<?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-23626252</id><updated>2012-01-15T21:48:45.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the insights to me(amplified)</title><subtitle type='html'>this is me the inner stuff all out...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>270</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-7379814999102916551</id><published>2012-01-15T21:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T21:48:45.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never like before..</title><content type='html'>Sigh, I was thinking... Alot. I had my dignity compromised, my ego deflated all to apologised. But it wasnt recieved the way I wanted it to. I was thinking. About the things Ive done but it feels like Ive been taken for granted. At this point, I really feel like it would take more than losing my life before anyone shows any appreciation. Sigh.. I have lost myself in the problems of yesterday and it will never be the same as before. Its gonna take a miracle to bring me back and even for saying this, I get called selfish.. You dont know what its like on my end. Where you give and give but nothing is returned. And when you threatened to walk away, you are deemed as selfish. I have nothing more to give. Ive given you my all and I have nothing left. Im tired and drained. And I deserve to think about myself this once.  &lt;br/&gt; You know all my life, I always wanted that person who would die just to make me smile. Put his ego down just to wipe my tears away. I would really love to have someone who would rather die than to live a life without me. Or do everything in his power to get me back. Ive never felt that special to anyone before. But what saddens me is that I thought I had sucha person:'(.. Sigh.. Ive come to a realisation that Im not being appreciated as much as I would like to be. I wish you would just see what Ive done for you,especially knowing my background. Sigh. I will never be the same:'(&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-7379814999102916551?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/7379814999102916551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=7379814999102916551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/7379814999102916551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/7379814999102916551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2012/01/never-like-before.html' title='Never like before..'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-4367076571599909058</id><published>2012-01-15T11:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T11:37:43.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aint no fool</title><content type='html'>So you decided to leave me in my time of need. Somehow you managed to make it about you. Amazing really. You wouldnt accept the fact that you made me upset and you left. &lt;br/&gt; "Stop harrassing me", he says. &lt;br/&gt; Wow. Tears roll down my eyes like nvr before as I tried to put myself to sleep. Woke up in an unfamiliar environment. With the queasy feeling in my tummy. Seeing all these numbers.  &lt;br/&gt; And the only thing I could remember is that line. Sigh. You can seriously take back all your broken promises that you never want to make me cry.  &lt;br/&gt; There's only so much I can take and this is just putting me over the edge. That line keeps playing in my head and it only means YOU've broken up with me.  &lt;br/&gt; Dont worry, I'll come to terms with that. Cause if you leave me at my times of despair (when I needed you the most), you bloody well dont deserve me at my best.   &lt;br/&gt; After me giving you my best everytime, I dont deserve your best too? Im too much work for you? Its ok. Leaving you, I actually lose nothing. Hah! Infact, I save more. More time for myself and more money too. You know I cant believe you took the cowardice approach to this problem. You really fooled me once. Took down my fb. Cause you dont deserve to see how im doing, good or bad, after walking out. Sigh. Im still in disbelief. You have a nice life. I hope youre happy cause even in break up I gave you what you wanted. Stopped all communication. I hope this is one of those moments where I can say be careful what you wish for.  &lt;br/&gt; I'll try to get over this.  &lt;br/&gt; "stop harrassing me", he says..&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-4367076571599909058?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/4367076571599909058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=4367076571599909058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/4367076571599909058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/4367076571599909058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2012/01/aint-no-fool.html' title='Aint no fool'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-5035628920943744051</id><published>2012-01-14T14:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T14:25:53.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Impossible.</title><content type='html'>Gosh, all I needed was a lil.reassurance and you couldnt give me thay. Instead, you just walked away. You know what that tells me? That your toy is obviously more important than I am. And this is what I get. For trying to help you in so many ways and trying to be there for you. This is what I get. Are you serious? After all I did for you, you would choose your toy over me? Really? Rich bitch. Yea I said it. You cant even make an effort to see if Im ok. Livin your good life and after all what am I? Nothing to you right?? Even though I had to learn it the hard way, Im glad I know now. So I can move on. You pretended to care. Why? Why did you pretend to care? What have I ever done to you to deserve this? You wanna make me feel worthless and embarressed? Well congratulations! Cause its totally working.  &lt;br/&gt; Just so you know, every night before I go to bed I prayed for you. For you to be safe and happy. For the Lord to protect you.  &lt;br/&gt; Everytime, Im with you I always go.out of my way to help you. And this is what I get in return. You obviously dont want to have anything to do with me so why did you play with my feelings. You of all people should know I already have people in my life doing that. So you decided to join em? Im pretty sure if I died tonight, it would be good riddance for you. I cant believe you are acting the way you do. Its not the person I used to know. Then again, you decieved me very well. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Tell them I was happy. And my heart is broken. All my scars are open. Tell them what I hoped would be impossible.....&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-5035628920943744051?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/5035628920943744051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=5035628920943744051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/5035628920943744051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/5035628920943744051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2012/01/impossible.html' title='Impossible.'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-7017719276920941911</id><published>2012-01-14T01:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T01:46:35.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A lil reassurance please?</title><content type='html'>You say you dont understand even tho I put it in the simplest way.. Issit cause you choose not to understand? Thats not fair. I tried to be special. But it seems like it isnt enough. Demoralised and torn apart, you didnt even asked why I cried.. I'll back off. I'll hide out within my walls. Atleast till I get out of this depression:(&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-7017719276920941911?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/7017719276920941911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=7017719276920941911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/7017719276920941911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/7017719276920941911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2012/01/lil-reassurance-please.html' title='A lil reassurance please?'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-1765775263436912719</id><published>2011-11-20T18:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T18:18:29.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>playing with emotions, playing with fire...</title><content type='html'>Ok.. Its has been a hell of a roller coaster ride. Being depressed is no joke.. You dont eat well. You isolate yourself. You physically deprive yourself.  Socially, you lock yourself up. Its not fair that you do this to ne and dont expect me to be angry.. Who the fuck do you think you are?? You know if i were to walk away or call it quits, i lose nothing. I still have my life and family around.  But you my friend, you lose practically half your life.. You'll be alone and frankly back where you started when you first came. Bitch i was sad. I became depressed. And then i forgave. Now im pissed. You dont deserve my effort.. Why? Cause youre ignoring me. And may i ask why?? Cause you found a new toy to play with? You dont deserve anything from mw just by the way youre treating me. You make the effort. You dont respect. And frankly i made the effort to try and reconnect but after that last conversation,the feelings i had just flew away. I cied cause i couldnt believe what was happening.. Your misery made you a jerk. And you had to put it on me.. Qhy do i have to go through that? Why do i have to put up shit with u? Have u ever made the effort??? NO... So till the next time i see the 'old you', have a nice life. Cause im done with your nonsesne. Oh, and grow up will you?&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-1765775263436912719?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/1765775263436912719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=1765775263436912719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/1765775263436912719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/1765775263436912719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2011/11/ok.html' title='playing with emotions, playing with fire...'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-955363930445730336</id><published>2011-11-16T18:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T18:53:29.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A letter to you</title><content type='html'>D, &lt;br/&gt;     I want the man I love back:( Please.... &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt;  M.S. .&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-955363930445730336?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/955363930445730336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=955363930445730336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/955363930445730336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/955363930445730336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2011/11/d-i-want-man-i-love-back-please.html' title='A letter to you'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-1609696708476728869</id><published>2011-11-16T08:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T08:53:09.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heaven hear me now</title><content type='html'>As I lay me down, &lt;br/&gt; Heaven hear me now. &lt;br/&gt; I'm lost without a cause, after giving it my all... &lt;br/&gt; Winter storms have come. &lt;br/&gt; And darkened my sun. &lt;br/&gt; After all that I've been through.. &lt;br/&gt; Who on earth can I turn to?..  &lt;br/&gt; The rain is falling, defeat is calling..  &lt;br/&gt; I need you to set me free. &lt;br/&gt; Take me far away from the battle. &lt;br/&gt; I need you. Shine on me. &lt;br/&gt; I look to you...  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; (My exact feelings... ) &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-1609696708476728869?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/1609696708476728869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=1609696708476728869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/1609696708476728869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/1609696708476728869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2011/11/as-i-lay-me-down-heaven-hear-me-now.html' title='heaven hear me now'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-3050889137502617857</id><published>2011-11-12T22:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T22:30:16.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beautiful fate</title><content type='html'>As sure as the sun will rise, I know the feel of the new day brings about new possibilities. Hopes refreshed. Challenges to face. The problems of yesterdays fade to grey the moment the clock strikes midnight. And I awaken with a sincere smile on my face. The comfort of self satisfaction. Im not perfect. But I know I have to accept my reality before I can make any changes to move on. It has been a.struggle but I've come to terms with myself. And interestingly enough, after I accept myself, life got.a little more sweet. Get over heartache without a care in the world. Accepting constructive comments and bringing myself up. It may be hard at first but who said it was easy.  &lt;br/&gt; But life wasnt that easy. Not till I opened my eyes. Through all the fights and misunderstandings I grow a lil wiser. And when Im ready to forgive, I'll love you a lil deeper. Because I know you need that assurance. But I pray that God gives me the strength not to depend on you so you yourself have space to grow. To be a better person. Through our times together I've seen you through many predicaments just as you see me through mine. What I love about it.is that you stand WITH me.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; And so as days pass by, I hope we learn alot. Love more. Grow together. Support each other. Forgive. And most importantly.... Live. :* &lt;br/&gt; Love you...&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-3050889137502617857?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/3050889137502617857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=3050889137502617857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/3050889137502617857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/3050889137502617857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2011/11/beautiful-fate.html' title='beautiful fate'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-6057776869046361361</id><published>2011-10-16T10:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T10:39:36.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>purple rain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width='425' height='355'&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://www.youtube.com/v/L3HLd_STWhs&amp;rel=1'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src='http://www.youtube.com/v/L3HLd_STWhs&amp;rel=1' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' width='425' height='355'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Brought me to tears.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-6057776869046361361?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/6057776869046361361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=6057776869046361361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/6057776869046361361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/6057776869046361361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2011/10/purple-rain.html' title='purple rain.'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-1767930624271140967</id><published>2011-09-17T13:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T13:13:22.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for you.</title><content type='html'>Your lies are piercing through your masquerade like blood oozing from a stab wound. You think you can get away with this? You better drop this facade of yours or your conscience will leave you drifting away like a wraith. Souless. Emotionless. And by that time, it will be too late to ask for forgiveness. Cause you were too full of yourself. And even the person with the biggest, wouldnt recinsider the thought to leave you behind and move on. So watch your back. Sooner or later.  &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-1767930624271140967?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/1767930624271140967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=1767930624271140967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/1767930624271140967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/1767930624271140967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2011/09/for-you.html' title='for you.'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-7517115188192643163</id><published>2011-09-04T00:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T00:36:05.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>appreciate pt2.</title><content type='html'>"The answer will come to him who tries to see his life through heaven's eyes. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; So how can you judge what a man is worth. By what he builds or buys. You can never see with your eyes on earth. So look at your life through heaven's eyes" -Prince of Egypt.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-7517115188192643163?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/7517115188192643163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=7517115188192643163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/7517115188192643163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/7517115188192643163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2011/09/appreciate-pt2.html' title='appreciate pt2.'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-1732763451703979288</id><published>2011-09-04T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T13:55:05.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>appreciate</title><content type='html'>"Now that you know the truth, don't forget to be content. When the gods give you a blessing, you don't ask why it was sent" -Prince of Egypt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) I pray to keep you forever with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-1732763451703979288?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/1732763451703979288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=1732763451703979288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/1732763451703979288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/1732763451703979288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2011/09/appreciate.html' title='appreciate'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-6499083118250874284</id><published>2011-08-30T21:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T21:31:14.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not your property.</title><content type='html'>"I'll be braver, I'll be my own saviour. Standing on my own to feet. &lt;br/&gt; I won't let you close enough to hurt me" -Adele. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Sigh... Just when you found something beautiful, the voices around you tell you not to keep it. To desert the one thing that finally makes you happy cause all these years the pressure these voices give you bring you to your breaking point faster than it is to say "speed of light". You thought you had the support but it takes you getting into a fight for them to tell you that they dont like it. Cause now that my time is spent elsewhere, they cant get used to the fact. So am I supposed to present myself to you like a slave everyday so you can use me as and when you like?? Im not liberated to have my own life yet? Do you have any idea how old I am? And the fact that I need permission to live my life is quite pathetic. Sadly yes, still being restricted at this age Im positive that I have some sort of mental disorder. Its funny how I havent break at this point cause I cant imagine to what extent I have to go to before I break. You know I always wonder.. If I died, would yall cry?? Right now (and as always) I really dont believe that yall would. Cause yall never really showed that yall care. All yall ever gave me? Was dictatorship. Yes. "Dont do this". "Do that". "Follow whatever I say or I will throw you out". Thats kinda all the words I remember of you. It is so bad to a point where I fear falling ill. Not because of the pain and discomfort. But cause of the scoldings I would get on how I was wasting money falling ill. Cause I know when I wont get compassion but neglect. So I ask, if yall truly think of me as a waste of time then why do you want to dictate my life? I am not a pawn in your chess game. And not your property. I am a human being. A fact you have been oblivious to. &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-6499083118250874284?