<?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-31532882</id><updated>2012-01-19T17:35:43.713+08:00</updated><category term='Royal Relations'/><category term='Too Vain For The Eyes'/><category term='Emo'/><category term='Daily Dosages'/><category term='The Heart'/><category term='Euphoria'/><category term='Sue Us'/><category term='The Princess Listens To...'/><category term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>* princess sanctuary~*</title><subtitle type='html'>love me. cherish me. spoil me.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1110</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-5492429444287684220</id><published>2012-01-19T17:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T17:35:43.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG ANG PAU Y U NO COME TO ME FASTER??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: courier new;"&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/31532882-5492429444287684220?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/5492429444287684220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=5492429444287684220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/5492429444287684220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/5492429444287684220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2012/01/omg-ang-pau-y-u-no-come-to-me-faster.html' title=''/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-5854768519768049696</id><published>2012-01-16T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T12:49:14.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz now I pay the price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&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/31532882-5854768519768049696?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/5854768519768049696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=5854768519768049696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/5854768519768049696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/5854768519768049696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2012/01/cuz-now-i-pay-price.html' title=''/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-2183063828553430358</id><published>2012-01-15T17:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T18:01:26.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;VACANCY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Due to the high demands during Chinese New Year, applicants are welcome to apply to sponsor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:courier new;" &gt;yours truly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; for this festive season the items listed below:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br face="courier new"&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;li&gt; New clothes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; New shoes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; New bag&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; New accessories&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; New hairstyle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mani/pedicure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; New car (optional)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plane tickets for a trip (optional)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br face="courier new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;More might be listed in the days to come. Of course applicants can opt to sponsor more (or other items) based on their own sincerity. Open for application now!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;*Don't worry for the fine prints. Terms and conditions not applicable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Disclaimer: This is merely a joke in conjunction with CNY nearing. Please do not take it seriously. Well, you can if you want to - I wouldn't mind of course haha. Have fun doing your CNY shopping readers!&lt;br /&gt;&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/31532882-2183063828553430358?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/2183063828553430358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=2183063828553430358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/2183063828553430358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/2183063828553430358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2012/01/vacancy-due-to-high-demands-during.html' title=''/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-6125802161725544571</id><published>2012-01-13T16:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T16:59:54.272+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picking up the pieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-6125802161725544571?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/6125802161725544571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=6125802161725544571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/6125802161725544571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/6125802161725544571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2012/01/picking-up-pieces.html' title=''/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-7632700798362982873</id><published>2012-01-12T23:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T23:53:20.923+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br  style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt;How sad is it that in the end, both hands are empty holding nothing but bloody scars and bruises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-7632700798362982873?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/7632700798362982873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=7632700798362982873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/7632700798362982873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/7632700798362982873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2012/01/how-sad-is-it-that-in-end-both-hands.html' title=''/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-4981304336474426879</id><published>2012-01-11T14:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T14:01:16.120+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CASH, Y U NO FALL FROM SKY??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/31532882-4981304336474426879?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/4981304336474426879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=4981304336474426879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/4981304336474426879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/4981304336474426879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2012/01/cash-y-u-no-fall-from-sky.html' title=''/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-2744778727945600713</id><published>2012-01-10T17:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T18:54:42.979+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><title type='text'>依然记得从你口中说出再现坚决如铁.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感情的世界伤害在所难免&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;黄昏再美总要黑夜.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/31532882-2744778727945600713?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/2744778727945600713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=2744778727945600713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/2744778727945600713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/2744778727945600713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post_10.html' title='依然记得从你口中说出再现坚决如铁.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-4404053944130641975</id><published>2012-01-09T21:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T21:07:36.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-4404053944130641975?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/4404053944130641975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=4404053944130641975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/4404053944130641975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/4404053944130641975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2012/01/good-luck.html' title=''/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-7544479307081766201</id><published>2012-01-08T11:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T11:19:00.079+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>说了再见才发现再也见不到.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;You &lt;/span&gt;once promised &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;'ll never do what&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; he'&lt;/span&gt;s done to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;And now, look at &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;'re everything&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; you&lt;/span&gt; said&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; you&lt;/span&gt;'ll never be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;And I think, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;'ve done more damage than &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;he &lt;/span&gt;ever did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; also once told me that &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;'ve always wanted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The love I gave to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; to be given to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;'ve had it all.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; You&lt;/span&gt;'ve had much more than that in fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Now look what&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; you&lt;/span&gt;'ve done to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Conscience. No longer in you I'm pretty sure. I shall leave the ghost of you and continue living my life like how it was 2 years plus back. Before you came into my life and changed all my routines with you calling me everyday and hanging out with me. It's hard to re-adapt to everything all over again after all these years, but I believe it's possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Smile. And the day will be better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And I'll rise above this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-7544479307081766201?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/7544479307081766201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=7544479307081766201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/7544479307081766201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/7544479307081766201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title='说了再见才发现再也见不到.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-4477488292493513065</id><published>2012-01-07T23:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T23:56:50.603+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>All of the memories so close to me just fade away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OGrP4f9wXto/Twho3HLGoXI/AAAAAAAAE0M/HXtd3O2h1wU/s1600/10e3n6d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OGrP4f9wXto/Twho3HLGoXI/AAAAAAAAE0M/HXtd3O2h1wU/s400/10e3n6d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694917024837706098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I remember. Do&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the past. The past which I should leave behind, sad as it is. I'll never forget those times, when we were happy. Happy times are always worth remembering. But I've always got myself confused. Confused between reminiscing and dwelling. Dwelling is never good, I finally realised and snapped out of it. Constantly revolving in circles of the two years time frame. But it's time to leave these all behind at where they should belong - the past. The us from the past should reside where they are and be happy always, living an eternal life in memory lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for the present me, there's nowhere else but forward. I have no idea what the future promises, but I think I'm ready for it. Come what may and whatever happens, happens. No point wasting my tears everyday crying as if it'd change anything. Time to be happy and accept whatever life decides to throw at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6biuC21gz0/Twho299FqkI/AAAAAAAAE0A/RWEkQQNNAj4/s1600/sometimes__youjusthavetosmile.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6biuC21gz0/Twho299FqkI/AAAAAAAAE0A/RWEkQQNNAj4/s1600/sometimes__youjusthavetosmile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 285px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6biuC21gz0/Twho299FqkI/AAAAAAAAE0A/RWEkQQNNAj4/s400/sometimes__youjusthavetosmile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694917022363003458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br  style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Choose a happy ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br  style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br  style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Choose to be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T_T1SlIOGzA/TwhovXFuwDI/AAAAAAAAEzw/1gQFbmti1g0/s1600/10e3n6d.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-4477488292493513065?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/4477488292493513065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=4477488292493513065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/4477488292493513065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/4477488292493513065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2012/01/all-of-memories-so-close-to-me-just.html' title='All of the memories so close to me just fade away.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OGrP4f9wXto/Twho3HLGoXI/AAAAAAAAE0M/HXtd3O2h1wU/s72-c/10e3n6d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-1874200425761512032</id><published>2012-01-06T17:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T17:39:59.043+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I really wished you slapped me instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe, I could've meant something to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times new roman;"&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/31532882-1874200425761512032?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/1874200425761512032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=1874200425761512032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/1874200425761512032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/1874200425761512032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2012/01/sometimes-i-really-wished-you-slapped.html' title=''/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-1566067776645743063</id><published>2012-01-06T16:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T16:52:02.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>Better in time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I guess I deserved what I brought upon myself. All of it. You were definitely a real asshole to have done what you have done. But all in all, I guess I really deserved it. I have never been that scared and alone before. Really. Probably the longest, darkest walk in my life. I'm sure you'd know best at how chicken I can be. But I guess you don't really care the slightest bit anymore. That was when I learnt how heartless and cruel a person could be. Even a person who've once loved you with all that he/she is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Time. Yeah, time would make everything better. I wouldn't know. But I surely hope it will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It took me some time to digest it. The fact that how someone could treat another as such. Maybe the hatred is just too deep for them to be able to do that. And I understand. I'm quite hopeless, am I not? People tell me you were a real asshole. But all I could do was smile and shrugged it away, not being able to be mad at you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm mad at myself sometimes though, at how useless I could be, the mere fact that I can't even be angry. It's also sad and pathetic, that there wasn't a single bit of self respect left in me. Maybe I thought that it didn't matter. Or maybe, we all just lost it somehow along the way without us even knowing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; dear my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;once upon a time love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; nothing is impossible. You always say it's impossible and whatnot, defying everything possible. How could you see any possibilities when you've already blinded yourself with the word impossible? You probably think I'm talking nonsense again. But do give it a thought when you're finally willing to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sometimes, I wonder how people could induce themselves into forgetting things. The memories, they haunt me everyday and everywhere. There's shadows of us everywhere I go. Even to the smallest corner, I see your face. I wonder if it's the same for you. Just wondering. Cuz it impresses me how you can wipe everything off your memory as if it's never happened. I admit it kills me inside, but what can I do but to mentally erase those images?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br  style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;730 days of memory gone from your head just like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Take care. Till whenever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-1566067776645743063?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/1566067776645743063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=1566067776645743063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/1566067776645743063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/1566067776645743063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-guess-i-deserved-what-i-brought-upon.html' title='Better in time.