<?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-93559604532708250</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:34:38.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joel's Daily Falling Leaf</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93559604532708250/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606460319511323931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-5f6ydgWz5g/SZlK7yHGWII/AAAAAAAAABY/3vxw9CWVxc0/S220/Copy+of+pee.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93559604532708250.post-2556662620079899593</id><published>2009-03-08T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T09:31:49.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's been awhile since i come online. i didn't wanted to. because i didn't know what to do. anyway i've been thinking a lot lately. and i was thinking about life. i think life is weird, when think you think something won't happen, it will. and when you think it won't, it will. it's like all of it is invert. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;L - Lust, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when loving someone. there is always been a silent moment fill with lust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O - Only one, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the moment of loving someone whenever he/she is you're or not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they'll still be the only one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;V - Venom, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when the love of kiss comes. it's like a venom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you feel it flowing through your entire body till it reaches the heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E - Evocative,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; the strong image, memories or feeling you have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feeling an emptiness inside of me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the love in me is missing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's because my heart is turning black.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hopefully someone can save it in time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;I still miss her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Joe&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/93559604532708250-2556662620079899593?l=joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com/feeds/2556662620079899593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com/2009/03/power-of-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93559604532708250/posts/default/2556662620079899593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93559604532708250/posts/default/2556662620079899593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com/2009/03/power-of-love.html' title='The Power of Love.'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606460319511323931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-5f6ydgWz5g/SZlK7yHGWII/AAAAAAAAABY/3vxw9CWVxc0/S220/Copy+of+pee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93559604532708250.post-5238237514143432609</id><published>2009-02-25T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T05:31:27.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>24th.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;24th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Is one of the best moment i have in my life. went to a concert at billboard night club last night. it was amazing. damn! i want to go again. saw my favourite band perform. the line is really ridiculous now. so i'll upload my pictures tomorrow soon. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stay tune. cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Jodee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93559604532708250-5238237514143432609?l=joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com/feeds/5238237514143432609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com/2009/02/24th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93559604532708250/posts/default/5238237514143432609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93559604532708250/posts/default/5238237514143432609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com/2009/02/24th.html' title='24th.'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606460319511323931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-5f6ydgWz5g/SZlK7yHGWII/AAAAAAAAABY/3vxw9CWVxc0/S220/Copy+of+pee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93559604532708250.post-3272928992961548420</id><published>2009-02-23T02:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T02:52:17.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cutting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today we start cutting mannequin's head  in our class. it's name is call Angie. lol. anyway part of that, i finish pretty quick cause i already know how to cut. it's call solid form. but as if you know what is it? lol. Caddy made me mop the salon. because i ran away when she ask me to sweep the floor during lunch. damn it! but it was all good. = D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The fridge in my place broke down. it stop working out of sudden and i'm trying to finish the chocolate milk which is 3 litters and 6 sticks of ice-creams as fast as possible. anyone want one? be my guess. i'm fill already and i'm going to be fat soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh boy, oh boy, oh boooy! today is 23rd already. so tomorrow i'll be going to billboard night club for the concert! can't wait. damn! i'm going to see Lamb Of God, In Flames, and Unearth LIVE! yea! will snap picture to blog on. and i'm going to make Paul jealous. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just finish watching a movie with Michael and my sister. it wasn't a really good show. it was just okay. it's really complicated tho. it's call The Internationals. don't watch in the cinema. waste of money. -.-" Been waiting for her to reply my text since since she said she will when she chat with me just now. it's been 6 hours since she told me and my phone still stays in silent. she told me she'll doing a very important assignment. so i don't want to bother her. hmmm. wander what is she doing now. not even 30 minutes to text me and say hi? what are you doing? been waiting for my message? i'm still waiting. hopefully she'll text sooner or come online. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;= (&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;signed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;joE   &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/93559604532708250-3272928992961548420?l=joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com/feeds/3272928992961548420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com/2009/02/cutting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93559604532708250/posts/default/3272928992961548420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93559604532708250/posts/default/3272928992961548420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com/2009/02/cutting.html' title='Cutting.'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606460319511323931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-5f6ydgWz5g/SZlK7yHGWII/AAAAAAAAABY/3vxw9CWVxc0/S220/Copy+of+pee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93559604532708250.post-3995041962171055985</id><published>2009-02-21T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T08:07:07.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It doesn't hut a bit. -.