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/6499083118250874284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=6499083118250874284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/6499083118250874284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/6499083118250874284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2011/08/not-your-property.html' title='Not your property.'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-8755026278268118577</id><published>2011-08-26T21:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T21:55:30.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what are words?</title><content type='html'>"What kinda guy would I be if I was to leave when you need me most" - Chris Medina. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; I really wish people would mean that.  &lt;br/&gt; The feeling of loneliness just sucks you in. And its one feeling you cant bring yourself out of. The most dangerous feeling cause you think you have nothing to lose at the monent which drives you to do stupid things without much thought. So when you promise someone you'd be there, be there. Make your words turn into action. Show that you care and love unconditionally. Cause a person can only come out of the darkness with a strong helping hand. Cause chances are when the person is lost in the lonely abyss, she might never come back. And when she doesnt, its too late. Then what?? But when she knows she has someone whom she can count on, she feels like her existence on earth is acknowledged. And thats probably the only thing I need right now. Apart from having alot of love in my life.  &lt;br/&gt; What do you do when you have so much to say yet you dont cause you dont wanna seem weak. Cause you dont want to drift apart?   &lt;br/&gt; Well, whats the point if continuing this masochistic torture then?  &lt;br/&gt; Its starting to feel very one sided. I never asked for this. And its hard holding onto it too.  &lt;br/&gt; I deserve an angel. To be by my side always. Not literally but shows that I'm loved and acknowledged. I feel everybody deserves that. I know I'm somebody's angel. But I'm still searching for mine.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-8755026278268118577?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/8755026278268118577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=8755026278268118577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/8755026278268118577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/8755026278268118577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-are-words.html' title='what are words?'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-6251366195493284443</id><published>2011-08-25T11:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T11:38:20.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She will.</title><content type='html'>Karma's a bitch. So make sure the bitch is beautiful. Make sense? &lt;br/&gt; Think about it.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-6251366195493284443?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/6251366195493284443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=6251366195493284443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/6251366195493284443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/6251366195493284443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2011/08/she-will.html' title='She will.'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-5769984362428479584</id><published>2011-08-18T21:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T21:46:11.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>arent my prayers heard?</title><content type='html'>So Ive had this uneasy feeling for quite sometime. I dont know why. I cant explain. How does it feel when someone you love put walls around you so there isnt any means of communication? For no reason(or atleast i think so!).  let me tell you how it feels.. Kinda like it was your fault.. Like you did something wrong although I cant remember what I did wrong. My gosh I dont understand why you're being so selfish. And I definitely wanna hear your excuse for it this time cause frankly speaking if I were you, I myself couldn't come up with a damn good reason as to why the walls were up for 2 whole days against me. Im not your marionette to play with. And frankly Ive tried on my part. Tooo many damn times yet you still refuse to budge. Is this what I get for loving too much?? Sweet talker you are. I wanna see how you sweet talk your way outta this. And just when you turn towards me, Imma play your game with you and see how you like it. And I dare you to beg me cause if you do, you'll definitely get whats coming to you. No trust, no us. And you my friend aren't doing anything to make me feel safe. Which makes me wonder.. Whats on your agenda?? Definitely not me. Let me ask you this, if I did the same, would you let it fly by?? There is nothing here which exactly points towards trust. And I thought I was doing everything I can to make it work but you are doing nth. I wanna see what happens at the end of this week. If not, I cant commit. Yes you get it dont ya. Every minute there isnt any respose, I get myself ready for the worse. Lord Im reaching out to you. Ive prayed everynight for this to work but if it has to end like this, I pray you keep me safe and sane cause I know even though I may not be happy about things in my life, you always open doors for me towards more happier, more permanent things. The only thing I can say is it was good while it lasted:p And I learnt from my mistakes. Lord bless and protect me please.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-5769984362428479584?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/5769984362428479584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=5769984362428479584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/5769984362428479584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/5769984362428479584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2011/08/arent-my-prayers-heard.html' title='arent my prayers heard?'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-5711975841103802080</id><published>2011-07-25T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T23:34:19.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this one's a keeper</title><content type='html'>Today I stumbled upon this line. "Real men love curves. Only dogs love bones." Which is so true. :) Gives me a reason to smile. And another thing. A man who can appreciate your body, love your insecurities, respect your boundaries, understand your reasons is truly a gem. He touches your hairy legs, says your beautiful without make up, checks you out while youre in your sweat pants, goes all out to make sure youre okay. When a guy like that comes around, grab him. Cause it is probably the best thing you could ever ask for. And savour it while it lasts. I thank god everyday. I pray we last. I pray for you.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-5711975841103802080?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/5711975841103802080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=5711975841103802080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/5711975841103802080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/5711975841103802080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2011/07/this-one-keeper.html' title='this one&amp;#39;s a keeper'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-7596079329856379251</id><published>2011-07-22T13:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T13:45:07.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sense of belonging</title><content type='html'>I dont feel like i belong anywhere. Not at home. Not at work. Not anywhere. Dont feel like im being noticed or supported. Not listened to. Being used but not appreciated. Im gonna be a working adult soon. The transition isnt gonna be easy but i have no idea how im gonna cope. What if i do get more depressed. I do have goals. But it feels like someone else's. That person should know who. Forced to do alot of things without reasoning. How can you send me back there?? I felt as if my well being wasnt any of your concern. Thats when i realised that i didnt belong.:'(.. Im just afraid that if i dont find my interest or my zest to live.. Or even love for that matter, i might lose it.  &lt;br/&gt; With tears in my eyes, i pray God gives me something to live for cause it seems nobody want me but everybody wants me for their selfish gains. :'(&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-7596079329856379251?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/7596079329856379251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=7596079329856379251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/7596079329856379251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/7596079329856379251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2011/07/sense-of-belonging.html' title='sense of belonging'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-4808169822812202357</id><published>2011-07-21T23:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T23:12:09.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>save the hero.</title><content type='html'>Gosh i do not feel like living anymore. I dont have anything to fight for. No support from anyone for anything. It hit me like a train today. Why do i feel this way im not sure. I feel like and island. With voices that whispers my thoughts. And weather coherent with every emotion. Visitors do come and go.  &lt;br/&gt; "who's there to save the hero after she saves the world??" &lt;br/&gt; Right now i should pray for meaning. Simple yet deep. Sick of the superficial. &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-4808169822812202357?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/4808169822812202357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=4808169822812202357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/4808169822812202357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/4808169822812202357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2011/07/save-hero.html' title='save the hero.'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-7143349956738673133</id><published>2010-11-26T16:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T16:19:13.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back!</title><content type='html'>Man its has been eons since I last posted...&lt;div&gt;So much shit has been going on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wanna say, things we have to do, are always not easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it makes us who we are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes we wanna hold on but we really need to be kinder to ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So in the pursuit of our own happiness, sometimes we gotta break a few glasses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nobody said it was easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna talk to ya but I dont wanna to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See what kind of mixed feelings I have cause you're so fucked up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-7143349956738673133?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/7143349956738673133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=7143349956738673133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/7143349956738673133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/7143349956738673133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2010/11/back.html' title='back!'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-3318823162190160568</id><published>2010-06-10T12:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T12:54:58.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been a long while since the last post.&lt;br /&gt;Well, a lil ups and downs but who doesnt have those days aye?&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna highlight a certain issue that took up most of my time a few months back. And I am sure everyone has met that certain someone at least one in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;This person is somewhat fascinating when you first get to know him. ( or, as I would like to say it, portray himself to be). And then later while you think he's cool and all, he blows up at your face and shoots at ya words you dont deserve to hear. Why? Cause he aint happy bout something. And when he's mad, the whole world goes down with him. And YOU are expected to know him in and out. Know what makes him tick, what does not. And you are supposed to work your way around him. Cause lemme say, that he portrays himself as a friend worth keeping. So you have to change your ways to accomodate him or BOOM! he blows at your face.&lt;br /&gt;He makes you feel bad when you dont cater to him and when you try to explain, he cannot be bothered to hear it. Cause in the end, it is all. About. Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that, you sit down and you think what is wrong with you cause you keep feeling bad about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;I have been through this ordeal myself. And it left me thinking how selfish this person really is. How can they be? Why?&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I realise that it is just not worth it that I even keep in contact with such a person. Im not saying I dont know how to communicate with such people.I am not saying that I cant tolerate such people. I could. But why would I wanna put myself through hell?It is not fair that I give but I dont get anything in return. Im not expecting any but any relationship ( friends, BGR, parents etc) , it is always a give-and-take situation.&lt;br /&gt;When I took a step back, I was appalled by the fact that people have the cheek to behave like this. At the same time, it was a big whole chunk of weight lifted of my shoulder. When I am with someone, especially with my friends, I wanna be able to be myself and not be cautious about what to say or do incase i hurt your feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends dont make you feel bad. They understand.&lt;br /&gt;Friends dont tell you what to change about yourself. They accept you as you are.&lt;br /&gt;Friends dont stop communicating after a fight. They forgive.&lt;br /&gt;Friends dont put you down. They bring you up.&lt;br /&gt;A friend. It is something I'll never have you as again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not gonna tell you what you should do, cause right now, that is frankly none of my business.&lt;br /&gt;Im not gonna wish you well, cause frankly, I really dont see how you could go far with that attitude.&lt;br /&gt;Im not gonna curse ya, cause frankly, Im too good for that:)&lt;br /&gt;karma will take its course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;* Live and Let Live*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-3318823162190160568?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/3318823162190160568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=3318823162190160568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/3318823162190160568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/3318823162190160568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2010/06/it-has-been-long-while-since-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-3437519440553827735</id><published>2010-05-11T11:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T11:28:43.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay listen up n****.&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna open up a crossfire, open it up in the correct street. the correct district.&lt;br /&gt;Dun blow up the whole state.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I think you're forgetting that I run this town.&lt;br /&gt;You better watch what you say and whom you say to or I will put a halo at the back of ya head.&lt;br /&gt;You take charity when you need it and blow up at people's faces when you like it.&lt;br /&gt;You need some manners and  You need to know that is not just how the world works hunneh.&lt;br /&gt;You need to control. You need to let loose. You need to know your boundaries.&lt;br /&gt;You need to know whose back you're rubbing.&lt;br /&gt;You need to know your capabilites cause you are overestimating yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What goes around, comes around.&lt;br /&gt;You dont like my town, get out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-3437519440553827735?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/3437519440553827735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=3437519440553827735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/3437519440553827735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/3437519440553827735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2010/05/okay-listen-up-n.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-5116136684082081640</id><published>2010-04-17T19:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T20:12:52.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back and rockin!</title><content type='html'>just so you know, i havent forgotten my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh...You know the time when you feel at your lowest?&lt;br /&gt;You dont know what to do. You dont know what to think?&lt;br /&gt;You wanna be all by yourself thinkin it will make the situation better..&lt;br /&gt;And what if it happens one too many times.&lt;br /&gt;How do you deal with it? like seriously..&lt;br /&gt;Especially when you are so determined that all this things happen for a reason and it'll be better sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;Well, what if it doesnt.&lt;br /&gt;How does one keep going?&lt;br /&gt;And honestly, I may have been through shit in life..&lt;br /&gt;But I still feel its nothing compared to those survive through real problems.&lt;br /&gt;And Im speaking bout having no food for days. No clean water to bathe in.&lt;br /&gt;Gotten Raped.No chance to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;Salute to those people who still have the zest to live, the will to change and inspire many people around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think you got it bad, there's always someone out there far worst off than ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make a change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-5116136684082081640?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/5116136684082081640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=5116136684082081640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/5116136684082081640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/5116136684082081640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2010/04/back-and-rockin.html' title='back and rockin!'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-5426215619134959101</id><published>2010-01-08T15:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T16:06:15.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>better go and getcha armour.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;New year and its a New me. started of with the hair. As everyone can tell. I cut it...yes! damn short. everone's like, "your hair was so long. so wasted that you went to cut it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My reply? "hair grows back!"... so chill ppl. I like to experiment. hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2009 wasnt the best year for me. emotionally was draining. physically tiring. But hey! these things only make ya stronger right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have many goals for this year. I am stronger. I am smarter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if anybody disagrees, then you can kiss my ASS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ok lets end this on a good note:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love the feeling of the new year. Positivism. and I've never felt like this for the other new years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its good and I hope it continues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;like really really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lately Ive been feeling really happy. like "sweet nothings" kind.... I have no darn idea why but I do. haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've learnt to be less critical and appreciate more. something everyone and anyone can learn to do. Or we'll just start hating ourselves (yes! ladies. ya knaw what i mean!