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-2843190984193187928</id><published>2012-01-06T16:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T16:31:46.353+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><title type='text'>I didn't know where to turn to.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;See somehow I can't forget &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;After all that we have been through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;If &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; didn't know this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Boy&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; you&lt;/span&gt; mean everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;All I know is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I will be okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Was it all that easy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;To just put aside&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; your &lt;/span&gt;feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Since there's no more &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;and me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;It's time I let &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; go so I can be free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;And live my life how it should be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;No matter how hard it is I'll be fine without &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;It'll all get better in time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Better In Time; Leona Lewis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-2843190984193187928?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/2843190984193187928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=2843190984193187928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/2843190984193187928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/2843190984193187928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-didnt-know-where-to-turn-to.html' title='I didn&apos;t know where to turn to.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-212179231669627827</id><published>2012-01-06T01:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T01:15:23.645+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br  style=" font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Devastated. Disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&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/31532882-212179231669627827?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/212179231669627827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=212179231669627827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/212179231669627827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/212179231669627827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2012/01/devastated.html' title=''/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-7267171227276952003</id><published>2012-01-05T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T00:26:43.744+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><title type='text'>Waiting for the end.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Waiting for the end to come,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Wishing I had strength to stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;This is not what I had planned,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;It's out of my control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;So many things were left unsaid,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;It's hard to let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;All I wanna do is trade this life for something new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Sitting in an empty room,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Trying to forget the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;This was never meant to last,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I wish it wasn't so.&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/31532882-7267171227276952003?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/7267171227276952003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=7267171227276952003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/7267171227276952003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/7267171227276952003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2012/01/waiting-for-end.html' title='Waiting for the end.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-4480860626081795310</id><published>2012-01-04T14:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T15:00:15.906+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>Like a skyscraper.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Skies are crying, I am watching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br  style=" font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Catching tear drops in my hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br  style=" font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Only silence, as it's ending,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br  style=" font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Like we never had a chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Do you have to make me feel like there's nothing left of me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Would it make you feel better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family:times new roman;" &gt; To watch me while I bleed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt;All my windows still are broken,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br  style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt; But I'm standing on my feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br  style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br  style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt;You can break everything I am,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br  style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Like I'm made of glass,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br  style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Like I'm made of paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Pain. What exactly is pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When even cuts and wounds do not hurt as much as the void left in the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest pain for everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is probably the pain left unseen deep inside,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masked by a forceful smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UrCKPbPTtHc/TwP28tRiRTI/AAAAAAAAEzc/GjhXus5famk/s1600/cute-emo-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 260px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UrCKPbPTtHc/TwP28tRiRTI/AAAAAAAAEzc/GjhXus5famk/s400/cute-emo-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693665876732167474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-4480860626081795310?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/4480860626081795310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=4480860626081795310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/4480860626081795310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/4480860626081795310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2012/01/like-skyscraper.html' title='Like a skyscraper.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UrCKPbPTtHc/TwP28tRiRTI/AAAAAAAAEzc/GjhXus5famk/s72-c/cute-emo-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-4358839619991095274</id><published>2012-01-04T02:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T02:35:27.980+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><title type='text'>Hanya kau yang mampu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NW7Zq2hAxkY?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NW7Zq2hAxkY?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ku cuba redakan relung hati&lt;br /&gt;Bayangmu yang berlalu pergi&lt;br /&gt;Terlukis di dalam kenangan&lt;br /&gt;Bebas bermain di hatiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cerita tentang masa lalu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cerita tentang kau dan aku&lt;br /&gt;Kini tinggal hanya kenangan&lt;br /&gt;Kau abadi di dalam hatiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harusnya takkan ku biarkan engkau pergi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Membuat ku terpuruk rasa ingin mati&lt;br /&gt;Derita yang mendera kapan akan berakhir&lt;br /&gt;Hanya engkau yang mampu taklukkan hatiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;If this is a joke played on me, please stop it already. It's not funny at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/31532882-4358839619991095274?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/4358839619991095274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=4358839619991095274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/4358839619991095274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/4358839619991095274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2012/01/hanya-kau-yang-mampu.html' title='Hanya kau yang mampu.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-2148425756443028354</id><published>2012-01-02T16:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T16:47:39.714+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>Do you have to make me feel like there's nothing left of me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Numbed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yrHcakTkHik/TwFpX7ysj-I/AAAAAAAAEzQ/gL3Q7Gr9ui0/s1600/tumblr_loq1hidoCC1qgjo83o1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yrHcakTkHik/TwFpX7ysj-I/AAAAAAAAEzQ/gL3Q7Gr9ui0/s400/tumblr_loq1hidoCC1qgjo83o1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692947263881252834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Would the rain wash away all the pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head, it's going crazy. It's spinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop it please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lobotomy, morphine, metyrapone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything that could help ease the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like walking on broken glass barefooted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kill me please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End the pain already. For good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm begging you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-2148425756443028354?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/2148425756443028354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=2148425756443028354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/2148425756443028354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/2148425756443028354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2012/01/do-you-have-to-make-me-feel-like-theres.html' title='Do you have to make me feel like there&apos;s nothing left of me?'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yrHcakTkHik/TwFpX7ysj-I/AAAAAAAAEzQ/gL3Q7Gr9ui0/s72-c/tumblr_loq1hidoCC1qgjo83o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-3052479287923046835</id><published>2012-01-02T15:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T15:38:35.813+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just because she's pretty..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When can it ever get through to your head?&lt;br /&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/31532882-3052479287923046835?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/3052479287923046835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=3052479287923046835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/3052479287923046835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/3052479287923046835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-because-shes-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-6095385366431701854</id><published>2011-12-30T16:57:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T18:14:10.328+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Dosages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>We found love in a hopeless place.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eAQ4SgoibAs/Tv2E0PAdZvI/AAAAAAAAEyg/A_LWRWKRod4/s1600/12697947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eAQ4SgoibAs/Tv2E0PAdZvI/AAAAAAAAEyg/A_LWRWKRod4/s320/12697947.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691851536982697714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yeap, it's the time for the mandatory year end post again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I shouldn't start by being whiny and all but I think year 2011 hasn't exactly been treating me too well. Things took at 360 degree change through the entire year and things aren't really the same anymore. I don't know if the change is for the better or for worse, but yeah, let's keep an optimistic mind and hope it's for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even think that I wanna flashback through the entire year which has just passed us by. It was nothing but a big mess filled with tears and a sprinkle of laughter. Quite an emotional year I must say. Due to various reasons. But what I'm sure of is that, time really did fly - too fast in fact. Hello's and goodbye's, too many to count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excitement, anxiety, heartbreak, disappointment, drama - check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving away from the darker side, 2011 wasn't exactly filled with 365 days of sadness/shit. It was heartwarming that I managed to catch up with the few of my close friends who flew back from overseas, some back for good. Unfortunately all of them came back different times of the year so we couldn't really all be together to catch up for old times' sake. Well, better this  than not seeing them at all. Through the year, I also managed to gain a lot of experience in the working field and obviously helped me build my future path slowly. Back to studying for me next year I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_LypQNokLg/Tv2EBvpgQQI/AAAAAAAAEyU/cZ9rlhqQAO0/s1600/tumblr_lh3mtyDvye1qe9jqx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 296px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_LypQNokLg/Tv2EBvpgQQI/AAAAAAAAEyU/cZ9rlhqQAO0/s320/tumblr_lh3mtyDvye1qe9jqx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691850669571457282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Partying has mellowed down by a lot through the year (It's the age I swear). Honestly, though still being rather young, I feel a tad bit too old to be partying like old times already. Sometimes I really wonder how I found the energy and stamina to be partying so hard like I did back then. Not that it's something to be proud about but yeah, still am proud to say I've lived my time and had my share of fun. Now it's more like mamak with a glass of limau ais :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships. Things come and go in life, and I guess relationships are just one of it. It's pretty obvious from all the previous posts I guess but yes, my relationship with the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Smelly&lt;/span&gt; has ended. It was a great relationship we had and of course we've had our happy times together, but well, things had to come to an end. Things definitely weren't pretty but all in all, we'll be fine and we'll come out of this as better individuals I hope. Let's hope we'll meet someone new in the future and be happy with them. Who knows, they might even just be right next to us :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I can drive much much better now compared to last year already! Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CcWCV0YfwzU/Tv2C_CshN1I/AAAAAAAAEyI/4jmfPVjUN04/s1600/12697864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CcWCV0YfwzU/Tv2C_CshN1I/AAAAAAAAEyI/4jmfPVjUN04/s400/12697864.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691849523633141586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As for New Year's resolution, just as last year's, I choose to have none. Not because I'm lazy just that I don't see a point in it anymore. What's the point in making New Year's resolution when most of us don't keep to it? Ask yourself, how many people actually last through the year keeping them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D-U8yrksM_k/Tv2GGmtg_MI/AAAAAAAAEy4/1xNG-vdZp0Q/s1600/12698032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D-U8yrksM_k/Tv2GGmtg_MI/AAAAAAAAEy4/1xNG-vdZp0Q/s400/12698032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691852952094964930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, did I mention how my year have been filled with 9gag nonsense too? Which explains all the meme being placed in this post. To those who've never heard of 9gag, no matter what you do, do not, I mean do NOT enter the site. It's evil. It sucks all the soul in you and it's an endless dark pit in there. So for your goodness' sake, please refrain yourself from entering the site. I kid you not. Speaking from experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoots, a great sorry to anyone whom I've offended in any way through the year and a big thank you for all those who've been there when I was down. Have a blessed blessed new year to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here, not in any specific sequence (in other words, random):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;To you, honestly I have to say that I am indeed disappointed and sad in what we've became. Distance may separate people from each other, but I never knew it would tear us apart this much. I really miss the friendship we had few years back, we were closer than ever. Then distance came along and both of us met new people in our lives and eventually have different views/goals in life. Goodbye my friend. Take care while you're far far away. I'll always miss you, or at least who I once thought you were - my bestest friend once upon a time.