<?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-6326841892021335446</id><updated>2011-09-27T01:13:10.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Challenges</title><subtitle type='html'>Hey stranger.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-7623202490660738925</id><published>2009-07-04T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T03:48:50.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm gonna be moving blog soon people.&lt;br /&gt;when i've got more posts over at the other one i'll let yall know again.&lt;br /&gt;till then i'll still post here, and there. dont worry.&lt;br /&gt;crap man, chem and econs common tests this coming week&lt;br /&gt;at least there's no sch on monday.&lt;br /&gt;whoosh&lt;br /&gt;gonna go have dinner alr.&lt;br /&gt;eat my dust :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-7623202490660738925?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/7623202490660738925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=7623202490660738925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/7623202490660738925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/7623202490660738925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-gonna-be-moving-blog-soon-people.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-3107577445235866757</id><published>2009-07-01T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T01:08:44.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/SksZhZUZbLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/2UbJDgQFXTg/s1600-h/Love__by_darkbutterfly6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/SksZhZUZbLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/2UbJDgQFXTg/s400/Love__by_darkbutterfly6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353400643582782642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found you once again, and this time I'm not gonna let you out of my grasp.&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/6326841892021335446-3107577445235866757?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/3107577445235866757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=3107577445235866757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/3107577445235866757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/3107577445235866757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/07/ive-found-you-once-again-and-this-time.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/SksZhZUZbLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/2UbJDgQFXTg/s72-c/Love__by_darkbutterfly6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-7493689897968330729</id><published>2009-06-26T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T17:36:28.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To ALL from JJC who just happens to read this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATH BLOCK TEST IS ON WEDNESDAY. well at least, for my class yea. not sure bout the other classes, so yea. study hard! :D&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/6326841892021335446-7493689897968330729?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/7493689897968330729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=7493689897968330729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/7493689897968330729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/7493689897968330729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-all-from-jjc-who-just-happens-to.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-2880141140289511591</id><published>2009-06-23T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T21:56:32.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;People with no fucking reason to do anything sometimes just have no lives it seems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;But its okay, whoever you are, just please fuck off ehh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;If you've got a problem or whatsoever to pick with me, tell it to me straight in the face, or call me if you have my number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;dont come to my blog and act like you're some bloody dipstick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;one thing i've come to hate, and thats people who choose to hide behind false names, cowardly jackfucks, thats what i feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;get off my back and get a life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;grow up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;round one goes to the one standing tall&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/6326841892021335446-2880141140289511591?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/2880141140289511591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=2880141140289511591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/2880141140289511591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/2880141140289511591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/06/people-with-no-fucking-reason-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-145739352408809697</id><published>2009-06-23T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T00:16:33.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/SkCBIZq8cpI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQP04VPNqW0/s1600-h/The_eye__by_Chocksy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/SkCBIZq8cpI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQP04VPNqW0/s400/The_eye__by_Chocksy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350418338646094482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;what beholds behind the eye might just unravel unsolved mysteries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-145739352408809697?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/145739352408809697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=145739352408809697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/145739352408809697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/145739352408809697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/SkCBIZq8cpI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EQP04VPNqW0/s72-c/The_eye__by_Chocksy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-8919002260098421233</id><published>2009-06-21T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T19:37:04.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/Sj7uB8dvnVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/92DPUaivGa4/s1600-h/Stage_Beauty_by_ThisYearsGirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/Sj7uB8dvnVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/92DPUaivGa4/s400/Stage_Beauty_by_ThisYearsGirl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349975124540890450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unmasked, but the play goes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-8919002260098421233?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/8919002260098421233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=8919002260098421233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/8919002260098421233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/8919002260098421233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/06/unmasked-but-play-goes-on.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/Sj7uB8dvnVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/92DPUaivGa4/s72-c/Stage_Beauty_by_ThisYearsGirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-3842466428344896749</id><published>2009-06-17T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T05:38:31.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/SjjjvPJcV8I/AAAAAAAAAEE/rGiJo3DgDRo/s1600-h/Mistaken_Fairy_Tale_II_by_Elvazur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 357px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/SjjjvPJcV8I/AAAAAAAAAEE/rGiJo3DgDRo/s400/Mistaken_Fairy_Tale_II_by_Elvazur.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348274958161958850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intentions that were pure have turned obscure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-3842466428344896749?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/3842466428344896749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=3842466428344896749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/3842466428344896749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/3842466428344896749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/06/intentions-that-were-pure-have-turned.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/SjjjvPJcV8I/AAAAAAAAAEE/rGiJo3DgDRo/s72-c/Mistaken_Fairy_Tale_II_by_Elvazur.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-5496969238191516162</id><published>2009-06-16T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T21:36:46.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt;One thing that makes it all complete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-5496969238191516162?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/5496969238191516162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=5496969238191516162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/5496969238191516162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/5496969238191516162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-thing-that-makes-it-all-complete.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-5410032315175960095</id><published>2009-06-15T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T19:14:46.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;BIG SHOUTOUT HERE :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Guys whoever's going for &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;987's Life's A Beach party &lt;/span&gt;at &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Siloso Beach&lt;/span&gt; this &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; tell me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-5410032315175960095?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/5410032315175960095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=5410032315175960095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/5410032315175960095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/5410032315175960095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/06/big-shoutout-here-guys-whoevers-going.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-7957873078159104901</id><published>2009-06-14T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T19:40:06.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ohwell, pretty much been slacking and rotting alot this past week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;sometimes i just go nuts realising i've got totally nothing to do at home. urgh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ANYWAY, food is definitely one of the best things in the worlddddd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;went over to my godpa's house ytd to celerate father's day with my mom's side's family. okaay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and he bought this espresso machine! and its like, totally out of the world alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;it can make espressos (obviously), lattes, cappuccinos! butttttttt, too bad couldnt make frappucinnos. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;slacked alot, watched the aviva mixed doubles finals where cuzs and i were all shouting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'CHAR!'&lt;/span&gt; whenever many of the players did a smash, on the account that both the teams in the finals were from china.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hm one day i shall try &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;double-shot espresso&lt;/span&gt; and totally knock myself out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;after that we headed down to cafe brio's @ grand copthorne waterfront to celebrate father's day for both my dad and gramps, or, for my dad's side's family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;the food there was awweeeeeessssommeeeeeeee, seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i urge you guys to go if you've got the cash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;think its 40 plus from mondays to thursdays, 52 on fridays and saturdays, and 50 on sundays and public holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ehhhhhh i'm helping them advertise okay, coz their food is really, awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;but my dad said we should go fullerton and eat as a family sometime tho, they've got more jap food there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;argh, all this food talk is making me crazy man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;nvm shall drown myself in a cold bowl of nicenice frosties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;see yall and to whoever's reading my blog, take care yea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;anyway on a random quote, strength is not your ability to beat others, but how you can take pressure. heard this from some movie, kinda inspirational and triggers thinking for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;okayokya i'm ravenous already. shall post again sometime soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;the happy times spent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-7957873078159104901?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/7957873078159104901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=7957873078159104901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/7957873078159104901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/7957873078159104901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/06/ohwell-pretty-much-been-slacking-and.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-3698265310091780954</id><published>2009-06-09T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T23:29:32.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Grr, freaking bored to the core at home. think i'm literally gonna rot to become some stinky pile of thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;got my contacts, so at least there's some happiness induced. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;gonna be heading down to cafe brio's at grand chopthorne waterfront to celebrate father's day for both my grandfather and dad. so GOOD FOOD HERE I COMEEEEEE. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;got this awesome song by Black Stone Cherry, Things My Father Said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's awesome, totally inspirational and touching. looooove it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;currently melting under the hot sun, but heck, at least i'm getting a decent tan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;thanks those who're showing conern to me, and yes i wont be an emo kid alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;its just my blog posts that're like that. aww~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;anw i'm bored already, gonna go work out again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;see yall&lt;/span&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 style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;the sun's shining so bright i can see your smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-3698265310091780954?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/3698265310091780954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=3698265310091780954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/3698265310091780954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/3698265310091780954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/06/grr-freaking-bored-to-core-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-7118393610642025001</id><published>2009-06-06T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T01:38:06.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We're falling faster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; This is the last year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Just a few more hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Until we are all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; This never happens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Changing with fashion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Just a few more hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Until we are unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I wish I could have known you better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I should blame it on the weather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; This was over from the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Does it even matter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Our situations getting worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Sleep in, (sleep in)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Sleep well, (sleep well)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; With this life, (this life)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; We're set to fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I just wanted you to know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I think about you every night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; When I fall asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; You are in my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; And just like in a movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; The one you want to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; With a happy ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; This dead letter written on black paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; It never found her eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Instead of love (instead of love)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; She only saw dollar signs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Sleep in, (sleep in)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Sleep well, (sleep well)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; With this life, (this life)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; We're set to fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I just wanted you to know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I think about you every night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; When I fall asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; You are in my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; And just like in a movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; The one you want to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; With a happy ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With this life, (this life)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; We are set to fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I just wanted you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I think about you every night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; When I fall asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I just wanted you to know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I think about you every night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; When I fall asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; You are in my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; And just like in a movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; The one you want to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; With a happy ending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Hawthorne Heights - We Are So Last Year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;its not so easy caving in&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the many things that've happened in my life.&lt;br /&gt;some have been absolutely awesome, while the others, I would definitely not mind having them chucked away in time.&lt;br /&gt;show me, what the dark holds.&lt;br /&gt;being inside this sealed cage, everything seems fake.&lt;br /&gt;my eyes do not live up to their purpose, for I gotta see with my heart.&lt;br /&gt;life is going to be hard, with the few surprises in between.&lt;br /&gt;how much further do I have to go?&lt;br /&gt;How much longer till I finally know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;looking for an answer that just never seems to surface.&lt;br /&gt;guess I'll just have to go after it and thrash it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-7118393610642025001?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/7118393610642025001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=7118393610642025001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/7118393610642025001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/7118393610642025001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/06/were-falling-faster-this-is-last-year.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-7769339507858711799</id><published>2009-05-31T18:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T18:01:56.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/SiMoNiuG7dI/AAAAAAAAAD8/EaScu10-gTM/s1600-h/Alone_on_a_Valentine__s_Day_by_cashboxx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/SiMoNiuG7dI/AAAAAAAAAD8/EaScu10-gTM/s400/Alone_on_a_Valentine__s_Day_by_cashboxx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342157796115148242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;pictures shall describe my current emotions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-7769339507858711799?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/7769339507858711799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=7769339507858711799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/7769339507858711799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/7769339507858711799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/05/pictures-shall-describe-my-current.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/SiMoNiuG7dI/AAAAAAAAAD8/EaScu10-gTM/s72-c/Alone_on_a_Valentine__s_Day_by_cashboxx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-6083217144810904092</id><published>2009-05-31T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T17:59:18.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/SiMnX1aybcI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Qj_96kXCQlM/s1600-h/DSC00819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/SiMnX1aybcI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Qj_96kXCQlM/s400/DSC00819.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342156873421450690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs tan's last day with us was also the last day of term 2.&lt;br /&gt;so gonna miss you and your tutorials.&lt;br /&gt;aww crap, so many things happening, so little time to adjust to all of them.&lt;br /&gt;one small step forward can just as well bring you all the way back to the starting line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;why isnt this feeling going away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-6083217144810904092?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/6083217144810904092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=6083217144810904092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/6083217144810904092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/6083217144810904092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/05/mrs-tans-last-day-with-us-was-also-last.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/SiMnX1aybcI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Qj_96kXCQlM/s72-c/DSC00819.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-7161259577648183753</id><published>2009-05-27T03:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T03:34:40.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The previous week's been really exhausting.&lt;br /&gt;celebrated grandma's birthday over at my house, bbq!&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHA the many many bbq-ed marshmellows i had, awesome.&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday grandma! and may God bless you and keep you healthy and strong always.&lt;br /&gt;but ohwell, last week of school this week, and half of it's alr gone.&lt;br /&gt;had physics post-electricity test on tuesday first thing in the morning, and had GP test today.&lt;br /&gt;another Gp test tomorrow, on content, which we SERIOUSLY gotta mug for it if not we'll know nuts about it. and not to forget, the chemical bonding test too.&lt;br /&gt;the korean students had their last day here today!&lt;br /&gt;there were 3 korean students who were with our class for a cultural trip in singapore and i was supposed to be the buddy of one of them.&lt;br /&gt;and the one whom i was the buddy of was one who broke her leg quite recently in korea and hence she had to move about in a wheelchair. she could hop about tho. :D&lt;br /&gt;so hence jordan became 'wheelchair boy' to the korean students.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously! couldnt help but just go help push her around when i saw her wheeling herself. aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/Sh0VFQvvVtI/AAAAAAAAADE/shBvBMvfGPs/s1600-h/DSC02081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/Sh0VFQvvVtI/AAAAAAAAADE/shBvBMvfGPs/s400/DSC02081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340447913270007506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/Sh0VcTxMv1I/AAAAAAAAADM/T9RQyDueus4/s1600-h/DSC02082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/Sh0VcTxMv1I/AAAAAAAAADM/T9RQyDueus4/s400/DSC02082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340448309218426706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gifts that they gave to us before they left. thanks! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and amanda! gosh saw you twice today la but you didnt even look at me.&lt;br /&gt;what kind of admin og friend are you man. rawrr you.&lt;br /&gt;anw it was kinda sad to part with the korean students, tho we've only been properly 'together' for like, half a day only.&lt;br /&gt;they were cheerful! and jovial.&lt;br /&gt;and even tho she was wheelchair-bound (temporarily), she still placed others in priority and chose not to use the wheelchair, and to walk about by herself, despite the little pain with every step, just so that she doesnt have to trouble me more by having me push her around.&lt;br /&gt;OH OH, played bball with the korean students, guys of course, during my class' break.&lt;br /&gt;and one of them was just like, so freeaakkkkiningggggg tall can.&lt;br /&gt;but ohwell, got thrashed then they had to go.&lt;br /&gt;we continued playing amongst ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, isaac's birthday fell on this week, and i almost forget to post this, but happy birthday to you isaac, tho i've already wished you. see your birthday's now engraved on my blog. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to support our school's badminton finals at jurong sports hall yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;well we had a couple of giveaway matches, but the last doubles match of both genders were awesomely exciting. heh.&lt;br /&gt;ohwell we lost overall, but i really agree with mr leow that we really cheered hard.&lt;br /&gt;tho i didnt cheer much, but the feeling of emotional peaks were seriously there. heh&lt;br /&gt;crap i love supporting games, kinda brought me back to my cat high days.. those feelings of deja vu i felt yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;and! after the match we bumped into our ct. heh and no idea what made me do so, but i just asked her to treat us to pizza. surprisingly, she agreed. YAY :D&lt;br /&gt;so 10 of us thronged into pizza hut and she bought 2 large pizzas for us.&lt;br /&gt;however she had to leave to get over to her mom's house.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really thank you Mdm Seetow, for the pizzas you agreed to treat us, and for not getting craaazy and start scolding spastically like some teachers when they're mad, when we don't hand up our work and we don't pay attention and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs tan's leaving us to teach the j2s for their As.&lt;br /&gt;so this is her last week with us.&lt;br /&gt;feeling really sad actually.&lt;br /&gt;to me it doesnt feel like losing a teacher, but someone more like a friend.&lt;br /&gt;guess the bond's alr there between her and the class, or perhaps just me.. or am i just too sensitive, i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;but still, we're gonna have pizza treat by her on friday. thanks mrs tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap la, was cheerful and all when i first started posting this, but now that i've typed till here, feeling kinda emo alr.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes we just dont seem to treasure the things and people around us do we? and only when they're gone do we realise their significance and the impact they've made in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i know its no use crying over spilt milk, and i will try to stay strong, despite the many more challenges that're bound to cross paths with me, and to try clearing those that are already in my way.. adhering me to the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;things have gotten more or less better for me i guess.