56D6jg240&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;imy):&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-7969021089453595110?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/7969021089453595110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=7969021089453595110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/7969021089453595110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/7969021089453595110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/12/blackjack.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-1490584650502345343</id><published>2008-12-27T14:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T15:15:37.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I'm the king of hearts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sighs): that didn't go well /: that really didn't go well *plonk* i realised i've needed to hide from everyone of my music teachers after everything i've been through with them *shrugs* damn):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;less than a week left till school re-opening *plonk* well that's gonna suck D: but! a new year brings awesome new stuff, so i can't wait! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;to-do list:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. homework (never gonna do it D: )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. not die of boredom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. prepare for a crazy third year in crescent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. get ready for extra stuff i'll be taking *plonk* (shall not write it out till maybe half a year. cos i might jinx it /: )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Adios!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-1490584650502345343?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/1490584650502345343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=1490584650502345343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/1490584650502345343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/1490584650502345343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-king-of-hearts-sighs-that-didnt-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-7197673661806601010</id><published>2008-12-24T18:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T18:36:13.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;The thing which speaks a million words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://vandersar.myphotoalbum.com/view_album.php?set_albumName=album01"&gt;Pictures! (psstt... click me! :D)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i like silverrrr.. *plonk* so so much D: gahhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Ace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-7197673661806601010?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/7197673661806601010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=7197673661806601010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/7197673661806601010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/7197673661806601010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/12/thing-which-speaks-million-words.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-3204939377328636152</id><published>2008-12-23T17:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T17:44:00.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Police.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;kayys! bintan trip(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 1:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;woke up super duper crazy early and made our way to changi village for breakfast. waited for the rest at the ferry terminal. THE FERRY RIDE SUCKED): ! i threw up 7 times)): *plonk* there goes the carrot cake, rofl! felt awful all the way till i bought stuff :D what.. everyone's happier with new stuff, heheh.. (A) after that, to the resort. THAT PLACE HAS AN AWESOME VIEW! everyone keeps using the back door cos it's got the view, rofl! front door one's ugly, *shrugs* did loads of swimming, and we played beach soccer till dark, it was awesome(: showered, blah blah.. monessha, is an awesome room mate :D ! rofl! we got the cleanest room throughout the whole trip, hahahaha! dinner was on some floaty thingy, heheh.. you can see the stars at bintan! :D went to play some damn cool game with terrible drinks, rofl! and then, bed(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;N: *looks awful*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;T: stomache?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;N: No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;T: headache?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;N: No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;N: *thinks* heartache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 2:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we got a wake up call, and i heard 6. 50 when it was 6.15 and rushed *slaps forehead* morning stuff.. breakfastt.. and stuff(; gah, that made me weirdly happy, heheh((: we did loads and loads of stuff and had crazy lengths of fun! :D !! took a speedboat to white sand beach, the name says everything, rofl! just a tip, never open your mouth on a speedboat, and especially when you're in the middle of the sea, uhhh D: the beacj was super clean and the water was blue. like, blue blue :D rode this thingy called flying fish, it was horribly fun *heart attack* long story, so heck. just that i was dan close to dying, ahh): ! funfun! rofl! took another boat back, swam.. stuff(; changed and talked for super long under the sky! it was like, the perfect night. dinner, then bed(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 3:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nothing much today. normal stuff and headed back home(: i was actually home sick. i never thought i'd ever want to come back home so much, rofl! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the whole trip was awesome. i had so so so much fun! (: pictures soon *nods*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i've decided to start over and better myself. it's like 2 weeks till school reopens, but it's better late than never, yes? no more dilly dallying. i've kinda have a plan of what to do, now i've just gotta wait till christmas's over, rofl! and i'm gonna become a teeny bit awesomer.&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/1390476808961262975-3204939377328636152?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/3204939377328636152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=3204939377328636152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/3204939377328636152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/3204939377328636152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/12/police.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-1853243670158871880</id><published>2008-12-18T13:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T13:15:46.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you lied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you said, forever and ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;of cos &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;          in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;        with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;           darl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ing&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/1390476808961262975-1853243670158871880?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/1853243670158871880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=1853243670158871880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/1853243670158871880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/1853243670158871880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-lied.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-6186121874666791939</id><published>2008-12-13T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T20:40:56.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Spy who loves me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(;&lt;&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/1390476808961262975-6186121874666791939?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/6186121874666791939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=6186121874666791939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/6186121874666791939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/6186121874666791939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/12/spy-who-loves-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-6369123203968753044</id><published>2008-12-10T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:25:00.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Flamenco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i finished need for speed! :D well, till number 7 and now i'm beat cos my thumb's pooped. poor right hand): it's dead. from well, loads of stuff i did /: and i realise that everytime i pick up my guitar i play the same songg.. and can make own nonsensical words that rhyme with it too :D ahh.. genius i must say, rofl! (psstt.. it's more for annoying Monessha :D and monessha, if you do read this, i'm kidding *nods*) sick, very sick, gonna die soon. uhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;sighs): we need to talk. but i'm not going to tell you anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i'm done! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The Spanish People.&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/1390476808961262975-6369123203968753044?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/6369123203968753044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=6369123203968753044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/6369123203968753044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/6369123203968753044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/12/flamenco.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-5539712955681879460</id><published>2008-12-07T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T21:38:44.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Not so perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;few days back, dunno when:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i was bonding with mommy :D oh gosh, the stories she tell are seriously damn retarded! of all her cousies. from those that hide in trees cos they don't want to go to school to retards who stick their head between grills (they had to saw their head out, hahahaha!). and she told me loadsa true ghost stories, where people were washing clothes D: i swear it's damn freaky, it's the way she said it! we were all alone in the house. at night. in a dark dark room. with the toilet door open (i still think there's something in there, even after so many years *shrugs*). and mommy acting all possessed. :0 !! anyone would freak out! and my grandpa stole some dude's name, and he used to bring my grandma to school so in the end they married *slaps forehead* and he almost killed a camel, and almost got killed by pirates (that one's damn cool!) and he survived a tumbling (??) truck accident. everyone died and he came out without a scratch. heheh.. funny guy :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;yesterday:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;got back guitar results. 2 marks away from distinction *plonk* well, least i passed :D and i saw giant slurpees walking around! :D :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and i felt totally empty. even after getting my results i'm supposed to be happy, cos well, it wasn't as bad as it could be. i was hoping only for a pass anyways. mommy bought loads of food(: cos she was all happy for me, cos i signed up and did everything for the exam by myself. usually she helps and practices with me. i guess they don't think guitar is something as important as piano /: but whatever it is, i wasn't a mood of celebration at all. i felt totally, empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;today:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sighs /: cleaned out my whole room with mommy. everything's in the trash :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mom: grandpa's gonna get mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;me: he's actually having fun walking there with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mom: yea, i know, he likes it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;me: like what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mom: he likes to throw away everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ROFL! he's damn funny! and i went all dusty for tuition and kept sneezing. and then the rest of the dayy.. guitar.. guitar.. more guitar.. learned like 4 songs *plonk* sighs, today just ain't a very awesome day, cept for the times i was with mommy and grandpa :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;being hopeful isn't a good thing. not when you're as hopeful as i am. you get disappointed easily. when you stare at your phone all day long waiting for a never coming thing, it sucks. alot. even though i know there's gonna be nothing, i don't really care. i'd still wait. and the best part is, when something does come, even that one second smile can give you a teeny bit of energy to last you the rest of the day, even after seeing it's not from who you wanted it to be from. *whacks fact into head* (fact: i was bored. i was bored. i was bored.) i missed you /:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;well i'm off! to the merry wonderlands of a hand, a soft cupboard, and breaking promises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;priceless.&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/1390476808961262975-5539712955681879460?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/5539712955681879460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=5539712955681879460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/5539712955681879460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/5539712955681879460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/12/not-so-perfect.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-6223368668946359131</id><published>2008-12-05T20:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T20:53:13.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;honestly, i thought i was just gonna blog " :D ", but  i guess i change my mind easily, tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sighs /:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;remember remember, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;fifth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;on november,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the gunpowder treason and plot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i can think of no reason, why the gunpowder treason,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;should ever be forgot.&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/1390476808961262975-6223368668946359131?