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you, this is also another time when "Sorry" wouldn't make things  any better. I guess it has also been a rough year for you too. Since  you've always been cryptic (and I know you are extremely smart), I know  you'll be able to decipher this. It's not hard. May the sun shine again  after the long great storm. Thank you for always being there supporting  me when there was nobody else to hold me, despite yourself being burnt  out. And no, I don't need no time machine. It's the future which  matters, not the past. And I think I know where my future lies :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;To you, thank you so much for being such a great friend in the past few years. Always there when I needed you to (even though I was ditched once by you but I think we've pestered you enough on that time). I am also grateful that you have never worn a mask since Day 1 I met you and have always been true to your emotions. Cheesy much but may we always be this way even as time goes by.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you, a thousand or a million "Sorry" would never bring you back  or make things better. Thank you so much for the past 2 years. Meeting  you and being your friend was probably a blessing in disguise and I was  so lucky to have been loved by you once so dearly. I'll always remember your Two Is Better Than One song haha! Let's not mention the  sorry part anymore, not in this post at least. It's been a rough year  for us I'm sure and may you be much happier in the year to come. May  your every day be filled with smiles and laughter. Take care please and thank you once again,  for everything :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, two new colour codes replacing the old ones heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a wrap for the whole year! May 2012 &lt;strike&gt;not be the end of the world&lt;/strike&gt; be a great year ahead with many many good things waiting for us! Lovers, be naughty and singles out there, go mingle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start thinking who you'd be kissing tomorrow night teehee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Up-IeJGBxYI/Tv2NkBDm8TI/AAAAAAAAEzE/758ZtQMMvKA/s1600/me-gusta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Up-IeJGBxYI/Tv2NkBDm8TI/AAAAAAAAEzE/758ZtQMMvKA/s320/me-gusta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691861153964552498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me gusta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To those thinking why in the world did I end the post with such an ugly face, it isn't exactly ugly. Do go to knowyourmeme.com and read up on me gusta wtf. Yeah, have a great NYE celebration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-6095385366431701854?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/6095385366431701854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=6095385366431701854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/6095385366431701854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/6095385366431701854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/we-found-love-in-hopeless-place.html' title='We found love in a hopeless place.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eAQ4SgoibAs/Tv2E0PAdZvI/AAAAAAAAEyg/A_LWRWKRod4/s72-c/12697947.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-46944495371011315</id><published>2011-12-30T16:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T16:29:17.799+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><title type='text'>Sorry that I loved you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6ISCv9B_ILo?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6ISCv9B_ILo?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;For all of the time that I tried for your smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;For making you think that I was worth the while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;So your love love love love love would be mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;For sending you flowers and holding your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;That no one was there to take a stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;But then love love love made us blind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And I'm so sorry that I hurt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sorry that I fell through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sorry I was falling in love with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm sorry that it came true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But sorry doesn't turn back time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;For all that I have done to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I wish that I could make it right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;So sorry that I loved you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Sorry that I needed you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Sorry that I held you tight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And I'm so sorry for,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Making you love me and saying goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;For being the one that taught you how to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It was love love love and it passed us by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;For giving you every thing that you dreamed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;For taking it back when I fled the scene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Sorry love, for wasting your time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;An apology now after all of this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Won't make my difference tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;But I'm hoping "I'm Sorry." will open your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;To love love love love in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm sorry that I hurt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sorry that I loved you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last message from me to you. Sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-46944495371011315?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/46944495371011315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=46944495371011315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/46944495371011315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/46944495371011315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/sorry-that-i-loved-you.html' title='Sorry that I loved you.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-2788793056049832686</id><published>2011-12-29T17:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T17:50:23.261+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/31532882-2788793056049832686?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/2788793056049832686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=2788793056049832686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/2788793056049832686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/2788793056049832686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/goodbye.html' title=''/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-6464824515978054859</id><published>2011-12-29T16:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T17:43:49.997+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Dosages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>The Story Of Us.</title><content type='html'>从前从前，女孩跟男孩是非常好的朋友。一天不见面总觉得欠缺了什么般。&lt;br /&gt;他们一起吃饭，一起逛街，一起看戏，一起做些无聊事。&lt;br /&gt;终于，男孩跟女孩从好朋友发展成恋人。&lt;br /&gt;男孩很温柔细心，把女孩照顾得无微不至，总是保护着她。&lt;br /&gt;而女孩很爱玩，每天缠着男孩做些有的没的。&lt;br /&gt;他们也开始认识彼此身边的朋友。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;开心的时光总过的太快。&lt;br /&gt;一眨眼，两年过去了。&lt;br /&gt;男孩不知不觉中把女孩给忽略了。&lt;br /&gt;女孩也不知不觉中开始不懂得珍惜了。把男孩做的所有事情当作理所当然。&lt;br /&gt;他们开始吵架了。不愉快的事情接二连三的发生。&lt;br /&gt;男孩脾气变坏了，女孩哭了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这时唯一安慰女孩的也只有男孩的另一位好朋友。&lt;br /&gt;到最后，男孩后悔了。努力挽回女孩的心。&lt;br /&gt;可是女孩却走得太远，回不了头。&lt;br /&gt;也或许，&lt;br /&gt;是不想回头。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;结果，彼此给了感情一次又一次的机会。&lt;br /&gt;男孩不断的努力，想尽办法把女孩变回当初认识的女孩。&lt;br /&gt;有天，男孩发现原来女孩真的离开太远了。&lt;br /&gt;精疲力尽的男孩，竟然不觉得痛苦也不觉得失望。&lt;br /&gt;只是不想再努力了，彻底的放弃挽留女孩。&lt;br /&gt;至少对自己是种解脱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;顿然明白已已渐渐把男孩推开的女孩突然记得当初的美好。&lt;br /&gt;问自己&lt;br /&gt;为什么当时如此愚蠢。&lt;br /&gt;为什么不懂得珍惜身边的男孩。&lt;br /&gt;为什么忘了爱护男孩。&lt;br /&gt;为什么亲手把感情给摧毁。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;于是女孩尝试挽留男孩。&lt;br /&gt;可是已完全放弃的男孩再也不想像以前那样纠缠下去。&lt;br /&gt;他们，结束了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女孩后悔了，崩溃了，哭了。&lt;br /&gt;可是这全都无法再把男孩留下来。&lt;br /&gt;想起以往的回忆，快乐的，不快乐的都有。通通都值得留念。&lt;br /&gt;甚至当初的友情都完全消失掉了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;兜兜转转，得到的又是什么？&lt;br /&gt;从开始只想要跟男孩快乐过日子到贪心得不断要求更好的女孩&lt;br /&gt;到最后失去的比得到的更多。&lt;br /&gt;剩下的又是什么？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;使得每个人都伤痕累累，两败俱伤。&lt;br /&gt;最初的单纯去了哪里？&lt;br /&gt;而当初的笑容跟着时光的流去消失掉了吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果说能把时间倒流，&lt;br /&gt;我猜&lt;br /&gt;女孩也一定想要回到两年前的他们吧。&lt;br /&gt;回到那时快快乐乐牵着手的女孩跟男孩。&lt;br /&gt;就算吵架也好，哭泣也好，&lt;br /&gt;总比现在的后悔末及来的好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;请珍惜身边爱你的人。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-6464824515978054859?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/6464824515978054859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=6464824515978054859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/6464824515978054859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/6464824515978054859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/story-of-us.html' title='The Story Of Us.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-352547368885956220</id><published>2011-12-28T16:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T16:12:59.608+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;blockquote  style=" font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;"It's  suspended there to remind us before we pop the champagne and celebrate  the new year, to stop and reflect on the year that has gone by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;To   remember both our triumphs and our missteps, our promises made and  broken. The times we opened ourselves up to great adventures or closed  ourselves down for fear of getting hurt because that is what new years is  all about- getting another chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;A chance to f&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;orgive,  to do better, to do more, to give more, to love more. And stop worrying  about what if and start embracing what would be. So when that ball  drops at midnight and it will drop, let's remember to be nice to each  other, kind to each other. And not just tonight but all year long."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Hilary Swank, New Year's Eve.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-352547368885956220?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/352547368885956220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=352547368885956220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/352547368885956220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/352547368885956220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-suspended-there-to-remind-us-before.html' title=''/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-5130153046244165680</id><published>2011-12-27T12:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T12:24:28.061+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><title type='text'>Beyond the door there's peace I'm sure, and I know there'll be no more tears in heaven.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;If I die young,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Bury me in satin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Lay me down on a bed of roses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Sink me in the river at dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Send me away with the words of a love song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;There's a boy here in town says he'll love me forever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Who would've known forever could be severed by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The sharp knife of a short life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Well, I've had just enough time.&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/31532882-5130153046244165680?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/5130153046244165680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=5130153046244165680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/5130153046244165680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/5130153046244165680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/beyond-door-theres-peace-im-sure-and-i.html' title='Beyond the door there&apos;s peace I&apos;m sure, and I know there&apos;ll be no more tears in heaven.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-6086224528311588228</id><published>2011-12-27T12:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T12:18:27.634+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><title type='text'>I won't see you tonight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Cry alone, I've gone away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;No more nights, no more pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I've gone alone, took all my strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I've made the change,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I won't see you tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Building up inside of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; A place so dark, so cold, I had to set me free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Don't mourn for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; You're not the one to place the blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; As bottles call my name I won't see you tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Sorrow sank deep inside my blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; All the ones around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; I cared for and most of all I loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; But I can't see myself that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Please don't forget me or cry while I'm away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;So far away, I'm gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Please don't follow me tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And while I'm gone everything will be alright.&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/31532882-6086224528311588228?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/6086224528311588228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=6086224528311588228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/6086224528311588228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/6086224528311588228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-wont-see-you-tonight.html' title='I won&apos;t see you tonight.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-3382150225461547969</id><published>2011-12-22T14:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T14:30:02.537+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is how it feels to be completely burnt out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-3382150225461547969?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/3382150225461547969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=3382150225461547969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/3382150225461547969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/3382150225461547969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/so-this-is-how-it-feels-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-2735639547454344106</id><published>2011-12-21T13:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T13:27:41.477+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;That's all I have left to say.&lt;br /&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/31532882-2735639547454344106?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/2735639547454344106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=2735639547454344106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/2735639547454344106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/2735639547454344106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/times-change.html' title=''/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-5143123951207833158</id><published>2011-12-17T17:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T17:17:55.298+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Millionaires" by Example just randomly played. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I realised I was too afraid to hear that song.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the next thing I knew, tears starting rolling down and I couldn't control myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-5143123951207833158?