&lt;br /&gt;the stares and looks i still get sometimes, i cant blame them for it.&lt;br /&gt;i can only continue hoping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-7161259577648183753?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/7161259577648183753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=7161259577648183753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/7161259577648183753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/7161259577648183753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/05/previous-weeks-been-really-exhausting_27.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/Sh0VFQvvVtI/AAAAAAAAADE/shBvBMvfGPs/s72-c/DSC02081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-2999001090576073865</id><published>2009-05-20T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T02:16:36.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Gee, no idea time passes so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's already past mid-may, coming to june.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;just like that half a year's passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;thinking about all the past times, mostly wasted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;everything seems to just be a piece of history in my life now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;everyday adds on to the memory in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;perhaps one day i might forget all of them, perhaps then i can be finally be devoid of all feelings and thus be my true self?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;spontaneous effort doesnt work. it takes prolonged ones to make people realise what they mean to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;to all my friends out there, thanks for having been here always, if not most of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;to those I've frustrated, i'm sorry and hope things will work out alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;to my future friends, make way in your life! for i'm gonna make a huge impact in it, or at least try to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;no idea why i've been so random these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the mood swings just keep coming and going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and no i'm not having my period and neither am i ever gonna have one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;guess its just stress huh? or perhaps something wayyyyy deeper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i'll just have to dig in slowly, one step at a time to find out the true meaning and problem then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;till then, i can only hope everyday passes smoothly and it is not wasted, like the many days that've already passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;half a year to go, and i cant wait for the june hols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;quick come, then i can stay home all day and EMO. muahaha :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;gotta go mug for chem and math tests tmw, not to mention the chinese como we gotta write tmw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;urgh.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;bear with me people, if i get upset with you or things like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i dont mean it nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;just tend to get frustrated more easily than usually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;no i'm not having menopause.&lt;/span&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 style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;anew? perhaps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-2999001090576073865?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/2999001090576073865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=2999001090576073865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/2999001090576073865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/2999001090576073865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/05/gee-no-idea-time-passes-so-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-7278147770754466732</id><published>2009-05-15T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T03:28:17.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Jordan finally got A for his 2.4 for NAPFA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Like, for so long, from sec sch onwards, I always couldnt complete 2.4 within the A range.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;But after lotsa training during the pe sessions and by myself, I am proud to say I ran a 10.05.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;whoosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;anw, tests tests tests!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;physics lecture test today, was a killer man, at least it'll be better than my first lecture test.. heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;and had another piece of good news! econs make-up lesson was postponed to next friday, miraculously by miss law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;ohwell, but there'll be an econs lecture test next week tho, not to mention the math lecture test as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;ohwell, stress is certainly building up ton by ton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;gotta keep up with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;and cant let other factors bring me down anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;to you who's reading this, i'm sorry, for whatever wrong things i've ever done to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;i believe in burying the hatchet and i dont know, perhaps someday everything'll be back to normal again.&lt;/span&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 style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;cheerios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-7278147770754466732?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/7278147770754466732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=7278147770754466732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/7278147770754466732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/7278147770754466732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/05/jordan-finally-got-for-his-2.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-4383485758467440418</id><published>2009-05-14T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T06:04:43.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I don't want enemies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I want a life with friends, and happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I don't want awkwardness, the stupid feeling of shame and regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;If &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; should really be the case, and continue on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I don't want my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;haha kiddin guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;promised so many people i'm gonna be happy and stick to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;not gonna let them down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;to this person out there, you know who you are, but now sure if you still do read my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Friends are always there for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;They're the ones just standing beside you, waiting for a chance, and opportunity to just reach out for your hand, and pull you back to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;You are &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; alone, and stop thinking you'll just be putting a burden on everyone should they help you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Your friends &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;WANT&lt;/span&gt; to help you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Don't push them away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Don't push us away.&lt;/span&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 style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;we're here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-4383485758467440418?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/4383485758467440418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=4383485758467440418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/4383485758467440418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/4383485758467440418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dont-want-enemies.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-3720647127839808904</id><published>2009-05-09T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T04:38:10.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Jordan is fucking awesome, hell yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;To those who have a feud with me, go ahead and hate me coz that would be what I feel towards you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Stop being pathetic and try making me feel sad and bad and every shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I'm not backing down for no fucking reason anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;So those people out there, you know who you are, I'm not spouting any names, can just fucking shut your fucking mouths, watch your own fucking actions and see how your fucking lives change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Let your lives be fucking better without me, for I don't wish to be in yours either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;gosh, this is actually kinda fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-3720647127839808904?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/3720647127839808904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=3720647127839808904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/3720647127839808904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/3720647127839808904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/05/jordan-is-fucking-awesome-hell-yea.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-2925758227775455954</id><published>2009-05-08T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T04:34:16.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Rose wine is quite nice, that I just realised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Too many things, happening, too little time to take them all in, to adjust to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I will try to cope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Thanks Wei Kok for the tags and at least there are people who share the same viewpoint as me that people should just use their own identities, and not hide behind their anonymous names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Not saying I'm pissed off with whoever's been doing that at my tagboard, for I actually don't care whethere he or she wishes to use his or her real identity or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm just telling you, that I appreciate you coming to my blog and reading my posts, but please keep your views to yourself if there are negative. Why don't you go think about a situation where its you who's having such stupid lame stuff thrown at you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I don't wish to use any vulgarities, so please just &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;chill &lt;/span&gt;off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm not what you think I am anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm not gonna give in to whatever shit people throw at me, to the nonsense that they do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Look, if you want people to do something, firstly you have to make sure that you yourself will do it too. So don't go asking people to do this and that, when you yourself commit the very same mistakes immediately after that. Its &lt;u style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;pathetic&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Why do something you can't even commit to yourself, you're like, asking people to stop this, do this, do that, yet you yourself continue doing them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I believe, your mouth is fucking huge, want a whale stuffed down it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hearing your voice makes me want to puke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Seeing you makes me want to punch your lights out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But I've promised myself not to hurt anyone physically anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Actually, I should pity those who are just like you, for they just make me sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;No idea why people still crowd around you and think you're totally awesome and oh-my-wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;And for your information, both the 'you's are different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;One is specifically about 'test', while the latter is about this random person who's just so unlucky I chose to hate. All the best to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;fuck up and fuck off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-2925758227775455954?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/2925758227775455954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=2925758227775455954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/2925758227775455954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/2925758227775455954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/05/rose-wine-is-quite-nice-that-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-7106452509631651086</id><published>2009-05-05T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T23:49:41.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Oh my God, this hurts like hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I had that dream again where &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I was lost  for good in outerspace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Tell me, doctor, how to shake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;A waking nightmare  that is only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Worse when I am sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Kill the messenger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I swear  it's not me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;It's just someone I used to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;And get to church cause  you're a good girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;And I never told you that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;And all I need from you  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Could be the thing that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Leaves us both up here forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I'm gonna send  a little rain your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I'm gonna send a little rain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;It's not so  easy, caving in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I walked by your apartment twice today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;When you were gone  at work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;And all the colors got so down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;It's not as cold out here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;But  come quick, I am losing feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Kill the messenger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I swear it's not  me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;It's just someone I used to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;And get to church cause you're a good  girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;And I never told you that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;And all I need from you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Could be the  thing that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Leaves us both up here forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I'm gonna send a little rain  your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I'm gonna send a little rain, send a little rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I'm gonna  send a litte rain to pour down on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Rain that makes the flowers  bloom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Rain to leave you all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;That keeps eyelashes falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;And  wishes washed away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Kill the messenger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I swear it's not me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;It's just  someone I used to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;And get to church cause you're a good girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;And I  never told you that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;And all I need from you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Could be the thing that  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Leaves us both up here forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I'm gonna send a little rain your  way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I'm gonna send a little rain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i'm gonna send a little rain your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Jack's Mannequin - Kill The Messenger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thanks Justin for the wonderful introduction to Jack's Mannequin.&lt;br /&gt;Someone please send a little rain down my way.&lt;br /&gt;And let the storm clouds cover my despair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-7106452509631651086?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/7106452509631651086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=7106452509631651086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/7106452509631651086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/7106452509631651086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-my-god-this-hurts-like-hell-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-899972628511139235</id><published>2009-05-01T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T18:50:51.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;What was it about my previous post, that I said I survived, and will try my best.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a hypocrite, for the very next day, right now, everything has changed.&lt;br /&gt;Things I used to laugh at, shall never seem funny anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I give up easily.&lt;br /&gt;I have given up on trying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So many times, so many disasters, so many failures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Every setback, pushing me further behind in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I don't know how to catch up, get back on track.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Why should I try? To fail and hurt myself, hurt everyone once again? To disappoint them even though knowing their expectations of me? Why do I even promise people that I'll try, when for all I know, I might just exhale my last breath anytime? Why, when I know that there is a high possibility that I'll disappoint them? Why Jordan, why you fuck-tard.&lt;br /&gt;For those who have no idea what I'm talking about, let me just tell you, this isn't regarding my academics, even though its like shit too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Things happen for a reason, but the reasons I know not of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I bleed out in agony for that answer, just that one single answer that explains for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Yet to no avail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Blood continues trickling down, yet there's nothing I can do to stop the bleeding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm turning pale, I've snapped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Broken into many pieces just like a twig having been stepped on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I am like, a frail twig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I carry no meaning in this world, lying there motionlessly on the ground, and unfortunately enough, gets stepped on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I am, a burden to those out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;People have to sweep me away because I am ruining the beauty of my surroundings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Twigs should have legs, so they can walk away themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This time, I truly walk alone, along that ever-familiar dark alley of sorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My life now hangs on a thread, for I've just discovered something even worse, you guys will never want to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This time, I'm keeping this problem, this situation to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;For I think to myself of what happened when I told people about my initial situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Nothing much, for I just increased the stress, the burden in them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So why care for my, my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Its not worth it, its wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Care for the others around you, and don't waste your energy on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This time, I know what to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I don't wanna put stress and burden my friends anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm keeping this to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-899972628511139235?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/899972628511139235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=899972628511139235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/899972628511139235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/899972628511139235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-have-given-up-on-trying.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-615470416568510610</id><published>2009-04-30T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T23:52:53.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; SOH HUI ZHENtold me to post something cheerful, so here I am, trying hard to do so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Actually, I don't know what to type. When she said, 'try to post something more cheerful!', I said okay, but right here, now at this posting page, I have no idea what to type, so MY BAD &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;MAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;DA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Okay actually I might know abit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;No &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; I'm not afraid of your kicks so go ahead and try, we'll just see if its you who laughs first, or me who yells out in pain eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Injured my shoulder while playing basketball yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Was alright actually yesterday, not very bad, but when I got up this morning it started to hurt like hell and if I were to just touch it, it'd hurt. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(ouch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Not to mention, other than the shoulder injury i got yesterday, there was also that short pain in the 'down-there' when Isaac and I collided while competing for the ball. (doubleouch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I hereby promise myself, and to those who know about my situation, that I'm gonna try my best to get better, so don't yall worry, I'll take things in stride and not let them affect me too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Heading over to jon's house to celebrate his dad's birthday, meaning there'll be chocolate fondue again, (YES!) and none for you &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yuelin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Don't complain, I'll bring you to get some sooner or later alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt;! accompany me home.. I don't want lonely bus rides home anymore, coz I don't wanna emo in the bus anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I used to be emo-jorjor, then turned into cheerful and fun-jorjor for awhile, yet now its back to emo-ing again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm weird, I admit, but ohwell, thats just how life is eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I have decided to remain weird, but not to be so emo anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Persevere jordan, you can do it, I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Try to find a certain factor or something, for you to hold on to, for you to believe in, so that it'll act as a pushing factor for you to stay on the right path, the right track.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;keeping myself in the right mind is important, and i'll try hard, i promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;things might have gotten out of hand, and i have decided to tackle other things and set my scopes further.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i am determined for i want to be strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;for i wanna break the barrier between us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;for i want you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;grab my hand and never let me go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tons of hugs to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jordan survives&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-615470416568510610?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/615470416568510610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=615470416568510610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/615470416568510610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/615470416568510610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/04/amanda-told-me-to-post-something.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-2356556683210612314</id><published>2009-04-29T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T04:02:28.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Major depression is a disabling condition which adversely affects a person's family, work or school life, sleeping and eating habits, and general health.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Depressed people may be preoccupied with, or ruminate over, thoughts and feelings of worthlessness, inappropriate guilt or regret, helplessness, hopelessness, and self hatred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Other symptoms include poor concentration and memory, withdrawal from social situations and activities, and thoughts of death or suicide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Insomnia is common: in the typical pattern, a person wakes very early and is unable to get back to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Family and friends may notice that the person's behavior is either agitated or lethargic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Most exhibit a loss of interest in school and a decline in academic performance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;They may be described as clingy, demanding, dependent, or insecure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-2356556683210612314?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/2356556683210612314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=2356556683210612314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/2356556683210612314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/2356556683210612314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/04/major-depression-is-disabling-condition.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-2081176030280232411</id><published>2009-04-29T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T01:33:40.