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/6223368668946359131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=6223368668946359131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/6223368668946359131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/6223368668946359131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/12/words.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-2743827705281526248</id><published>2008-12-04T14:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T14:26:20.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;what it, seems to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;kayys, i've got nothing *plonk* i just can't let the bloggie die :D sooo.. all i've got to say is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;*stress.stress.panics.die. D: *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"that's another story deery"&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/1390476808961262975-2743827705281526248?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/2743827705281526248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=2743827705281526248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/2743827705281526248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/2743827705281526248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-it-seems-to-be-kayys-ive-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-7280471922845990348</id><published>2008-11-28T17:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T22:38:58.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since, I haven't posted in ages, I shall now post.&lt;div&gt;Secret #240: I have a purple barney toy that I can't sleep without. SSSHHH.. :$&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Byebye!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*shrugs* (:&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/1390476808961262975-7280471922845990348?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/7280471922845990348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=7280471922845990348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/7280471922845990348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/7280471922845990348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/11/since-i-havent-posted-in-ages-i-shall.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-630130715731425869</id><published>2008-11-23T20:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T20:25:37.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;play the black keys,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i realised i can't say sorry, like, proper sorries. when i do something terrible. not those bonkers ones where i kick someone and they coming chasing after me wearing clown shoes, rofl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2 situations i've no idea how to get out of. or i just can't say it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;if A's all excited about something, and B wanted it too. but something happens and it's not exactly B's fault, but he/she feels bad for being part of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A comes all excited asking something from B, and then B couldn't do it and wants to help, but just a bit later. like, the excited face just wiped away. though A'd say it's okay, B'd still feel bad, no matter how truethfully A meant it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh gosh, the horror of being A or B, *plonk*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i've been watching loadsa movies :D :D and guitar exam's 3 days away *plonk* uhh.. SCARED! D: and flash comic books are awesome! i even missed 'dark oracle' for it, and i'd never do that for anything, rofl! damn.. i really need that episodes up online..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;kayys, i've got nothing more. byebyeee! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you'd end on a white.&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/1390476808961262975-630130715731425869?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/630130715731425869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=630130715731425869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/630130715731425869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/630130715731425869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/11/play-black-keys-i-realised-i-cant-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-111261786813607594</id><published>2008-11-18T18:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T20:02:38.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;if you don't say it right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;there's always a possibility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;1. FLASH STUFF EXISTS! in weird places.. rofl! but they do exist! :D !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;2. i ate my favourite ice cream! which's like, 60 cents, hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;3. i really like reading now. and i'm damn sad i didn't go to the library.. sorry grandpa): !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;4. i can't sleep properly anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;5. my exams are in less than ten days, and the songs' speed are racing against my heartbeat, and that's crazy):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and i just realised the more i type the sadder it gets, heh /: i shall give up here, and post up some retard video me and my sis took :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-18d83f3f0b4b6364" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D18d83f3f0b4b6364%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332492846%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B1B7249A22D5C4059BE0F3B9459AD7C1437A067.58B7CCD0965A76ED9CB374EC367B900DED202249%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D18d83f3f0b4b6364%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOKu1mNstMA_haCLXU_I3Anbpflg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D18d83f3f0b4b6364%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332492846%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B1B7249A22D5C4059BE0F3B9459AD7C1437A067.58B7CCD0965A76ED9CB374EC367B900DED202249%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D18d83f3f0b4b6364%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOKu1mNstMA_haCLXU_I3Anbpflg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;sighs): my hand hurts):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(i'm sorry! i keep breaking your promises): i'll really really make it up to you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;knight to knight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;come forth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and fight for the damsel in distress.&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/1390476808961262975-111261786813607594?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=18d83f3f0b4b6364&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/111261786813607594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=111261786813607594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/111261786813607594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/111261786813607594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/11/if-you-dont-say-it-right-theres-always.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-6515020270850845184</id><published>2008-11-13T18:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T18:56:44.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;desires. temptations. vexation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;HELLO 3S2 '09! :D omg, i cannot be happier than this, rofl. i got exactly what i wanted. pure physics, chem. pure lit and elect history :D and i realised like practically everyone doesn't want to take physics and history, so sad D: but least there's few(: JAYAAAA!! i refuse to study with you! and remember that kayys(: hahahaha! i'm sorry! but you're damn creepy when you're studying 24/7 :0 !! sooo.... i can't wait for 2009! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and omg, so many movies watched, and everything rocked! and, i never knew giraffe's were so smooth with hippos, hahaha! i like Melman! :D and prom dress shopping is crazy!! and my feet are achingg.. rofl! funfun! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and i love my cousies! they saw this toys r us magazine catalogue thingum, and there was a flash action figure!!!! :D !!!!!!!! BUT, it's damn ex): and it comes with 2 other crappo/unknown action figures): so sadddd): least i know he exists! HAPPY! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i want my parents back home): kinda weirdd.. and also happy they're off having fun. but they need to be reminded they have evil kids who are gonna give them a headache once they're back! (: basketball tomorrow! i hope.. :D !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;kayys, done for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;byebyeeee! (:&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/1390476808961262975-6515020270850845184?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/6515020270850845184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=6515020270850845184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/6515020270850845184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/6515020270850845184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/11/desires.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-5496454919463150222</id><published>2008-11-04T18:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:40:32.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;whispers, "do you know what you want?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;kayys, movies after movies after movies, rofl. i think by now i'd have watched a kazillion horror movies, heheh(: i refuse to admit i like romance! D: omgg, this is not good): why horror, why! why're you backing out on me now. damn you voice): i shall go rent more retarded looking ones. only those are damn good, rofl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;today! went to the libraryyy :D and played basketball with cousie(: andd.. we came back and watched some crazy spelling show on channel 5 with my aunt. gosh, all of us suck. half the words that popped up in the show isn't even in my dictionary, rofl! shoot! damn damn fun! went to cousie's place, i made a pyramid with cards! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SRAl7ugDQSI/AAAAAAAAALY/zmlU8E7A9TE/s200/DSC00937.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;his one fell, wind &gt;:) hahahaha! charged psp and stuff there, he lent me his superhero origins comic book :D (psstt.. i shall keep it as long as i can :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! :D !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SRAjQoCsShI/AAAAAAAAALA/QfdgcFY290c/s200/Flash-BGnew.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SRAjQusV6BI/AAAAAAAAALI/hIm1XXNvJpM/s200/flash-dccomics.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SRAjQu9iMnI/AAAAAAAAALQ/6C6giBDZ2BA/s200/Flash-Symbol.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and now, i want a red pullover, very VERYYY badly): uhhh.. *plonk* i like flash! i like flash! i like flash! omg, *faints* kayys, *wipes drool* shall go read! :D i'm out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"you."&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/1390476808961262975-5496454919463150222?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/5496454919463150222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=5496454919463150222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/5496454919463150222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/5496454919463150222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/11/whispers-do-you-know-what-you-want.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SRAl7ugDQSI/AAAAAAAAALY/zmlU8E7A9TE/s72-c/DSC00937.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-3250121323139693735</id><published>2008-11-01T21:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T21:35:06.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;whispers, "what're you trying to do?" (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;this whole week's been a crazy movie-ish week. *plonk* i've never watched so many movies in my life, rofl. and stoopid monessha's acting immune.. and she's gonna read this.. hello stoopid head! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SQxYbExNxlI/AAAAAAAAAKo/0XIsBPgBjbY/s200/DSC00927.JPG" /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SQxYa2bqZ-I/AAAAAAAAAKg/1-1iVQ9QMXM/s200/DSC00930.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SQxYalzcKbI/AAAAAAAAAKY/b5I5jFeWjSc/s200/DSC00899.JPG" /&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; noob :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;10 more days, and back to school for one last day this year, sighs. i think i'll appeal, if i get into bio): don't likee.. shall study hard for physics and make sure i don't die. and anyway, since, cos of the change of cca, *plonk* i should have more time to study! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;andd.. guitar exams in.. 25 days D: !! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! and i've started on runescape again, rofl. kayys! i shall end of with a scary video, and it's to bed with me(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="305" height="244"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LVYoBKEr2Qo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LVYoBKEr2Qo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="305" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;it's another day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;tomorrow's another day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1390476808961262975-3250121323139693735?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/3250121323139693735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=3250121323139693735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/3250121323139693735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/3250121323139693735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/11/whispers-whatre-you-trying-to-do-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SQxYbExNxlI/AAAAAAAAAKo/0XIsBPgBjbY/s72-c/DSC00927.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-2929626600820379742</id><published>2008-10-30T13:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T13:08:12.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Locked up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;me, likes this song alot :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I shoulda known better not to wait around&lt;br /&gt;Why did I come home? (Cause I hate it here)&lt;br /&gt;I shoulda known better not to wait around&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting rid of my phone (And I made it clear)&lt;br /&gt;I shoulda known better not to wait around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never did never did I ever love anyone other then you&lt;br /&gt;But secretly I always want to see you cry so I push you until you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shoulda never came I shoulda never shoulda never came to you&lt;br /&gt;You insisted for me to&lt;br /&gt;Crossed the line and didn't mean to, I take it back, &lt;br /&gt;If I thought It'd make it work, never did, but I meant to&lt;br /&gt;I, I, I give up... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never did what you said that I did&lt;br /&gt;When I was gone for so long&lt;br /&gt;I never said what you did was either right or wrong&lt;br /&gt;It's wrong&lt;br /&gt;You dreamt of him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's just me, adjust me baby find the words that define these feelings&lt;br /&gt;Don't roll your eyes when you look at me, hard to talk when you're staring at the ceiling&lt;br /&gt;Push through, push through baby everything we've been through lately&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there when close your eyes hold you tight say goodnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never did what you said that I did&lt;br /&gt;When I was gone for so long&lt;br /&gt;I never said what you did was either right or wrong&lt;br /&gt;It's wrong&lt;br /&gt;You dreamt of him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, I needed, I, I, I needed someone to talk to&lt;br /&gt;And you, you needed you you needed me to hold you&lt;br /&gt;I, I needed, I, I, I needed someone to talk to&lt;br /&gt;And you, you needed you you needed me to hold you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never did what you said that I did&lt;br /&gt;When I was gone for so long&lt;br /&gt;I never said what you did was either right or wrong&lt;br /&gt;It's wrong&lt;br /&gt;You dreamt of him&lt;/span&gt;&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/1390476808961262975-2929626600820379742?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/2929626600820379742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=2929626600820379742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/2929626600820379742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/2929626600820379742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/10/locked-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-3562259209756930661</id><published>2008-10-23T19:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T20:03:06.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;summer love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh gosh)): the year's already ended, everything went by so very very fast.. but we've (2G1 '08) had so much fun this year(: from the crazy little sec one's we were and to the act cool people we are now :D sighs.. i'm gonna miss you 2G1): alot, and alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;MASQUE): ! i'm gonna miss every single one of you. how we hang about everytime and do so many stuff together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;EMMY): i'll miss throwing stuff and giggling about it with you.. and how you put them in prison for 10 seconds and give it back to me, and it'd end up back  there again for a longer sentence, hahaha! sighss, i'll miss you so much):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;NURUL): you've been my partner for 2 years now dear): though we actually didn't like each other, but we've grown to be so close now. and all the retarded stuff we did together to annoy everyone around us and how we woke each other up, or just heck cared and slept too in class when teachers are around. ohman. ohman. i'll miss you so very very much): !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;GERALDINE): pigeon):  why do you have to go to NJ! why! D: now i can't annoy you every morning while taking the train. and since we're gonna be super free, we can go out together right(: ! all the best in NJ :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;JAYA): you and your mr bean voice, hahaha! i'll miss that, alot): and your sick headedness, rofl! tsk! tsk! go wash your brain woman, hahahaha! andd.. least now you won't ask me about homework anymore, heheh.. or maybe you can, for fun, for old times sake, *nods* love you(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;DARSH): womannn.. i'll miss your blur sotong-ness. maybe one day we can go to KFC and play again? heheh.. this time i'll take pictures d: hahaha! i'll miss you, alot):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ALYSSA): youuuuuu.. i'm hoping i get into the same class as you you retarded woman): you're like the super most hyper and like to do loads of bonding stuff person i know ever. we gotta go out sometime kayys! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ADDIE): i like your blue earphones.. rofl! i'll miss you and your craziness, so much. and how you're a super pro drama queen, hahahaha! and all the super weird (to me) songs you listen to, and so much more stuff):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;AFIQAH): i like your drawings! hahaha! and thank you for doing the sec 4 thingy for me, rofl! and i seriously think all your emoticons are damn damn funny! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;NAT): crazy woman): ! you didn't come to school today): i'll miss youu): i had lots of fun all the times i talked to you you retarded little thing, so much fun): and now i'm gonna miss you like crazy, even though you showed me the damn gross puking video, heheh.. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;DINI): i'll miss youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu): you never unglam my pics before): why never): ! must come butt in yout head one day kayys): *nods*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'll miss you masque, so so much): and i really hope we can all still hang out some time? /:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and well, finally &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'm gonna be bonkers without you in school anymore): but i guess somehow we'd both get over it /: and it's not like anything's going to change, it's only different school(: we can always hang out and have fun! like we always do(: imy. (L)(K)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'm done depressing over everything, time to be happy, and hope everything/everyone would still be friends(: forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;nothing's a happy never after&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/1390476808961262975-3562259209756930661?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/3562259209756930661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=3562259209756930661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/3562259209756930661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/3562259209756930661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/10/summer-love-oh-gosh-years-already-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-2093907270698977772</id><published>2008-10-19T09:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T09:15:49.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cus' tomorrow's another day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;watch me run away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o9oaNXiIw_I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o9oaNXiIw_I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know it's not enough to say "I'm wrong"&lt;br /&gt;You know that I will miss you now you're gone&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not your life to see this through&lt;br /&gt;Just know that in my heart, it beats for you&lt;br /&gt;So leave a little note for me behind&lt;br /&gt;I swear I have to know the reasons why&lt;br /&gt;This won't survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you fall back into my life&lt;br /&gt;I'd spend every night&lt;br /&gt;Waking up to the beat I hear inside&lt;br /&gt;Telling me to be your only one&lt;br /&gt;But if you fall back into my life&lt;br /&gt;I promise you I &lt;br /&gt;Would never let another day just pass us by&lt;br /&gt;I could never leave this world undone&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be your only one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now it's not the same with you away&lt;br /&gt;Just holding on to hope to save my days&lt;br /&gt;I won't survive&lt;br /&gt;So just stay with me tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you fall back into my life&lt;br /&gt;I'd spend every night&lt;br /&gt;Waking up to the beat I hear inside&lt;br /&gt;Telling me to be your only one&lt;br /&gt;But if you fall back into my life&lt;br /&gt;I promise you I &lt;br /&gt;Would never let another day just pass us by&lt;br /&gt;I could never leave this war unsung&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be your only one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you fall back into my life&lt;br /&gt;I'd spend every night&lt;br /&gt;Waking up to the beat I hear inside&lt;br /&gt;Telling me to be your only one&lt;br /&gt;But if you fall back into my life&lt;br /&gt;I promise you I &lt;br /&gt;Would never let another day just pass us by&lt;br /&gt;I could never leave this world undone&lt;br /&gt;I could never leave this war unsung&lt;br /&gt;I could never leave this world undone&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be your only one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-2093907270698977772?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/2093907270698977772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=2093907270698977772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/2093907270698977772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/2093907270698977772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/10/cus-tomorrows-another-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-2252224505833032837</id><published>2008-10-16T17:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T18:24:07.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;we've had a taste of forever and ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;gosh! i haven't posted in ages.. heheh.. lazzyyyyy(: not my fault! kayys, woke up later than usual :D thank youuu hilary's daddy! :D and everyone's talking about making subject choices, heh.. PURE LIT AND ELEC HISTORY(: i like history.. funfun! people were playing twister in class! :0 !! it looked damn fun, rofl. so pictures! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SPcSTiTGrxI/AAAAAAAAAKI/v7c5z4vIQTM/s200/DSC00882.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SPcST34xPXI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/g8qBE9F8_sg/s200/DSC00883.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hahahaha! omg, the glam-ness! ROFL! and gosh, if i ever hear about bulimic people anymore, i'm gonna throw up. so gross. so gross. NAT! IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT! *sulk*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;kayys, funny video! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v9rhCuvnHm4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v9rhCuvnHm4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;kayys, i'm done for now(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a never ending november.&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/1390476808961262975-2252224505833032837?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/2252224505833032837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=2252224505833032837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/2252224505833032837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/2252224505833032837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/10/weve-had-taste-of-forever-and-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SPcSTiTGrxI/AAAAAAAAAKI/v7c5z4vIQTM/s72-c/DSC00882.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-8832466589722520784</id><published>2008-10-11T11:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T11:02:49.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;#Post 100&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;history repeats itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;sighs.sighs.sighs. )':&lt;/span&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/1390476808961262975-8832466589722520784?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/8832466589722520784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=8832466589722520784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/8832466589722520784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/8832466589722520784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/10/post-100-history-repeats-itself.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-7554616323342155724</id><published>2008-10-10T20:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T11:03:41.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Point of break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm one more post to my hundredth post and i've got nothing to say *plonk* sighs.. lazy lazy lazy(: heh.. sighs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;)': &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i dunno.&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/1390476808961262975-7554616323342155724?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/7554616323342155724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=7554616323342155724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/7554616323342155724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/7554616323342155724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/10/point-of-break.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-8246958566413357170</id><published>2008-10-02T17:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T19:17:40.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Never forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i see it in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all the pain you're trapping inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tell me everything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'll listen, i'll call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'll be the one to catch you if you fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.ootuoyssimi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i stoned out. i guess i got distracted by the way you said it? itsnotmyfault.. and they only thing i could think of was what came out of my mouth, and this time,i dont have to feel your heart to tell you're lying): and i was crying, my heart was crying. i walked so unbelievably slowly, with a little hope in me, that i was doing things for the better. walking in a straight line, every step still burning with temptation, to run back, to check if you were doing okay): but i guessed it wouldn't do you much good. and it would have killed me to let you see me in such a mess. and now, even little stuff lights the frustration in me, i'm losing myself. slowly, painfully, and i'm going to throw it all away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i've forgotten everything else i wanted to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;there's so much, i rather put it away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;dream rejection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1390476808961262975-8246958566413357170?