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/5143123951207833158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=5143123951207833158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/5143123951207833158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/5143123951207833158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/millionaires-by-example-just-randomly.html' title=''/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-6936505177767056553</id><published>2011-12-17T04:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T11:12:22.182+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;It's hours like this when my thoughts haunt me and feeds on my sleep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Making the past clearer than ever in the dark. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-6936505177767056553?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/6936505177767056553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=6936505177767056553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/6936505177767056553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/6936505177767056553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-hours-like-this-when-my-thoughts.html' title=''/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-1030339846361744360</id><published>2011-12-16T12:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T12:47:02.552+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about the future like we had a clue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Never planned that one day I'd be losing &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to face the music, I'm no longer&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; your&lt;/span&gt; muse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/31532882-1030339846361744360?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/1030339846361744360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=1030339846361744360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/1030339846361744360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/1030339846361744360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/talk-about-future-like-we-had-clue.html' title=''/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-6891359624212546596</id><published>2011-12-15T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T17:36:04.134+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you could see what I see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;And believe in what I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/31532882-6891359624212546596?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/6891359624212546596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=6891359624212546596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/6891359624212546596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/6891359624212546596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-wish-you-could-see-what-i-see.html' title=''/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-3715842952164597841</id><published>2011-12-15T16:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T16:16:39.382+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>一个人, 偶尔感到寂寞在所难免.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I've been facing this blank page so almost half an hour already and the only word I can come up with is that. Thinking of the past "conversations" we had, just felt like the person I used to love was gone. Completely gone. And it's just a complete stranger whom I've been talking to, replying me just for the sake of replying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Maybe, you were right - I don't deserve anything. And you have every right to be the way you are right now. The very thought of you smiling to your phone while texting another girl kills me. I can't force you and neither can I accept it. Guess I should just continue ignoring and filtering that thought out of me - eventually filtering every thought of you out of my mind too. And move on, like how you did so effortlessly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Teach me. How to completely stop loving someone who you've been loving so deeply for the past two years in just a day or two? And how to forget how much you care about that someone and act like they don't matter at all anymore to you? I need to learn that from you. You seem to be so good in that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You gave us up. You pushed me away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-3715842952164597841?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/3715842952164597841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=3715842952164597841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/3715842952164597841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/3715842952164597841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post_15.html' title='一个人, 偶尔感到寂寞在所难免.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-2992033684873359559</id><published>2011-12-13T14:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T14:22:49.876+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget the what if's, and focus on what will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- New Year's Eve movie 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-2992033684873359559?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/2992033684873359559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=2992033684873359559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/2992033684873359559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/2992033684873359559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/forget-what-ifs-and-focus-on-what-will.html' title=''/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-8357273913813494825</id><published>2011-12-12T18:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T18:32:59.821+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>And i wonder if I ever cross your mind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Remember when...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You waited for me for 2 hours right below the bar just to make sure I'm home safely and it was your birthday? You didn't want to call me and just waited downstairs because you didn't want to spoil my farewell with one of my bestest friend who was leaving for UK. Funny how I accidentally made the birthday boy wait for me for so long and you never complained a word about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You crashed the trip and went to the Butterfly and Bird Park with me and another friend out of the blue? I still find it funny that you were so afraid of butterflies despite them being so tiny. I even remember I threatened to give you a box of butterflies for your birthday. And do you remember the bird which blocked my way and you tried carrying me over just to scare me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You were so bored that you accompanied me and watched 3 chick flicks back to back in 6 hours? I remember it was exactly this time of the year, nearing Christmas. We bought tickets so many times the guy even remembered us already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You weren't feeling well and you desperately wanted someone to eat with you so you drove all the way to my place just to have claypot &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loushu fun? &lt;/span&gt;The shop's already closed for good now and I guess, we'll never be able to return to the shop and have another serving of&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; loushu fun&lt;/span&gt; together anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You would walk miles in Australia just to find somewhere with computer and internet connection just so you could talk to me for 5 minutes because you missed me? I remember I was in Singapore back then and night time was all I was waiting for, because you were away for 3 weeks and that was the only time I managed to talk to you. 5 minutes of complete bliss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You were so annoyed by me countless times and at the same time, I was so angry at you because of things you never done? Come to think of it now, it was such a waste of time when it could have been quality time spent with each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You were so afraid to go up Tamingsari and would rather everyone call you a pussy? You were so awesome when you finally managed to take the ride the second time we revisited the place. Even though you had sweaty palms immediately and held on so tight haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You were freaked out of your soul when we took the ride in Genting? I can never forget that funny moment. And I also can never forget how much you hated cable car rides. Sad thing I never got to make you take a cable car ride with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You showed me&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Aaron the Round&lt;/span&gt; for the very first time during Valentines' Day 2 years back? I fell in love with him immediately because he was too cute and adorable. And since then, I've been hugging him to sleep every night without fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You were working in a gym and I had to stay there for hours just to wait for you to finish work? I was even forced to try working out as much as I hated it. But you know what? It was one of the best times I've had. Sometimes when you were free, we'd just sit around and chill or play random games with your iPad. There was even a time when you were so desperate to beat me in Sudoku and Smurfs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many memories. Too many playbacks. Too many smiles. These are merely a few of the vast memories we shared and built together. I know I should never dwell on these matters anymore. I never. I never deliberately take a trip down to memory lane. In fact, I tried so hard to run away from all the fleeting memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Truth is, I can't get over them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now tell me, would the only cure be lobotomy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-8357273913813494825?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/8357273913813494825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=8357273913813494825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/8357273913813494825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/8357273913813494825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/and-i-wonder-if-i-ever-cross-your-mind.html' title='And i wonder if I ever cross your mind.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-7200839737678298967</id><published>2011-12-12T14:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T14:22:55.382+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>I'd go back to December all the time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I'm so glad you made time to see me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;How's life? Tell me bout your family,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I haven't seen them in a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;You've been good, busier than ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;We small talk, work and the weather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Your guard is up and I know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Because the last time you saw me still burn in the back of your mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;You gave me roses and I left them there to die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;So this is me swallowing my pride,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Standing in front of you saying, "I'm sorry for that night,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; And I go back to December all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; I'd go back to December, turn around and make it all right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; I go back to December all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; These days I haven't been sleeping,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Staying up, playing back myself leaving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; When your birthday passed and I didn't call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;And I think about summer, all the beautiful times,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; I watched you laughing from the passenger side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Realized that I loved you in the fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; And then the cold came, the dark days when fear crept into my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;You gave me all your love and all I gave you was "Goodbye".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I miss your tanned skin, your sweet smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; So good to me, so right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; And how you held me in your arms that September night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; The first time you ever saw me cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Maybe this is wishful thinking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Probably mindless dreaming,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;But if we loved again, I swear I'd love you right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I'd go back in time and change it but I can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; So if the chain is on your door I understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;- Back To December, Taylor Swift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December was always such a great month for us. Our anniversary and of course, our favourite celebration - Christmas. I still remember how we tried to slow dance (and failed) on Christmas Eve at your house when nobody was watching. Bet you forgotten, didn't you? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-7200839737678298967?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/7200839737678298967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=7200839737678298967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/7200839737678298967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/7200839737678298967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/id-go-back-to-december-all-time.html' title='I&apos;d go back to December all the time.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-8376104208003225925</id><published>2011-12-12T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T00:00:01.106+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>잘가요, 내사랑.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote  style="font-style: italic;  color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Happy 2nd Anniversary, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's have many more of today in our days to come together and never let go of one another, till whenever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12/12/2011"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...And that could have been the line I'd be posting in this space right now. I guess, it's Happy it could have been Anniversary is all that's left now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oftentimes, I wonder what plans you'd have in mind for today. Where you'd bring me to, what you'd do or what you'd buy, and never to forget, the roses you know I love so well. I'd also wonder what I would've gotten as our anniversary gift, or what tantrum I'd pull off on you just for the fun of it so you can come up with random words to make me happy (haha) or what I'd complain you didn't do enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt;All's nothing but an illusion conjured from nothingness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Filled with emotions so real as if it really happened,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Scenes playing repeatedly in my head,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Smiles, hugs and kisses,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt;All vanished with just the blink of an eye - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Back to reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, that this day could never come anymore. I'm sorry I had to do things like this. It suddenly came gushing to my head all the names I've once made for you, the most frequently used ones being Smelly or Skunkie (not Lord Skunkie too bad). Haha funny how you actually response to these names. Sorry, just a random thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and for the past few days, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt;idiot conversation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kept coming to my head and when I read back the whole conversation back then, I laughed so hard. Laughing cuz it was so extremely beautiful back then. How you, my very best friend, accompanied me till wee hours in the morning and started talking nonsense cuz you were already so tired. Then came the idiot conversation where I was so blur when you were trying so hard to hint to me. And then I thought of how you pretended to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jia jia&lt;/span&gt; hold my hand in the cinema (and even after we came out of the cinema) because I was cold. And how you'd call me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lou por&lt;/span&gt; because I was so bossy even though I wasn't your girlfriend haha. Little did we know, 2 years down the road, we'd be where we are now. But I guess it was all worth it. And if I was given the same chance, I'd make the same decision as I did back then - which was to be your idiot :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm glad you're happier now :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Remember all the things we wanted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Now our memories they're haunted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt;We were always meant to say goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;  color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Looking at you makes it harder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;  color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;But I know that you'll find another,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;  color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;That doesn't always make you want to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Started with a perfect kiss then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt;We could feel the poison set in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Perfect couldn't keep this love alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt;You know that I love you so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Love you enough to let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;  color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;And I want you to know, you couldn't have loved me better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Already Gone, Kelly Clarkson.