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Why do you have to care so much to the extent that you have to bleed for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now your blood lies on my hands, for I've indirectly caused you to act out your foolishness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I promise you alright, that I'll try, I'll give my best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But please, don't ask me to discover the truth, I cant take it, really I cant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This situation that's here, its going to be extremely hard for me, and even if I get well, there is a high possibility that I fall back into what I'm currently having.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So what do you want me to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yes, I promised you to try my best, but at what expense?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To get well, and get hurt all over again by my life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don't know what to do, but its a promise, and I wish to help myself too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Perhaps when I get well, I'll view things in a much more positive way, and I'll learn to treasure what I still have in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;For someone like me to try and adapt a positive attitude, given this situation, I'm at a loss for words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And with the knowledge of what you did to yourself due to my actions, I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; myself even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Like, why the fuck am I in this world for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To continue what I'm doing right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm totally unhappy with my life, but who am I to complain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There are so many others who have much more difficult lives than me, yet they're not complaining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Whats the matter with me, why am I so damn effing weak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sensitive? But being fucking overly-sensitive is a good thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don't know the path that leads on ahead of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ever step I take, my vision seems to get darker and darker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My legs seem to give way, and should I fall to the ground, what am I to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've fallen for countless times, and for these countless times, I've picked myself up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;However, the bruises, the scars, still remain etched in my heart, tucked away neatly in the storage space, 'emotional distress', in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Am I becoming some freak show?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I need to have personal growth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Perhaps I'm always at loggerheads with myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Things are totally different now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I need to act my age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I need to give it a shot, no matter how tough it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i promised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-2081176030280232411?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/2081176030280232411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=2081176030280232411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/2081176030280232411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/2081176030280232411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-do-you-have-to-care-so-much-to.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-8527039829120315276</id><published>2009-04-25T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T22:37:47.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Eight years later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Time goes by fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Got my memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And they will last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I try to keep it simple cause i hate goodbyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I try to keep it simple by telling myself that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I, i will remember you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And all of the things that we've gone through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;There is so much i could say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But words get in the way so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We're not together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I will remember you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I will remember you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We're a picture in my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When i want to find you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I just close my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;You'll never be that far from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So don't say goodbye cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;You'll never be that far from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm telling myself that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I, i will remember you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And all of the things that we've gone through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;There is so much i could say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But words get in the way so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We're not together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I will remember you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;You were there when i needed a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Thank you, thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I never told you how much that meant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Gotta thank you, thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I will remember you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And all of the things that we've gone through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;There is so much i could say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But words get in the way so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I, i will remember you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And all of the things that we've gone through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;There is so much i could say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But words get in the way so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We're not together, i will remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We're not together, i will remember you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Yeah, i will remember you&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Ryan Cabrera - I Will Remember You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;es, there've been so many things I could have done to better my life, to better everyone's lives.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm sorry, I've failed countess times.&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me, for the mistakes, the blunders, the many things.&lt;br /&gt;I'm goth? I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;There're so many people out there much more gothic than me, how can I possibly be goth.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna close my eyes, and wake up in a totally new world, where things are, different.&lt;br /&gt;I want, a different life.&lt;br /&gt;I want, to be a different Jordan.&lt;br /&gt;Different, or indifferent?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, what's wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;Everything, once again, all over again.&lt;br /&gt;Till death draws upon my last lingering breath, for my very vision shall blur, and things shall fade into a distant memory.&lt;br /&gt;Cascading into what seems like a mirage, I consent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&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;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;i will remember you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-8527039829120315276?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/8527039829120315276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=8527039829120315276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/8527039829120315276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/8527039829120315276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/04/eight-years-later-time-goes-by-fast-got.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-7805388008947534438</id><published>2009-04-25T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T03:19:02.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I found God on  the corner of First and Amistad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Where the west  was all but won&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; All along  smoking his last cigarette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; I said, where've  you been?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; He said, ask  anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Where were  you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; When everything was falling apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="prelrc"&gt; All my days spent by the telephone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="nowlrc"&gt; And all I needed was a call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; It never  came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; To the corner of First and Amistad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Lost and  insecure, you found me, you found me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Lying on the  floor, surrounded, surrounded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Why'd you have  to wait?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Where were you?  Where were you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Just a little  late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; You found me, you found me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; But in the  end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Everyone ends up alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Losing  hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; The only one who's ever known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Who I am, Who  I'm not, Who I want to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; No way to  know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; How long she will be next to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Lost and  insecure, you found me, you found me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Lying on the  floor, surrounded, surrounded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Why'd you have  to wait?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Where were you?  Where were you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Just a little  late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; You found me, you found me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Early  morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; The city breaks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; I’ve been  calling for years and years…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; And you’ve never  left me no messages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Never sent me no  letters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; You’ve got some kind of nerve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Taking all I  want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Lost and insecure, you found me, you found  me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Lying on the floor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Where were you?  Where were you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Lost and  insecure, you found me, you found me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Lying on the  floor, surrounded, surrounded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Why'd you have  to wait?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Where were you?  Where were you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Just a little  late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; You found me, you found me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Why'd you have  to wait?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; You found me,  you found me.&lt;br /&gt;                               &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The Fray - You Found Me&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;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; margin-left: 12px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The blood stays on my hand, for the mistakes I've committed.&lt;br /&gt;What am i thinking? I can't turn back time and make everything just like what it was used to be.&lt;br /&gt;As bad as things seem to be, there is nothing I can do.&lt;br /&gt;I sit here, alone, so what if its a dark corner?&lt;br /&gt;So what if there's a dark pool of blood beside me?&lt;br /&gt;And, so what, if I really am the murderer?&lt;br /&gt;Whats done is already done, there's no use trying to make it all come back again.&lt;br /&gt;Blood's oozing out from my heart, adding to the already immense pool.&lt;br /&gt;I was lost, but now, I've found myself.&lt;br /&gt;Everything used to be fun, and happy.&lt;br /&gt;Yet now, everything's turned pitch black.&lt;br /&gt;Yet suddenly, comes another streak of red, and the tremendous pain that follows.&lt;br /&gt;I yell out in agony, but lesser each time, for I'm already getting used to it.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, one day, it wont affect me anymore, and no amount of stress shall hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;Forget everything Jordan, why should you recall them every now and then and hurt yourself yet again.&lt;br /&gt;Things have changed, and they dont go your way anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Let it go, forget the past, and start anew.&lt;br /&gt;Anew?&lt;br /&gt;Whats 'anew'?&lt;br /&gt;This word sounds so foreign to me.&lt;br /&gt;I have to try and accept this word.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps once I've done so, I'll be able to change myself, into a better person perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;But should I fail, ohwell at least I've tried.&lt;br /&gt;I, shall live.&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 style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;letdown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-7805388008947534438?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/7805388008947534438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=7805388008947534438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/7805388008947534438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/7805388008947534438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-found-god-on-corner-of-first-and.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-8701491226759539945</id><published>2009-04-25T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T02:31:18.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt;I'm not the easiest person to love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; I'm often the  one who lets things go unresolved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; Yet you choose  to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; on the side of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; on the side of  me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; Yet you choose to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; on the side of  me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; on the side of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; On The Side Of  Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; I'm not too  proud of some things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; I've done in my  life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; The skeletons in my closet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; Are too big for  me to hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; Yet you choose  to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; on the side of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; on the side of  me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; Blessed Charity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; You're on the  side of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; on the side of  me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; Everyone needs a friend to hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; when it's cold  outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; and there's no place to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; Everyone needs a  friend to hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; all alone I  cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; there was no place to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; I remember when  nobody cared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; but  you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; I'm not the easiest person to love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; But you, you've  opened your heart to show me what I'm worth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; 'Cause you  choose to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; on the side of  me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; on the side of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; What a  mystery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; You're on the side of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; on the side of  me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; Everyone needs a friend to hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; when it's cold  outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; and there's no place to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; Everyone needs a  friend to hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; all alone I  cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; there was no place to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; I remember when  nobody cared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; I remember when  nobody cared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; Nobody  cared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; But you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; Yeah you choose  to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; on the side of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; on the side of  me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Corrinne May - On The Side Of Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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 style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;you're&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; facing alot of problems, troubles, complications now, but I'm here for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Open up to me, things will be fine, and I can promise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Where's the determined &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; I used to know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; who would ruffle my hair, poke me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Quick, tell me that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;you're&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; freezing cold and you wanna go pee so badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I miss hearing these things, I miss feeling that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I know it might sound stupid to you guys, but everything do, say, mean the world to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Get back into my open arms, let me hold &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; tight, for I will never let &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; go again, I promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;There are so many things about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;, I'd give anything up to experience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;your&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; smile, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; laughter, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;your&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; warmth, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;your&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;You&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; constantly think of me, that I do know, and I'm grateful about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Just to let &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; know I constantly think of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Well as if &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; don't already know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;You&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; are trying really hard, and I can see that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm proud of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; just gotta keep at it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Don't worry, I'm here for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Don't think too much about everything, anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Happiness, its really hard to get for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; isn't it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Well, I can definitely tell you this, its right in front of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Its just whether &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; wish to look clearly, at who's there for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;.&lt;/span&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 style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;I know it won't be too long till I see you, I hear you,&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-8701491226759539945?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/8701491226759539945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=8701491226759539945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/8701491226759539945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/8701491226759539945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-not-easiest-person-to-love-im-often.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-6208038613699384655</id><published>2009-04-24T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T04:12:35.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;So lately, been  wondering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Who will be  there to take my place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; When I'm gone  you'll need love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; To light the  shadows on your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; If a great wave  shall fall and fall upon us all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Then between the  sand and stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Could you make  it on your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; If I could, then  I would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; I'll go wherever you will go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Way up high or  down low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; I'll go wherever  you will go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; And maybe, I'll  find out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; A way to make it  back someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; To watch you, to  guide you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Through the  darkest of your days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; If a great wave  shall fall and fall upon us all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Then I hope  there's someone out there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Who can bring me  back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="prelrc"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;If I could, then I  would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="nowlrc"&gt; I'll go wherever you will go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Way up high or  down low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; I'll go wherever  you will go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Run away with my  heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; You run away with my hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; You run away  with my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; I know now, just  quite how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; My life and love  might still go on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; In your heart,  in your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; I'll stay with  you for all of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; If I could, then  I would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; I'll go wherever you will go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Way up high or  down low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; I'll go wherever  you will go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; If I could turn  back time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; I'll go wherever  you will go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; If I could make  you mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; I'll go wherever  you will go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; I'll go wherever  you will go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       &lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The Calling - Wherever You Will Go&lt;/span&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;Finally, I was able to have a great one-to-one talk with you.&lt;br /&gt;Though we both didnt say much, and it was me trying most of the time, I'm glad we had that time alone to ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I've been able to make you smile, and make you laugh.&lt;br /&gt;For it hurts me to see you so down, so affected by everything in the world.&lt;br /&gt;Dont keep everything inside, for I've done that before and ended up hurting myself way much more.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna embrace you, and make you feel happiness again.&lt;br /&gt;I know what I've done.&lt;br /&gt;I'd give anything to see your smile again, to feel your happiness exuding again.&lt;br /&gt;Dont say its impossible, you gotta try.&lt;br /&gt;Dont say you dont know, coz nobody ever knows.&lt;br /&gt;The many things in your life, some should be left on the trails, not to be carried along, for they will only weigh you down.&lt;br /&gt;Leave behind all the sadness, all the unnecessary troubles and mishaps, and breathe in the fresh air again.&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for you, for its just a natural thing for me.&lt;br /&gt;Dont think that you're burdening me, for you are not.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about you, caring for you, feeling concerned for you, getting affected by what you say, have all become part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;And, this part of my life, is really vital to me.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want, and dont wish, to lose this part of me.&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna feel insecure.&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna feel sad anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna, lose you.&lt;br /&gt;So keep trying, my love, and dont worry.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be here to catch you should you fall.&lt;br /&gt;Let me help you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;walk on, and let me follow in your footsteps..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-6208038613699384655?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/6208038613699384655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=6208038613699384655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/6208038613699384655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/6208038613699384655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-lately-been-wondering-who-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-8574008516326222737</id><published>2009-04-18T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T18:27:59.