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/8246958566413357170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=8246958566413357170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/8246958566413357170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/8246958566413357170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/10/never-forever.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-8271392230160919938</id><published>2008-09-20T20:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T20:49:58.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gahh.. exams are so near.. so till they're over, no blogging(:&lt;br /&gt;*poof*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-8271392230160919938?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/8271392230160919938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=8271392230160919938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/8271392230160919938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/8271392230160919938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/09/gahh.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-4322607090019821816</id><published>2008-09-15T15:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T17:26:36.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;i've never removed a post before.. sighs.. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read me if you wanna hear me.&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/1390476808961262975-4322607090019821816?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/4322607090019821816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=4322607090019821816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/4322607090019821816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/4322607090019821816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/09/3-words-8-letters.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-1084777183018541843</id><published>2008-09-14T13:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T13:07:55.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whispered promises; texts. messages. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;secrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-1084777183018541843?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/1084777183018541843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=1084777183018541843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/1084777183018541843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/1084777183018541843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/09/whispered-promises-texts.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-4359482904422777233</id><published>2008-09-12T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T21:30:27.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;one day we will feel the moments,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and reach out for the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;we will see the midnight moon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;one day we will fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;one day it'll be just me and you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i promise i will try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;well one day is just another day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;for now it's goodnight and goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh.. i've never blogged (properly) i ages.. heheh.. kayys, super awesome super duper cool video first! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="305" height="244"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sir6znS_myc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sir6znS_myc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="305" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and noww.. nothing! (: sorryyyyy!! i'm damn lazy! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;whispered promises;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-4359482904422777233?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/4359482904422777233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=4359482904422777233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/4359482904422777233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/4359482904422777233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-day-we-will-feel-moments-and-reach.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-8610712569605581925</id><published>2008-09-09T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:28:01.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you make me wanna&lt;/span&gt; (Blue)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You know you make me wanna. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You know you make me wanna. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To start it off I know you know me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To come to think of it, it was only last week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That I had a dream about us, oh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That’s why I am here, I’m writing this song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To tell the truth you know I have been hurting all along, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Someway let me know, you want me girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everytime you see me what do you see? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I feel like I’m a poor man and you’re the queen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh baby, you’re the only thing that I really need. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby that’s why… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make me wanna call you in the middle of the night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make me wanna hold you till the morning light. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make me wanna love, you make me wanna fall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make me wanna surrender my soul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know this is a feeling that I just can’t fight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You’re the first and last thing on my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make me wanna love, you make me wanna fall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make me wanna surrender my soul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well I know that these feelings won’t end no, no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They’ll just get stronger if I see you again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby I’m tired of being friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wanna know if you feel the same &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And could you tell me do you feel my pain? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don’t leave me in doubt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everytime you see me what do you see? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I feel like I’m a poor man and you’re the queen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh baby, you’re the only thing that I really need. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And baby that’s why… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make me wanna call you in the middle of the night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make me wanna hold you till the morning light. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make me wanna love, you make me wanna fall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make me wanna surrender my soul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know this is a feeling that I just can’t fight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You’re the first and last thing on my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make me wanna love, you make me wanna fall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make me wanna surrender my soul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I’ll take you home real quick &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And sit you down on the couch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pour some Dom Perignon and hit the lights out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby we can make sweet love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then we’ll take it nice and slow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm gonna touch you like you’ve never know before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We’re gonna make love all night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make me wanna call you in the middle of the night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make me wanna hold you till the morning light. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make me wanna love, you make me wanna fall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make me wanna surrender my soul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know this is a feeling that I just can’t fight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You’re the first and last thing on my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make me wanna love, you make me wanna fall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make me wanna surrender my soul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-8610712569605581925?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/8610712569605581925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=8610712569605581925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/8610712569605581925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/8610712569605581925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-make-me-wanna-blue-you-know-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-1635882218622345728</id><published>2008-09-07T16:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T16:06:01.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;crush&lt;/span&gt; (David Archuleta)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;          I hung up the phone tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Something happened for the first time deep inside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was a rush, what a rush &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause the possibility &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That you would ever feel the same way about me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's just too much, just too much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why do I keep running from the truth? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All I ever think about is you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You got me hypnotized, so mesmerized &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I've just got to know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you ever think when you're all alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All that we can be, where this thing can go? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Am I crazy or falling in love? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is it real or just another crush? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you catch a breath when I look at you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are you holding back like the way I do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause I'm trying and trying to walk away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I know this crush ain't goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Has it ever crossed your mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When we're hanging, spending time girl, are we just friends? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is there more, is there more? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See it's a chance we've gotta take &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause I believe that we can make this into something that will last &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Last forever, forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you ever think when you're all alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All that we can be, where this thing can go? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Am I crazy or falling in love? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is it real or just another crush? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you catch a breath when I look at you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are you holding back like the way I do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause I'm trying and trying to walk away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I know this crush ain't goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why do I keep running from the truth? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All I ever think about is you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You got me hypnotized, so mesmerized &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I've just got to know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you ever think when you're all alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All that we can be, where this thing can go? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Am I crazy or falling in love? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is it real or just another crush? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you catch a breath when I look at you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are you holding back like the way I do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause I'm trying and trying to walk away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I know this crush ain't goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This crush ain't goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic;" src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/images/l/979072953.jpg" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-1635882218622345728?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/1635882218622345728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=1635882218622345728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/1635882218622345728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/1635882218622345728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/09/crush-david-archuleta-i-hung-up-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-41545042858838351</id><published>2008-09-06T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T23:05:54.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Heartbreak time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Apologies on the line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh.. i'm really damn lazy to post.. heheh.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear tragedy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ifeelsomoronic): and the retarded part is that they're tv people and i still go bonkers, sighs.. tiredness ain't an excuse eh? well, it isn't for me, and i'm sorry): i'll try to make it up to you? /:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tiredd.. i hate math): !