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its time to get into the prime of my life:)))))))))))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;damn.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;eileen!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*ps. she reminded me that I havent updated my blog for 2 months:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*I know I aint crazy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know I aint tripping.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know I aint flipping.*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-5426215619134959101?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/5426215619134959101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=5426215619134959101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/5426215619134959101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/5426215619134959101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2010/01/better-go-and-getcha-armour.html' title='better go and getcha armour.'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-841042966725208047</id><published>2009-11-11T14:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T14:55:37.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Coffee Shop Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning and my siblings and I decided to have our breakfast at the coffee shop below our house. So we went. Got seats and all. My brothers went to order their food along with my sis so I just sat at the table and waited. Then this lady came to me to take our order for drinks. By that time my siblings were back and we ordered drinks.&lt;br /&gt;Then she replied, " &lt;em&gt;ok. I'll get it for you&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special? I know. But I thought it was rather awkward. I spotted a tinge of basic "waiter-to-diner" etiquette.&lt;br /&gt;Then she came back with the drinks and however my sis gave the wrong order and wanted to change it. After the amendments, the lady replied, "&lt;em&gt;ok. give me a minute and I'll get it for you&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;I was like..wow...&lt;br /&gt;I've never seen people like this before at a coffeeshop...&lt;br /&gt;And after paying her, she replied, " &lt;em&gt;thank you sooo much&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;seriously. its nice to have people like this at a very typical, busy coffeeshop:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;part 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was my turn to order. And so I went. I wanted the fishball noodles so I told the lady attendant at her stall, "&lt;em&gt;one bowl. Fishball noodle. Dry with chilli&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;She stared at me and went "huh?"&lt;br /&gt;then I decided to try what I normally wouldnt and said, "&lt;em&gt;one bowl. Fishbarr nooder. no soup. Dly wif chirri&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;And guess what. She totally understood! haha...&lt;br /&gt;Damn she needs to learn how to speak properly:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-841042966725208047?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/841042966725208047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=841042966725208047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/841042966725208047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/841042966725208047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2009/11/coffee-shop-experience.html' title='The Coffee Shop Experience'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-391936372980260123</id><published>2009-10-16T14:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T14:49:52.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>man..im really sick and tired of seeing Jennifer Aniston in love flicks..as in, in the movies..&lt;br /&gt;It kinda gives her the kinda persona that she's a love failure...and truly speaking, we've seen that A-lotta times...and Im talking bout off the reels...first brad pitt..then vince vaughn..then john mayer....next who??&lt;br /&gt;I mean seriously, after watching all those movies with her in it, and with the story line of how she's looking for love, probably make guys give up on her...always looking for love and end up a sad old lady munching down chocolates...&lt;br /&gt;LOOK at Megan Fox on the other hand...all the roles she's playing is making her even more desirable in the eyes of the media...which gets you thinking, does the roles these women play have an affect of their personal and public lives off the cameras??&lt;br /&gt;maybe soo....&lt;br /&gt;and ALL of this? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;just a thought....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-391936372980260123?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/391936372980260123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=391936372980260123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/391936372980260123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/391936372980260123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2009/10/man.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-5874762273710480886</id><published>2009-10-13T14:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T14:21:31.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/StQcNlObmUI/AAAAAAAAAOo/yFfgKkysvPE/s1600-h/angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/StQcNlObmUI/AAAAAAAAAOo/yFfgKkysvPE/s400/angel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391965673525844290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impressionism...&lt;br /&gt;a way of art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel.&lt;br /&gt;By &lt;a title="View Artist's Gallery" class="bio" href="http://www.arthit.ru/impressionism/0067/impressionism.html"&gt;Kapustina Elena&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-5874762273710480886?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/5874762273710480886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=5874762273710480886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/5874762273710480886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/5874762273710480886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2009/10/impressionism.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/StQcNlObmUI/AAAAAAAAAOo/yFfgKkysvPE/s72-c/angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-3302128453107444600</id><published>2009-10-13T14:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T14:19:41.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/StQb8VnB7iI/AAAAAAAAAOg/_C1vtFxisWg/s1600-h/tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/StQb8VnB7iI/AAAAAAAAAOg/_C1vtFxisWg/s400/tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391965377276276258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/StQbiVFm6ZI/AAAAAAAAAOY/3gqUCuSC5Ps/s1600-h/spaceball.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1px; height: 1px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/StQbiVFm6ZI/AAAAAAAAAOY/3gqUCuSC5Ps/s400/spaceball.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391964930459494802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/StQbQZW5brI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/npM0iT9KhWo/s1600-h/tree.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1px; height: 1px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/StQbQZW5brI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/npM0iT9KhWo/s400/tree.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391964622368108210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/StQa6WcV9AI/AAAAAAAAAOI/9kr_JoBB6Qc/s1600-h/tree.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1px; height: 1px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/StQa6WcV9AI/AAAAAAAAAOI/9kr_JoBB6Qc/s400/tree.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391964243628520450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hand in hand..&lt;br /&gt;even if our days are numbered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-3302128453107444600?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/3302128453107444600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=3302128453107444600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/3302128453107444600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/3302128453107444600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2009/10/hand-in-hand.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/StQb8VnB7iI/AAAAAAAAAOg/_C1vtFxisWg/s72-c/tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-7307041844376127212</id><published>2009-10-11T18:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T19:02:01.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Give me wings, I'll fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Give me pain, I'll cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Say you love me, I'll smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Maybe you're that worth while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;maybe you're not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;But it takes a person to try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sacrifices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;laughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;either way, you're part of my growing up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-7307041844376127212?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/7307041844376127212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=7307041844376127212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/7307041844376127212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/7307041844376127212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2009/10/give-me-wings-ill-fly.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-9002752691930286573</id><published>2009-10-11T17:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T17:56:46.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DROP IT, DROP IT LOW GURL</title><content type='html'>Drop It Low-Ester Dean ft. Chris Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg I love this song! makes me realise why I fell in love with Hip-Hop in the first place...Love the beat..damnit! and the Video...is pure booty-shaking man...with Chris Brown on the side dancing too..damn damn damn!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ester Dean! kinda like the next missy elliot(she looks like), only difference is she sings and she dances..&lt;br /&gt;awesome shyt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-9002752691930286573?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/9002752691930286573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=9002752691930286573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/9002752691930286573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/9002752691930286573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2009/10/drop-it-drop-it-low-gurl.html' title='DROP IT, DROP IT LOW GURL'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-6429176818984323502</id><published>2009-09-27T15:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T16:26:33.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/Sr8g2Mr9jRI/AAAAAAAAAOA/jqOPtS3x2DE/s1600-h/twilight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386059794849041682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/Sr8g2Mr9jRI/AAAAAAAAAOA/jqOPtS3x2DE/s320/twilight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've just caught 'Twilight' the movie..a lil late I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The movie was somewhat weird yet captivating. I say weird cause of the Cullen's foster kids. They're suppose to be foster siblings but they have a thing for each other. except Edward cullen of course. Or he wouldnt have been attacted to that human gurl..oh shit I forgot her name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways I dunno whats the big deal with gurls going crazy over Edward cullen. He's weird. I dig his foster dad. Dr.Carlisle Cullen. Now HE'S what I'm talkin bout...haha..pale skin coupled with blonde hair..the totally unique look that catches my eye...played by Peter Facinelli of course...but he doesnt look anything like that in real life...wasted..anyhooo...the red indian dude in the movie is also a good looker....Jacob...yes he is...and of course not forgetting CAM GIGANDET!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yet I still dont understand all the 'whoo-haa' with Robert Pattinson...seriously...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways moving on...I can never call it a complete movie unless I've listen to its soundtrack...and there was this particular song that REALLY caught my attention...man..the voice and the lyrics....the music...damn...and I found out...it was actually sang by Robert Pattinson himself...awesome job right there...I'm definitely putting it as my background music for my blog if I can find it..which I will :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Robert Pattinson-Let Me Sign&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-6429176818984323502?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/6429176818984323502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=6429176818984323502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/6429176818984323502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/6429176818984323502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2009/09/ive-just-caught-twilight-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/Sr8g2Mr9jRI/AAAAAAAAAOA/jqOPtS3x2DE/s72-c/twilight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-119154075362367171</id><published>2009-09-23T18:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T18:45:16.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so I've been downloading a hell lotta songs...I really need to update my music library..&lt;br /&gt;And I must say, R.Kelly still has his thang going on...damn...his songs are like getting better...just makes ya wanna move to tha tune of it:)...OOOHH..nice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-119154075362367171?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/119154075362367171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=119154075362367171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/119154075362367171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/119154075362367171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-ive-been-downloading-hell-lotta.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-1485348360916905919</id><published>2009-09-05T15:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T15:52:15.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One Time-Justin Bieber&lt;br /&gt;I finally got a hold of this song.&lt;br /&gt;And I must say, I totally thought it was gonna be a small black dude...&lt;br /&gt;Kinda imagine like the smaller version of Bow Wow...&lt;br /&gt;with the braids and all..&lt;br /&gt;when I saw the video I was shocked!!! It was a white dude...&lt;br /&gt;I was like WHAT THE HELL???&lt;br /&gt;acting like he from the hood and stuff??&lt;br /&gt;And I was like what the hell does this small boy know bout love????&lt;br /&gt;haha...and USHER's in the video too???&lt;br /&gt;srsly....&lt;br /&gt;BUT, having all that said...the song is nice luh...&lt;br /&gt;he can sing....&lt;br /&gt;:P:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-1485348360916905919?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/1485348360916905919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=1485348360916905919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/1485348360916905919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/1485348360916905919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-time-justin-bieber-i-finally-got.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-1189462454493925794</id><published>2009-09-05T14:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T15:08:56.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>her diamonds</title><content type='html'>Her Diamonds-Rob Thomas.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE the song....can totally relate to this song too.&lt;br /&gt;anyways..back in attachment again..yes, AGAIN!. and guess what, we had to do Sch-health services for this attachment and I got attached to my primary school. like cool aint it.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, the distance and travel time is like super short.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I get to sleep in and wake up later than usual.(HEAVEN I tell ya)&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, it's like walking down memory lane.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, for the 9 others following me, they had to travel super far...&lt;br /&gt;Like the nearest lives in sembawang...like FAR RIGHT!!&lt;br /&gt;anyways, went to the sch canteen during our break and the canteen vendors actually remembers me!!!They said my face still the same..haha...&lt;br /&gt;And the teachers as well...but didnt talk with them that much la...&lt;br /&gt;Kate was mentioning that I left that sch 6 yrs ago and they stilll remembering me, I must have really left an impression....&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking bout it..and I cant think of any...I was pretty much a normal kid laaa.....&lt;br /&gt;maybe gettin into trouble here and there..but still normal...&lt;br /&gt;saw a few cousins there.....one of which was really irritating...the next day, she pretty much had the cheek to still come and talk to me.....something wrong somewhere I guess? LOL...&lt;br /&gt;NEXT week  its pretty much Back to the usual...TTSH....&lt;br /&gt;here's to another 2 weeks...&lt;br /&gt;may I stay in good health to conquer the 2 weeks of hell....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-1189462454493925794?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/1189462454493925794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=1189462454493925794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/1189462454493925794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/1189462454493925794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2009/09/her-diamonds.html' title='her diamonds'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-354590014197968492</id><published>2009-08-17T15:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T16:26:30.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Morning:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SokT-6MZEhI/AAAAAAAAAN4/0Qs1tGx0X_s/s1600-h/mj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 178px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SokT-6MZEhI/AAAAAAAAAN4/0Qs1tGx0X_s/s200/mj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370846002110075410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Had an eventful day aye:)&lt;br /&gt;Headed out in the morning for mass at church.(yes imma good gurl)&lt;br /&gt;But it was so stuffy in church.&lt;br /&gt;And nobody *i swear* could concentrate on what the preist was saying(not quite the good gurl:P)&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, its been long since we did catching up (Maria,Sylvia and I)&lt;br /&gt;So we headed down to macs to chat.&lt;br /&gt;Then Maria and I headed down to Orchard Central to support my uncle in the MJ dance competition.&lt;br /&gt;Pity Sylvia couldnt come cause it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;ok.So it started off with the junior category. DAMN CUTE the kids that came out to dance...&lt;br /&gt;Then it was the Adult category.man.20 contestants.some were painful to watch but we gave our support anyways.&lt;br /&gt;and MAN!! some can even win the look alike competition if they had one..SOME CAN REALLLY DANCE ALLSOOO!!!! Made the crowd go WILDDDD man...&lt;br /&gt;Maria and I were like screaming like helll....&lt;br /&gt;My uncle danced well..too damn well...i was shocked...like I literally thought that he talk the talk but couldnt walk the (bloody) walk. But I was WRONG...I am so gonna go for the next round and support him....&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAA!!!  And there was this guy that really look like MJ..no kidding..&lt;br /&gt;Maria was shy to take a pic with him but I pulled her to do it. DAMN..haha&lt;br /&gt;He ccan dance too.....&lt;br /&gt;All in all, this comp was exciting...seeing what the ppl had to put out there....