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Depressed Mood&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A person may report feeling "sad" or "empty" or may cry frequently.  Children and adolescents may exhibit irritability.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Decreased Interest or Pleasure&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A person may show markedly diminished interest or pleasure in all, or almost all, daily activities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;3. Weight Changes&lt;/h3&gt;Significant changes in weight when not attempting to gain or lose (a gain or loss of 5% or more in a month) may be indicative of depression. In children, this may also present as a failure to make expected weight gains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Sleep Disturbances&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insomnia or sleeping too much may be a symptom of depression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;5. Psychomotor Agitation or Retardation&lt;/h3&gt;The person may be observed to be either agitated and restless or physically slowed down in their movements. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Fatigue&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deep fatigue or a loss of energy is a symptom of depression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Feelings of Worthlessness or Guilt&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A depressed person may feel that they have no value or they may feel inappropriately guilty about things they have no control over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;8. "Brain Fog"&lt;/h3&gt;A depressed person may have a diminished ability to think, concentrate or make decisions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Thoughts of Death&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A depressed person may have recurring thoughts of death, especially thoughts of suicide, with or without a specific plan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Instead of acknowledging their feelings, asking for help, or seeking appropriate treatment, men may turn to alcohol or drugs when they are depressed, or become frustrated, discouraged, angry, irritable and, sometimes, violently abusive. Some men deal with depression by throwing themselves compulsively into their work, attempting to hide their depression from themselves, family, and friends; other men may respond to depression by engaging in reckless behavior, taking risks, and putting themselves in harm's way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bipolar disorder&lt;/b&gt; is a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Classification_of_mental_disorders" title="Classification of mental disorders"&gt;psychiatric diagnosis&lt;/a&gt; that describes a category of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mood_disorders" title="Mood disorders" class="mw-redirect"&gt;mood disorders&lt;/a&gt; defined by the presence of one or more episodes of abnormally elevated mood clinically referred to as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mania" title="Mania"&gt;mania&lt;/a&gt; or, if milder, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hypomania" title="Hypomania"&gt;hypomania&lt;/a&gt;. Individuals who experience manic episodes also commonly experience &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Major_depressive_episode" title="Major depressive episode"&gt;depressive&lt;/a&gt; episodes or symptoms, or &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mixed_episodes" title="Mixed episodes" class="mw-redirect"&gt;mixed episodes&lt;/a&gt; in which features of both mania and depression are present at the same time. These episodes are usually separated by periods of "normal" &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mood_%28psychology%29" title="Mood (psychology)"&gt;mood&lt;/a&gt;, but in some individuals, depression and mania may rapidly alternate, known as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bipolar_disorder#Rapid_cycling" title="Bipolar disorder"&gt;rapid cycling&lt;/a&gt;. Extreme manic episodes can sometimes lead to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Psychotic" title="Psychotic" class="mw-redirect"&gt;psychotic&lt;/a&gt; symptoms such as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Delusions" title="Delusions" class="mw-redirect"&gt;delusions&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hallucinations" title="Hallucinations" class="mw-redirect"&gt;hallucinations&lt;/a&gt;. The disorder has been subdivided into &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bipolar_I" title="Bipolar I" class="mw-redirect"&gt;bipolar I&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bipolar_II" title="Bipolar II" class="mw-redirect"&gt;bipolar II&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cyclothymia" title="Cyclothymia"&gt;cyclothymia&lt;/a&gt;, and other types, based on the nature and severity of mood episodes experienced; the range is often described as the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bipolar_spectrum" title="Bipolar spectrum"&gt;bipolar spectrum&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;look at me, what am I turning into.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-8574008516326222737?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/8574008516326222737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=8574008516326222737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/8574008516326222737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/8574008516326222737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/04/1.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-1021976850401476265</id><published>2009-04-17T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T17:45:35.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I wake up all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Somewhere unfamiliar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Been gone so many days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm losing count&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;When I think of home I see your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Though I have to wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;You're so close yet so far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's tearing me apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;What I would do to be there with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;You're so close yet so far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's tearing me apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;What I would do to be back with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I miss hearing your laughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;All the little things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Forgotten what it's like to hold you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Cuz where I am right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So unforgiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's numbing everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt; You're so close yet so far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's tearing me apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;What I would do to be there with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;You're so close yet so far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's tearing me apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;What I would do to be back with you(So promise)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;No matter how long it takes for me to get back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;You'll wait for me(I promise)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;No matter how far away I go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'll come back for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Just wait and see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I miss being at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I miss your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Don't think I can wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;You're so close, yet so far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's tearing me apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;What I would do to be there with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So close, yet so far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's tearing me apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;What I would do to be back with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoobastank - So Close, So Far&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Just wait and see, I'm gonna do what I've never done before.&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/6326841892021335446-1021976850401476265?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/1021976850401476265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=1021976850401476265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/1021976850401476265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/1021976850401476265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-wake-up-all-alone-somewhere.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-6279181914912517267</id><published>2009-04-17T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T00:40:20.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The tide shall wash away my scenes of crime.&lt;br /&gt;I shall begin anew, refreshed and alive.&lt;br /&gt;To a new world I shall belong, never to fall nor falter anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I shall live up to what I am, and abolish those who stand in my way.&lt;br /&gt;I am, farewell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-6279181914912517267?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/6279181914912517267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-6089331462864143785</id><published>2009-04-13T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T03:24:19.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Alot of things've been happening in my life, this time seriously too much for me to handle.&lt;br /&gt;Things have gotten out of hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Some unexpected, and the others, which I really dont wanna remind myself about.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'm gonna end ALL THIS soon, really soon.&lt;br /&gt;A simple move shall solve this, once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys, for having stuck by me these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You're the stars in the skies which shine out just so brilliantly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Really, thanks for everything.&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;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Aut vincere aut mori.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-6089331462864143785?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/6089331462864143785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=6089331462864143785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/6089331462864143785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-1184000608176445266</id><published>2009-04-09T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T19:50:13.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hey people, just got back from church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Its GOOD FRIDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Let's remember Jesus for His wonderful AWESOME sacrifice to save mankind from all sins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Things've been pretty bad for me these few weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Been in lots of difficult situations, broken down lots of times during the nights, many other sleepless nights, even more days of sch where I just sty quiet most of the time, and many many more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You'd think, 'Oh my, whats happened to you Jordan? Whatever happened to the bright cheerful Jordan I use to know?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sometimes you control the things in your life, but however sometimes, they control you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;They take over your mind and make you go crazy with wild crazy thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;They make you do silly things which you'll never dream of doing in your ENTIRE LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I really think that my life isnt worth much, its like, what I do everyday, is just, ordinary. My main point of this post is a prayer which has been said to work on all who's said it everyday in their lives, and I really hope that it'll work for me too and I can achieve more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dear Lord,&lt;br /&gt;Oh bless me indeed!&lt;br /&gt;Expand my boundaries!&lt;br /&gt;Put Your hand on me!&lt;br /&gt;Keep me away from evil!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I hope for the best to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For life, for those around me, for everything I've done, for everyone I've let down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Forgive me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-1184000608176445266?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/1184000608176445266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=1184000608176445266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/1184000608176445266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/1184000608176445266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-people-just-got-back-from-church.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-4584634435910464940</id><published>2009-03-28T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T18:17:06.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hey you guys, how's life huh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Homework's been nutty and piling up! Think I'm gonna drown in them prettttyyyy soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Help me my friends, pull me out of this wreckage! Naw just kiddin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Urgh, everyday passes so quickly, think before I know it, its gonna be promos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How, studies piling up means stress piling up too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ohwell, at least I've got the usual goodies to look forward to everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Looking forward everyday, to see the class! Everyone with their own unique smiles and personalities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There's IDP on tuesday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm sooo sorry you lost your phone NQ, but I've seriously got no idea how it could have got lost in the tinnyyyyy place like jp's subway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nevermind! At least those of us with you cheered you up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cheng Siong and I bought you the specs! Must wear on monday k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gonna wear my pinky pinky socks tmw and look like a total gay. WHEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yall're gonna freak eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Currently talking to my granny on the phone while typing this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Urgh, gotta do my homework later.&lt;br /&gt;Have still got 2 questions left for chemistry, and a littl of physics mcq left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And there's still econs essay hwk! Totally dont feel like doing it can, miss law that day talk until like that, made the entire class no mood and everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She pms.&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, gotta go eat, ytd's yoshi dinner wasnt enough to fill my bigbig stomach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gonna go eat till fatfat. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lux et veritas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-4584634435910464940?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/4584634435910464940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=4584634435910464940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/4584634435910464940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/4584634435910464940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-you-guys-hows-life-huh.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-1941924289688134125</id><published>2009-03-25T03:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T03:26:21.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guys, I've officially made my blog private!&lt;br /&gt;Super lotsa people with random weird names been tagging at my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, most of the people I've invited are from S30, whereby a few are from my admin og, and some outside friends.&lt;br /&gt;So yeap, ust letting yall know, and coz I wanna post but no idea what to post about, so will post some time soon again i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy school! Hope I get into house comm. rarrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-1941924289688134125?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/1941924289688134125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=1941924289688134125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/1941924289688134125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/1941924289688134125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/03/guys-ive-officially-made-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-7125590741033886140</id><published>2009-03-21T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T19:23:07.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yesterday had been one rollercoaster of a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Experienced both extreme happiness, and extreme sadness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Am I just pathetic, I sometimes ask myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cried my eyes out for no good reason yesterday night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Couldnt get to sleep at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I know you're reading this, and I'm so sorry these words are being processed in your mind right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But I'll remember my promise to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'll try my best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And people? Lets now have anymore conflicts, is that alright? Okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;no more smiley Jordan, for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-7125590741033886140?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/7125590741033886140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=7125590741033886140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/7125590741033886140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/7125590741033886140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/03/yesterday-had-been-one-rollercoaster-of.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-2060962833152306598</id><published>2009-03-15T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T20:08:19.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/Sb3Ce4IW3vI/AAAAAAAAAC8/4YwEziDedE0/s1600-h/Zhenghua%27s+sendoff+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313616971086356210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/Sb3Ce4IW3vI/AAAAAAAAAC8/4YwEziDedE0/s400/Zhenghua%27s+sendoff+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohwell, I guess time really does pass by quickly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zhenghua's officially not in JJ anymore, and in SP. Wont be seeing him in JJ next monday when school reopens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many things've happened and sometimes, just too fast for you to comprehend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think I'm gonna take some time out, and be alone for awhile, to take things back to reality, and stop deluding mysely in this self-obsessed world of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-2060962833152306598?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/2060962833152306598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=2060962833152306598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/2060962833152306598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/2060962833152306598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/03/ohwell-i-guess-time-really-does-pass-by.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/Sb3Ce4IW3vI/AAAAAAAAAC8/4YwEziDedE0/s72-c/Zhenghua%27s+sendoff+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-5840268676282981363</id><published>2009-03-14T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T07:36:46.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jordan apologises for the things he's done.&lt;br /&gt;Wishes he gets forgiveness.&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 style="font-size:78%;"&gt;how can i make it up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-5840268676282981363?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/5840268676282981363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=5840268676282981363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/5840268676282981363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/5840268676282981363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/03/jordan-apologises-for-things-hes-done.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-2301478136870697129</id><published>2009-03-14T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T07:25:41.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;FUCK IT, JUST FUCK EVERYTHING ALRIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I WONT BOTHER ABOUT ANYTHING ANYMORE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HAVE HAPPY LIVES YOU BOTH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-2301478136870697129?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/2301478136870697129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=2301478136870697129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/2301478136870697129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/2301478136870697129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/03/fuck-it-just-fuck-everything-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-978564638714632996</id><published>2009-03-14T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T06:56:06.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Just being random, but I think having dimples make me look a whole lot younger and childish.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-978564638714632996?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/978564638714632996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=978564638714632996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/978564638714632996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/978564638714632996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-being-random-but-i-think-having.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-3377678452802983659</id><published>2009-03-14T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T00:44:24.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hey guys, I injured myself while walking home ytd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Slipped on this little portion of water on the pavement while switching tracks on my phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Right feet went straight into this drain-thingy, and I twisted it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cant walk properly at all and I'm getting super frustrated over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Missed the chance to go for YJ's carnival today. Sorry Tiong, sorry Richie, sorry Grace, sorry to you, and bean and the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Luckily this upcoming week's march hols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Can rest of stupid feet at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dont have to worry about injuring it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm all paranoid when I go to sleep, afraid that I'd roll over to my right side and hence apply pressure on my injured twisted ankle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Super swollen, and it still looks a little 'bent' now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kinda grosteque.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ohwell, its gonna rain soon I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gonna go nappy nap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I wanna kiss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-3377678452802983659?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/3377678452802983659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=3377678452802983659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/3377678452802983659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/3377678452802983659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-guys-i-injured-myself-while-walking.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-7944696658548306479</id><published>2009-03-13T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T01:37:31.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/SboaEbC19BI/AAAAAAAAAC0/j86CzmIVL1g/s1600-h/13032009088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312587373718402066" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/SboaEbC19BI/AAAAAAAAAC0/j86CzmIVL1g/s400/13032009088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay in touch Zhenghua, you'll be remembered by 09S30.&lt;br /&gt;Remember to have fun in SP, and don't forget to think of us.&lt;br /&gt;PSK! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-7944696658548306479?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/7944696658548306479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=7944696658548306479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/7944696658548306479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/7944696658548306479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/03/stay-in-touch-zhenghua-youll-be.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/SboaEbC19BI/AAAAAAAAAC0/j86CzmIVL1g/s72-c/13032009088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-3223969726392319060</id><published>2009-03-07T03:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T04:01:09.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Guys! I'm back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sorry I've been updating my blog pretty randomly these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;School work, and personal stuff've been filling up my life pretty much nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Not sure how my life is gonna go on from here, but I seriously and desperately hope its for the better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This week's been kinda alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tuesday's pe was a killer, but luckily friday's wasnt bad at all, I should say the easiest and least energy-draining of all so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Been reaching home super tired everyday and I do nothing much except do my homework should there be any, and plonk myself onto bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Man I need my life to be more colourful, and more exciting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I need things to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But, ohwell, not sure what these 'things' are, but I'll jsut wait for them I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cant wait for school to start on monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Actually ooking forward to school coz I get to crap around with classmates, ohwell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;BRRRRRRRRRRRR, BLLULULUUULULULLUU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;DIAO SIMI DIAO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;S.....C...G...S....! WHOO WHOO WHOO WHOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;EVERYONE GIVE ME ONE IVAN CLAP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;EVERYONE GIVE ME ONE CHARLENE CLAP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;WHOA ROYSTON, LOOK ITS (........)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;WHOA WEIKOK, LOOKS ITS (.........)