-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Woke up about 7.30 this morning. got up, wash up and have a morning shower as usual and got ready for class. half way walking i realise i forgot to bring my uni's "kau pai". didn't really bother cause there's  a test and i'll be late if i go back and take it. it was fine. so i'm not suppose to sit for the test. but i still did. lol. James said it's fine. just don't get caught or you'll be sent home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;anyway what's special about today is umm.... not special exactly but just something new. i pierce my left ear. lol. i ask you sure gays are on the right than she said "yes i'm very sure!" so i carried on and pierce it. i've to keep the steel thing on for 6 weeks. -.- but it's fine. lol. i don't mind. it doesn't hurt a bit. i don't know why people keep saying it hurts to get your ear pierce. mine's fine. = P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've to go to sleep now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Cheers people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;jOel.&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/93559604532708250-3995041962171055985?l=joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com/feeds/3995041962171055985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-doesnt-hut-bit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93559604532708250/posts/default/3995041962171055985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93559604532708250/posts/default/3995041962171055985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-doesnt-hut-bit.html' title='It doesn&apos;t hut a bit. -.-'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606460319511323931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-5f6ydgWz5g/SZlK7yHGWII/AAAAAAAAABY/3vxw9CWVxc0/S220/Copy+of+pee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93559604532708250.post-7232738437557127499</id><published>2009-02-19T07:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T07:24:23.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a decide decision. My rule.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;It's the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;It's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Decide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;I've been a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ool&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;By living behind a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mask&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&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/93559604532708250-7232738437557127499?l=joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com/feeds/7232738437557127499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-decide-decision-my-rule.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93559604532708250/posts/default/7232738437557127499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93559604532708250/posts/default/7232738437557127499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-decide-decision-my-rule.html' title='It&apos;s a decide decision. My rule.'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606460319511323931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-5f6ydgWz5g/SZlK7yHGWII/AAAAAAAAABY/3vxw9CWVxc0/S220/Copy+of+pee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93559604532708250.post-2790763731920180090</id><published>2009-02-19T06:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T07:00:40.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The V for Valentine.</title><content type='html'>It was a total laugh. = D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That day. On the very valentine's day. I had a smile. She tell me she'll come online when i ask her to have a online date with me few days back. She promise she will. I ask her. Did anyone ask you out for a date? She said "yes, a few guys did. But i'm deny all. I told them i already have a date." I thought she was talking about me. I was just being cool about it. Didn't ask who's that lucky guy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But on the day come, we were still texting the whole day. Well not when i'm working. Because i'm not allowed to. After i finishing  working, it was around 10.37pm here in aussie. I took a tram back. A girl came and sit opposite me. She was holding a bunch of tulips. I ask "is that tulips? It looks lovely." she replied "yes, some guy gave it to me." i smile and said "my ex loves tulips." &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i got down from the tram. I saw so many couples walking around with flowers. I pass by a flower stall, surprisingly it's not close yet. And it's 11am already. I walk in and ask for a single tulips. The lady ask "is it for someone special? You sure are lucky, this is the second last tulips i have." I said "yes, some one very special indeed. thank you." i left the stall. and that moment i texted her and ask. "where are you now. what are you doing?" it was 7pm in msia. she replied "i'm in the hospital visiting mama." i replied her and said something like i'll be waiting for you online. she didn't replied after that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i was home. i was alone. my sister and her husband when on a date too and they came back very late. all i did was on my laptop and stare at the tulips. it was so pretty. i never thought flowers are really that pretty. now i know why she like tulips so much. i waited and waited. i feel like calling her. but i don't have any phone card left. i did not sleep until 5 something in the morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later the next day. I didn't want to talk to her. I just try not to look at my phone as much as possible. I went down and had some puffs. And i gave my tulips to one lady by the street. she was a bagger. i told her. my date didn't show up and this is for you. she was so happy. and she said "God bless you young boy." End of it. i came home and I on my laptop. i saw her in msn. i nudge her ask why she didn't appear online yesterday. she say she didn't know i was expecting her. she said all i need is my malay gf. and she told me last night i went on a date. i stood silent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much for a valentine. even if i don't believe in valentine. i didn't know it's gonna be so bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My word for the V day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"While i waited with a single white tulips, she receive a bunch of tulips. Single is nothing compare to a bunch. why bother about the single when you can have a bunch?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that how my valentine when. how bout yours? hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Nkj.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/93559604532708250-2790763731920180090?l=joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com/feeds/2790763731920180090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-hurts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93559604532708250/posts/default/2790763731920180090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93559604532708250/posts/default/2790763731920180090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-hurts.html' title='The V for Valentine.'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606460319511323931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-5f6ydgWz5g/SZlK7yHGWII/AAAAAAAAABY/3vxw9CWVxc0/S220/Copy+of+pee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93559604532708250.post-8936255084222957127</id><published>2009-02-18T08:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T09:10:47.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The foggy scene.