&lt;br /&gt;and there's only three ppl im supporting in this. My uncle, the MJ look-alike and another malay tall dude that totally stands a chance at winning this too:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, there were chinese ppl that tried to imitate MJ with looks and dance as well..my gosh..hahh&lt;br /&gt;one of them had short hair and attached strings to his hat to make it look like he had long hair!! haha&lt;br /&gt;and the other? was like kungfu michael man....NO COMMENTS...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really psyched bout this:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-354590014197968492?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/354590014197968492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=354590014197968492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/354590014197968492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/354590014197968492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2009/08/sunday-morning.html' title='Sunday Morning:)'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SokT-6MZEhI/AAAAAAAAAN4/0Qs1tGx0X_s/s72-c/mj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-3382195429897306935</id><published>2009-08-15T13:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T13:50:52.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hoookay..so havent been updating lately. anyways finally finished up my projects. now is the great almighty exam period.. damn..and then its attachment AGAIN!!! but this time I know it wouldnt be so bad. just a lil update right there for those who think im dead. well im not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;just not around much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Speaking of the latest. EVERYONE's been telling me how good the movie "the hangover". I want the least bit interested in it. But I went to watch it. Solid good movie..PLUS!!! the soundtrack is AWESOME!!!! I can Still particularly remember the kanye west song in the movie..AWESOME!!!the story line is different and everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I caught it with my sis. And because we caught it on a weekday, the theatre was particularly empty...like only a handful was inside...the movie was funny but I could only hear me and my sis laughing...DAMN! these idiots dont appreciate the beauty of the humour of this movie!!! they only laughed at the obvious jokes...I bet these idiots didnt even understand any of the jokes!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DAMMIT!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anywhooo..given the chance, I'd watch it again:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But I still wanna watch G.I. Joe too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;all in good time baybehh..all in good time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-3382195429897306935?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/3382195429897306935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=3382195429897306935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/3382195429897306935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/3382195429897306935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2009/08/hoookay.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-1003355725772783685</id><published>2009-08-06T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T12:30:20.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg! i hate STATISTICS..&lt;br /&gt;om so glad its over...and im so done with it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-1003355725772783685?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/1003355725772783685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=1003355725772783685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/1003355725772783685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/1003355725772783685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2009/08/omg-i-hate-statistics.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-5177719758378512891</id><published>2009-07-30T12:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T13:03:30.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;ahhh..just re-did my blog..really proud of it..actually i needed inspiration to blog again:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;moving on....i read in the papers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;parents shun away daughter after she was being raped by a few men. according to their culture, it brings shame to the family when the girl is being raped. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;RAPE: is when a gurl is FORCEFULLY made to have sexual intercourse with a man. without consent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;its not like the poor gurl had a choice. and plus, she is 14? perhaps. why shun away from her at a time she needs her parents the most?my gosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;i tell you what.. how bout you teach your sons how to respect women so you wont have to shun away from your daughters. i mean srsly, is having to hear what others have to say more important than being a parent? you'd just throw away your flesh and blood after carrying it in you for 9 months? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;where is your brain at......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-5177719758378512891?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/5177719758378512891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=5177719758378512891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/5177719758378512891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/5177719758378512891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2009/07/ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-3013333181930860237</id><published>2009-07-02T13:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T13:43:26.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i hate being sick..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;esp at the wrong time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;now i have to waste my saturdays doing make up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thats frustrating:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-3013333181930860237?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/3013333181930860237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=3013333181930860237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/3013333181930860237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/3013333181930860237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-hate-being-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-3611694376017926014</id><published>2009-06-26T14:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T15:37:36.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SkRwAR4emAI/AAAAAAAAAKo/6rh_iBwTuJc/s1600-h/michael-jackson_30.Jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SkRwAR4emAI/AAAAAAAAAKo/6rh_iBwTuJc/s200/michael-jackson_30.Jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351525407325591554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Michael Joseph Jackson&lt;br /&gt;1958-2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he will be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;*before you judge me, try hard to love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;look within your heart, then ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;have you seen my childhood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                     -Childhood,Michael Jackson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/23626252-3611694376017926014?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/3611694376017926014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=3611694376017926014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/3611694376017926014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/3611694376017926014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-joseph-jackson-1958-2009-he.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SkRwAR4emAI/AAAAAAAAAKo/6rh_iBwTuJc/s72-c/michael-jackson_30.Jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-4253008726510423141</id><published>2009-06-18T13:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T13:51:32.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I really think people have lost their individualism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I see people, I see the perfect analogy for the phrase,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Monkey see, Monkey do".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-4253008726510423141?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/4253008726510423141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=4253008726510423141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/4253008726510423141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/4253008726510423141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-really-think-people-have-lost-their.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-24087904852427280</id><published>2009-06-10T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T14:00:54.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>little gurl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/Si9HssDuk0I/AAAAAAAAAKg/ICbp3Cq6_HE/s1600-h/4319044_d92b8a4d69.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345570115778679618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/Si9HssDuk0I/AAAAAAAAAKg/ICbp3Cq6_HE/s200/4319044_d92b8a4d69.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; little gurl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;every fibre of your being breathes courage,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;knowing that everyday brings danger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;every tear you shed bears hope,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;living to one day get out of hell's gates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;every heartbeat parades your strength,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dealing with reality's barbarism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;what you're dealing with..I can only imagine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dear little gurl, you don't deserve this..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-24087904852427280?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/24087904852427280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=24087904852427280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/24087904852427280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/24087904852427280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-gurl.html' title='little gurl'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/Si9HssDuk0I/AAAAAAAAAKg/ICbp3Cq6_HE/s72-c/4319044_d92b8a4d69.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-179753836737110952</id><published>2009-06-03T12:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T13:26:38.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fairytale words you say to me.&lt;br /&gt;The lyrical lies you sing to me.&lt;br /&gt;And I ask, Is it the vodka talking?&lt;br /&gt;You touch my skin.&lt;br /&gt;And I look up only to see the mask you put on.&lt;br /&gt;It's the things we do for love that keeps us together. Or more like trapped.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-179753836737110952?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/179753836737110952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=179753836737110952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/179753836737110952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/179753836737110952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2009/06/fairytale-words-you-say-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-2043071050226259820</id><published>2009-05-29T16:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T17:01:56.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;soooo.... &lt;p&gt;so much for updating my blog.. been really busy with school. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i've been losing track of time. it sucks. people talk bout it like it your fault.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6 weeks into school.piled with new subjects. i  think i really wasnt prepared for it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;like i've been relaxing too much and now, everything has been slapped onto my face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the outcome? probably a brain concussion.....coma? pick one...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thats how it is... projects and tests. Then again, that's what school's for right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;right now i'm in class. double tasking. blogging and listening to the lecturer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She(lecturer) is just standing there. talkin a hell loada nonsense that doesnt make sense. or atleast to me. i just cant seem to organise the information she's giving me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;STATISTICS TUTORIAL...WHY do we NURSES have to have this module?????&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHY???? im sighing like half the time during the bloody tutorial. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im hearing her. but not really listening to her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;why does schools pay people like her to talk nonsense? to waste people's time? to teach the wrong people?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wait wait...why am i here in the first place? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;maybe i should skip to something more light-hearted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh shit. there's nothing light-hearted in my mind at this point of time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;or maybe there is. but i just dont want this post to get any longer. (since when i actually blogged out long posts??)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im starting to sound like my so called granny..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im cranky...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and im just staring at my lecturer's face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have got every reason to feel like I'm that Bitch. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a break, in need I am.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to clear my thoughts. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-2043071050226259820?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/2043071050226259820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=2043071050226259820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/2043071050226259820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/2043071050226259820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2009/05/soooo.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-7300836866963626606</id><published>2009-05-21T13:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T13:48:38.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoooo...&lt;br /&gt;guess what? i had a post birthday parteh! at the arena..yeap..courtesy of my very generous cousins..lol! actually had a sweet 16 party at their place. and the club thingy was so unexpected to say the least. but i had so much fun! poor thing the BDAY gurl couldnt make it...underage..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywhoo, went to the club..&lt;br /&gt;and the bouncer looked at me and was like " Can i check your ID please?"..&lt;br /&gt;and i was like whuttt? dont i look older than 18?&lt;br /&gt;well..took it as a compliment...haha!!&lt;br /&gt;and we got our picture taken..AND ITS ON THE ARENA WEBSITE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hell yea...the very first one...COOL RITE...&lt;br /&gt;oh..as usual..a cute bartender as well..haha:P:P&lt;br /&gt;dancing the night away...then drove back home.....&lt;br /&gt;now just waiting for confirmation to come...dressed all white!&lt;br /&gt;im so hyped bout so many things to come.....&lt;br /&gt;PLUS..im checking out some DC shoes online....EFFING NICE...but they dont ship it out of the US....DAMN IT....argh..&lt;br /&gt;trying my luck on VANS......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-7300836866963626606?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/7300836866963626606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=7300836866963626606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/7300836866963626606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/7300836866963626606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2009/05/whoooo.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-7274802121797669978</id><published>2009-05-11T11:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T11:41:46.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im back..for good..actually i miss getting my thoughts out there..and no i havent cut my hair..but i will:) i've already found the perfect cut...just need time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anywhooo...i have nothing to write at the moment..(i know. i need a slap)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;just lazing around and feelin all "18-year-ish"...its no biggie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i just dont understand why everyone makes a big deal outta it...but i totally appreciate what my friends did...super sweet of em..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thank you thank you thank you:):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*right now im really thinking bout what to write but i cant...so i'll just stop here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DAMN IT..effects of having your blog on hiatus for so damn bloody long...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-7274802121797669978?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/7274802121797669978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=7274802121797669978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/7274802121797669978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/7274802121797669978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-1602192831685857736</id><published>2009-01-05T19:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T19:34:44.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weird all over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hoookay...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today has been awkward all over...so awkward I need to let it all out..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like from the start of the day till the end....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Firstly,(in school) I was walking with my friends toward macdonald for whatever reason I cant seem to remember...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I was looking up into the carpark cause it was a steep slope( I like to look everywhere when I walk)..and I noticed a few people at the carpark. Two of whom were chinese guys...but I didnt really pay attention...until my friend told me that one of the guys was actually smiling at me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of course in disbelief, I turned to see if she was right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so I turned. and he smiled at me..like a wide smile. I stared at him for a while..and I was like," no I dont know you"...seriously though..wth right??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I had my first chinese role play today...awesome it went. my lecturer was told me that I spoke with the best clarity among my members...damn happy!:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okok..second awkward thing of the day...was walking outta the school with my buncha friends rite...and heard some music..like speaker music...it was coming from some *ramesh's car...the most irritating bout it was that before he drove off, he had to make scrrreeeeaching sound...ya know? the friction caused between the tires and the road when acceleratin WITH the brakes on???...BLOODY TOOT....oh Im sorry, asses just dont know how to use their brain sumtimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, there's more...but anyone who knows me will say that I took alot of effort typing this out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;SERIOUSLY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And btw, I know that the background music is not english.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's Korean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wrong Number-DBSK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know whatcha thinking, but its nice okay.