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;WHOA DARREN, LOOK ITS (......), then legs go jelly and we fall to the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ohwell, life's been fun so far, but I'm pretty sure it's bound to get more hardcore and it means more concentration and studying, mostly even more catching up to do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Man I'm just crapping away now, ohwell catch up with yall sometime soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At least I'm updating my blog, heh. Dont scold me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Will post up better posts filled with much mroe stuff next time, my bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cheerios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-3223969726392319060?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/3223969726392319060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=3223969726392319060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/3223969726392319060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/3223969726392319060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/03/guys-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-3723892227492215579</id><published>2009-02-27T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T22:41:45.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jordan is feeling bored.&lt;br /&gt;He's got no mood to blog anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Eesh, perhaps he'll just let this blog rot.&lt;br /&gt;Till people stop tagging for him to update it.&lt;br /&gt;Till people start tagging that this blog's dead, decomposing already.&lt;br /&gt;ARGGH.&lt;br /&gt;Okay nvm, yesterday a bunch of us from class, mainly Nuanqi, Yeokrui, Charlene, Ivan, Shyhwei, Zhenghua, Celina and Weikok.&lt;br /&gt;Went to hawker centre!&lt;br /&gt;After that went to HAPPY BUBBLE TEA SHOP to drink, what else?&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, saw Felicia there.&lt;br /&gt;She's the girl who was in my tour group when we went to Seoul, Xmas last year.&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, kinda happy to see her coz havent seen her for quite some time, then like, just suddenly see her, yeap.&lt;br /&gt;NO SCANDALS PLEASE 09S30. :D&lt;br /&gt;After that we headed back to sch and slacked in the canteen like shit.&lt;br /&gt;Baifong came over and played card with the girls and also with Wanderer, aka "QIANDA".&lt;br /&gt;Was playing his psp coz I didnt bring mine to sch. Older bro hogging it always.&lt;br /&gt;At 4 we went over to the grandstand to gather for the Owens sports trials.&lt;br /&gt;First up, 100m trials.&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, everyone who was interested took turns and raced in fives.&lt;br /&gt;For my batch of five, I got first.&lt;br /&gt;But it was like, nothing, coz it was just trials.&lt;br /&gt;100m heats this coming monday, eesh and my muslces are aching like hell.&lt;br /&gt;After that we sat somewhere near the grandstand and slacked for a super long time.&lt;br /&gt;Bout 6 30 or so we had a tug-o-war amongst the houses.&lt;br /&gt;WE were supposed to have catered dinner but I didnt stay for it.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks NQ, Yuelin and Zhenghua for walking with me to the 187 bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;Super long bus ride, then took 901 to my house.&lt;br /&gt;Showered, late dinner, slept.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning muscles aching even worse.&lt;br /&gt;No stretching helped.&lt;br /&gt;Should have stretched last evening.&lt;br /&gt;Blamed myself for my stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;Now my fingers are aching too.&lt;br /&gt;Catch up wth yall next time alright.&lt;br /&gt;See yall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;i miss you and you know it.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-3723892227492215579?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/3723892227492215579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=3723892227492215579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/3723892227492215579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/3723892227492215579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/02/jordan-is-feeling-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-3630344168887064828</id><published>2009-02-20T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T03:15:59.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dont exactly feel very well, and I dont have the mood to blog or anything anw, so just gonna do a shoutout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thanks guys, all those who rmbed my birthday, for your wishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thanks to my class, for the many wishes and how I was treated like a 'king'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thanks brian, for coming all the way from balestier to celebrate my birthday, and pon-ing your vball training at that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thanks Celina, for taking time out to celebrate tgt with brian and me, for not being a 'heartless creature'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thanks to Claire, for getting me so many wonderful presents, and for the celebration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thanks, to all of you people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Whoever you are, you've made a difference in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Also, shoutouts of birthdays to :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bryan Wang (14th Feb)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cheng Howe (16th Feb)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Evangeline (17th Feb)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Aik Loong (19th Feb)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Joan Ho (19th Feb)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I only know remember one of which her birthday is coming up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Erica (25th Feb), because its exactly one week after mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ohwell, no mood to blog anymore. Till next time then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;whats happening?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-3630344168887064828?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/3630344168887064828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=3630344168887064828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/3630344168887064828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/3630344168887064828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/02/dont-exactly-feel-very-well-and-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-6420931043336119906</id><published>2009-02-17T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T02:48:09.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sexy floorball stick</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JORDAN HAS A NEW &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SEXY&lt;/span&gt; FLOORBALL STICK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;:DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's WHITE &amp;amp; PINK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;with a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;bling&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at the top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;awesome-ly cool (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/SZqU4lX7jdI/AAAAAAAAACs/1Har-0sF4A0/s1600-h/DSC08218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303715211008249298" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/SZqU4lX7jdI/AAAAAAAAACs/1Har-0sF4A0/s400/DSC08218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/SZqU4bgPu9I/AAAAAAAAACk/LInIG4Qx46o/s1600-h/DSC08220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303715208358771666" style="WIDTH: 300px; 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(:&lt;br /&gt;(5, 6, 7, 8, horny horny me me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then from then on, I tried to talk more to my new classmates, since Bai Fong was there and I didnt feel very shy or anything anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for morning assembly, then went back to the hall to gather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our class and 9 other classes were in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;h3 color="#0066cc"&gt;FAMILY 1&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The other families were family 2, 3, and 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But FAMILY 1 rocks the most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, from there, families 1 and 2 were to stay in the hall while the other 2 families went to the track and field for water games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had mass dance! Super-uber cool and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learnt how to dance to quite a few songs but forgot the titles of the songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danced till we were perspiring so much and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had the water parade thing whereby we did the 'water cheer' and downed our bottles of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up next was lunch! It came in the form of lunchboxes and the food was kinda nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly, Mr Leow, the camp teacher-in-charge, said our batch's food was the most expensive and nicest tasting food ever in the history of JJ orientation camps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOA, felt so honoured to be eating the niceynice food. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOH, before we went down for lunch the girls were made to change to their dark clothing and everyone was to change to their sandals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess nobody wanted to have any see-thru shirts when we got wet, but obviously the guys didnt mind wearing white shirts and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, so we went for our water games and tremendously enjoyed ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were stations we were supposed to go to throughout the session, and at every station we had to do cheers and of course, by the time water games for day one was over, my voice was already hoarse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We washed up and quickly gathered for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, forgot to say, that we did food cheers before meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, so after dinner, we quickly piled into LT5 for the sing-along session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sang and danced along to lotsa songs, and everyone got kinda emotional when they played the slow, saddish songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Leow then told us about how we shuld treasure our friends, and how we should treasure that night, coz it was really a memorable night. Everyone hugged one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then called all the OGLs up onto the stage and made them do push-ups, for he thought they didnt take care of their own OGs very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, they did the push-ups, but I thought they all were doing a very good job of taking care of us, and I was sure almost everyone thought the same way too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then all filed back into the hall to watch this short clip from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;h3  style="color:#000033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;QUARANTINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jeremy, the games facilitator for the camp, came to brief us about the last item of the day one, HAUNTED HOUSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it definitely seemed fun, coz it was gonna take place throughout the entire school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 10 stations we had to go to, and the entire J1 cohort was to split up into 'clans'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each clan comprised of 2 OGs so we were together with OG10 since our class was OG9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the first station, which was in the squash court, located below the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were to find 3 specific cards in the entire room and at the same time, there were grabbers under the tables and people with painted faces who'd jump out at any moment in time to scare us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cleared the first station and proceeded on to the 2nd one, which was in a classroom on the third floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were on the third floor, reaching the classroom for the second station, we suddenly heard a loud 'thud' and the fire alarm started ringing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone got a HUGE shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were like, standing there, asking 'what happened?' and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily it turned out the my classmate accidentally bumped into the fire extinguisher, which hit the fire alarm and caused it to break and set of the alarm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew, it wasnt some supernatural activity which triggered it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone headed down to the tracks to gather and after awhile, the school managed to turn off the alarm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were told to continue our HH but when we were heading up again, the alarm started ringing again. Then it stopped. Then started ringing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we only managed to clear the second station and had to head back to the hall already as there wasnt enough time and it was really late already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone gathered back in the hall, then families 3 and 4 gathered their belongings and stuff and went to the classrooms to sleep, while we stayed in the hall that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Veranda;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h3 color="#ff3333"&gt;&lt;u&gt;2nd day of camp.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Veranda;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:silver;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We were all supposed to wake up at 7 but someone set his alarm to 5 30 in the morning and woke a couple of friends and me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to wash up and brush teeth, and waited for 7am to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 7am, the music started playing in the hall and woke everyone up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OGLs were rushing about the hall waking those who were still asleep, really funny.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for assembly shortly after, then had breakfast and morning exercise after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Families 1 and 2 then went back to the hall to pack up everything and bring our stuff into LT1 to leave there first as families 3 and 4 would be spending the night in the hall for day two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls were then made to change to their dark clothing again and we went for another round of water games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, the camp revolved around this storyline whereby we, the clans, had to save this princess who was captured by this King Jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the water games were like, part of the storyline and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the water games, we went back to the hall for mass dance while families 3 and 4 had their water games. Learnt a few more songs, and then the finale of the mass dance was the slow dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partnered my classmate and danced quite well. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learnt the slide, box-step, round-step, underhand turn, half step, and the dip.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently we were supposed to have mass dance later on at night during JJ Night and there would be slow dance, thus explaining for why we were being taught that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, Mr Leow told us our batch was the first batch to do slow dance as past of the mass dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird, but totally cool in every way. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the mass dance, the girls had to change to their dark clothing again for the second part of the water games for day two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was called 'The Final Raid' and we were supposed to rescue the princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lotsa fun and got really really wet, and soapy all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to wash the soap outta my eyes quite a few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this station during the water games whereby we had to wash one another's hair. Really fun and cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone then gathered near the field and we cheered really loudly. Was really nice to hear the echoes and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were then given a longer time than usual to wash up, then we gathered for dinner and cheered as one family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone then headed for the grandstand after dinner and we learnt a few more cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we rushed together as an entire J1 cohort into the hall for JJ Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an event whereby anyone could just attend, and lotsa alumnis attended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a couple of guys from my secondary school!(:&lt;br /&gt;I then followed my OGL and squeezed to the front of the hall to watch the performances. Each family's OGLs came up with a dance item and really got the crowd all excited and happy and HIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was jumping alot and singing and cheering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they played the emotional songs once again and everyone put their arms round one another and swayed and sang to the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next came the mass dance and I partnered my classmate again. We did lotsa dances and there was the slow dance in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoroughly enjoyed it, and got really happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then once again came the sad songs and though everyone was all sweaty and everything, we still put our arms round one another and sang together as a class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our OGLs came to find us shortly after and we all sang the songs together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things got pretty emotional, but then we went off to the track to have our supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each OG was supposed to set up and light up a 'kong ming deng', some kinda lantern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went off to LT1 to get our bags, and the guys from OGs 9 and 10 headed to a class while the girls to another class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept soundly coz I was seriously really tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Veranda;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h3 color="#ff3333"&gt;&lt;u&gt;3rd day of camp.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Veranda;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:silver;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Woke up feeling kinda sad, coz it was the last day of camp, and I didnt feel like having it to end just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything seemed to happen so fast, and 2 days flew by just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had breakfast, then our class followed our OGLs to do cleaning up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we gathered in a class, where we had this thingy called 'Emotional Wrap'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It went like this. My OGL was supposed to start and he's got a roll of rafia string.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shared about how he felt the 2 days of camp had been, being together with us and all. Then we were supposed to especially thank someone and show our appreciation for that person, then pass the string to him while holding on to it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really surprised when I was the person he thanked and wished to show his appreciation to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then shared about the entire camp and how our class had really bonded alot and everything, then showed my appreciation to my other OGL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything went accordingly and soon enough, everyone had shared and had been thanked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then sang an emotional song together, softly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, everyone gathered in the hall to listen to Mr Leow's thoughts about this year's orientation camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then shared with the entire cohort about his life, and how he didnt appreciate his mom's love for him when she was alive, but is now too late to do anything coz she's passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda sad when he was talking about it coz I could somehow relate to him since I dont ever talk to my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, then after that we broke camp.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go for lunch as an entire class but didnt in the end coz not everyone wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home, and rested awhile, and shared secrets with one of my classmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, thats how my orientation camp went, and I'm really happy to have had this memorable 3days and 2nights spent in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish our class can bond more, and become even closer with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone lets work hard to achieve what we want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Veranda;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This dance, I gladly partake, and I'm so sorry for everything I've done. How I wished I've got just that one glimmer of hope realise how much you love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-6890108341507886688?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/6890108341507886688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=6890108341507886688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/6890108341507886688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got home from orientation camp at sch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camp was TOTAL AWESOME-NESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, second to none, seriously none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h3 style="COLOR: #ff3333"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;u&gt;09S30 MY AWESOME CLASS!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/SZe5XQpSQaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/V-OaRCvP3qU/s1600-h/DSC01882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302910895508308386" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/SZe5XQpSQaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/V-OaRCvP3qU/s320/DSC01882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My Orientation camp OG9!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Veranda;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really bonded alot during this camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it may just seem a short span of just 3 days and 2 nights, trust me, we were already bonded by the first night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, our ex-OGLs, now friends, seniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Bai Fong and Gary for making this camp a success for 09S30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright everyone lets work hard together and score for promos and then 'A's!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9933;"&gt;Would you give me your hand for this dance?&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&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/6326841892021335446-8538444043285240931?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/SZe5XQpSQaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/V-OaRCvP3qU/s72-c/DSC01882.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-5758946306592017638</id><published>2009-02-03T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T01:58:05.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Veranda;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;Ohwell, school's starting the actual proper soon.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm actually looking forward to it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone will be the days of total boredom, and rotting at home.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But gone will be, the days where I can go out with my friends, catch movies and such.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesyes, I know I'll be regretting whatever I'm saying now, and complaining about the huge amounts of homework and all.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm determined not to give up or slack this year.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well perhaps I'll slack a little, but not too much.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna achieve more that what I've achieved.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much more.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wana touch more people's lives too.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'll be given many opportunities to do so this 2 years, with an entire new class and all.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New school, new environment, new teachers, new classmates, new best pals.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont worry, I'll still keep in contact and never forget those that are already mine.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JC life, the last time we get to have a really close relationship with out schoolmates.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make full use of these 2 years.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sound waayyyyy too serious?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naw, you're just thinking this way coz I havent put in any smileys and all, so there. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9933;"&gt;2years, lets wait.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-5758946306592017638?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/5758946306592017638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=5758946306592017638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/5758946306592017638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/5758946306592017638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/02/ohwell-schools-starting-actual-proper.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-2351481989549762692</id><published>2009-01-31T17:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T17:58:17.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Veranda;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;School's starting tmw.&lt;br&gt;A new lease of life.&lt;br&gt;Gonna be in a new environment, with new friends, teachers.&lt;br&gt;Time passes so fast, it seems.&lt;br&gt;There are mistakes in life, one makes, and realises can never be undone.&lt;br&gt;All the screwups, all of them, just like me.&lt;br&gt;I admit, I'm a screwup, and a total one at that.&lt;br&gt;People look at me, and they'll think what a miserable person this guy is.&lt;br&gt;I dont need anyone's pity.&lt;br&gt;I dont want people helping me out, just because they feel sympathetic for me, and wanna ameliorate the like I'm having.&lt;br&gt;Is this how people get care and concern?&lt;br&gt;That its because those around him feel pity for him, thats why extending help?&lt;br&gt;I dont want to be &lt;u&gt;pitied&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you've done for me since day one, have been really alot.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful, thankful, for your magnanimous act.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know you're doing it, not coz you pity me, but coz it truely comes straight from your heart.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I say, &lt;b&gt;thanks&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many things have happened and I've more or less become what I used to be.&lt;br&gt;I dont know how to tackle barriers anymore.&lt;br&gt;I'm at a loss when something wrong happens, and I'm afraid that whatever I do, the slightest mistake, would set off a disaster.