&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/31532882-8376104208003225925?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/8376104208003225925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=8376104208003225925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/8376104208003225925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/8376104208003225925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post_12.html' title='잘가요, 내사랑.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-4546992937773594867</id><published>2011-12-11T14:41:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T14:46:50.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><title type='text'>Goodbye my lover.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="315" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wVyggTKDcOE?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wVyggTKDcOE?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="315" width="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Did I disappoint you or let you down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Should I be feeling guilty or let the judges frown?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt; It may be over but it won't stop there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt; I am here for you if you'd only care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt; You touched my heart you touched my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt; You changed my life and all my goals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt; And love is blind and that I knew when,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt; My heart was blinded by you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I've kissed your lips and held your hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;  color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Shared your dreams and shared your bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;  color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; I know you well, I know your smell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;  color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; I've been addicted to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;  color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Goodbye my lover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;  color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Goodbye my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;  color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; You have been the one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;  color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; You have been the one for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt; I am a dreamer and when I wake,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt; You can't break my spirit - it's my dreams you take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;And as you move on, remember me,&lt;br /&gt;Remember us and all we used to be&lt;br /&gt;I've seen you cry, I've seen you smile.&lt;br /&gt;I've watched you sleeping for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'd be the father of your child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;  color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; I'd spend a lifetime with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;  color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; I know your fears and you know mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;  color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; We've had our doubts but now we're fine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;  color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; And I love you, I swear that's true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;  color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; I cannot live without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt;And I still hold your hand in mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt; In mine when I'm asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt; And I will bare my soul in time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt; When I'm kneeling at your feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Goodbye my lover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Goodbye my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt; You have been the one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt; You have been the one for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-4546992937773594867?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/4546992937773594867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=4546992937773594867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/4546992937773594867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/4546992937773594867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/did-i-disappoint-you-or-let-you-down.html' title='Goodbye my lover.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-7949318723681634518</id><published>2011-12-11T14:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T14:14:07.926+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>两个人，连一次争吵都值得纪念.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; you&lt;/span&gt;'d still remember what day tomorrow could have been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;12/12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &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/31532882-7949318723681634518?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/7949318723681634518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=7949318723681634518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/7949318723681634518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/7949318723681634518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-guess-youd-still-remember-what-day.html' title='两个人，连一次争吵都值得纪念.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-8007342027103771897</id><published>2011-12-09T23:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T01:31:38.119+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Dosages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>Wish you were here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I guess I really have to come to terms with the very fact that we really ended, that there's no more we in this. No more you and I, no more we. Maybe I find it particularly hard to do so because it's been too long. Maybe just a mere 2 years to others, but it felt so much more already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My blogging pattern have been so screwed up recently that it's basically just conversations I wanted to get through to you. I guess it's time to blog normally all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I admit, it's extremely hard. This year haven't been exactly an easy one. As it is, it didn't even start off well already. Then it just got worst. In a sense that things started to screw up more and more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry, I'm really really sorry. I think I've said the most number of Sorry's this whole week than I ever had in my entire life. Not like it could change anything, but that was all I could do. Or cry day and night. You have no idea how terrible I feel deep inside. If I could, I would've dug this whole rotten heart out and slash out whichever part which fucked up, causing us to be where we are right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry you had to fight so hard for too long on your own. I'm sorry for all the times I made you feel that way. A million sorry's and endless tears would never make a difference anymore. I'm already paying the price of my actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Come to think of it. Was it all really worth it? Through this whole duration, trust was shattered, friendship ties broken, smiles lost and happiness bailed on us. We've all lost more than we gained. You said you're too tired and you've lost all energy. It's just the same for me. I guess I finally know how it feels, to fight till I'm battle-scarred and finally reach the state that I feel so numbed inside out already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So numbed that I really can't be bothered with anything anymore. Come what may.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ultimately, I wish for your happiness and I hope you'll meet someone super awesome in the future. Someone as great as yourself. Cuz you deserve much much better. I hope she'll treat you right and love you the way you deserve to be, and lastly, love you for the part which I failed to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry. I don't know how else to express how sorry I am anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And maybe, in my next life, if I ever get a chance to, I promise I'll do much better than this. I promise I'll stick to all the promises we've made together and make sure we achieve it. Like Rose. As stupid or childish as it may sound, I promise I'll be good enough to be your girl - in my next life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I wish you all the best, my once upon a time love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;You smelly skunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-8007342027103771897?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/8007342027103771897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=8007342027103771897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/8007342027103771897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/8007342027103771897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/wish-you-were-here.html' title='Wish you were here.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-2541329037606999168</id><published>2011-12-09T15:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T15:47:33.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><title type='text'>Angels cry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="315" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DyGNfbKkMVE?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DyGNfbKkMVE?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="315" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Oh the lyrics it kills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &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/31532882-2541329037606999168?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/2541329037606999168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=2541329037606999168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/2541329037606999168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/2541329037606999168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/angels-cry.html' title='Angels cry.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-127400649162358497</id><published>2011-12-09T14:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T14:22:25.975+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实没有我你分不清那些差别&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;结局还能多明显？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-127400649162358497?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/127400649162358497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=127400649162358497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/127400649162358497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/127400649162358497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post_09.html' title=''/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-7266297299345994562</id><published>2011-12-08T18:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T18:55:14.448+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><title type='text'>只是回忆的音乐盒还旋转着，要怎么停呢？</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;你&lt;/span&gt;曾是&lt;br /&gt;我吻过我爱过也伤过&lt;br /&gt;拥有过却错过的情人&lt;br /&gt;这样太残忍&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;你&lt;/span&gt;现在总是可以保持陌生&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;You &lt;/span&gt;were once the person whom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I've kissed, loved and hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The lover whom I've had but lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This is too cruel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;That now &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; have every right to remain distant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;你&lt;/span&gt;吻过&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;伱&lt;/span&gt;爱过也恨过&lt;br /&gt;拥抱过却犯错的情人&lt;br /&gt;我不能过问&lt;br /&gt;没权力再问她是否对的人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was once the person whom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;'ve kissed, loved and hated&lt;br /&gt;The lover whom &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;'ve hugged but wronged &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not a single right to ask&lt;br /&gt;If she is the right person anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;非要等到爱远走，分两头&lt;br /&gt;才知道多不舍&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;你&lt;/span&gt;走&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Only realised how much I couldn't take &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; leaving&lt;br /&gt;When love started drifting away, splitting us into two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一直有句话要说,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;你&lt;/span&gt;是我今生今世的守候。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess Google translate could never translate the last line into something which makes sense, and you probably can't care less anymore than to check this space, let alone be bothered by what it means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to feel already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Imy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-7266297299345994562?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/7266297299345994562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=7266297299345994562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/7266297299345994562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/7266297299345994562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post_3819.html' title='只是回忆的音乐盒还旋转着，要怎么停呢？'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-677773542026046420</id><published>2011-12-08T16:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T17:04:38.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Strings.</title><content type='html'>A song that matches us perfectly. So ironic. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let me hold you for the last time,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's the last chance to feel again. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But you broke me, now I can't feel anything. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When I love you, it's so untrue,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can't even convince myself. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When I'm speaking, it's the voice of someone else. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh it tears me up. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I tried to hold on but it hurts too much. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I tried to forgive but it's not enough to make it all okay. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You can't play on broken &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight- "&gt;strings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feel. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can't tell you something that ain't real. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh the truth hurts, lies worst. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;How can I give anymore when I love you a little less than before?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What are we doing? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We are turning into dust. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Playing house in the ruins of us.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Turning back to the fire when there's nothing left to save. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's like chasing the very last train when we both know it's too late. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-677773542026046420?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/677773542026046420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=677773542026046420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/677773542026046420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/677773542026046420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/broken-strings.html' title='Broken Strings.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-80174225206537705</id><published>2011-12-08T16:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T16:32:00.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>非要等到爱远走，分两头，才发现多不舍你走.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KhjX-vjyO0g/TuB1tfwcTsI/AAAAAAAAExs/S6VaWkXxw6w/s1600/P4094528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KhjX-vjyO0g/TuB1tfwcTsI/AAAAAAAAExs/S6VaWkXxw6w/s320/P4094528.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683672154220809922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Would it still matter to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;you&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/31532882-80174225206537705?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/80174225206537705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=80174225206537705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/80174225206537705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/80174225206537705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post_8335.html' title='非要等到爱远走，分两头，才发现多不舍你走.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KhjX-vjyO0g/TuB1tfwcTsI/AAAAAAAAExs/S6VaWkXxw6w/s72-c/P4094528.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-762507065593626749</id><published>2011-12-08T00:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T00:33:33.659+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>就像每段爱总会有终点.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Why do they make it sound so easy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tm-dG2y9ahY/Tt-TVPwfYgI/AAAAAAAAExU/-w6t7vs78po/s1600/k150xz.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 292px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tm-dG2y9ahY/Tt-TVPwfYgI/AAAAAAAAExU/-w6t7vs78po/s320/k150xz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683423247981306370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It's so sad that even words, promises and faith wouldn't work anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5cVCytLyvkc/Tt-TVF9piAI/AAAAAAAAExg/sclVsumnRRA/s1600/tumblr_kvy402cT2u1qaof6yo1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5cVCytLyvkc/Tt-TVF9piAI/AAAAAAAAExg/sclVsumnRRA/s320/tumblr_kvy402cT2u1qaof6yo1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683423245352142850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But baby, I loved you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how else to fight anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing seems to be right already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how two years down the road, I see my heart in pieces on the floor again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thrown by the very same person who once picked everything up and patiently mended them back together again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess you are. I mean, you said you haven't been happy in the longest time ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right now you are - without me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I know I'm not. How could I be happy without you, when you have been my happiness in the past 2 years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's karma, that you broke my heart so badly this time around, and I'm not blaming anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope you're happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&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/31532882-762507065593626749?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/762507065593626749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=762507065593626749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/762507065593626749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/762507065593626749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post_08.html' title='就像每段爱总会有终点.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tm-dG2y9ahY/Tt-TVPwfYgI/AAAAAAAAExU/-w6t7vs78po/s72-c/k150xz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-7253499281598198555</id><published>2011-12-07T01:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T01:10:18.596+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>And it seemed everlasting, that you would always be mine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My heart shattered when Always Be My Baby was playing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm so tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Good night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;you.&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/31532882-7253499281598198555?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/7253499281598198555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=7253499281598198555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/7253499281598198555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/7253499281598198555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/and-it-seemed-everlasting-that-you.html' title='And it seemed everlasting, that you would always be mine.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-4929318771020458457</id><published>2011-12-07T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T01:00:45.053+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must we constantly misunderstand each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/31532882-4929318771020458457?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/4929318771020458457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=4929318771020458457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/4929318771020458457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/4929318771020458457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/why-must-we-constantly-misunderstand.html' title=''/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-1679251741026533413</id><published>2011-12-05T17:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T18:02:13.809+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If only all the problems would go away like the hair they've cut off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;With just a snip of the blade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On another note, I've gotten a new haircut. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AyQI8--DeI8/TtyVdifl15I/AAAAAAAAExI/NuMGuBZhEdQ/s1600/IMG_3797.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AyQI8--DeI8/TtyVdifl15I/AAAAAAAAExI/NuMGuBZhEdQ/s320/IMG_3797.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682581164542777234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;You'll&lt;/span&gt; probably laugh at me saying I look more alien monkey or something. I wouldn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took me a rough 3-4 hours to get my hair done, and I realised my head never stopped through those hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what's funny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even figure out what I've been trying to figure out. Like poof. My head just went blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-1679251741026533413?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/1679251741026533413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=1679251741026533413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/1679251741026533413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/1679251741026533413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/if-only-all-problems-would-go-away-like.html' title=''/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AyQI8--DeI8/TtyVdifl15I/AAAAAAAAExI/NuMGuBZhEdQ/s72-c/IMG_3797.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-4925414193138178041</id><published>2011-12-05T11:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T11:16:53.905+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a week, 7 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And guess what's 7 days down the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It could have been waiting for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/31532882-4925414193138178041?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/4925414193138178041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=4925414193138178041' title='0 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>Picture perfect memories scattered all around the floor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I wish we could be like them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I wish we could brave through the differences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I wish we could smile like we did in the pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I wish we could have lasted through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I really thought we would. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Silly as, but once upon a time, I really thought we'd pull through and one day I'll be your lady in white and we'll have a happy future together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Wishful thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Imy, alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;We almost had it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-5405222842896928169?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/5405222842896928169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=5405222842896928169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/5405222842896928169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/5405222842896928169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/picture-perfect-memories-scattered-all.html' title='Picture perfect memories scattered all around the floor.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-4404256627061361885</id><published>2011-12-05T01:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T01:23:11.645+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Dosages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>I'm about to lose my mind, you've been gone for so long.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Funny how this Christmas, penguin toys seem to be everywhere and every shop suddenly decides to sell penguins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gets me wondering whether is it part of a joke played on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To constantly remind me effortlessly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Remember how we were looking for penguin toys everywhere and we couldn't find them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And now, they're everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As if they're sneering at how I lost so much, at how penguins would now be past tense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So messed up, everything is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My head hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When will it ever stop spinning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-4404256627061361885?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/4404256627061361885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=4404256627061361885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/4404256627061361885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/4404256627061361885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/i.html' title='I&apos;m about to lose my mind, you&apos;ve been gone for so long.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-4820714577985845856</id><published>2011-12-02T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T23:55:56.593+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I think I should go to bed before I start crying uncontrollably again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Yeah... I think I should.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Good night you.&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/31532882-4820714577985845856?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/4820714577985845856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=4820714577985845856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/4820714577985845856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/4820714577985845856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-think-i-should-go-to-bed-before-i.html' title=''/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-6501445510889507012</id><published>2011-12-02T23:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T23:52:47.227+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>也许在不同的时空，还牵着你的手.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:60%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- maybe at a different dimension, i'm still holding your hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only we could have had the time to travel somewhere together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Smiling together,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that our time together will never come to an end,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we'd have every tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"People say that bad memories causes the most pain, but actually it's the good ones that drive you insane."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;- Unknown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &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/31532882-6501445510889507012?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/6501445510889507012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=6501445510889507012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/6501445510889507012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/6501445510889507012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='也许在不同的时空，还牵着你的手.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-174633064890228291</id><published>2011-12-02T18:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T18:16:46.130+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>What I'd do to have you here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I don't want to think anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My head's everywhere. And you probably think I'm stupid, mindless, or anything harsh you can think of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You don't, and won't want to understand my thoughts for known reasons. And I can't ask for you to understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry. I'm sorry I don't think the same way you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;For today, please let my head take a rest. And my heart too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Imy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-174633064890228291?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/174633064890228291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=174633064890228291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/174633064890228291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/174633064890228291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-id-do-to-have-you-here.html' title='What I&apos;d do to have you here.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-2432091089090810793</id><published>2011-12-01T18:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T18:10:10.268+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><title type='text'>Leave some morphine at my door.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:60%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:verdana;" &gt;- cuz it'll take a whole lot of medication, to realise what we used to have, we don't have it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like the clouds, my eyes would the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt;If you walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Everyday it'll rain.&lt;br /&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/31532882-2432091089090810793?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/2432091089090810793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=2432091089090810793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/2432091089090810793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/2432091089090810793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/just-like-clouds-my-eyes-would-same-if.html' title='Leave some morphine at my door.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-7467377900325492613</id><published>2011-12-01T17:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T17:20:16.