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and no worries.the rest of the songs in the playlist are english songs:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its like a special theme music to let people know that my phone is spoiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I mean you can send msgs and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But I wont reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cool?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I WANT SHORT HAIR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-1602192831685857736?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/1602192831685857736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=1602192831685857736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/1602192831685857736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/1602192831685857736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2009/01/weird-all-over.html' title='weird all over'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-8737546611912198168</id><published>2009-01-04T09:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T09:54:36.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year resolution.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The new year has set in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The most frequently asked question is, "So what's your new year resolution?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Inevitable. but I have no answer for ya kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The reason being,the term itself is quite ridiculous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"new year resolution"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So are you trying to tell me that you only find resolutions cause its the new year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or maybe you are sticking to your resolution throughout the start of the year and after that you let your life rot till &lt;em&gt;ANOTHER&lt;/em&gt; new year.&lt;em&gt;THEN&lt;/em&gt; you start the cycle again????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;However...I've come up with a list of changes that I wanna make for this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mmmm..let's call this "&lt;u&gt;Things-to-change-or-achieve list&lt;/u&gt;".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahhh..nothing like a list of challenges to keep you motivated, eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so here goes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Things-to-change-or-achieve:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. To be more "enthu" in studying.[trust me, I'm getting into it:)]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. To exercise regularly.[Its the feeling of &lt;em&gt;statisfaction&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. To achieve better grades.. [duh!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4. To achieve a holistic sense of well-being [spiritual,physical,emotional etc...you get it]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5. To leave my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DIABOLICAL ALTER EGO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the trash cause I wanna be the good person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I dont want my thoughts and evil thinking cloud my decisions about almost anything. I dont wanna judge people. Play it &lt;em&gt;cool&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;nonchalant&lt;/em&gt;.:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So there ya go. Short and oh so sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm just taking it a day at a time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;OH YEA....and I wanna make it a point to go to church too...Its the feeling of peace that you get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Some people think that the physical things define what's within&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I have been there before, and that life's a bore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So full of the superficial"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                          -Alicia Keys, "if I ain't got you"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; take it from this line....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-8737546611912198168?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/8737546611912198168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=8737546611912198168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/8737546611912198168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/8737546611912198168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-resolution.html' title='new year resolution.'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-1786609346636976097</id><published>2009-01-04T09:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T09:12:56.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Guys are afraid that gurls will laugh at them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gurls are afraid that guys might kill them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                           -Gavin De Becker,author of 'the gift of fear'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; most of the time, as shown in rape cases, guys target gurls because they are &lt;strong&gt;nice&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Being nice with a total strangers allows opportunities for you to give away personal information,it seems. And being nice gives the "predator" the idea that you are opening up to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So trust your gut feelings, cause it doesnt pay to be nice all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-1786609346636976097?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/1786609346636976097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=1786609346636976097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/1786609346636976097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/1786609346636976097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2009/01/guys-are-afraid-that-gurls-will-laugh.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-429034506856268873</id><published>2008-12-29T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T22:02:00.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have grown in every aspect of the noun "human being".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Still, my journey is a long one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Transition from the young and mischievious to the older and nonchalant being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Significant indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fear of inferiority and helplessness, now non-existent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes, I feel Im still not ready to move,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;even though otherwise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Constantly I reminisce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Looking back at things that eventually became memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sweet. And bittersweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I cant help but laugh to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The sillyness of the young mind. Having no care in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Beautiful.Utterly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Come back to reality.Epiphany struck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As I prepare for more endeavours to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A deep breath. Looking Ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As i pray for guidance, for love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The future,something I will shape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will conquer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;now a celebratory drink, if you will.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;a toast to good things.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-429034506856268873?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/429034506856268873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=429034506856268873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/429034506856268873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/429034506856268873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-have-grown-in-every-aspect-of-noun.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-3310712171771766992</id><published>2008-12-21T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T13:45:49.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok..so it has been so long since i have EVER blogged what what i REALLY did...&lt;br /&gt;and im so bored..and down with flu..&lt;br /&gt;so here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday.was a satudarday.(duh!)&lt;br /&gt;made my way to church.&lt;br /&gt;on the bus, saw beverly.&lt;br /&gt;a very old friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;nice to hear she's doing well.&lt;br /&gt;moving on....&lt;br /&gt;entered church and saw maria there..poor thing she waited for me and sylvia but i came&lt;em&gt; slightly&lt;/em&gt; late...god knows where the other gundoo went.&lt;br /&gt;bout 5 mins later that gundoo came...&lt;br /&gt;suffering in the heels that she was wearing...&lt;br /&gt;and omg.during the whole mass...i tried to make an effort to concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;but sylvia kept laughing at lil things she sees around.man.&lt;br /&gt;and maria enjoying every hymn being sung.&lt;br /&gt;ME.standing there like a stoner.unless sylvia starts her engine again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey..i made an effort to concentrate ok...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then head on down to macs.&lt;br /&gt;and maria and sylvia kept saying how different i looked comparing the times i was in sec sch...&lt;br /&gt;haha..thanks man..but i really don know how to react to such compliments...&lt;br /&gt;ate at macs. and talked alot.caught up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;heard that o lvl results are coming out next month.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;good luck to all my friends waiting for it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after macs...went to sylvia's house..maria went home..&lt;br /&gt;and i felt awkward cause it was ram's b'day..and all his friends were there....&lt;br /&gt;after the cake cutting i went home..&lt;br /&gt;and that's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually..there's more to it..&lt;br /&gt;but im lazy to actually type it out..&lt;br /&gt;so now you understand why my blog is not really a life journal??&lt;br /&gt;cause if it was, i swear i'd be good at essay-writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for now. imma bounce.&lt;br /&gt;this flu is killin me. and there aint no way im gonna choke on pills.&lt;br /&gt;sleep is the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-3310712171771766992?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/3310712171771766992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=3310712171771766992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/3310712171771766992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/3310712171771766992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/12/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-3126858724435832768</id><published>2008-12-17T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T11:40:53.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;School Life is a Bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Actually not the life lived. But the selfish, inconsiderate people that dwell in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You speak of your own groupmates being selfish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wanting them out of your group so that the group will be efficient in the future.Or perhaps maybe you do not want to jeopardise your marks in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Arent you being selfish for wanting this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And yet you have the cheek to accuse other people of being selfish? Inconsiderate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And the (fucking!) fact that you &lt;strong&gt;SPECIFICALLY&lt;/strong&gt; brought &lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt; group into your group's problem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And yet you expect this matter to stay within your group when &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt; specifically brought my group into the matter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you seriously think I am gonna shut up when i hear this&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELL NO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You talk to other people about my group and how we do our work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let me tell you this, my group is not perfect. &lt;em&gt;We have flaws and &lt;strong&gt;I KNOW&lt;/strong&gt; we are not the best of the groups.&lt;strong&gt;BUT STILL&lt;/strong&gt;, i am willing to make it work with my group and I am &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; selfish as to chase other people out of my group cause i do not want to jeopardise my marks.I am willing to give my group members a chance cause I know I am not perfect too. I know my flaws.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But the thing about my group is that we put aside our differences and we communicate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I do not want to say anything about your group as I do not wish to stoop as low as your level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But let me say this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What we do and how we do it, &lt;em&gt;is our business&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your comments(whether good or bad), &lt;em&gt;is not appreciated.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And if pinpointing is how you deal with your problems, i am &lt;strong&gt;SO SAD&lt;/strong&gt; for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As you can see, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;my group does make me angry&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;em&gt;I DO make my group angry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But we forgive and totally forgive and we TRY to improve.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are young and we are materialistic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Unlike you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;old. alone. dependent on others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a senior among us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a taste of your own medicine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sweet? i guess not.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OH LOOK CLASS! looks like we have another sly snake among us. beware.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dear people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What I am trying to do here...&lt;u&gt;is fight for my group.They have their own prerogatives too.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Any comments? please direct it to my face.(especially the person who brought my name for NUMERAL TIMES)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-3126858724435832768?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/3126858724435832768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=3126858724435832768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/3126858724435832768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/3126858724435832768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/12/school-life-is-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-8075536304715381969</id><published>2008-12-17T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T01:08:12.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;English.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The very common medium through which people communicate with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The language that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its world-widely known.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So how can anyone not know the basics of sentence construction?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Simple adjectives or verbs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nouns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Or even conjuctions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Subjects,objects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you dont know english, you basically cant communicate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Especially in a multi-racial community like singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And if you cant communicate,you cant survive here.(in s'pore)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Am i right to say that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I truly think i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what im trying to say is.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;          I went to the coffeeshop near my house to get myself breakfast. so i went to get some chinese food.Pau. I ordered. And the shoplady (a chinese) asked me if I wanted it packed and i agreed. After which she told me something in a dialect,&lt;em&gt;which I am so sure it wasnt mandarin&lt;/em&gt;, as if it was a question. My reaction, "huh?". And she kept repeating that same line over and over again like as if that was ever going to help me understand. Her assistant could not even help cause she didnt know how to translate? perhaps. But she kept repeating it OVER and OVER...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I got pissed. By this time i was thinking, "LOOK AT ME!!! WHICH PART OF ME TELLS YOU I CAN CONVERSE IN YOUR DIALECT???" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its a pretty rhetorical question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And people like that shoplady can actually be seen in a car driving off after work.Like WTH man..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Honestly, I am sick of seeing people in the service sector who can only speak mandarin.or malay.or tamil for that matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Learn English people.Its good for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its hard to believe i didnt swear much in this post.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-8075536304715381969?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/8075536304715381969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=8075536304715381969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/8075536304715381969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/8075536304715381969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/12/english.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-3108584026043921897</id><published>2008-12-17T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T00:35:49.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" i carry your heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;    i carry it in my heart"...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random..but beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-3108584026043921897?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/3108584026043921897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=3108584026043921897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/3108584026043921897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/3108584026043921897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-carry-your-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-2889008146462163588</id><published>2008-12-14T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T10:57:23.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Melissa&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;/məˈlɪsə/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/help/luna/IPA_pron_key.