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So lost. Feels like i'm standing in the foggiest place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Where you can't even see who's standing right in front of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I don't know what am i feeling now. I'm so lost. I know what i want. But it seems that what i want is not what i really wanting it for. My smiles and laugher is just a mask. The time when i take off my mask is the time when i lie down in my bed,  looking at my phone. It usually beeb at that moment. But recently after valentine's day, it stop. I wonder, does she ever bother to send a text to me? Is she really that busy? Or she's just waiting for me to text her first? But she already know i won't text her because i already told her it's expensive here. Sometimes i wish i never knew. Sometimes i wish i never heard or seen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;If i ask God for a wish. i wonder will he grant it? i wish when i kill myself this minute. i'll won't directly go to hell but turn into a ghost or sprit. So i'm there every moment. Sometimes i wish i'm just a ghost and i can just stay just by her side. Looking at her every moment of my time. I just wish and wish and wish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Some people might believe it, some people don't. I think sometimes when you sneeze without a reason, is actually someone you love is missing you. And it been awhile since i last sneeze. I know it sounds silly but ever since she don't really talk to me, i stop sneezing. Even though the weather here is kinda cold and windy but i still don't sneeze i use to sneeze every single day without a miss in the morning. It stopped, totally stop. Have the feeling fade from her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Is it true when it hurts, all you do is find a replacement to un-love the person you love? Like a friend to hang out with, to share with, to talk to. I'm just wondering. Actually coming to that point, i don't actually have that kind of friends. Not anymore. I thought they were. There's a person i would really want to hug and cry to right now. But she's so far from me. I want to rest, i need to rest, i have to rest, and i must rest. But the resting place is no where to be found. Not anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I'm so sick of my life now. If only she's here. Everything would be perfect. But it's not going to be. So i still have to bare with this sick and lonely life of mine. Hopefully now in melbourne, I'll get to find someone i can trust. But not to love. Because the one i love still remains the same. It won't fade, it's in a box, deep deep down where all my darkest secrets are. I still will carry on. Till i reach my goal. This is just a chapter of my life. But it's one important chapter that will leave with me forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;"Tiny heart, stuck inside yourself. When will you open up for me? &lt;br /&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;love&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt; you so, wanna meet you again. Before one of us must go." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 10px;"&gt;                                                                                    &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;by Flyleaf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 10px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 10px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 10px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Joe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&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/93559604532708250-8936255084222957127?l=joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com/feeds/8936255084222957127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com/2009/02/foggy-scene.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93559604532708250/posts/default/8936255084222957127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93559604532708250/posts/default/8936255084222957127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com/2009/02/foggy-scene.html' title='The foggy scene.'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606460319511323931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-5f6ydgWz5g/SZlK7yHGWII/AAAAAAAAABY/3vxw9CWVxc0/S220/Copy+of+pee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93559604532708250.post-3994309161359188614</id><published>2009-02-16T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T19:50:43.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Test is over. *phew*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-5f6ydgWz5g/SZoy-GDX7nI/AAAAAAAAACg/j8yUIqluoKg/s1600-h/Photo0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-5f6ydgWz5g/SZoy-GDX7nI/AAAAAAAAACg/j8yUIqluoKg/s320/Photo0100.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303607553540222578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and there's Caddy teaching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-5f6ydgWz5g/SZoy90m9NUI/AAAAAAAAACY/2t4RItwIiZs/s1600-h/Photo0099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-5f6ydgWz5g/SZoy90m9NUI/AAAAAAAAACY/2t4RItwIiZs/s320/Photo0099.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303607548857627970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is Vi and Ai. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what a name. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-5f6ydgWz5g/SZoy94B4eLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/bA9UIhav1P4/s1600-h/Photo0098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-5f6ydgWz5g/SZoy94B4eLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/bA9UIhav1P4/s320/Photo0098.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303607549775870130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is Ryew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-5f6ydgWz5g/SZoy9aRqlfI/AAAAAAAAACI/J5caNUR0Eg4/s1600-h/Photo0097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-5f6ydgWz5g/SZoy9aRqlfI/AAAAAAAAACI/J5caNUR0Eg4/s320/Photo0097.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303607541789005298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;everybody's doing assessment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just finish my test and assessment. Caddy said i pass. weeee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Class is always fun with Caddy. She's very funny and adorable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there's another test on Sat with James. haih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wish me luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sign out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Joe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93559604532708250-3994309161359188614?l=joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com/feeds/3994309161359188614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com/2009/02/test-is-over-phew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93559604532708250.post-8982462327955736310</id><published>2009-02-16T03:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T03:37:15.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Deeply Inside A Broken Heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-5f6ydgWz5g/SZlMMi6K4PI/AAAAAAAAACA/5ItJds4ZJ_c/s1600-h/hiding.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-5f6ydgWz5g/SZlMMi6K4PI/AAAAAAAAACA/5ItJds4ZJ_c/s320/hiding.