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>Tonight I wanna cry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hey you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wished everything could be just like these two cute figurines in the picture. Simple and lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1U6-sT-C9Bw/TtdFKgve71I/AAAAAAAAEw8/AnrUmHqq1gE/s1600/IMG_3748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1U6-sT-C9Bw/TtdFKgve71I/AAAAAAAAEw8/AnrUmHqq1gE/s320/IMG_3748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681085501841272658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I really wish I could turn back time, rewind everything and undo what was done. But sadly, in reality it isn't really like that. I hate how everything and anything anywhere reminds me so badly of us and how we used to be. Even the smallest detail would remind me a slight scene of what we once had. Because we knew each other that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you doing? I really hope you are doing fine. Being healthy and not hurting yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit, that I miss everything. What we once had, what we always do, even if it was just plain routine life, our past and mostly, you. I don't know how we ended up this way. I hate the fact that I wake up crying everyday being in the worst form ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great regret, self hate, disgust. It's like a cycle which haunts me alongside the memories we had every single day since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really hope you're doing much better than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry. I'm sorry I had to break my promises and can't fulfill the future we promised each other anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;With love, your alien monkey face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-7467377900325492613?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/7467377900325492613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=7467377900325492613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/7467377900325492613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/7467377900325492613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/12/tonight-i-wanna-cry.html' title='Tonight I wanna cry.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1U6-sT-C9Bw/TtdFKgve71I/AAAAAAAAEw8/AnrUmHqq1gE/s72-c/IMG_3748.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-9038354981524042007</id><published>2011-11-29T23:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T23:46:18.530+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>In another life, I would be your girl.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Touché.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T2pAVCs-Ags/TtT9UzX4kbI/AAAAAAAAEww/iJf-U634o7g/s1600/tumblr_lgvly9FYAm1qgnj66o1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T2pAVCs-Ags/TtT9UzX4kbI/AAAAAAAAEww/iJf-U634o7g/s400/tumblr_lgvly9FYAm1qgnj66o1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680443563850633650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The memories, they're killing me. And I'm weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no idea how weird it feels when you're not here to tuck me in to bed like how you used to do every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/31532882-9038354981524042007?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/9038354981524042007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=9038354981524042007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/9038354981524042007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/9038354981524042007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/11/in-another-life-ill-be-your-girl.html' title='In another life, I would be your girl.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T2pAVCs-Ags/TtT9UzX4kbI/AAAAAAAAEww/iJf-U634o7g/s72-c/tumblr_lgvly9FYAm1qgnj66o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-1567279894878866646</id><published>2011-11-29T18:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T18:41:40.603+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>The one who got away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Talk about our future like we had a clue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never planned that one day I'd be losing you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In another life, I would be your girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We keep all our promises, be us against the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In another life, I would make you stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So I don't have to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You were the one who got away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All these money can't buy me a time machine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can't replace you with a million rings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In another life, I would be your girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We keep all our promises, be us against the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; In another life, I would make you stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So I don't have to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You were the one who got away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="315" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ahha3Cqe_fk?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ahha3Cqe_fk?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="315" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The One Who Got Away - Katy Perry.&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/31532882-1567279894878866646?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/1567279894878866646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=1567279894878866646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/1567279894878866646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/1567279894878866646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-who-got-away.html' title='The one who got away.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-4314168119649986968</id><published>2011-11-29T18:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T18:32:29.127+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>I wish nothing but the best for you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The gift that never got to its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;owner's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6rdAdGB8Z9o/TtS0J_AYOFI/AAAAAAAAEwY/YY--PLv7agw/s1600/IMG_3726.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6rdAdGB8Z9o/TtS0J_AYOFI/AAAAAAAAEwY/YY--PLv7agw/s400/IMG_3726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680363113645881426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'll always love you, and I'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/31532882-4314168119649986968?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/4314168119649986968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=4314168119649986968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/4314168119649986968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/4314168119649986968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-wish-nothing-but-best-for-you.html' title='I wish nothing but the best for you.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6rdAdGB8Z9o/TtS0J_AYOFI/AAAAAAAAEwY/YY--PLv7agw/s72-c/IMG_3726.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-8583418322901223709</id><published>2011-10-20T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T23:43:40.914+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>感谢那是伱牵过我的手.</title><content type='html'>我这句语气原来好像你，不就是我们爱过的证据？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;差一点骗了自己骗了你，爱于被爱不一定成正比。&lt;br /&gt;我知道被疼是一种运气，但我无法完全交出自己。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;努力为你改变却变不了预留的伏线&lt;br /&gt;以为在你身边那也算永远&lt;br /&gt;仿佛还是昨天可是昨天已非常遥远&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可惜不是你陪我到最后&lt;br /&gt;曾一起走却走失那路口&lt;br /&gt;感谢那是伱牵过我的手&lt;br /&gt;还能感受那温柔。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-8583418322901223709?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/8583418322901223709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=8583418322901223709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/8583418322901223709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/8583418322901223709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post_20.html' title='感谢那是伱牵过我的手.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-375377840072713077</id><published>2011-10-09T11:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T11:13:36.541+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>重来.</title><content type='html'>想要跟你一起走到最后，但我遗失了地图&lt;br /&gt;谁给谁束缚？谁比谁辛苦？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好的事情最后虽然结束&lt;br /&gt;感动十分就有十分满足。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谢谢你，是你陪我走过那些路&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;痛，是以后无法再给你幸福。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IVOv4bTra3o/TpEQCrfKP9I/AAAAAAAAEv8/0sP_mOvhfOo/s1600/tumblr_lohqmj3DKR1qbjt25o1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IVOv4bTra3o/TpEQCrfKP9I/AAAAAAAAEv8/0sP_mOvhfOo/s400/tumblr_lohqmj3DKR1qbjt25o1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661323844800626642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;一百句，一千句「对不起」&lt;br /&gt;也应该无法弥补对你的亏欠&lt;br /&gt;我们剩下的一步，&lt;br /&gt;就只有划下&lt;br /&gt;遗憾的句号。&lt;br /&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/31532882-375377840072713077?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/375377840072713077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=375377840072713077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/375377840072713077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/375377840072713077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post_09.html' title='重来.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IVOv4bTra3o/TpEQCrfKP9I/AAAAAAAAEv8/0sP_mOvhfOo/s72-c/tumblr_lohqmj3DKR1qbjt25o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-74059423522924872</id><published>2011-10-06T18:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T19:07:22.349+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Dosages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>可惜不是你，陪我到最后.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;; Would you settle for the unchanging but unsatisfying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Or the satisfying but uncertain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;; Would you succumb to the guilt corroding your conscience,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Or the happiness which comes at the cost of another's happiness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-74059423522924872?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/74059423522924872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=74059423522924872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/74059423522924872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/74059423522924872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title='可惜不是你，陪我到最后.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-759854357914708200</id><published>2011-08-23T16:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T17:04:16.262+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>You'll always be my baby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hey you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's just not that easy for me to go back. Have you ever thought that maybe there's no turning back anymore? That no matter how hard we try, things are never gonna be the same anymore. I really want to go back. It's hard trying to get over things everyday when I wake up. In fact, I really dread waking up everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just want to start afresh. I just want to feel free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I know it's killing the both of us inside. But maybe, just maybe, time will make everything better. As much as I miss you and us together, maybe it's time to move on. I hate crying everyday. It felt like it's been so long since I've woke up feeling that today is gonna be a great day. I'm so sick of feeling so pathetic everyday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just want to be free and happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And I just want to stop saying I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-759854357914708200?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/759854357914708200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=759854357914708200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/759854357914708200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/759854357914708200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/08/youll-always-be-my-baby.html' title='You&apos;ll always be my baby.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-7258797393588585256</id><published>2011-08-22T14:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T14:39:51.803+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>Now you want to be free so I'm letting you fly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hey you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You know... you made me realise how much tears I've cried for the past 10 days. I didn't even realise it myself till you pointed it out. Deep down some part in me, I am dying to go home. I wished everything didn't turn out the way it did right now. I wish I didn't screw up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Maybe things have became so rotten and broken that I'd choose to start anew already. I know you think this is utter nonsense that makes completely no sense. Or you might probably be so pissed at me to think of anything else already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It's breaking me inside, whatever that's left of my rotten heart, bit by bit. I'm too lost and I don't know what to do. I'm sorry I can't hold your hand blindly, as much as I want to. I know I'm being brainlessly stupid for doing this. I know I might probably regret all these one day. I do miss you badly and it's been too long since we've last hugged. We're both devastated I know. But what are we to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Every inch of my heart and body is dying to make all this come to an end. I'm on the edge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Just shoot me, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-7258797393588585256?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/7258797393588585256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=7258797393588585256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/7258797393588585256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/7258797393588585256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/08/now-you-want-to-be-free-so-im-letting.html' title='Now you want to be free so I&apos;m letting you fly.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-6198306313911912904</id><published>2011-08-20T11:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T12:11:18.554+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>Seems like it's been forever since you've been gone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hey you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry I had to say all those harsh things. You have no idea how badly my heart ached hearing you that way on the phone. You have no idea how badly I wanted to go home, to where it's safe and tranquil. I'm sorry. I'm just messed up that way, or maybe like you - I am too stubborn for my own good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I really miss those days we had, the days we'd laugh for stupid reasons and do brainless things that nobody would ever know. I'd trade the world to correct what went wrong before it became too late. I would've promised to love you right, to make myself worthy of your love. But I'm not, and nothing could change the fact that I'll never ever be worthy of such great love. I'm sorry I had to break your heart that way. I'm sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Please, take good care of yourself no matter what. Promise me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-6198306313911912904?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/6198306313911912904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=6198306313911912904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/6198306313911912904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/6198306313911912904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/08/seems-like-its-been-forever-since-youve.html' title='Seems like it&apos;s been forever since you&apos;ve been gone.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-9133413610230387234</id><published>2011-08-18T11:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T13:15:39.951+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>Where'd you go, I miss you so.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hey you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you doing? Have you been studying? Have you been hitting the gym everyday? Have you been doing your chores on time? Have you been smoking less? Have you been smiling more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how it feels like it was such a blessing that we had, though the life we had was a routine. Sadly, we never knew how to appreciate those days which flew by just like that. We always thought we had tomorrow. I always thought I'd have everyday to do the same things with you over and over again. I'd do anything to turn back time, I'd give my life for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I had the courage to fight. It sucks, knowing that I can't seem to fight anymore even though you'd forgive everything that's happened. If only I had the courage to face you after all that's happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B3RBsakM93o/TkyMnV4KHeI/AAAAAAAAEvs/JQmUdW_dag8/s1600/IMG_1985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B3RBsakM93o/TkyMnV4KHeI/AAAAAAAAEvs/JQmUdW_dag8/s320/IMG_1985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642039040703864290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Remember the last time I went Penang, I told you I bought us something? I guess, it's a gift I never managed to pass to you. I thought these pigs were so extremely cute and reminded me of us. And probably Rose too. I wanted to place them on the dashboard of your car. I wanted you to like them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's never happening already. I'm sorry, love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry this had to happen to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-9133413610230387234?