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[muh-lis-uh]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;melissa "&lt;em&gt;honeybee&lt;/em&gt;" (Attic melitta) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ancient Greek: Μελισσα &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Means "bee" in Greek. This was the name of a nymph that cared for young Zeus in Greek &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="ngl" href="http://www.behindthename.com/glossary/view/mythology"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mythology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. It is also the name of the fairy who helps Rogero escape from the witch Alcina in Ludovico Ariosto's poem 'Orlando Furioso' (1516). As an English given name, Melissa has been used since the 18th century.&lt;br /&gt;oooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SURz02YyDoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/RVsPLF4WVbU/s1600-h/5b66bcefd6863f42.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279472014974914178" style="WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SURz02YyDoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/RVsPLF4WVbU/s200/5b66bcefd6863f42.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the leaves and tops of the lemon balm &lt;strong&gt;(Melissa officinalis)&lt;/strong&gt;that are a source of citral and have been used as a diaphoretic in the form of a tea&lt;br /&gt;*my dad used to grow this!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa Virus that hacks your computer.&lt;br /&gt;*have you heard of it??*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-2889008146462163588?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/2889008146462163588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=2889008146462163588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/2889008146462163588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/2889008146462163588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/12/melissa-mls-muh-lis-uh-melissa-honeybee.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SURz02YyDoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/RVsPLF4WVbU/s72-c/5b66bcefd6863f42.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-502042822223254313</id><published>2008-12-09T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:14:01.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;See You In My Nightmares-Kanye West ft Lil Wayne.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[Kanye West] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm cold (Yeah), I'm cold (Yeah), I'm cold (Yeah) (Yeah) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[Lil Wayne] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I got the right to put up a fight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but not quite cause you cut off my light &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But my sight is better tonight and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I might see you in my nightmare, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh well how did you get there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cause we were once a fairytale &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But this is farewell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[Kanye West] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I got my life and it´s my only one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I got the night, I'm running from the sun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So goodnight, I made it out the door, door, door, door, door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After tonight, there will be no return &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After tonight, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm taking off on the road &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm taking off on the road &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And that you know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That you know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tell everybody that you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That I don't love you no more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And that's one thing that you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That you know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Okay I'm back up on my grind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You do you and I'm just gone do mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; You do you, cause I'm just gone be fine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O-kay I got you out my mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="tfTextLink" style="DISPLAY: inline; FONT-SIZE: 1em; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; COLOR: #991616; LINE-HEIGHT: 1em; BORDER-BOTTOM: #991616 1px solid; POSITION: relative; BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="javascript:void(0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;night is young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, the drinks is cold &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The stars is out, I'm ready to go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You always thought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was always wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #555; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.well/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; now you know... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tell everybody everybody that you know!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tell everybody that you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That I don't love you no more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And that's one thing that you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[Lil Wayne] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I got the right to put up a fight but not quite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; cause you cut off my light But my sight is better tonight and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I might see you in my nightmare, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh but how did you get there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cause we were once a fairytale &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But this is farewell yeah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Baby girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm finished I thought we were committed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I thought we were cemented &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I really thought we meant it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But Now we just repenting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And Now we just resenting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The clouds is in my vision &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Look how high that I be getting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And it´s all because of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Girl we through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You think your shit don´t stink &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but you are Mrs. P-U &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I don´t see you with me no more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now tell everybody that you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That you know! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[Kanye West] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tell everybody that you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That I don´t love you no more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And that´s one thing that you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tell everyone that you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That I don´t love you no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; And that´s one thing that you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That you know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hauntingly good..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-502042822223254313?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/502042822223254313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=502042822223254313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/502042822223254313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/502042822223254313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/12/see-you-in-my-nightmares-kanye-west-ft.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-6877611150499420177</id><published>2008-12-08T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T11:48:00.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you dont just call yourself DJ for nuthing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you should &lt;em&gt;SPIN that SHIT.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and be able to &lt;em&gt;DROP it like its HOT&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to rep the streets, you gotta know the way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the lingo of the streets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;them.fuck posers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-6877611150499420177?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/6877611150499420177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=6877611150499420177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/6877611150499420177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/6877611150499420177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-dont-just-call-yourself-dj-for.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-3730305978746202956</id><published>2008-12-06T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T10:44:15.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;like a snake,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you slither your way through crowds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;leaving your sinful deeds behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;like a peacock,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you strut your feathers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;seeking attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;like a parasite,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you feed off other people's energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but like an idiot,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you fail to realise that we have brains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what are you thinking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU ARE UGLY...i get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;why the need for attention?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and the women beside you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you only kiss her to impress us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;are you trying to prove to us you're straight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;certainly not working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and the women beside you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if i knew my man is only holding me to prove to other women,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and if i accept that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then i am just gonna bring my worth down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'd feel like a desperado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'd feel worthless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to the both of ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lemme sing that song to you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what was it called again???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh yes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*Desperado....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;why dont you come to your sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;climb down from your fences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;open the gate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it may be raining,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but there's a rainbow above you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you better let somebody love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;before its too late.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sylvia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'll try to update k??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no worries...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-3730305978746202956?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/3730305978746202956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=3730305978746202956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/3730305978746202956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/3730305978746202956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/12/like-snake-you-slither-your-way-through.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-2968719526289059872</id><published>2008-11-29T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T22:39:06.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this day that i live in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;where i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;who i meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;everyone knows everyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it is truly a small world out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its shocking to learn your network of aqcuaintances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;who knows who.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and how they met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;help came in the most unexpected form.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;most appreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-2968719526289059872?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/2968719526289059872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=2968719526289059872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/2968719526289059872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/2968719526289059872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-life.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-5599152405968822279</id><published>2008-11-25T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T22:10:08.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another friday night.&lt;br /&gt;party-ed hard.&lt;br /&gt;stayed sober.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, focus.&lt;br /&gt;on the good things to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-5599152405968822279?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/5599152405968822279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=5599152405968822279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/5599152405968822279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/5599152405968822279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-friday-night.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-1882732817956598177</id><published>2008-11-09T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T16:18:22.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;friday night..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i hung up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and all i was thinking of was,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"woah, does he really sound like that??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;teehee:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;needed to get that out...&lt;br /&gt;blog &lt;strong&gt;still on hiatus&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-1882732817956598177?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/1882732817956598177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=1882732817956598177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/1882732817956598177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/1882732817956598177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/11/friday-night.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-8964248853630985218</id><published>2008-11-06T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T23:12:00.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;blog on &lt;strong&gt;hiatus&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lack the determination to blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;till i set my head right...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-8964248853630985218?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/8964248853630985218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=8964248853630985218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/8964248853630985218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/8964248853630985218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/11/oo-blog-on-hiatus.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-6220492745951707096</id><published>2008-11-05T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:07:55.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SRG2ujpyRkI/AAAAAAAAAIw/w1fZofsXx1Y/s1600-h/156x117_0504change.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265190350333560386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SRG2ujpyRkI/AAAAAAAAAIw/w1fZofsXx1Y/s200/156x117_0504change.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;a href="http://sg.yahoo.com/s/159096"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-6220492745951707096?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/6220492745951707096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=6220492745951707096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/6220492745951707096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/6220492745951707096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/11/d.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SRG2ujpyRkI/AAAAAAAAAIw/w1fZofsXx1Y/s72-c/156x117_0504change.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-924067638192920654</id><published>2008-11-05T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:00:45.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WOOO....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;somehow it has GOTTA BE OBAMA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its history made...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;all white supremacists can forget bout all ya assassination plan and deal with reality now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;or better yet, go kill yaself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that way, we got lesser people to deal with...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;all's good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we need change..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-924067638192920654?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/924067638192920654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=924067638192920654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/924067638192920654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/924067638192920654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/11/wooo.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-8025516464771488560</id><published>2008-10-30T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T00:58:38.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;teen pregnancies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was watching the tyra show..&lt;br /&gt;and this 15 yr old gurl wants to get pregnant purposely...to give her baby the love she never had...&lt;br /&gt;how dumb is that???&lt;br /&gt;and this american culture is getting too retarded..&lt;br /&gt;they allow young/early teens to have sex..AS LONG as they have birth control pills taken..&lt;br /&gt;or if they wore a condom....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're a miserable 14,15  year old teen...&lt;br /&gt;what the hell do you know bout sex and love???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like tyra said,&lt;br /&gt;"respect your body, respect your health, respect your body"..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-8025516464771488560?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/8025516464771488560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=8025516464771488560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/8025516464771488560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/8025516464771488560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/10/teen-pregnancies-i-was-watching-tyra.