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*plonk*&lt;br /&gt;*snore*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i like you. i like you very,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-41545042858838351?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/41545042858838351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=41545042858838351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/41545042858838351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/41545042858838351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/09/heartbreak-time-apologies-on-line.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-8382165250091939554</id><published>2008-09-05T19:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T19:47:52.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Remember, remember, the fifth of November (September! hahaha! still rhymes(: ),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the gunpowder treason and plot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i know of now reason why the gunpowder treason&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should ever be forgot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;V:&lt;/b&gt; Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villian by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. (he carves a "V" into a sign) The only verdict is vengence; a vendetta, held as  a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. (giggles) Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it is my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Evey:&lt;/b&gt; Are you like a crazy person? (hahahahahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;V:&lt;/b&gt; I'm quite sure they will say so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahhhhhhhh!! i like V!! omgg, lalalalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SMEbuMYS3LI/AAAAAAAAAKA/hgVBCLwpxjo/s1600-h/v-for-vendetta_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SMEbuMYS3LI/AAAAAAAAAKA/hgVBCLwpxjo/s200/v-for-vendetta_l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242501921647025330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Is it meaningless to apologise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Never..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-8382165250091939554?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/8382165250091939554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=8382165250091939554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/8382165250091939554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/8382165250091939554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/09/remember-remember-fifth-of-november.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SMEbuMYS3LI/AAAAAAAAAKA/hgVBCLwpxjo/s72-c/v-for-vendetta_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-454743707826175268</id><published>2008-09-03T22:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T22:14:24.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gah! i'm too lazy to post.. and i'm dying of body aches.. *sulk* tired. shall just leave my post with this.. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;at the time when he heard her say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"i'd let you out when you love me,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;oddly, it sounded literal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and it was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;next thing he knew,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;he was locked in a crypt with the key to her heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;never using it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hoping not to break it with or without sincerity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and years went, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;he never realized how much reality pained her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;would it have been better to let her live in a world found by a lie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-454743707826175268?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/454743707826175268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=454743707826175268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/454743707826175268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/454743707826175268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/09/gah-im-too-lazy-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-7541376846690597842</id><published>2008-09-02T20:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T14:29:43.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;catch a hero by the glint of secrecy in his eyes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;catch a thief by his sinister smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every day's becoming cuckoo-er, ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;yesterday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to meet some random dude my sis met on friendster! hahahahaha! and he lived all the way at sengkang and we still went, so retarded, rofl. gosh, panda, we haven't gone out for so longg.. and don't touch my hair! D: !! hahaha! got back thomasssss(: !!!!! and he's all cleeeaaaaannnnnnn :D thankyou! (: and i think i just dirtied him again.. D: wanna help me get him lost again? haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;today!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went all the way to school just to get books): !! least i'm trying to study? (: hahaha! and thenn.. nothing? heheh.. *shrugs* (: heck, HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="305" height="244"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/weQSLVtSIOU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/weQSLVtSIOU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="305" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh... (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-7541376846690597842?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/7541376846690597842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=7541376846690597842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/7541376846690597842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/7541376846690597842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/09/catch-hero-by-glint-of-secrecy-in-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-8506706408985168494</id><published>2008-08-31T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T00:38:52.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today! funfunfun(: i like today.. hahahaha! tamil tuition was damn fun! gosh.. i must be the only kid alive who'd say that, *shrugs* but still fun(: i'm so madly in love with the damn gay dude, ROFL. he's damn funny! hahahahahaha! went fot guitar, nothing much today *nods* gosh, it's damn late, and i'm still HYPERRRR!! HAHAHAH! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;maybe&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; i'm marvelled by the way you love me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;maybe&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; i'm diffident of the way it hits me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;maybe&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; i'm amazed at the way you pulled me out of time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hung me on a line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and i was fantasized by the way i really need you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;just, maybe.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-8506706408985168494?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/8506706408985168494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=8506706408985168494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/8506706408985168494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/8506706408985168494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-funfunfun-i-like-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-8016369805899358293</id><published>2008-08-29T19:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T19:33:51.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;pcianta -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;KELLER&lt;/span&gt; WON! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;KELLER&lt;/span&gt; WON! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;KELLER&lt;/span&gt; WON! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;KELLER&lt;/span&gt; WON! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;KELLER&lt;/span&gt; WON! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;KELLER&lt;/span&gt; WON! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;KELLER&lt;/span&gt; WON! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;KELLER&lt;/span&gt; WON! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;KELLER&lt;/span&gt; WON! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;KELLER&lt;/span&gt; WON! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;KELLER&lt;/span&gt; WON! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;KELLER&lt;/span&gt; WON! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;KELLER&lt;/span&gt; WON! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;KELLER&lt;/span&gt; WON! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;KELLER&lt;/span&gt; WON! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;KELLER&lt;/span&gt; WON! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;KELLER&lt;/span&gt; WON! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;KELLER&lt;/span&gt; WON! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;KELLER&lt;/span&gt; WON! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;KELLER&lt;/span&gt; WON! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;KELLER&lt;/span&gt; WON! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;KELLER&lt;/span&gt; WON! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;KELLER&lt;/span&gt; WON! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;KELLER&lt;/span&gt; WON! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;KELLER&lt;/span&gt; WON! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;KELLER&lt;/span&gt; WON! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;KELLER&lt;/span&gt; WON! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;KELLER&lt;/span&gt; WON! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;KELLER&lt;/span&gt; WON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aahhhhhhhhhhhh!!! least the crazy molestation and grabbing of me paid off(: heheh.. now i don't care, rofl. FUNNYYYY(: i shall keep the shiny thingies safesafe.. hahahaha! HAPPY(: VERY VERY HAPPY(: retarded dance video got played in the hall!! i wanted to die): !! didn't watch it, heheh.. and we practically have hand movements to every song played, rofl. even the mandarin one, hahahaha! i love you too nurul(: heheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted very very badly to go back to evergreen, and i did. with shona! hahahahaha! "ignored" her the whole way, rofl. met alot of people, and i missed them terribly): going back made me realise how i used to be, so different, so simple, so not how i am now.. but i like the way i am now. no more cheena, no more funny beng sia-lah-lor-leh gang, and everything's more proper and sensible. but i still do miss those times, where i wasn't so self conscious, did anything i wanted and didn't care about what others thought, no need of feeling inferior to anyone/anything. i just stoned for like a few minutes, digesting everything i saw and remembered doing, good times(: and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; remembered everything, hahaha! even soul-mate, ROFL. i couldn't believe you did, and btw, SHE'S NOT MY SOULMATE! HAHAHAHA! and i'm all happy i finally went back home with you again, like we used to everyday(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once i came back itself i lost all my hyper): sighs.. and, i dunno.. i've got no mood to go online.. so yup, if anything, text me kayys(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebyebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-8016369805899358293?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/8016369805899358293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=8016369805899358293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/8016369805899358293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/8016369805899358293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/08/pcianta-keller-won-keller-won-keller.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-4829997324364444940</id><published>2008-08-28T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T22:12:34.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;today's the 28th of august..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a year already eh? :/ i guess i didn't think i'd get this far last year when everything changed. and maybe the slip of my tongue to a random kid who i just met not for too long made everything turn upside down. and i told you, somehow, in the end. and nothing changed, and i liked every bit of  it(: maybe i might not have shown/said/did anything, but i really meant everything i said, no false intentions, no lies. but after everything, i did get back up. i had to, i wanted to, and now, i did.. and everything seems to be messed up now): i really hoped it wouldn't change anything, but it did, and not only me though, everything around us seems to be affected as well. you've got no idea how much i want to tell you the stuff that'd really going on, but i guess i just can't? not on the accord of not being able to talk to you, but more of the possibility of you getting hurt): i'm sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;it could've lasted abit longer, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i should have found out a little sooner,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and all this little things would have changed all together.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess it's just a little late, -&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/1390476808961262975-4829997324364444940?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/4829997324364444940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=4829997324364444940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/4829997324364444940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/4829997324364444940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/08/todays-28th-of-august.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-8298660271849141643</id><published>2008-08-23T20:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T22:41:34.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;whisper to be heard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had no idea where my timetable was! till today.. i actually printed a piano piece on the back of my timetable and didn't know, hahaha! so retarded. nothing much in school, i just know i wanted to sleep during every lesson(: heheh.. i like sleeppp.. went out with geraldine and darsh! HAHAHAHAHAHA! omg, chaos. damn funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear darsh,&lt;br /&gt;please please close your mouth when you're laughing. we don't want a war with retarded arabian ladies [used tissue to cover half of my face, haha!] at the table(: and no more gross volcanic eruptions on your plate thingy pleasee! hahahahahaha! loveee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;today.