&lt;br&gt;Perhaps &lt;h3 style="COLOR: #ff3333"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'm&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; the disaster.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A disaster to many, to myself, to you.&lt;br&gt;I'm really sorry for the many many wrongs I've committed.&lt;br&gt;Sometimes I wish my vision would just blur, my legs lose their strength, and I would just fall to the ground, lifeless.&lt;br&gt;And in my mind, I would be saying my silent 'goodbyes' to my family, friends and all.&lt;br&gt;Sometimes I really cant take it, and I do stuff and try my best to vent whatever emotions I'm feeling, away.&lt;br&gt;But most of the times, you've been there, helping me with every step of the journey.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my &lt;u&gt;silver lining&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my &lt;u&gt;care and concern&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are, &lt;u&gt;love&lt;/u&gt;. Thanks, for &lt;u&gt;you're&lt;/u&gt; here.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9933;"&gt;"C" is for Care, "L" is for Love, "A" is for Attitude, "I" is for I love you, "R" is for Rapture, "E" is for Enthralled.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-2351481989549762692?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/2351481989549762692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=2351481989549762692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/2351481989549762692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/2351481989549762692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/01/schools-starting-tmw.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-5403780701067940143</id><published>2009-01-27T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T19:30:28.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogged by a mystery. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;jordan is too busy to blog.&lt;br /&gt;this &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;mysterious person&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; shall keep it updated (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k HAPPY &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CNY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; everybodyyyyyyyyyyy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jordan went visiting on the first day of new year.&lt;br /&gt;jordan went to many places. jordan collected angpaos.&lt;br /&gt;jordan woke up super early.&lt;br /&gt;jordan won more than 12 bucks in '21'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jordan went to his uncle's on the second day of new year.&lt;br /&gt;jordan went to a hugeeeeeeeeeHUGEEEEEEEEEEE house.&lt;br /&gt;the house could store &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 cars&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the front.&lt;br /&gt;the house had an &lt;em&gt;entertainment room&lt;/em&gt; with &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pool &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;tables and such.&lt;br /&gt;the house had around 5? storeys and a hugeeee garden.&lt;br /&gt;jordan was in awe.&lt;br /&gt;jordan loh-hei-ed in the festive atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;jordan went to his gramps.&lt;br /&gt;jordan got bored.&lt;br /&gt;jordan watched 'xin hua duo duo kai 2'&lt;br /&gt;jordan went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see i'm sucha kind soul. (:&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE LAH. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xoxo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-5403780701067940143?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/5403780701067940143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=5403780701067940143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/5403780701067940143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/5403780701067940143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/01/blogged-by-mystery.html' title='blogged by a mystery. (:'/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-219867697470320536</id><published>2009-01-21T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T18:01:19.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT FACE="Veranda"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;font color="silver"&gt;Ohwell, its been awhile since I last blogged.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days have been passing by really REALLY fast.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like whoa, it seems like just yesterday that I got my results slip.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, most of my days so far have been spent at home, watching the tv, chatting online, etc etc.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="color:#FF3333"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;TOTAL SLACK-NESS.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, missed out on God once again, but I'm determined to go this week &lt;h3 style="color:#B22222"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;u&gt;no matter what.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the entire yesterday in town.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Claire, we met up Cheng Howe at woodlands station and headed over to jtc to return our access cards and hand up the time sheets.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my breakfast at the canteen there, for what seemed like probably the last time I was gonna eat anything there for a long time.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed over to Wisma so that Claire could go get down her checklist on what she wanted to buy, and for Cheng to buy the shirt for his bro.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went over to &lt;b&gt;FAMOUS AMOS&lt;/b&gt; to meet Gam who was waiting there for us.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total mixture of chocolate and Body Shop scents there.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed over to Taka, Seoul Garden and met up with Claire's primary school friend, Syafiq, and the friends he brought along too.&lt;br /&gt;Had lotsa fun cooking and eating, though Claire mostly just cooked and said she ate alot alr, AND complained that there wasnt any chocolate fondue.          :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played 'zhou ji mi ma', and I was so fortunate to have lost at the first round, coz they only mixed ice cream with kimchi, and with tom yam soup and more kimchi soup.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tasted quite nice actually. Not bad. No idea why everyone else couldnt take kimchi when both Cheng and me were like, 'whats wrong with kimchi?!'&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continued playing, and finally everyone else but Gam, Claire, and Norman (Syafiq's friend) had to take the horrid stuff.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and 2 of Syafiq's friends left halfway. Awww missed out on all the fun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syafiq and Norman had some kinda eating contest, and Norman beat him flat.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, a bowl of ice cream, Norman could finish it while Syafiq's still got 2 scoops left.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUPER EATER!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Claire had another primary scool friend who was working at that seoul garden, and Norman and Syafiq kept taking food, then telling him to 'clear them' so they could bring it to the staff's quarters, or sth, to eat them. BROWNIES!        :D &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything, we bid our farewells and Gam, Cheng, Claire and me headed over to Orchard Plaza so Claire could try on her tailored dress.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made her look super mature and demure man.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOH. On the way there, coz Claire was on the phone so she just kept walking along, the 3 of us guys were a little behind her.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw this staff who kept staring at Claire's body.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;EEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do after Claire tried on the dress, so we decided to head home.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bounced train. Gam got off at Khatib, Cheng at Sembawang.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got down at woodlands and were walking towards cwp to walk around, we saw this blind guy who was tapping here and there.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was like, about to knock into those potted plants outside Delifrance, so we stopped him and asked where he wanted to go.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then both led him down to Four Leaves for him to buy his walnuts clover bread, then led him back up and all the way to the bus interchange.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then told an uncle who was taking 913, same as the blind guy, to inform him when the bus arrived.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was so happy, having done a good deed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, and so was Claire.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed over to popular, where we checked out some books on the shelves and Claire decided to commit some of the stuff she found in origami and card books into memory so she could make them next time.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we found this book, '501 must-see movies'.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book divided all the movies into categories. Horror, drama, musical, etc.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us stood there and flipped through all the pages and checked out all 501 of them.        :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided there was nothing else to do, so we headed home.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire suggested taking the bus as she had blisters on her right foot, wearing new shoes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting down, we walked awhile and Claire really seemed unable to walk, so sad!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I piggybacked her for a distance till she demanded to be put down, didnt want my spine to break under her weight, haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home, and watched tv.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents came home with lotsa CNY stuff.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my mom got me a book, 'words of encouragement for every new day'.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every page represented each new day, and date, and each had an inspirational context, as well as parts of the Bible, included. Nice!      :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, only managed to watch half of American Idol, coz my bro wanted to watch another show.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked awhile more, and headed to bed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, what I typed seems soooo long, but just like that, yesterday's over alr.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waayyyyyyy too fast.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my life to slow down.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I DONT WANNA GROW UP SO FAST.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turning 17 in less than a month's time.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'll turn more mature, I dont know.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just hope that I'll be able to make better decisions and be more responsible.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="color:#FF9933"&gt;I'm really happy.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-219867697470320536?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/219867697470320536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=219867697470320536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/219867697470320536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/219867697470320536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/01/ohwell-its-been-awhile-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-8223154735087282457</id><published>2009-01-14T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T19:27:31.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT FACE="Veranda"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;font color="silver"&gt;I'm torn, shattered.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats wrong with my life, I wonder.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt take me long to realise the answer.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, I'm just too lousy at saying 'no'?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I really just supposed to be a robot? Listening to their &lt;b&gt;EVERY&lt;/b&gt; command? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just give up too easily, and give in to everyone's demands and everything. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I really dont know what to do anymore.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I just &lt;u&gt;throw in the towel&lt;/u&gt; and walk away?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, like someone told me, its just 2 years.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will bear with it, and give in to their &lt;h3 style="color:#FF3333"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;insatiable&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; demands.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never felt so brought down, so sad, angry, and filled with hatred in my life.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much, I couldnt even stop myself from shaking.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seriously, at that point and moment in time, I really wanted to go to the kitchen, &lt;h3 style="color:#B22222"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;grab a knife and stab someone.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stab and stab, and rid his or her body of all the blood, all the significance of life.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I think to myself.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I thinking this way? Whats happening to me?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I turning into some mental whacko? Some unstoppable monster on a rampage?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm really sorry Claire, for all those really crazy texts. I couldnt control myself at all.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughing to myself like everything's a sick-ass game, like I'm on &lt;u&gt;cloud nine&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dont know anymore.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems like a possible risk, a possible way to die.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord, are these really the many challenges you're giving me?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to hurt anymore people.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to get anyone else affected.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not worth it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I ever gonna learn to fly?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think hard, but the answer seems obvious.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can try.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="color:#FF9933"&gt;tell me all your thoughts of God.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-8223154735087282457?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/8223154735087282457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=8223154735087282457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/8223154735087282457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/8223154735087282457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-torn-shattered.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-1050869417102662655</id><published>2009-01-12T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:29:59.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Alright guys, my blog's up with a new skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;All thanks to dearie claire for helping me change. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Also, sorry for the super late update! Havent been in the mood to blog, or its just that I've always been feeling lazy.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, Os results this year was good for the entire singapore i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Well, for me, I got &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;15 for L1R5&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, I cant actually be complaining and all, since I know I didnt put much effort into my studies this year.&lt;br /&gt;Its no use regretting now, and I know I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;I cant undo what is already fixed.&lt;br /&gt;So lets just accept whatever we have with a smile and remind ourselves that there're others who did worse than us and are probably feeling even worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeap! CONGRAATTTSSSS to claire for getting her 14, screamed like mad. Crazy woman.&lt;br /&gt;And to Phina! For getting 7, great work.&lt;br /&gt;And to the many others who thought they did well, congrats to yall too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to make the decisions and pick out the 12 courses/schools.&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, its MY decision, and in the end, I'm gonna decide myself.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody else is gonna decide for me.&lt;br /&gt;Time to be as stubborn as a mule. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the past entire week's been really hectic, for my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Kept thinking about my results and all.&lt;br /&gt;That I'd get like, 20 plus or sth.&lt;br /&gt;And guess what, I dreamt that I got 15 for my Os one night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;AND I DID!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Omg this so so freaking &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;deja vu&lt;/span&gt; man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, its over anw.&lt;br /&gt;No idea why, but I just cant wait for sch to start, no matter what jc or poly I'm posted to.&lt;br /&gt;Its like, I really miss just picking up that pen, and copying down notes, lectures, doing homework, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;But yea yea, I guess after awhile of doing that I'm gonna be like, all bored of it and everything but ohwell, I'm happy about what I'm feeling at present!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to gelare with ming shuang and claire ytd, coz claire wanted to celebrate her good results.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow we took a REALLY LONG time to order our food.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, ming shuang is super super messy can.&lt;br /&gt;And I had to finish up the waffle SOMEONE couldnt finish AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;But yeap, it was alright coz I suddenly got hungry.&lt;br /&gt;And when I got home I could still finish my entire dinner.&lt;br /&gt;So yea, was stuck with the 2 of them in gelare, complaining about their stomach pains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fork and knife's for cutting food, meat okay. NOT paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm starting to feel bored about posting alr, so I guess I'm gonna stop now.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go update my bankbook.&lt;br /&gt;See yall round!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;its not your fault that this turned out this way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;just remember,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i'm here.&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/6326841892021335446-1050869417102662655?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/1050869417102662655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=1050869417102662655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/1050869417102662655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/1050869417102662655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/01/alright-guys-my-blogs-up-with-new-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-5068258880452150465</id><published>2009-01-08T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:30:15.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is a post out of pure boredom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;jordan's bored.&lt;br /&gt;claire's bored too.&lt;br /&gt;claire's hungry.&lt;br /&gt;no actually she just wants to eat.&lt;br /&gt;but jordan says he can eat in LESS than 5 mins.&lt;br /&gt;FINE.&lt;br /&gt;claire shall start eating now.&lt;br /&gt;no actually claire's too lazy to take her food.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA lalala LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who's jane"? :D&lt;br /&gt;i'm mary. i'm bob. the BUILDER&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-5068258880452150465?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/5068258880452150465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=5068258880452150465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/5068258880452150465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/5068258880452150465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-post-out-of-pure-boredom.html' title='this is a post out of pure boredom'/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-8012599149407838261</id><published>2009-01-02T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:30:22.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm grateful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I woke up to a great start to this saturday.&lt;br /&gt;At least didnt wake up like most other times.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up refreshed! Even tho I only slept for like, 6 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know I'm weird. But thats just who I am isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;Heading foe Elvyin's party later on, with Claire and hopefully more others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A PARTY NEEDS TO HAVE PEOPLE TO ROCK IT MAN&lt;/span&gt;, whats a few people gonna do?&lt;br /&gt;I believe, everyone should get an equal chance, an equal stand at every opportunity laid out.&lt;br /&gt;Race doesnt matter, languages doesnt too.&lt;br /&gt;Man I sound soooooo political, so brainwash-y. :D&lt;br /&gt;Kiddin guys, was typing this post halfway then thought about it so I just included it in for fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Time really flies. Just like that, 16 years of my life has gone by in a flash.&lt;br /&gt;And at this very moment, the very seconds of our lives are ticking away, never to return.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds emo doesnt it, but I'm not emo or anything kay, dont get me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel, life is precious. We MUST cherish it.&lt;br /&gt;REALLY REALLY SINCERELY cherish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every step we take, should be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;: Forward, and not backward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;: To our benefit, not just for ourselves, but for others too. Spare a thought for people around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;: With care. For we shouldnt take unneccesary risks and land into trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;: With utmost patience. For impatience will never get anyone anywhere. It just ruins one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrightey, there're seriously many many more in my mind, but all are lost somewhere in the corners here and there.&lt;br /&gt;Havent been thinking much these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats a good thing isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, I guess, and perhaps not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know whats wrong with me, my posts are always like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;mentally&lt;/span&gt; sane? I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Psychologically&lt;/span&gt; healthy? Same answer.&lt;br /&gt;What about &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;physically&lt;/span&gt;? I think I'm getting fat. Gotta go swim and workout from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Spiritually? I need You God, I want You.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how to face You anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I feel that all hope is lost, and I dont even know where I am anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'm stranded alone, somewhere I've got no idea of, God.&lt;br /&gt;Will You reach out Your hand to me? Take me in?&lt;br /&gt;Breathe into my ear, and tell me that You'll always be here? By my side?&lt;br /&gt;I want to embrace You God, but I'm afraid.&lt;br /&gt;So many things have happened, I'm unsure of myself.&lt;br /&gt;Help me, God, help me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the people reading this, I'm not sad or emo or anything.&lt;br /&gt;So dont for one second think I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I'm just releasing whatever is in my mind at this point of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Dont worry you, I'm fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i need change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-8012599149407838261?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/8012599149407838261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=8012599149407838261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/8012599149407838261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/8012599149407838261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-woke-up-to-great-start-to-this.html' title='I&apos;m grateful'/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-2722188813737940295</id><published>2008-12-31T22:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:30:32.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE! :D&lt;br /&gt;Man, korea was super cold.&lt;br /&gt;I celebrated New Year's twice this year, since korea's time is one hour ahead of singapore's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Rahh, being back in singapore makes me wanna go back to korea, because you dont sweat there, since its still winter.&lt;br /&gt;I tried uploading the pics, but man, were they slow or what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Guess I've got too many pics.&lt;br /&gt;Just looked through my cam's memory card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Gosh we took over 600 pics in 8 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I really enjoyed korea.&lt;br /&gt;Especially the bus trips, cos they allowed me to plug my earphones in and rekindle my special someone in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;We went to jeju island, headed over to this mountain where the 'Da Chang Jin' show was filmed. Checked out the flower and orange fields, they were really brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;Rode on horses! Really cool. Lovely animals.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, what else.&lt;br /&gt;Went diving into the sea in a submarine to check out the schools of fishes and corals.&lt;br /&gt;The food there was really boring, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Coz its like, mostly steamboats everytime, or bbq meat.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Mount Seorak, where we took lotsa pics of the landscapes and sceneries.&lt;br /&gt;The winds there were so strong they made me struggle to catch my balance. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When time permitted, I was never sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I was thinking about stuff and everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;What can I do to give you a better life, a better future?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;How can I help you push aside your problems?&lt;br /&gt;What can I do, what should I do, to make it to your side? Let you accept me, and so you won't face everything on your own?&lt;br /&gt;It hurts me to see you like this whenever you're down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I know you can get happy easier and faster than me, but I still worry for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I care for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Its hurts me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I know whatever I'm saying is just so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;IRONIC.&lt;br /&gt;CONTRADICTORY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay why am I digressing from the main topic of this post.