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-1701514673927792538</id><published>2008-10-28T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T13:41:00.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;men are from mars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;women are from venus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;any cause of friction between a couple, it has to be because he is from mars and she from venus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so if they had nothing in common,then why fall  in love in the first place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sorry may seem to be the hardest word but that's no reason why anyone shouldnt try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sacrifices are necessary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;who ever said it was all gonna be about kisses and cakes??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;think a lil bit mature for a sec..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-1701514673927792538?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/1701514673927792538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=1701514673927792538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/1701514673927792538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/1701514673927792538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/10/men-are-from-mars-women-are-from-venus.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-5137336518788249055</id><published>2008-10-27T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T13:41:42.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i seriously wonder why people wear shades at night.&lt;br /&gt;and when asked, they simply go, "oh its FASHION what.."&lt;br /&gt;well, its not fashion when function is not incoorporated with it.&lt;br /&gt;its like wearing jimmy choos to a swimming pool.&lt;br /&gt;and trust me, nobody wants to be mistaken for a blind person trying to look good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-5137336518788249055?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/5137336518788249055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=5137336518788249055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/5137336518788249055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/5137336518788249055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-seriously-wonder-why-people-wear.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-5318042630609357970</id><published>2008-10-24T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T23:35:42.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oooo&lt;br /&gt;everyone is sch suffering from the flu bug..&lt;br /&gt;i had my fair share..lol!&lt;br /&gt;so who's next..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-5318042630609357970?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/5318042630609357970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=5318042630609357970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/5318042630609357970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/5318042630609357970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/10/oooo-everyone-is-sch-suffering-from-flu.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-5559992400427395705</id><published>2008-10-22T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T00:24:08.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;another day another drama&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yet another episode.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i scream.i shout.but im only human.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i refuse to be depressed cause i know i can get over this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i refuse to be suicidal cause i know i want to live.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;live to see you get better.to see you smile again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all i need is your ear. just hear me out. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;stand in my shoes and see the world through my eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;be in my skin and feel what i go through.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its more than just physical things now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want to help.i want to do more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but sadly,im not given the chance to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's just not fair.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's just dumb.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-5559992400427395705?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/5559992400427395705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=5559992400427395705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;time-tables's a mess.&lt;br /&gt;im so starting on my projects.&lt;br /&gt;wanna score good this semester..:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-5324604938602907285?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/5324604938602907285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=5324604938602907285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/5324604938602907285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/5324604938602907285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-few-words.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-2101718934664721379</id><published>2008-10-12T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T14:53:09.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pretentious kid</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh my darling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;your ostentatious efforts, i am disgusted with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if lies just feed your ego, then i am sorry for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if people's acceptance creates your existence, then i am sorry for you again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;glint in your eyes? allure me not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rythm in your words? a screech in my ear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;suave character? oh my, pretentious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;now living in the shadows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you cast yourself into exile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;karma has gotten you good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but still i ask..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kid, oh my pretentious kid...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when are you ever gonna learn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div 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kid'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-7303403961091871134</id><published>2008-10-11T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T22:34:31.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dude.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;the phrase "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not bother you anymore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" still stands strong in my head.&lt;br /&gt;its better this way.trust me i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;prefer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true colors are out on display.&lt;br /&gt;now i know.&lt;br /&gt;your masquerade was indeed enticing.&lt;br /&gt;but it all had to end.&lt;br /&gt;your memory is no longer in existence.&lt;br /&gt;and thank you but i dont need any reminiscing.&lt;br /&gt;from now on, im flying solo.&lt;br /&gt;my first class ticket outta this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me make this clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dont know you anymore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;crystal?&lt;/em&gt;   good....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-7303403961091871134?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/7303403961091871134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=7303403961091871134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/7303403961091871134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/7303403961091871134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/10/dude.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-2656700294523623833</id><published>2008-10-10T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T23:52:41.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flying solo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;honestly...from the bottom from my heart..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate fake people. they can do so lil to piss you off but thank god im patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esp when you are close with em. and suddenly WHAM! they turn their backs to you.&lt;br /&gt;like a...SLAP in your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its sad to say...when you try your best for em. the lil things you do to make em a lil bit happy.&lt;br /&gt;but they are too caught up in themselves to notice. then you start to wonder if you should ever come out clean or &lt;em&gt;wrestle with your other half inside&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i know. its a tough decision to make. cause either way, damage is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooner or later you'll fade into evanescence. your presence is no longer recognised.&lt;br /&gt;no one knows your name. and you'll be roaming around like a ghost with unfulfilled wishes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-2656700294523623833?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-3271482598467315412</id><published>2008-10-07T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T22:32:31.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im finding friendster and facebook a lil bit too &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;redundant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;thats right...&lt;br /&gt;excessive and unnecessary....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i missed camp...yea..&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go for it...&lt;br /&gt;but didnt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there are so many things im so lookin forward to..&lt;br /&gt;one of em, sch reopening next week...&lt;br /&gt;its almost 2 mths since my friends and i hung out...&lt;br /&gt;2 mths too long...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-3271482598467315412?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/3271482598467315412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=3271482598467315412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/3271482598467315412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/3271482598467315412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-finding-friendster-and-facebook-lil.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-6678237823357429914</id><published>2008-10-01T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T22:56:42.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SOOPJa5CP8I/AAAAAAAAAIo/Vc8sCLkf2Jg/s1600-h/EE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252198982444269506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SOOPJa5CP8I/AAAAAAAAAIo/Vc8sCLkf2Jg/s200/EE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Eagle Eye&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to watch it today...AWESOME movie!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tops my list..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GO WATCH IT!!&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/23626252-6678237823357429914?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/6678237823357429914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=6678237823357429914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/6678237823357429914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/6678237823357429914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/10/eagle-eye-went-to-watch-it-today.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SOOPJa5CP8I/AAAAAAAAAIo/Vc8sCLkf2Jg/s72-c/EE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-7104779233755576</id><published>2008-09-30T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T23:44:20.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jabbawockeez!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg!! i loveem!!!&lt;br /&gt;their music remix is awesome...&lt;br /&gt;their coordination is PERFECT!!&lt;br /&gt;my god!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they are uniformly dressed so the attention is focused on the WHOLE grp and there's no such thing as lead dancer shit!&lt;br /&gt;woah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they dance like WOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ftguaKjV7WM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ftguaKjV7WM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATCH!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-7104779233755576?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/7104779233755576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=7104779233755576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/7104779233755576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/7104779233755576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/09/jabbawockeez-omg-i-loveem-their-music.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-7509255855165882679</id><published>2008-09-27T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T21:33:36.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i sit in my room&lt;br /&gt;and i contemplate..&lt;br /&gt;in deep thought&lt;br /&gt;i lose myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the realm of dreams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come back to reality&lt;br /&gt;and i see 4 grey walls..&lt;br /&gt;cold and concrete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;destitute of warmth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look outside&lt;br /&gt;i see all things different..&lt;br /&gt;hear music in every auditory effect of the city&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;affluent in beauty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-7509255855165882679?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/7509255855165882679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=7509255855165882679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/7509255855165882679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/7509255855165882679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-sit-in-my-room-and-i-contemplate.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-2002275301049917740</id><published>2008-09-26T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T00:12:59.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why dont ya do right??&lt;br /&gt;like some other men do....&lt;br /&gt;get outta here,&lt;br /&gt;give me some money too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-2002275301049917740?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-5542031399286065298</id><published>2008-09-24T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T23:54:06.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2nd week into the holidays..&lt;br /&gt;and man do i miss school...like hell!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea..i hate it when my sis says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"man! yall should really go watch this movie!! oh yea but its M-18...."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dammit..it always gets to me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-5542031399286065298?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-5897441781800550615</id><published>2008-09-21T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T23:46:06.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*DESPARADO...&lt;br /&gt;why dont you &lt;u&gt;come to your sense?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;climb down from your fences?&lt;br /&gt;open the gate...&lt;br /&gt;it may be raining...&lt;br /&gt;but there's a rainbow above you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;let someobody love you...&lt;br /&gt;before its too late..&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grow up gurl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure yall know who im talking bout...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-5897441781800550615?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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and comfort with unconditonal love.&lt;br /&gt;because he's able to overlook her flaws.&lt;br /&gt;because he only wants the best for his lil gurl.&lt;br /&gt;because he will &lt;u&gt;always be there&lt;/u&gt; for her,regardless of her mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust me..i know..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-8345967556816210109?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/8345967556816210109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=8345967556816210109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/8345967556816210109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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killa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Travis)&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha You know what it is&lt;br /&gt;Gym class heroes, the dream&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to look innocent when I got cookie crumbs all over my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;(The Dream)&lt;br /&gt;I like girls&lt;br /&gt;They like me&lt;br /&gt;They look so good&lt;br /&gt;In they're Seven jeans&lt;br /&gt;Want you to be the one&lt;br /&gt;And my only&lt;br /&gt;I want be faithful&lt;br /&gt;But I can't keep my hands out the cookie jar.&lt;br /&gt;(Travis)My hands, my hands, my ha uh my hands&lt;br /&gt;Can't keep my hands, my hands, my, uh, my&lt;br /&gt;Can't keep my hands, my hands, my, uh, my&lt;br /&gt;Can't keep my hands, my hands my hands out the cookie jar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Travis)&lt;br /&gt;You see I got this problem&lt;br /&gt;I need help tryna solve it&lt;br /&gt;Cos meeting after meeting and I'm still a cookie whore&lt;br /&gt;You can hide them, Imma find them, on the counter, in the closet&lt;br /&gt;And I'll say I ain't do it with my face covered in chocolate&lt;br /&gt;My girl be setting booby traps&lt;br /&gt;To catch me eating Scooby snacks&lt;br /&gt;I left crumbs in the bed once&lt;br /&gt;But I told her I was through with that&lt;br /&gt;She still don't be believing me&lt;br /&gt;And I guess that I'm cool with that&lt;br /&gt;But I got a sweet tooth, that'll never come loose&lt;br /&gt;And the truth of the matter is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;The Dream:&lt;br /&gt;I like girls, They like me&lt;br /&gt;They look so goodIn they're Seven jeans&lt;br /&gt;Want you to be the one&lt;br /&gt;And my only&lt;br /&gt;I want to be faithful&lt;br /&gt;But I can't keep my hands out the cookie jar&lt;br /&gt;(Travis)&lt;br /&gt;My hands, my hands, my ha uh my hands&lt;br /&gt;Can't keep my hands, my hands, my, uh, my&lt;br /&gt;Can't keep my hands, my hands, my, uh, my&lt;br /&gt;Can't keep my hands, my hands my hands out the cookie jar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Travis)&lt;br /&gt;I got a thing for Milano, Biscotti Italianos&lt;br /&gt;And I never turn down some Oreos if you got them&lt;br /&gt;Butter Pecan Puerto Rican, Or them Oatmeal Raisin Asians.&lt;br /&gt;Hazelnut Brazilians, Macadamia Caucasians, Double stuffed or thin mint&lt;br /&gt;It don't matter you getting it&lt;br /&gt;Cos I got a sweet tooth that'll never come loose&lt;br /&gt;And the fact of the matter is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;(The Dream)&lt;br /&gt;I like girls, They like me&lt;br /&gt;They look so goodIn they're Seven jeans&lt;br /&gt;Want you to be the one&lt;br /&gt;And my only&lt;br /&gt;I want to be faithful&lt;br /&gt;But I can't keep my hands out the cookie jar&lt;br /&gt;(Travis)&lt;br /&gt;My hands, my hands, my ha uh my hands&lt;br /&gt;Can't keep my hands, my hands, my, uh, my&lt;br /&gt;Can't keep my hands, my hands, my, uh, my&lt;br /&gt;Can't keep my hands, my hands my hands out the cookie jar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Travis)&lt;br /&gt;I'm a monster for these cookies&lt;br /&gt;I'm a beast for they're treats&lt;br /&gt;An animal for they're crackers&lt;br /&gt;Head to feet they so damn sweet&lt;br /&gt;Can't keep my hands, my hands, my ha uh my&lt;br /&gt;Can't keep my hands, my hands, my hands out the cookie jar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Travis)&lt;br /&gt;And then you have it haha&lt;br /&gt;I tried my best&lt;br /&gt;I went to cookie anonymous&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm a failure&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to keep my damn hands out the cookie jar but,&lt;br /&gt;It is what it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do check it out...