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up super super early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;turnedoncomforahile. readafewstuffhereandthere, didtknowwhattodo, switcheditoff): sighs..&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did tamil homework, hahaha! i'm not a good kid, heheh.. had breakfast at 883! (: went with sis, damn retadarded. hahahaha! and mom :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;random chinese drink stall lady: *goes to my mom* ching chong ching chong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;mom: coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;sis: how'd you know what she asked what drink you wanted?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;me: she's a drink stall lady. what do you want her to ask, how are you? *smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back, did a few more questions, played alot alot of piano till i went into depression, ROFL. what?! it's a sad song, hahaha! and my mom likes it, alot alot(: went for tamil tuition! and teacher didn't come, hahaha! so i was stuck with the super gay dude, rofl. the other student didn't come too, so it was only the two of us, damn fun! sat there doing an exam paper, then we heard a scream and a thud on the wall, damn funny! must be some crazy kid :D  the dude from tuition's dodo-ishly retarded. he likes hamsters.. and keeps dunno how many of them.. hahahaha! he told be about him playing his gameboy and his hamster running up to the second floor of it's cage to watch him, or it's just attracted to the music, ROFL. then we was being all depressed for needing to wear glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;dude: i gotta wear glasses *takes of glasses* for seeing *looks very dramtic*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;me: ?!?! HAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he talked about the boys in his school who get kissed by the girlfriends on like, their neck and have to rush off to the toilet to wash it off before going to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;me: so cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;dude: Oo *starts breathing damn fast. drinks alot alot of water*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha! he's such a goody goody boy(: i likeee.. funny! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed off for guitar! saw shona at the bus stop(: some damn cute old guy sat behind me, hahaha! then she kept making fun of me cos i called him cute): !! but he was! hahahaha! then i was like, "pssttt... i can't turn!! he'd know i'm looking at him!!" hahahahahaha! guitar was damn damn damn fun/awesome/super super cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;teacher: *talking to girl beside me* must sing! see *points to me* then one day you'd be like her and play and sing 'right here waiting'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;me: who said i'd sing? *starts playing bass notes of song. continues, strums*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;teacher: *plays guitar solo while i'm strumming*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;everyone in class: *stops playing. listens to us*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;both of us: *keeps playing till the end*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;teacher: *after played finish. turns to girl* you have to sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha! damn damn cool kayys! and i panicked): !! didn't want to play it wrongly, and i didn't! HAPPY(: hahahaha! saw kashmira on the way back home! gosh, imissyou): i haven't talked to you for ages.. sighs.. one day(: hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back home and mom got me food(: i like foodd.. and me and my sis went to play badminton in the hall, again. hahaha! and i played it with my mom. she cheats! like, seriously! she hits it damn damn low, or smashed it right at my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;mom: *smashes shuttle right at face*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;me: *screams. ducks.* i don't wanna play anymore! you cheat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha! and she keeps asking me if the clothes she's tailoring herself is nice. and gosh, it is(: and sis was being all D: about all the cuckoo looking people with the same name as her on friendster, damn funny! HAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, aftersomanyhappythingstodayimstillnotsatisfied): sighs.. somethingsbuggingme.. andithinkiknowhat): i've got no reason to talk about it. -poof-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;to mom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have no idea how much i'm trying to please you): i wanted to make your life a living nightmare, and do the exact opposite of everything you wanted me to do, just cos you made mine go upside down and miserable. after i heard you talked to mdmyeoh about me and she went to talk to masque, you have no idea how upset i got. and everyone knew there was something going on at home, and me): but it must have been something she said to you, cos after that you changed. even monessha noticed, you've become more understanding and extremely nice. and i felt terrible for being so unfair to you, cos you're still my mom.. reverse psychology works eh? you listened to everything, and made things seem so much eaiser. no more pressure, and i got so afraid i'd disappoint you): you listened to everything, even the most nonsensical things i say to you in the morning, making you listen to me play the piano, though i'd take forever to complete the song cos i'm playing it just cos it's nice and i've got no idea how to. you're busy and you still wait for me. you called me everyday to check on me. i used to think it's like some crazy house arrest thing, but you called to check if i was sick or anything and to see if i was going okay. when i was in the last state of going crazy about my results, though my decision was truly the last option, you didn't question me but instead wanted to help me. and i worked hard, i really really did. i hope i didn't disappoint you. and i'm really sorry if i did): sighs.. iloveyou): though i've never said it before, and only ever written it in birthday cards or in mothers' day gifts, but it's cos since i've never told you before that's why i don't. i don't know what else to say): i'm out-&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;time's runnin' out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-8298660271849141643?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/8298660271849141643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=8298660271849141643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/8298660271849141643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/8298660271849141643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/08/whisper-to-be-heard-friday-i-had-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-1157652058586339472</id><published>2008-08-21T19:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T19:15:57.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;most pristine water,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;don't waste it on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;moday/tuesday/wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got terrible memory and i don't remember a thing): !! hahaha! oh well(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got alot of things to say): but i'm just too lazy and not bothered to type it here. soo, if i ever talk about it to anyone, well then, so you know *nods* and that's it. i've got nothing else to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confused. frustrated. depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;imnotleaving(:  -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-1157652058586339472?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/1157652058586339472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=1157652058586339472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/1157652058586339472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/1157652058586339472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/08/most-pristine-water-dont-waste-it-on-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-937929313253043878</id><published>2008-08-17T17:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T18:51:40.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bang goes the gun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and it hits the heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;enjoy the silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-just, loving you-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;funn(: ROFL. wanted to go for kiddy's guitar lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i was exhausted [sounds so so wrong, haha!]&lt;br /&gt;2. the kiddies annoyance would kill me. don't like kiddies&lt;br /&gt;3. i'd feel like a pedo. i'm not like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;(: hahahahahaha! *wiggles eyebrows* d:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 5 and couldn't sleep after seeing your text. ah! i'm sorry! i fell asleep): and i just stoned in bed waiting for your reply): 4moreyearskayys? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piano! gah! so funn.. i love my teacher(: she's damn nice! she didn't kill me for not practising, heheh.. 4 songs at the same time.. ?!?! and i actually wanted to learn more, waltz(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;teacher: you gotta pronouce his name properly. chopin [says it in the proper way, which sounds like sho-pan. HAHAHAHAHA!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;me: chop. in. *with hand actions*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;me: *plays song with only right hand*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;teacher: where'd the left hand go? no need huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;me: no need *smile.smile.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;teacher: *plays pretty pretty song with right hand only*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;me: where'd the left hand go? no need is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;teacher: hur, you learn fast.. no need *smile.smile.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;me: you learn fast too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha! fun fun fun! cuckoo videos! i love jap people! they're so HAPPY HYPER(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="244" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ll2kajMH2u0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ll2kajMH2u0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="244" width="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="244" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4bekQU9l8hk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4bekQU9l8hk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="244" width="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cool! they're damn open! [i forgot the correct word, tsk): now it seems all wrong, haha!] oh! outgoing! hahaha! ooo.. sad jap show): *sniffle* omgg, damn damn sad! uhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*movie just ended*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;mom: *opens the door*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;me: you know you know! damn sad! *talks alot alot of nonsense with damn sad after every sentence and finished telling the story in thirty seconds*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;mom: *walks over. kisses me. walks out.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love her(: hahahaha! and she called me a crazy cos i was walking around with my blankey moaning about how sad the show was, haha! funny :D dad's watching badminton..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;sis: *was talking about how our chinese teacher asked her who she supported in badminton, and she saying malaysia and how she was being an all daddy's girl*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;dad: of cos! malaysia will win. only smart people will know that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;me: *from inside the room. screams* die! malaysia! die!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;dad: see, only smart people do know(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so mean! *sulk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;mom: *was folding clothes. looks at me* you don't where any shirt is it? why that one [sis. hahahaha!] have so many clothes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;me: heheh.. naked(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh! people who watch incredible tales! here me! here me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;incredible tales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10.30 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it moved to a later time): !! damn you olympics, pfftt.. oh well(: hmm.. don't think there's anything else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;quick steps, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;no gaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-937929313253043878?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/937929313253043878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=937929313253043878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/937929313253043878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/937929313253043878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/08/bang-goes-gun-and-it-hits-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-3137659805025551624</id><published>2008-08-15T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T22:18:09.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;closer to perfection,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and it's a match&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math, science. science rocked! math sucked): gosh, i really gotta do something about that. i can't suck at it forever. and i've finally got an ambition :D which needs math *sulk* pfftt.. oh well, study! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d&amp;amp;t! damn damn easy! hahaha! last minute i realised i could draw all the stuff when cbl kept giving us the answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;cbl: girls! the answers are on the visualiser. don't look okay. do it yourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;class: *everyone looks up and copies*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!! hahahahaha! that wasn't even helpful. finished it! HAPPY(: not gonna fail, heheh.. tamil oral rocked! heheh.. muthi = loveee(: ROFL! HAHAHAHAHAHA! and this'd be the only time i'm ever saying that *nods* kayys, nothing more. lazy, tired-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;let your heart do all the talking-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-3137659805025551624?