&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, korea was just absolutely awesome.&lt;br /&gt;The guides were great and amiable, and the people in my group were kinda fun too.&lt;br /&gt;And OH YEA, my group had 2 girls cheng howe! Yours had none, muahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;Claire, don't get jealous. We just made friends, nothing else kay? (:&lt;br /&gt;Well I know you wont anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went shopping, and I bought two shirts there. Kinda nice I guess, but since it was winter in korea, every shop was selling winter clothing! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTENTION ALL TEDDYBEAR LOVERS.&lt;br /&gt;I went to the teddybear museum!&lt;br /&gt;They've got all kinds of teddybears there.&lt;br /&gt;One was of Mona Lisa, another of King Alexander.&lt;br /&gt;There was even one of Gandhi! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate lotsa kimchi man, think I'm sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;But at least I had authentic kimchi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Oh and I learnt how to make kimchi, super tedious, heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;The sceneries there was just really great, indescribable.&lt;br /&gt;So many things happened in the 8 days, I cant remember all.&lt;br /&gt;If I remember somemore, shall include them in my next post and so on.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you, I missed you terribly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Whatever you wanna do, to, with me now, I wanna just reciprocate in the very same way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;And, happy new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;cheers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-2722188813737940295?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/2722188813737940295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=2722188813737940295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/2722188813737940295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/2722188813737940295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-beginning.html' title='A New Beginning'/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-1774771419562156194</id><published>2008-12-23T22:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:37:16.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas everyone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Tonight's the night I'm leaving for Korea, Seoul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Sooooo gonna miss you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Stuff happened last night, while I was out playing night badminton with Claire and Aaron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But I'm alright now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cos I've promised someone I'll be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Christmas Eve guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;One more day to Christmas Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I'm psyched about it, even though I'm not spending it in Singapore with you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But rest assured! I'll be coming back with lotsa korean stuff and really really REALLY nice pictures for all of yall to see kay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wishes for Christmas, or perhaps New Year's resolutions this year is :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;: For myself to become a stronger person and not succumb to threats and breakdowns that easily anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; For myself to become a more caring person, someone more loving than this year. I want to show more care and concern to everyone out there who has been a help to me this year, and have helped me go through my emotional problems and distress. Spread more love to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;: To be a better son to my parents, and not try to let them down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; To do well in my studies and not get totally distracted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it certainly seems to be lotsa wishes, but I really hafta say them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;: To say stuff and mean them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;: To let someone into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone has always been here for me throughout my journey this year.&lt;br /&gt;She has shown me boundless love, and everything she does always reflects her love for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Everything she has done, is like a ray of shining light, helping me out in my way around the dark tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to you guys, thanks for having been here when I need help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Gonna name a few who've been there occasionally and know most of my problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;To Cheng Howe, for being a best friend in every way. For helping me with my relationship problems, and listening out to me when I REALLY REALLY needed an attentive listening ear. You must learn to let go when it is the time for you to. Time heals. Be forgiving and be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Jonathan Tan (Jonny) , for just always being that jackass, for making us laugh with your never-ending jokes and wit. Joke on, not rock on, jonny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Richie, though I just talked more to you ever since we started work, you kinda have been a great friend. Go dedicate one month to your basketball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Ding Liang, for being that WHITE shiny guy with that comical face. Thanks. My message for you, a brother and a great friend. Absolutely wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Zi Hui, thanks for being here this first half of the year! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Claire, for being here for ALL (really) my emotional problems, actually just ALL my problems. You, continue to shine, for thats what you're meant to do in your life. Continue to shine out to many many other people and touch them with your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;To Daryl, thanks for having been here for a few of my problems. Personal message to you, be SSSTRRRRRRRRROOOOOONGGGGGGGGGGG. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my parents, for not giving up on me on so many occasions, for giving me so many chances to redeem myself time and time again. You've deifinitely touched my life in a great way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my two brothers, though you both are irritating and nonsensical at most times, I still love you both and I'm happy for everything we have together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my grandparents, for just being alive, and still able to listen to my problems and help me out with them. Even though sometimes you both couldnt help, I appreciate your effort. I love you both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone else whom I know but did not mention, it doesnt mean I dont love you, or that you dont make impacts in my life. Thank you all, for just being my friend, for just, accepting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those whose lives I've touched, thanks for having letting me into your lives.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being the very special people in my life. You guys are unique in your own special way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say goodbye to this year, with this last day in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm sure, next year will be more exciting, and I'm going to touch even more lives than before. Just like how the usual people are gonna touch mine when I'm down and everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Thanks for everything, the people I know. I know you're thanking me too, so here I am saying a HUGE 'THANK YOU' to all of you. God bless and live strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;goodbye 2008, hello 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;merry christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-1774771419562156194?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/1774771419562156194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=1774771419562156194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/1774771419562156194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/1774771419562156194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2008/12/tonights-night-im-leaving-for-korea.html' title='Merry Christmas everyone'/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-4549498002688464188</id><published>2008-12-21T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:37:25.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wronged</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;3 days before I Leave for Korea man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;URGH, gonna miss you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But EH, why do I keep talking about going to korea and not seeing all of yall?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;RAHHH, but I know I'm deifnitely gonna miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ALOT ALOT ALOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;And when I get back, all I know is that I wanna hug you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I think I'm weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I get weird thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I see weird stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I'M WEIRD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's another day for work, and bet I'm gonna experience monday blues again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But at least Cheng's coming back to work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;He got back last week, not sure friday or saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;And he's gonna gimme tips and advice on what to bring and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;At least I know there're lotsa things to buy over there!&lt;br /&gt;Sending me off anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Well I bet nobody is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cos I just know. :DDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;Spent both saturday and sunday like usual, at home and bored, doing nth.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I couldnt go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Its not as if I dont want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But I know there's nothing I can do to change whatever you think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Everyone's mindsets towards certain things.&lt;br /&gt;What someone thinks of you, feels about you, is perhaps or most likely, based on past experiences and whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Its really hard for one to change the mindsets people have of him or her.&lt;br /&gt;So sometimes I just let things go its way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am trying to fight for what I deserve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I dont want people to treat me like a pushover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I dont want to be bullied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I am NOT useless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Just watch me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, I'll prove all of you wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Make all of you know what I can do, what I am capable of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I am determined, to create a mark in this world.&lt;br /&gt;A mark that'll last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;watch me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-4549498002688464188?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/4549498002688464188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=4549498002688464188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/4549498002688464188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/4549498002688464188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2008/12/3-days-before-i-leave-for-korea-man.html' title='Wronged'/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-8495885268558392970</id><published>2008-12-19T02:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:37:33.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, I'm happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hello everyone, sorry for this late update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Been super busy with work everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;WE HAD A CATERED LUNCH TODAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;All thanks to the wonderful heads we have in our department.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Took pictures but with colleague's camera, shall post the pictures when I get them from him online kay?&lt;br /&gt;Everything's been pretty hectic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;And I keep remembering that I'll miss xmas and new year's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;For christmas, I'm spending it either in the airport, or in the plane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;MAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;For new year's, I'm spending it in the plane back to singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;DOUBLE MAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;The thought of not being able to spend christmas with you guys, not being able to coutdown with you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Not being able to attend all the wonderful parties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Not being able to wish yall MERRY CHRISTMAS, HAPPY NEW YEAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But its alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I can watch the snow fall down as I think of all the love you guys have all shown for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I would like to shout out to Daryl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Its alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;We've got you from here on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Come to us should you feel alone, or anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;One's journey in life is never done, never achieved, alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Friends are the ones who will always be there for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Never ending is their support for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;snowflakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-8495885268558392970?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/8495885268558392970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=8495885268558392970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/8495885268558392970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/8495885268558392970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-everyone-sorry-for-this-late.html' title='Finally, I&apos;m happy'/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-3956614899197623550</id><published>2008-12-15T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:37:43.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Had another day of work yesterday, but I went watching 'the day the earth stood still' with &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;BEST FRIEND, CLAIRE AIMEE JIN YI FRANCIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess it was alright, and heh! I'm not that bad as to describe the entire show and spoil it for you guys. THANK ME.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea then we went over to &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;TOASTBOX&lt;/span&gt; to slack and talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had someone's recommended unique, special food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YES, thank you for introducing it to me. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;OH and we bought like, a bowl of mee siam, a plate of peanut butter on bread-cubes, and 2 soft-boiled eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone kept complaining about being instilled to not eat that many eggs.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, think we only finished the mee siam and ate a few cubes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;RAHH YOU, I TOOK OUT THE PEANUT BUTTER FOR YOU YET YOU DIDNT FINISH THE WHOLE CUBE! HAD HALF ONLY SOMEMORE!&lt;br /&gt;You ungrateful girl, ungrateful best friend, watch out. ( muahahaha )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this was whats left of the dinner-sup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/SUb0pxJ52TI/AAAAAAAAABc/lMIMiTUtJ1M/s1600-h/DSC01533.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;per.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/SUb08LFRt5I/AAAAAAAAABk/FewmBEPebSQ/s1600-h/DSC01533.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280176927742736274" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/SUb08LFRt5I/AAAAAAAAABk/FewmBEPebSQ/s320/DSC01533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;And that plate of eggs? We named it the 'only-for-display' eggs. Since we didnt eat them at all, and who would eat them when they turn cold anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I made an important discovery yesterday too, that sony ericsson phones totally dislike Claire. They always auto restart or shut-off or get really laggy whenever she uses it.&lt;br /&gt;DONT SAY ITS UNTRUE YOU! :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Claire feeling so attracted by one of the guys working at toastbox, she took his picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/SUb10JGsXiI/AAAAAAAAABs/Kz0wwS4iGiI/s1600-h/DSC01535.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280177889284480546" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/SUb10JGsXiI/AAAAAAAAABs/Kz0wwS4iGiI/s320/DSC01535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Okay well she took pretty random shots of me too but I guess nobody wants to see it, and I wouldnt want to post them up anyway, since I looked really funny in the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Life's been pretty hectic for me, but I'm totally fine with the way things are going right now, aren't you too?&lt;br /&gt;You know I'll wait, I always do.&lt;br /&gt;The way I see it, everything's gonna be just fine, and we shouldn't worry too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Let's just let life continue the way it is, and before you know it, we'd have crossed the finish line, together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/SUciX0vfUtI/AAAAAAAAAB0/4pSFMDPJL-A/s1600-h/DSC00759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280226880805360338" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/SUciX0vfUtI/AAAAAAAAAB0/4pSFMDPJL-A/s320/DSC00759.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, its my best friend. And yes you cant get taller than me. :DDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-3956614899197623550?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/3956614899197623550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=3956614899197623550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/3956614899197623550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/3956614899197623550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2008/12/had-another-day-of-work-yesterday-but-i.html' title='I remember'/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrpwh_dIrVA/SUb08LFRt5I/AAAAAAAAABk/FewmBEPebSQ/s72-c/DSC01533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-2842257842390305509</id><published>2008-12-13T01:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:37:57.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who knows?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I'm broken, cant go for the confirmation mass tmw.&lt;br /&gt;Why must such stuff happen to me, I've disappointed people for countless numbers of times.&lt;br /&gt;Yet I'm still doing it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I didnt choose this path, but more like the path willed itself in my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I'm a puppet, forever walking straight. People choose my directions, my destination, my future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Where're my virtues, one might ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Well I've got none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I search deep into myself, and empty void, rid of all feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;All, except two tyrant feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;SADNESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ANGER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask myself, why do such stuff always happen to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Am I really supposed to live this kind of life, till the day I'm on my deathbed, ready to rise into heaven and join Our Wonderful Saviour God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But then again, I remind myself of what I've promised to you, and to the others who knows my plight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I WILL BE HAPPIER, BECAUSE I'VE PROMISED, BECAUSE I WANT TO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I DONT WANT TO LIVE A LIFE OF ENDLESS DESPAIR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I WANT TO BREAK FREE FROM ITS CLUTCHES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RID OF MY BAD POINTS, MY SADNESS, MY ANGER, SHALL I FLY FREE AND ACCEPT WHAT I SHOULD BE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I WILL SUCCEED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;WATCH ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;shattered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-2842257842390305509?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/2842257842390305509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=2842257842390305509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/2842257842390305509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/2842257842390305509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-broken-cant-go-for-confirmation-mass.html' title='Who knows?'/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-1571292351411034881</id><published>2008-12-12T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:38:05.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I.. or should I not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Guys! Its been awhile since I last published a post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Been working like mad this week, I got sick! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But ohwell, had my best friend's yummy soup and instanteously got better, except for those nasty headaches here and there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;And I got a new phone! And feeling bad about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;AND YES IM GONNA SHOVE IT IN HER FACE. Lets just hope she wouldnt kill me for doing that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hmmm, What shall I get for xmas for you guys? I'm thinking. Really hard. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I know, perhaps just spread my love more! ( CHEAPSKATE :DDDDDDDDDDDD )&lt;br /&gt;But I dunno, think when I'm over in korea then I'll decide what to buy for you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;KOREAN PRESENTS KAY?! MUST APPRECIATE THEM. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confirmation mass' tmw! But I'm not sure if I can go, RAHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Think my parents' bringing the family to my uncle's place for dinner and for me to get my winter jacket from my cousin, heard them talking about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;BUT I WANNA GO FOR CONFIRMATION MASS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Urgh, we'll see how things go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Just hope they'll turn out right, then indirectly everything'll turn out right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its back to seacrhing through the files and sorting through dusty papers on monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;At least I'll be with my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I dont know what to say anymore, so bye guys, see yall sometime round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-1571292351411034881?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/1571292351411034881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=1571292351411034881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/1571292351411034881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/1571292351411034881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2008/12/guys-its-been-awhile-since-i-last.html' title='Should I.. or should I not?'/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-8498563955430066406</id><published>2008-12-10T01:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:38:15.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;The movie's called off! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cause, Jonny didnt like watching scary movies, and richie didnt want to feel bad but leaving jonny alone to go home by himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Whats more, NOW I'm feeling bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;We're supposed to send Cheng off today, since he's flying off to Korea tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But its alright, we'll see you when you get back in 1 week time Cheng!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;By then I would be in Korea. :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;More than a week more to Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The christmas mood's here already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Man I missed Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I WANT WINTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get to see snowflakes for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, my BEST FRIEND gave me soup today cause I'm sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Finished EVERY drop of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Thanks BEST FRIEND, for caring for me, for being so thoughful, so sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;countdown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-8498563955430066406?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/8498563955430066406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=8498563955430066406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/8498563955430066406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/8498563955430066406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2008/12/movies-called-off-cause-jonny-didnt.html' title='Desperado'/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-8207979980977089538</id><published>2008-12-09T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:38:25.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patience goes, a really long way.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Work's been tiring me out, think I'm going out with cheng and the rest, WITH miss chow to watch quarantine after work, provided she agrees. SO MISS CHOW QUICKLY REPLY MY TEXT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best friends are always there for you no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;They care for you in a certain way, different from the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;They know how you feel regarding certain situations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;They know when to let you loose, when to totally stop you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;They, are &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SIMPLY THE BEST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Thanks all besties, for shedding light to my world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;You guys are the music in my head, the lights at the end of the tunnel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Its a great tough challenge, but I know I'll survive, I'll brave it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I'm willing to try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;And I know I'll succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yea I know, 715, and its counting down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sure thing, you get all the points, I have no need for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Because all i ever want, and need, is YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;You know that too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And why hurt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm here for you alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Release your dreadful burdens on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Let me share them with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I dont find you a bother, because I CARE, ALOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ALOT ALOT ALOT ALOT ALOT. REALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep that in mind kay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Patience goes a really long way, and I'm counting down to the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm waiting.