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-7479174593544735199?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/7479174593544735199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-7923438662126627223</id><published>2008-09-17T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T02:31:39.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SM_6xESb79I/AAAAAAAAAIg/fcv-aTXFnsw/s1600-h/ll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246687811781521362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SM_6xESb79I/AAAAAAAAAIg/fcv-aTXFnsw/s200/ll.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; like how often am i confident to stand infront of a mirror and say i am ready to conquer the world today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;just a thought...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SM_6xESb79I/AAAAAAAAAIg/fcv-aTXFnsw/s72-c/ll.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-2799626103542652417</id><published>2008-09-16T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T23:55:20.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm...&lt;br /&gt;today...&lt;br /&gt;so many good things to savour i swear i could blush...&lt;br /&gt;teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;blush&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-2799626103542652417?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-4859349285256892114</id><published>2008-09-16T03:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T03:16:54.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn</title><content type='html'>*takes a deep sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 3am in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;the results are just in for the semester..&lt;br /&gt;man...&lt;br /&gt;results....&lt;br /&gt;i wish i can say those are just numbers..&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately numbers that determine my future..&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;results..what can i say bout em....&lt;br /&gt;so shitty im not letting em pull me back...&lt;br /&gt;.....thats a good thing,right????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking on the bright side...i did well for BIOLOGY and PSYCHOLOGY...&lt;br /&gt;hardest papers of all...&lt;br /&gt;lol!&lt;br /&gt;for now its just R&amp;amp;R for 4 weeks...&lt;br /&gt;(hopefully i'll find sumthing constructive to do)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-4859349285256892114?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/4859349285256892114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=4859349285256892114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/4859349285256892114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/4859349285256892114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/09/damn.html' title='damn'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-5859722355869690144</id><published>2008-09-13T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T19:16:17.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>she went to the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheif of complaint? sleepless nights and anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doctor prescribed her a packet of pills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she popped one pill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EUPHORIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another pill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of pills and she desparately needed to get more of em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she sold her belonging.she sold her ownages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she sold her smile.she sold herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;popping more pills, she became dependent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loosing her dignity and herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon her body couldnt take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;organs start failing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she had nobody to look for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alone she was left to fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on her death bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the small rented apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with her very last breath, she said a silent prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the very next second she turned cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cold.blue and alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-5859722355869690144?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-1464123164677184970</id><published>2008-09-13T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T18:45:28.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday i heard the saddest story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i know you, you know me&lt;br /&gt;i love you, you love me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a text she recieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;pls stop bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm attached..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was her reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guilty she felt.&lt;br /&gt;she told him the truth.&lt;br /&gt;she was 16 and he 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time passed and a connection was felt.&lt;br /&gt;soon enough, he asked for a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;she denied him..because of her pride.&lt;br /&gt;but deep down she knows she wants it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he still waited for her.&lt;br /&gt;until he met with a terrible accident.&lt;br /&gt;left him bed ridden...a punctured chest and a tube through his right lung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she managed to see him for a week or two.&lt;br /&gt;with every ounce of breath he tried to stay on for her.&lt;br /&gt;a week later, he passed on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she still loved him.&lt;br /&gt;but procrastinated her chance to tell him.&lt;br /&gt;because of her ego.&lt;br /&gt;till this very day she still loves him.&lt;br /&gt;trying to move on.but still loves him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that gurl...is my friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;life is short&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-1464123164677184970?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-6054933504187839833</id><published>2008-09-12T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T23:14:02.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blog under ****ing construction..&lt;br /&gt;my head is under ****ing major pressure..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-6054933504187839833?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/6054933504187839833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=6054933504187839833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/6054933504187839833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/6054933504187839833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-under-ing-construction.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-5145060533189491930</id><published>2008-09-12T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T20:12:27.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 weeks past just like a snap...&lt;br /&gt;definitely worth an experience...&lt;br /&gt;now time for a good break..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-5145060533189491930?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/5145060533189491930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=5145060533189491930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/5145060533189491930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/5145060533189491930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/09/3-weeks-past-just-like-snap.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-2268856788634352755</id><published>2008-09-09T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T17:28:06.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wth..</title><content type='html'>check this out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IRAH thought i was a gangster JUST BECAUSE i asked her for a black pen on the first day of&lt;br /&gt;attachment...HAHAHAHA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;cause she would have just shut up and not ask her seniors for a (bloody)black pen if she forgot it on her first day.....&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;oh my freaking gosh!!!&lt;br /&gt;GANGSTER????cause i asked for a black pen????&lt;br /&gt;i dont get it.....&lt;br /&gt;hahaha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-2268856788634352755?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/2268856788634352755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=2268856788634352755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/2268856788634352755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/2268856788634352755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/09/wth.html' title='wth..'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-6181280865179156849</id><published>2008-09-06T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T12:55:06.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>5 weeks to go..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-6181280865179156849?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/6181280865179156849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=6181280865179156849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/6181280865179156849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/6181280865179156849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/09/5-weeks-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-9062138184453038737</id><published>2008-09-01T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T23:53:51.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wish i was back to square one.&lt;br /&gt;doing what i like..when i like..&lt;br /&gt;being brought all this way and know that you are wasting time?...&lt;br /&gt;oooh, just gets on your nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait.waiting.waiting......&lt;br /&gt;soon enough, it will be like it never happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-9062138184453038737?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-4421850727360105820</id><published>2008-08-30T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T09:18:25.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>end of my first week of attachment.&lt;br /&gt;man, i deal with shit.literally.&lt;br /&gt;ALL kinds of it.&lt;br /&gt;period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but its all cool..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-4421850727360105820?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/4421850727360105820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=4421850727360105820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/4421850727360105820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/4421850727360105820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/08/end-of-my-first-week-of-attachment.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-7795690523543538822</id><published>2008-08-30T09:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T09:14:04.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>addicted-saving abel</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I'm so addicted to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the things you do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you're going down on me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In between the sheets&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the sounds you make&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With every breath you take&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's unlike anything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you're loving me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh girl lets take it slow&lt;br /&gt;So as for you well you know where to go&lt;br /&gt;I want to take my love&lt;br /&gt;and hate you till the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like you to turn away&lt;br /&gt;From all the bullshit&lt;br /&gt;I can't take&lt;br /&gt;It's not like me to walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so addicted too all the things&lt;br /&gt;You do when you're going down on me&lt;br /&gt;In between the sheets&lt;br /&gt;All the sounds you make&lt;br /&gt;With every breath you take&lt;br /&gt;It's unlike anything&lt;br /&gt;When you're loving me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know when it's getting rough&lt;br /&gt;All the times we spend&lt;br /&gt;Trying to make&lt;br /&gt;This love something better than&lt;br /&gt;Just making up again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like you to turn away&lt;br /&gt;All the bullshit I can't take&lt;br /&gt;Just when I think I can walk away,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so addicted to all the things&lt;br /&gt;You do when you're going on me&lt;br /&gt;In between the sheets&lt;br /&gt;All the sounds you make&lt;br /&gt;With every breath&lt;br /&gt;It's unlike anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so addicted to the things you do&lt;br /&gt;When you're going down on me&lt;br /&gt;All the sounds you make&lt;br /&gt;With every breath you take&lt;br /&gt;It's unlike anything when you're loving me&lt;br /&gt;When you're loving me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I make it through&lt;br /&gt;All the things you do&lt;br /&gt;There's just got to be more to you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so addicted to all the things you do&lt;br /&gt;When you're going down on me&lt;br /&gt;In between the sheets&lt;br /&gt;All the sounds you make&lt;br /&gt;With every breath you take&lt;br /&gt;It's unlike anything&lt;br /&gt;It's unlike anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so addicted to&lt;br /&gt;All the things you do&lt;br /&gt;When you're going down on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the sounds you make&lt;br /&gt;With every breath&lt;br /&gt;You takeIt's unlike anything&lt;br /&gt;I'm so addicted to you&lt;br /&gt;Addicted to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love this song..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-7795690523543538822?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/7795690523543538822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=7795690523543538822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/7795690523543538822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/7795690523543538822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/08/addicted-saving-abel.html' title='addicted-saving abel'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-3958500362485855331</id><published>2008-08-27T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T21:19:18.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;dying&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to be thin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;dying&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to be beautiful in the eyes of the public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls go to such extreme to be exactly like what they see in magazines.&lt;br /&gt;picture of people with HD make-up,lighting to their face...&lt;br /&gt;and of course,photo editting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to such extremes....&lt;br /&gt;of eating paper and dirt...&lt;br /&gt;and gorging on baby powder...&lt;br /&gt;all to be a size "0"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you deprive yourself of basic necesities,your brain chemistry changes.&lt;br /&gt;you don't think straight.&lt;br /&gt;till you gorge yourself on paper and dirt..and still worry bout putting on "dirt calories"...&lt;br /&gt;is there even such a thing?!?!&lt;br /&gt;omg....&lt;br /&gt;what is the world coming too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-3958500362485855331?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/3958500362485855331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=3958500362485855331' title='0 Comments'/><link 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about....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are cigarettes sold in gas stations when smoking is prohibited there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do fat chance and slim chance mean the same thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't drink and drive, why do you need a driver's license to buy liquor, and why do bars have parking lots?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does your nose run and your feet smell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do Roman paramedics refer to IV's as "4's"?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-3285927595038158757?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/3285927595038158757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=3285927595038158757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/3285927595038158757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/3285927595038158757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/08/think-bout-it.html' title='think bout it'/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e3e16-NdeIA/SKfT7RvwD9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/GBoQybbnLws/S220/u12editd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23626252.post-8886012219271800759</id><published>2008-08-21T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T23:26:40.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boy,turn me up and let me come&lt;br /&gt;through your speakers.&lt;br /&gt;boy,let my frequency just flow&lt;br /&gt;through your body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;el muchacho, me da vuelta para &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;arriba y me dejó venir a través de tus altavoces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;el muchacho, dejó mi frecuencia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;apenas atravesar tu cuerpo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-8886012219271800759?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/8886012219271800759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23626252&amp;postID=8886012219271800759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/8886012219271800759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23626252/posts/default/8886012219271800759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/2008/08/boyturn-me-up-and-let-me-come-through.html' title=''/><author><name>NR0820-1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09575533832891316912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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each girl can entertain up to 6 of her FATHER'S male friends.&lt;br /&gt;as long as it brings food to the table, the FATHER allows it.&lt;br /&gt;because of this, girls as young as pre-schoolers are diagnosed with STDs.&lt;br /&gt;some even end up pregnant, with their FATHER'S FRIEND'S child.&lt;br /&gt;and it's widely accepted in their society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the usa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atleast one child goes missing EVERY 4 SECONDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;where's hope when they need it the most???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23626252-1328475410695490829?l=melissamplified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissamplified.blogspot.com/feeds/1328475410695490829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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