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/3137659805025551624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=3137659805025551624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/3137659805025551624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/3137659805025551624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/08/closer-to-perfection-and-its-match.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-2967041462003053906</id><published>2008-08-13T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T21:35:03.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lift up your heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;let go of your fear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;our time is near.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised i'm blogging like, every 2 days *shrugs* so cuckoo. anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;yesterday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english and geog): gosh.. geog was damn !! everything seemed correct, uhh.. english went way wat more better then geog, sighs): justhopingidontfailanything *nods*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;today!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tamil and lit): [there's a sad face on every exam, gosh. HAPPY(: ] tamil sucks): !! pfftt.. wrote some funny dictionary meaning to words.. *shrugs* what.. i couldn't find a word to replace it(: fell asleep halfway and got back up, and still had time after that, heheh.. people beside me, feel the pressure, moohahahaha! finish lit super fast too, gosh my hand hurts): and now my handwriting's all messy, ahhh): !!! *sulk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so funny. sis went to a therapist person thingy to get her shoulder fixed [?!?! hahahaha!] but then her left shoulder was facing the doctor person when the right one was hurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;doctor: *massages left shoulder* painful?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;monessha: no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;doctor: huh? you're supposed to feel something, you feel nothing at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;monessha: no, my right shoulder's aching though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;doctor: pfftt.. *moves over to the other side* you could have said so earlier..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha! so retarded! (: sighs.. so much to study): andifeelallfunnyagain, tsk): heheh.. HAPPY(: though, something's amiss *nods* -sititahwaedidoogyrevatogeviknihtidna- sighs, it can't be right *nods* (: kayys, nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;minutes away-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-2967041462003053906?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/2967041462003053906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=2967041462003053906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/2967041462003053906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/2967041462003053906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/08/lift-up-your-heart-let-go-of-your-fear.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-7362682993495500032</id><published>2008-08-11T19:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T21:38:56.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you're not one to kiss and tell,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;but word is you kiss pretty well-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;yesterday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changed piano lesson to math lesson. omgg, 2 hours of maths *&amp;amp;^$%*% i.wanted.to.die): !! but it was fun, i just hate math. hahahaha! i don't wanna fail): pfftt.. must study(: studied math.. went to play badminton with my teacher, loveher(: she's like, 40+ years old, hahaha! and she's seen me GROW! (: from a crazy little kindergarten kid who cries for everything till now, hahaha! she's damn good! wth, haha! i lost practically every single shuttle she hit to me. what.. i haven't played it in ages.. played again later, won every game(: even monessha. i won kayys! don't be a dodo head :D burnt the side of my ankle, still hurts): ouchies.. plaster! the lady at the community centre who gave me the plaster didn't want to see the blood thingy, hahaha! had to leave earlier than wanted, had to study): sighs.. oh well, hoping it's worth it(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;today!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to get up early to go for tamil tuition [had to do homework first, heheh.. what.. no one likes homework(: ] the boys at the tamil class are damn funny! hahahahaa! we have like loads and loads of fun, damn cuckoo! one of them told us that he liked to kill his hamters so he wouldn't have to take care of them ?!?!?! that's just sad! and we had to write some compo thingy and had to use the given words, and he didn't use them and i did. and the teacher was all, "she used them! *looks at me* i can just kiss you" me: "ooo... Oo !!" hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i.didn't.want.to.get.out.of.bed): i like dreaming.. :D hahahaha! i love pillow(: oh oh! funny pic, sis sent it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SKA7l0Ca10I/AAAAAAAAAHg/5lHtolHLPIs/s1600-h/Clown+Mouse+..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SKA7l0Ca10I/AAAAAAAAAHg/5lHtolHLPIs/s200/Clown+Mouse+..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233248287814506306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's funny.. hahahahaha! cute(: teacher came over to my place today! i look too smart in my glasses! tsk): and my eye sight's going all funny now.. oh oh! and i'm long sighted, which the optician person thought was damn weird.. *shrugs* gahh.. sighs.. shallwearthecuckoothingsforcommontests): sighs.. okay then(: she was like, "you've got like some double life. look like a nerd at home and study, then go out and action" wth, hahahahaha! i don't kayys! *sulk* but funny(: studied finish geog, heheh.. HAPPY(: now gotta work on lit and science, and i've got no clue what'd coming out for D&amp;amp;T! shit): die.. oh well! (: kayys, i'm out-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;dear tragedy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;it's all a lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;breath taker,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;smile faker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-7362682993495500032?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/7362682993495500032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=7362682993495500032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/7362682993495500032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/7362682993495500032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/08/youre-not-one-to-kiss-and-tell-but-word.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SKA7l0Ca10I/AAAAAAAAAHg/5lHtolHLPIs/s72-c/Clown+Mouse+..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-6426521757064492111</id><published>2008-08-09T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T23:15:11.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you make me smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;please stay for awhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;just say you'd never leave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;without me saying please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. guitar): !! ah): so sad. i was actually looking forward to it): i think  there's math tomorrow, uhhh... it's. so. ah): and i need it so so badly. sighs.. watched NDP! gosh, it finished damn early this year. usually it'd end around 11 and now it ended at 8. weird..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SJ2yn7Af-VI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/aEvTiAkDaow/s1600-h/riddler+poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SJ2yn7Af-VI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/aEvTiAkDaow/s200/riddler+poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232534740998814034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm dying look at this pic, hahaha! so so cool! ahhh(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SJ2yoGQkfTI/AAAAAAAAAHY/8m2foNQLaWo/s1600-h/bbfe002a6fda4804da9939d1a83ac70a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SJ2yoGQkfTI/AAAAAAAAAHY/8m2foNQLaWo/s200/bbfe002a6fda4804da9939d1a83ac70a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232534744019008818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just damn damn cool! omg, nurul! i love you for this(: so funny! hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kayys, tired): very very tired. mom said i've been looking all exhausted for days.. sighs.. ): gotta.study.tomorrow. *nods* yup! shall go sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;goodnight~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-6426521757064492111?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/6426521757064492111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=6426521757064492111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/6426521757064492111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/6426521757064492111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-make-me-smile-please-stay-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SJ2yn7Af-VI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/aEvTiAkDaow/s72-c/riddler+poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-872582583605595615</id><published>2008-08-09T10:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T13:01:24.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;champagne brown matches your eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;every night got wasted in sighs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;no rewinds, no set backs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;no heartbreak times-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. d&amp;amp;t in the morning. man.. i hate that lesson so so much, so boring.. then recess, nothing. english, nothing.. tamil! was dodo stuff, a camera! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SJ0U7m8lCwI/AAAAAAAAAG4/3L0Wu3UFwsE/s1600-h/drawn+camera.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SJ0U7m8lCwI/AAAAAAAAAG4/3L0Wu3UFwsE/s200/drawn+camera.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232361356373854978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks abit cuckoo, hmm.. *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;least i didn't get caught drawing it? :D i've got a kazillion tamil homework): !! uhh.. then cs, *sulk* i hate cs, so so much. and miss jean's really nice, she didn't scold us for so much incomplete work, gotta start abit of work in it. pbl.. started, HAPPY(: waited super super long for darsh,  hahahaha! tsk tsk, i'm so disappointed in you :D racerrr.. i've never seen you so happy, ROFL. that's good(: now i don't have to make you happier [you'll never kick my butt! moo-hahahaha! you can let me kick yours? (: ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat down at home taking cuckoo pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SJ0aet9Hw1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/EZWVrgyDIO4/s1600-h/blackandwhite.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SJ0aet9Hw1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/EZWVrgyDIO4/s200/blackandwhite.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232367457108738898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like picture.. i've got pontianak nails! ah): don't.wanna.cut.them): !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SJ0afBulOiI/AAAAAAAAAHI/SJT7199_gCg/s1600-h/DSC00761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SJ0afBulOiI/AAAAAAAAAHI/SJT7199_gCg/s200/DSC00761.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232367462416464418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh.. you gotta look at the spiderman's hands! so cute! ahh! haahahaha! iloveyoumoron(: no, kayys, actually i don't. heck(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;national day celebration! i just realised that practically the whole of masque is in anklung, damn sad! hahaha! joined g3(: dini! "fly! fly! butterfly!" hahahaha! so funny, senior and junior class won(: gah! i'll miss g1 next year and ever more, so so much):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt funny the whole day, no idea why.. went out with hilary! hahahaha! so fun! gah! &lt;u&gt;B&lt;/u&gt;attle &lt;u&gt;R&lt;/u&gt;eady &lt;u&gt;A&lt;/u&gt;rmour! ROFL. lucky i was wearing a skirt, or i'd look like some perv, so wrong! ran around kinokuniya, omgg.. you kept abandoming me! i was so lost! ah): met [i took damn long to remember how to spell that! haha!] min yee and ximian like, 3 times. hahaha! so funny. and i sent you back home again! ah! hahaha! we saw the cuckoo cactus :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skiddle dee, skiddle dumm..&lt;br /&gt;i think bugs are finer than rum..&lt;br /&gt;[say it in a piratey voice! haha!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh.. dontcareifyourmemoryisgoneornot. i'd kill her for you?(: imissthem):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ah): unexpected stuff, so so many unexpected stuff. i'm sorry i lost that spark in me after so long, but i guess i just got over it): imsososorry):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;today(:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't want to wake up, heheh.. so many pretty pretty dreams(: sighs.. so nice, gah. NO TAMIL TUITION! (: well, happy and sad i guess. happy cos i don't gotta rush the homework, sad cos i actually like going there, the lesson's damn fun! funny gay boy(: and his friend, haha! guitar later crossing fingers the ten year old girl permanently switched to my lesson. doubt so, by i still can hope, heheh.. :D kayys, done for now(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;stand back up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;look up, look forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;stand back up):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-872582583605595615?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/872582583605595615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=872582583605595615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/872582583605595615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/872582583605595615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/08/champagne-brown-matches-your-eyes-every.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvXZ8AgA7g8/SJ0U7m8lCwI/AAAAAAAAAG4/3L0Wu3UFwsE/s72-c/drawn+camera.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-3379575912213187355</id><published>2008-08-06T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:56:31.