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303353814618398962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;he aching pain that i still can't let go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't want to lie to myself that i don't miss her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some how i still miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing can replace that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I feel eyelashes on my cheek,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And they lacerate my flesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;A pain so good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And put your hand in mine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Never let go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Never wake up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;'Cause I'm done with promises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm taking blood oaths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Feels like you could kiss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;my imperfections.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;My imperfections away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And I would stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Stand by your side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Until the sun turns the sky, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;All the colors I see in your eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And I'll never need to see the sun again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;There's enough light in your eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;To light up our little world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;So take me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Take me away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Kill me slowly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'll never be the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And I swear to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;On everything I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And I dedicate to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;All that I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And I promise you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;That I will stand right by your side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Forever and always, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Until the day I die. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The bite marks on my neck, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Never felt so good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm losing control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And it's all that I can do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Not to blackout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Fall into lust with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Your kisses infect me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The dark gift is loving you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And I feel immortal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And I want to make you feel the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;So stand by me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;As we immolate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;We can burn in each other's arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93559604532708250-8982462327955736310?l=joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com/feeds/8982462327955736310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com/2009/02/missing-deeply-inside-broken-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93559604532708250/posts/default/8982462327955736310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93559604532708250/posts/default/8982462327955736310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com/2009/02/missing-deeply-inside-broken-heart.html' title='Missing Deeply Inside A Broken Heart.'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606460319511323931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-5f6ydgWz5g/SZlK7yHGWII/AAAAAAAAABY/3vxw9CWVxc0/S220/Copy+of+pee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-5f6ydgWz5g/SZlMMi6K4PI/AAAAAAAAACA/5ItJds4ZJ_c/s72-c/hiding.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93559604532708250.post-6060976944040331916</id><published>2009-02-15T21:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T21:20:08.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>still new.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's all mix under one class. all around the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thailand, korean, chinese from china, south african, british, japanese, india. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and more i guess. haven't met all of them but most of them are koreans. = )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-5f6ydgWz5g/SZj2pi7Za6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4-bbTnN4YUc/s320/Photo0094.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so this is how my class look like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'll snap more soon. = )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93559604532708250-6060976944040331916?l=joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com/feeds/6060976944040331916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com/2009/02/fool-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93559604532708250/posts/default/6060976944040331916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93559604532708250/posts/default/6060976944040331916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsdailyfallingleaf.blogspot.com/2009/02/fool-for-you.html' title='still new.'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606460319511323931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-5f6ydgWz5g/SZlK7yHGWII/AAAAAAAAABY/3vxw9CWVxc0/S220/Copy+of+pee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-5f6ydgWz5g/SZj2pi7Za6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4-bbTnN4YUc/s72-c/Photo0094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93559604532708250.post-967877098774881241</id><published>2009-02-15T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T21:05:07.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;new blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;new apartment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;new collage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;new city.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;new place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;new desktop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;new environment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;new shoe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;new work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;new friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;new tv.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;new wii. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;new ps3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;new bank account.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;new phone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;new room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;new bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;new songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;new movies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;new etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;most of all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;new life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Joe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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