&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/6326841892021335446-8207979980977089538?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/8207979980977089538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=8207979980977089538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/8207979980977089538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/8207979980977089538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2008/12/patience-goes-really-long-way.html' title='Patience goes, a really long way.'/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-3800365825251643774</id><published>2008-12-05T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:38:33.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll wait, forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;We're only 16, there's a long way ahead of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Though it seems far, I know we'll make it if we hold hands and face everything together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;2 years, 730 and a half days, till you're mine again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Its alright, I'm not fretting, I'm not complaining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;This has probably got to be the toughest and largest challenge in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Obsessed by love? I think not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm just willing, to wait for that someone special in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And, I know its you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;You probably feel the same way too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;We'll wait together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Time'll pass very quickly, and before you know it, we're 18, and back together once more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;In my heart, you've always been my one and only, and in my heart, nobody else can take away that spot which you stand so firmly on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;You've made me feel love, allowed for me to feel love, love that I never thought I could ever feel in my life, ever get in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thank you for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;My sixteenth year of life, great wonderful life, has not been of waste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;together, we'll make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-3800365825251643774?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/3800365825251643774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=3800365825251643774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/3800365825251643774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/3800365825251643774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2008/12/were-only-16-theres-long-way-ahead-of.html' title='I&apos;ll wait, forever.'/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-4045477883445098682</id><published>2008-12-03T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:38:43.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas' Influence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;22 days to Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;343 and a quarter days from this year's flown by just like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;This few days, I've been feeling all emotional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Drained psychologically, emotionally, mentally, and physically, I feel at a loss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I'm getting mood swings at unwanted times, such as when everyone's joking together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I go all quiet and keep to myself for a few moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Everytime this happens, I'm reminding myself in my mind, no matter how unhappy I am, or am going to be, I had to just look for the little spark of happiness in me, make it grow, make it flare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;All I had to do was to fan it, gently at times, violently at times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;And I know, that spark &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;WILL&lt;/span&gt; burn in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;It will burn in me oh-so brightly, it will engulf me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;It will mesmerise me, take me in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;It will be so inspirational, so influential, others shall be affected by me and be happy too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Actually, I think I've just found my christmas wish for everybody in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;No more disputes, arguments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;With happiness, peace prevails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;And, with peace, everything shall going along fine and well, and everybody can live better lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Those in war-torn countries shall be able to experience true happiness, when war ends and they can all live normal, peaceful lives, not those of fear that they might get blown up or killed in a gun battle at any time of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Peace on earth, happiness to all, goodwill to all man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Wonderful Saviour, guide me in my way to at least attain, achieve, part of my christmas wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Let everybody be enlightened of Your love, of Your grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Spread Your love to every corner in the world, light up everybody's lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Let them feel Your presence Lord, feel Your love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;And one by one, they'll love You all back, in the same way as You've loved them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;We raise our praises to You, our worship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Grant happiness to man.&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;God has granted me the patience,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;and has given me the challenge of waiting for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;You are mine.&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/6326841892021335446-4045477883445098682?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/4045477883445098682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=4045477883445098682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/4045477883445098682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/4045477883445098682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2008/12/22-days-to-christmas.html' title='Christmas&apos; Influence'/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-8559745109928936403</id><published>2008-11-28T20:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:38:51.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Timely Attribute</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I say hello to the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Today's Dave's send-off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;He's going off to Australia, Brisbane to further his studies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Man, we're ALL gonna miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;SO YOU BETTER STUDY HARD THERE AND MAKE ALL OF US PROUD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;:DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;My first week of work's over, and I already feel drained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But there's been you all this while, pushing me on, encouraging me on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I thank you for that, for I am truly grateful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Yesterday was the bbq for Dave at marcus' place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;We crapped alot, messed around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I got wet, by tap water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Walked baby home after that so I guess everything was worthwhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Everyone let's pray for each other as we continue walking in faith in the only way our Saviour has led out for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;See yall sometime soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;And Dave, all the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;time's running out.&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/6326841892021335446-8559745109928936403?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/8559745109928936403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=8559745109928936403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/8559745109928936403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/8559745109928936403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-say-hello-to-world.html' title='Timely Attribute'/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-3027348766856000309</id><published>2008-11-27T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:39:00.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Offset</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hello everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Haven't been blogging lately, cause of WORK. RAHHHHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;And I've got a papercut. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked baby home tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Haha you and your cockroach-infested subway sandwich.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Christmas is coming in less then a month's time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Time really flies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Everything seemed fine initially, but things happened and we fell apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Stuff can bring us together, and break us apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;This time, we know, what'll happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;:DDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Dave's send-off bbq!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Man, we're all so gonna miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But yea, have fun wherever you may be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Alrightey guys, gotta go sleep for work tommorow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;see yall. :DDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I OWE YOU A SHOULDER MASSAGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;you're mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6326841892021335446-3027348766856000309?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/3027348766856000309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=3027348766856000309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/3027348766856000309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/3027348766856000309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2008/11/offset.html' title='Offset'/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-2533601246517058435</id><published>2008-11-24T04:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:39:11.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Today was the first day of work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Lol thought admin work meant typing stuff for the permanent-working people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But guess what, my friends and I went there to sort out files, LOTS and LOTS and LOTS of them. Seriously. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;There were like, SHELVES, and we had to stack some up so high, we had to use chairs, lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;All this while, I couldnt stop thinking of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Your smile, your laughter, your love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I just so totally miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;And its all your fault, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Your fault. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food in the company's canteen is not bad, quite nice actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Well, its a really good working environment, so yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;AND YOU, last time asked you if you wanted the job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;YOU SAID NO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;NOW you're asking me if there're vacancies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;RAWR YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;:DDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I really hope there're vacancies, and you'll come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;YAAAAAAAAAAAYYYY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Lol this is the first time I don't know what to talk about in my post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;RAHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I MISS YOU SOOOOOOOOO MUCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Lol nvm, see yall tmw, think I'm gonna go gym after work tmw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;:DDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I miss you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;And I know you do too.&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/6326841892021335446-2533601246517058435?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/2533601246517058435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=2533601246517058435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/2533601246517058435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/2533601246517058435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2008/11/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted'/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-7447379955954756660</id><published>2008-11-23T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:39:19.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hey all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;A really boring sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Totally did almost nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Went to gramps place and played a little mahjong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Lol, I won 3 games out of the 4 I played.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Baby's fine with me already, so I'm fine too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Time to recuperate, recollect, restore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I need to go swim, get fit,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;think I'm getting fat soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Its singapore's "&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Grandparents' Day&lt;/span&gt;" today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Here's to all the gramps out there, alive, and in heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Thanks for being in our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Thanks for sharing with us your wonderful past stories, your past experiences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Thanks for giving us the countless advices and help when we're sad, when we're at a loss, everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;On behalf of EVERYONE in the world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I say a HUGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;"I LOVE YOU"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;to all gramps out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Live on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sorry Dave, not able to go for your confirmation mass this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But yea, hope you'll forever follow God's only way, and praise him for bringing you to this world, and worship him all the more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;For He is full of grace, and is ready to forgive even the worst sinners,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;we worship you Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;We praise You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Continue to guide us in our way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Help us out in our troubles, and give us the strength, wisdom, courage, and many many more to be what we are today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Guys, thanks for being in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Thanks for all the happiness, the joys we've shared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I'll miss yall, 4-1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But yea, enjoy your future, and may God be with all of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ROCK ON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;:DDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thats all folks, catch yall sometime soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And YOU, don't forget I owe you a leg/feet massage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Stuff may be hard to comprehend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;but let's face them together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;and make things clear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;for all to see.&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/6326841892021335446-7447379955954756660?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/7447379955954756660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=7447379955954756660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/7447379955954756660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/7447379955954756660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-life.html' title='New Life'/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-4097026882549405735</id><published>2008-11-21T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:39:32.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I look back at my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and I always think to myself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;It has to be ME,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ME,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;16 years have gone by just like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;time flies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;it seems,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;too fast, way too fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Sure, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;there've&lt;/span&gt; been the happy times,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;the fun times...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;the sad times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Amazing how emotions, and feelings, can destroy one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Contrast it to life, these two can be viewed as something that inspires life, or for short, runs the life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Emotions and feelings make people happy, angry, sad, whatever you name it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;However, people can control it, do what they seem fit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Because its their choice to control it, and run their own lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;They don't allow their emotions and feelings control their lives overly too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So tell me, why doesn't it happen to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Why can't I control my own freaking emotions, whatever I feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Everytime&lt;/span&gt; I look into myself, my body, my soul, my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;All I see is hatred, anger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;And I've always been trying to find a possible outlet for me to pour everything out on, to feel free, to BE free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But I know I shouldn't have poured a single bit out at all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;no not even an inch of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Because something I've realised,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;is that whatever emotions and feelings I have,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;have been bottled up for many years, some even as long as 7 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You tell me to try controlling my emotions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;but I'm afraid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I'm afraid of the harm I'd cause to people, to everyone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;should I try and end up pouring everything out AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But I know I've promised you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;And I'm trying to look for the silver lining in that thick mass of clouds in the beautiful sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Or perhaps, looking for the hay in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;needlestack&lt;/span&gt;, or maybe let's make it, 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;needlestacks&lt;/span&gt; piled up together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What am I doing, I ask myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;What have I done, perhaps to start with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Just thinking about the many many people I've hurt before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;And you, even more than the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I feel totally useless in bringing myself to face any challenges anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;These challenges have seemed to become the worst nightmare of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;They've seemed to become the well-known monster-in-the-closet of every child's mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;To me, challenges are supposed to be an outlet for me to test myself, and usually, I used to come out on top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;This time, its not anybody &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt; fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Its mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I doubt myself, guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;No, I don't doubt that I'm God's creation, because I'm sure that I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Like you've said, if I pray for the strength to continue on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;God sends me challenges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;If I pray for the wisdom for a test, God makes the test difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;If I pray for a smooth, steady relationship, God sends the storms, the huge tides our way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But I want to hold you, grab hold of your hand, and tide through everything with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I need you to get me back to what I was before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Like I've said, and probably what you've said too, its difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But there's no harm trying isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just, stay with me, by my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Let me feel your presence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Then I'll be reminded of whatever you've promised me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;And yes, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;you ARE that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;silver&lt;/span&gt; lining in my life&lt;/span&gt; that I've always been looking out for, that I've always wanted to grab hold of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;The journey there is tough, extremely tough, but I'll bear it for you no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;And, don't think that I'm doing this because of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm doing this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;because of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&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;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I hope for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Wish for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&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/6326841892021335446-4097026882549405735?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/4097026882549405735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=4097026882549405735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/4097026882549405735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/4097026882549405735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2008/11/broken.html' title='Broken'/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326841892021335446.post-1323724305520875270</id><published>2008-11-21T01:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:39:41.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My blog's first heartbeat. thudthud (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hello? Anyone there?&lt;br /&gt;Someone answer me?!&lt;br /&gt;Its like, where did everyone go to.&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive! And nobody cares.&lt;br /&gt;Fine! Fine.&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;My blog is finally up guys, so do whatever you want with it.&lt;br /&gt;I know someone's gonna spam my tagboard!&lt;br /&gt;(and i'm so gonna spam yours back)&lt;br /&gt;Today's a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BORING&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;day. I totally slacked at home,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RAWR&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Watched tv,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SLACKED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;, went online,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SLACKED&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;CREATED THIS BLOG, YAY.&lt;br /&gt;YAYABADALAMA, lol random.&lt;br /&gt;COME ON PEOPLE, ASK ME OUT OR STH.&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO, HAHA.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;DONT LEAVE ME TO ROT AT HOME&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But, you know i neeeeeeeeeddd you the most, and you know who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till tomorrow then, see yall everyone, and don't forget to spam my tagboard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;even if things don't seem fine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;you know that you've always got me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;let's change everything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;for the better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm here for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;always.&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/6326841892021335446-1323724305520875270?l=passionboulevard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/feeds/1323724305520875270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6326841892021335446&amp;postID=1323724305520875270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/1323724305520875270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6326841892021335446/posts/default/1323724305520875270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionboulevard.blogspot.com/2008/11/alive.html' title='My blog&apos;s first heartbeat. thudthud (:'/><author><name>~Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16730077955352063705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