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;memories are playing like a film without sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As we go on, we remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All the times we, had together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And as our lives change, from whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We will still be, friends forever&lt;br /&gt;[the graduation song - vitamin c]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;today! science! damn fun! teacher and student fight, hahahaha! omg, so cuckoo. no one can keep quiet in our class. then umm.. english! everyone was copying answers, relief teacher, she was damn nice! so fun(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;me: everyone's gotta love our class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;nurul: i bet no teacher would ever forget coming here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh.... (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emmy.. emmy.. feel better kayys. you gotta come back to school, i'm dying of boredom. we'd go scare more people in the arts con kayys, haha! and ooo... we made a mascot in one period and a few hours in school, haha! damn fun! dini(: went back home with masque(: i keep forgetting we have so much fun going home together *nods* oh oh! thank you for not abandoning me! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;dini: dini is a bisexual name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;nurul: bisexual?! i think you meant unisexual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha! and geraldine called herself a smart ass. ?!?! who calls themselves smart, then ass. ROFL. addie! be glad i forgot what you said, or it'd be up here too, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;*me and geraldine sitting at the bus stop*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*random uncle cycles past* : kaaa... puih! [spits at the side of the bus stop]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;me and geraldine: *looks at each other, bursts out laughing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! then today we were thinking about how itchy our throats would be if we did that, haha! so retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;98.7 jokes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;cha sao pau and spaghetti we enemies. so one day, spaghetti went up to cha sao pau and beat him up and ran away. cha sao pau was all sad and wanted to take revenge. so the next day, he sa maggi mee. maggi me was this random girl and she was all 'la la la la laa..' and hopping here and there, and cha sao pau was like: 'oi! you! you think you perm your hair i won't know is it?! *beats up maggi mee*&lt;/span&gt; hahahahahahaha! omg, so retarded! ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much already. falling sick, and my fitness is dropping): tsk. and i look exhausted when i'm extremely hyper everyday.. sighs.. i'm done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;second times the charm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-3379575912213187355?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/3379575912213187355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=3379575912213187355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/3379575912213187355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/3379575912213187355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/08/memories-are-playing-like-film-without.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-5200678538838296581</id><published>2008-08-05T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T22:29:06.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;memories; pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;in a broken frame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY RACER!&lt;/span&gt; gosh.. you're really old D: ah! oh well, hahaha! one step closer to granny hood *nods* and you never know, soon enough you'd only be able to eat oatmeal like old people, heheh.. oatmeal(: [they're very very healthy. not meant for kids *nods* :D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh, school. nothing much. have alot of catching up to do cos i've missed alot of days, many presentations and gotta rush alot of stuff, and study): sighs.. study.. ah, you): after all the scolding i got, and now you're being terribly nice to me. why): and now i feel awful and practically forcing myself to study my butt off so i'd do well.. reverse psychology, pfftt.. sighs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emmy! you didn't come to school today): feel better dudette! and once you're all better, i'll let you steal my stuff [for 2 seconds(: ] kayys! *nods* come back to school):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kayy, sad song): omgg.. so sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="3" height="244"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0HDM3eYp4KQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0HDM3eYp4KQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got nothing else to say.. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*snap*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-5200678538838296581?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/5200678538838296581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=5200678538838296581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/5200678538838296581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/5200678538838296581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/08/memories-pictures-in-broken-frame-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-2790779090460181385</id><published>2008-08-04T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T22:21:48.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;now? later?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;now):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i studied! :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D rofl. emmy.. dude.. you can't fall sick *nods* you're my i-throw-things-at-you partner): i'll be super extremely very very nice to cos you're sick, uh huh! won't throw anymore stuff at you. and once you're better! *evil smile* (: and then! we shall go scare more people at the arts con, haha! so fun! ahh.. iloveyouemmy(: ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for hockey match, damn fun! hahahaha! jaya! you gave everyone like a heart attack when you defended the ball, hahaha! and everyone was like, shouting your name. damn cuckoo(: you gotta love the people at the sidelines, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, so weird. went back home at 8, and nothing happened. ?!?! something's really messed up.. usually i'd get all the world's nagging for coming after 6 [though i stay retardedly far away] and then now.. ahh.. so weird.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybeitsjustcosyouneedmyhelpnow, thoughithinkitstotalnonsense. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;gotta, have to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and hopefully will-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-2790779090460181385?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/2790779090460181385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=2790779090460181385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/2790779090460181385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/2790779090460181385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/08/now-later-now-i-studied-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-7937508059347635056</id><published>2008-08-03T10:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T10:43:14.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and it's tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah! ah! ah! haven't posted for so long): oh well, nothing to say about the past few days, just glad everything's over [?] i guess, and suddenly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; abnormally, nice. sighs, nowifeelbad, tsk): but nothing's gonna change *nods* it's always been like that for years and this year isn't gonna be any different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed alot alot of school, sighs.. not gonna miss any other day anymore(: and gotta start studying for CTs.. one more week! ahhhhh!!! no time): and i gotta gotta do better than last sem or i'd be killed beyond revival *nods* i'm. dying. in. math. *dies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monessha... *scratches clothes* heheh... i like being [evil] older(: you! omg, you made me feel super super evil with a 250 word thingy, ROFL. *eats head* :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs.. song(: meanssomucheh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/309BZ8klk2c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/309BZ8klk2c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't think i'll be blogging as much as before, maybe till final years.. yup(: i'm done-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;in a flash,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's&lt;/span&gt; gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-7937508059347635056?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/7937508059347635056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=7937508059347635056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/7937508059347635056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/7937508059347635056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-its-tonight-ah-ah-ah-havent-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-7255840018308149828</id><published>2008-07-30T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T21:08:53.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;touch, felt, heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and everything stopped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;heartbeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday.. yesterday.. nothing much. had to take tamil test at the study pavillion, pfftt.. fell asleep): !! didn't have much time, just did it anyhow. we had lit! ahh! so retarded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*having quiz between lady macbeth and questioner*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;questioner: why do you seek our help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;nishan [at her seat]: cos macbeth found a new woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;questioner: what if we cannot offer you help?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;me [in my seat]: i'll go find another man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;questioner: how do you think you can persuade macbeth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;me [in my seat]: i'll bring him to a room and act all sexy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha! omg, damn damn fun! then nishan told this damn gay story, where macbeth found lady macbeth and some other man in a room, and asked if he could join them, haha! so funny! :D&lt;br /&gt;went back home with masque, after so so long! gah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[in the train]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;*nat calls popular*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;nat: hello. can i check my reservations for breaking dawn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*pause*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;nat: breaking dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;the rest: *stares at her*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;nat: breaking dawn.  ..........  b. r. a. k. i. n. g. eh, wait! b. r. e. a. k. i. n. g. d. a. w. n.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;the rest: *?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;nat: huh? oh, my name's natasha &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*pause*&lt;/span&gt; natasha. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*pause*&lt;/span&gt; n. a. t. a. s. h. a.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;the rest: *bursts out laughing* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha! then later she told us it was some filipino lady, ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today! nothing much.. wrote on alot of people's hands, hahaha! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;today was super super fun&lt;/span&gt;(: actually, i've got alot to say, just have no idea how to phrase it, so heck :D shall leave everything in me, heheh.. kayys, i'm done-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-7255840018308149828?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/7255840018308149828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=7255840018308149828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/7255840018308149828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/7255840018308149828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/07/touch-felt-heard.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390476808961262975.post-9139652757765267924</id><published>2008-07-28T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T23:42:23.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;back, back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;back to where it ended,&lt;br /&gt;and it re-began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent whole day at the library stoning, damn cuckoo! haha! least i wasn't bored out of my mind at home :D had to rush back for doctor's review, tsk): and realised everything got worse and i'm dying.. [kidding! rofl] *shrugs* she said if this meds doesn't work i gotta go do some damn x-ray thingy at the hospital, maybe. well, least we know it won't work, pfftt.. and she's all freaked out about my tiredness and not telling me much about it D: maybe there's something up with that. gah! i'm too young to die! nooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta wear glasses! tsk): 0.0 &lt;- !! uhhh.... damn, will only wear it in class, and the rest of the day, shall keep it in my pocket, like primary school :D omg, ex link card.. i. want. to. die. damn, i really gotta get that thing lost, it's not dying in the washing machine [went in there thrice already, heheh..] D: and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;! stole all my picks! shall bribe you with chocolate, heheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta. sleep. so tired.. i forgot how to use dreamweaver! like, totally dunno anything, tsk): how.. how.. die): sighs.. oh well, gotta figure out something about that. kayys, i'm done,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;but just,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;not from where it began-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390476808961262975-9139652757765267924?l=pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/feeds/9139652757765267924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390476808961262975&amp;postID=9139652757765267924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/9139652757765267924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390476808961262975/posts/default/9139652757765267924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickboy-ryder.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-back-back-to-where-it-ended-and-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Niveetha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