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/9133413610230387234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=9133413610230387234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/9133413610230387234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/9133413610230387234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/08/whered-you-go-i-miss-you-so.html' title='Where&apos;d you go, I miss you so.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B3RBsakM93o/TkyMnV4KHeI/AAAAAAAAEvs/JQmUdW_dag8/s72-c/IMG_1985.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-4767925757633608947</id><published>2011-08-16T17:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T17:37:49.381+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>谢谢你从来没有觉得我不够好，&lt;br /&gt;谢谢你守护我的每一分每一秒，&lt;br /&gt;谢谢当天塌下来 你也会帮我顶着.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you for never thinking that I wasn't good enough.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for always being there for me&lt;br /&gt;every minute and every second.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for protecting me&lt;br /&gt; even if the sky were to collapse on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许以後再也没人比你更爱我，&lt;br /&gt;也许以後我也不可能再那样活，&lt;br /&gt;每当想起你的时候快乐都比较多，&lt;br /&gt;也许快乐是时间的幽默.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe nobody would ever love me like you did anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe I can never live that way anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And every time I think of you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It is always flooded with happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And maybe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happiness was a joke time played on us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-4767925757633608947?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/4767925757633608947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=4767925757633608947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/4767925757633608947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/4767925757633608947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_16.html' title=''/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-9024992448425191552</id><published>2011-08-16T16:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T17:18:15.433+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>When you're gone, the pieces of my heart are missing you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I know sorry means nothing to you. I know you too well to know that... but I really can't come up with anything else to say other than sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I wished we could back in time and stop whatever that was breaking us, bit by bit. I wished we there was pause or rewind button, to rewind everything that went wrong and to pause those happy times a long long time ago. So long ago that we probably have forgotten them ourselves. Those smiles we had, we were so happy. I wished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry I'm such a mess right now. I'm sorry I had to put you through this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/31532882-9024992448425191552?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/9024992448425191552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=9024992448425191552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/9024992448425191552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/9024992448425191552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/08/when-youre-gone-pieces-of-my-heart-are.html' title='When you&apos;re gone, the pieces of my heart are missing you.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-2398089093239266587</id><published>2011-08-14T13:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T13:31:21.035+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><title type='text'>There's nothing left to say.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I can see the pain living in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And I know how hard you try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;You deserve to have so much more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I can feel your heart and I sympathize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;And I'll never criticize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;All you've ever meant to my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I don't want to let you down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I don't want to lead you on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I don't want to hold you back from where you might belong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;You would never ask me why my heart is so disguised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I just can't live a lie anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I would rather hurt myself than to ever make you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;There's nothing left to say but goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;You deserve the chance and the kind of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm not sure I'm worthy of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Losing you is painful to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I would rather hurt myself than to ever make you cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;There's nothing left to try,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Though it's gonna hurt us both,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;There's no other way than to say goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Goodbye by Air Supply.&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/31532882-2398089093239266587?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/2398089093239266587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=2398089093239266587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/2398089093239266587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/2398089093239266587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/08/theres-nothing-left-to-say.html' title='There&apos;s nothing left to say.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-8025450451236300463</id><published>2011-08-12T11:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T12:57:49.270+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>如果抱歉有用的话...</title><content type='html'>对不起。&lt;br /&gt;很不负责任的把选择权交给了你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对不起。&lt;br /&gt;很自私的放弃了我们的一切。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对不起。&lt;br /&gt;还未能好好的把所有的爱都给你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对不起。&lt;br /&gt;忘记了牵着你的手，让自己不小心的走错路。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对不起。&lt;br /&gt;很任性的遗弃了说好的永远。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对不起。&lt;br /&gt;很愚蠢的把我们的幸福留在转角。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对不起。&lt;br /&gt;已经无法跟你完成曾对彼此承诺过的梦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对不起。&lt;br /&gt;总是学不会珍惜拥有的一切。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对不起。&lt;br /&gt;要等到最后才发现原来时间不是必然的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对不起。&lt;br /&gt;因为我的粗心让你伤透了心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对不起&lt;br /&gt;成为你的错爱，浪费了你的温柔。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;或许&lt;br /&gt;是我不配吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也或许&lt;br /&gt;我没那种福分做那个&lt;br /&gt;你会抱在胸怀小心翼翼疼的那个女孩吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愿你早日找到那个会好好珍惜和爱你的那个女孩。&lt;br /&gt;她...&lt;br /&gt;一定会是全世界&lt;br /&gt;最幸福的女人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这我很肯定，&lt;br /&gt;因为&lt;br /&gt;我也曾经以为我会是那个女人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;亲爱的，&lt;br /&gt;对不起。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-8025450451236300463?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/8025450451236300463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=8025450451236300463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/8025450451236300463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/8025450451236300463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title='如果抱歉有用的话...'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-7960710643093628339</id><published>2011-07-07T10:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T10:47:15.243+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Dosages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>但愿人长久.</title><content type='html'>人有悲欢离合, 月有阴晴圆缺&lt;br /&gt;此事古难全&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但愿人长久, 千里共婵娟.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;七夕节快乐!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今日は七夕だよん！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;恋人達が皆ずっと幸せでいるように願いましょう！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the Chinese Valentines' Day (July 7th) and coincidentally is also the Japanese Valentines' Day which is more commonly known as Tanabata. Each Chinese kid would probably already have heard about the story already, which was quite a romantic one back then actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those &lt;strike&gt;bananas&lt;/strike&gt; who haven't heard of the story yet, please click &lt;a href="http://www.chinesefortunecalendar.com/77a.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do enjoy. And may all the lovers in the world have a happy and joyous path ahead with each other :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-7960710643093628339?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/7960710643093628339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=7960710643093628339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/7960710643093628339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/7960710643093628339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title='但愿人长久.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-6907589168071262435</id><published>2011-06-30T10:04:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T10:50:32.904+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Too Vain For The Eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Euphoria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Royal Relations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Dosages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sue Us'/><title type='text'>I ain't gonna be just a face in the crowd, you're gonna hear my voice when I shout it out loud.</title><content type='html'>Omg a very very overdue post! I completely forgot about it until well,  till I was looking around my albums and remembered that I haven't posted  anything about this on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago, I got the chance  to work along the people who organized the Japan Super GT race in  Malaysia, which was obviously held in the F1 Circuit in Sepang. Worked as the Japanese translator/interpreter for the entire event which lasted for 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 1: Race Practice&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iv3Wa3EZW5w/TgvbNpe1GZI/AAAAAAAAErw/Go-MyrIOg0A/s1600/IMG_0896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iv3Wa3EZW5w/TgvbNpe1GZI/AAAAAAAAErw/Go-MyrIOg0A/s320/IMG_0896.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623829587222141330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uniform!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7YLwDomYUL4/TgvbOPNVH4I/AAAAAAAAEr4/zptvZrh6Vp0/s1600/IMG_0873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7YLwDomYUL4/TgvbOPNVH4I/AAAAAAAAEr4/zptvZrh6Vp0/s320/IMG_0873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623829597349289858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The awesome view of the track from the HQ office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, it was easy to acquire a good view of the entire race without the need to join the hassle in the crowd at the Grandstand with food and chilled drinks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QLv4ZRhJzvU/TgvbOmAe6ZI/AAAAAAAAEsA/zckfrCot0cM/s1600/IMG_0882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QLv4ZRhJzvU/TgvbOmAe6ZI/AAAAAAAAEsA/zckfrCot0cM/s320/IMG_0882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623829603469420946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Media Center, where all the media people are stationed at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DaP0qCYfM5Y/TgvbPACpvgI/AAAAAAAAEsI/9sBRzoeQudQ/s1600/IMG_0889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DaP0qCYfM5Y/TgvbPACpvgI/AAAAAAAAEsI/9sBRzoeQudQ/s320/IMG_0889.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623829610457841154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practicing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 2: Qualifying Race&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started the morning by helping abit here and there since I was rather free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EPaw9Omn8OM/TgvbP3OoypI/AAAAAAAAEsQ/qREZAnp-Olc/s1600/IMG_0914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EPaw9Omn8OM/TgvbP3OoypI/AAAAAAAAEsQ/qREZAnp-Olc/s320/IMG_0914.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623829625272060562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Galvin, who was kind enough to walk around the entire place with me to paste these soft boards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, the place is huge. I'm pretty sure those who have actually been to the Sepang race track would know how far of a walk the entire place is - and this includes the Paddock area. Crazy walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L5zU__Y3HNc/Tgvc89Wz3fI/AAAAAAAAEsg/x5RymLzxkzI/s1600/IMG_0934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L5zU__Y3HNc/Tgvc89Wz3fI/AAAAAAAAEsg/x5RymLzxkzI/s320/IMG_0934.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623831499522694642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rather cmi picture of us but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galvin and I sabo-ed a buggy and went around driving it, which saved so much of walking for us! As jackoon as it might sound, it was my first time driving a buggy. It felt like driving a bumper car, really. And since then, we've been driving that buggy for 2 consecutive days till we got so sick of it we'd rather walk (wtf).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y26v-8b6NVk/Tgvc8p0_cDI/AAAAAAAAEsY/ceGtOX5yU8w/s1600/IMG_0926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y26v-8b6NVk/Tgvc8p0_cDI/AAAAAAAAEsY/ceGtOX5yU8w/s320/IMG_0926.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623831494280572978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reasons, this reminds me of Fast &amp;amp; Furious haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the cars in the car show. There were so many cars ranging from your usual Ferrari, Porsche, Lambo, Vespa, Harley's, to even Rolls Royce (I felt like a low life, really).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b4AkvwzIy-M/TgvhQHNDZ6I/AAAAAAAAEto/SXft91RcO-o/s1600/IMG_0932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b4AkvwzIy-M/TgvhQHNDZ6I/AAAAAAAAEto/SXft91RcO-o/s320/IMG_0932.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623836226630150050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Yvonne who was also working there. It's been so long since I've last seen her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Excuse my cmi face please. It's the FHM GND last year, you can't blame me for looking ugly next to her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HNXbhlC3gXE/Tgvc9bUSXzI/AAAAAAAAEso/7xndbfj4Kxk/s1600/IMG_0939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HNXbhlC3gXE/Tgvc9bUSXzI/AAAAAAAAEso/7xndbfj4Kxk/s320/IMG_0939.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623831507565174578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, is a small part of the ultimate long queue waiting to enter for the pitwalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little anal thing I'd like to share. Galvin and I were so bored we decided to piss people off by just walking in while everyone else was still waiting. Just because we had the all access pass which enabled us to enter wherever and whenever we want. What asses we were seriously (lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 3: The Actual Race&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly, this is the real deal but by this time, our ears were half deaf already for obvious reasons. My left eardrum was literally hurting on the third/last day already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RsaFwR-oYLE/Tgvc-kOyTII/AAAAAAAAEsw/K8cnxSNf9Tc/s1600/IMG_0950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RsaFwR-oYLE/Tgvc-kOyTII/AAAAAAAAEsw/K8cnxSNf9Tc/s320/IMG_0950.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623831527137889410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, is something I found really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the race started, there was a gathering of super cars for the Malaysian Book of Records and it reached a total number of 405 super cars on the track. I have never ever seen so many super cars all gathered in one place in the past 20 over years of my life - and man, it was bloody awesome even for a non-car person like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XgZ6y-r8Q8Y/Tgvc_jKzOwI/AAAAAAAAEs4/sRb4gycN2rw/s1600/IMG_0952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XgZ6y-r8Q8Y/Tgvc_jKzOwI/AAAAAAAAEs4/sRb4gycN2rw/s320/IMG_0952.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623831544032606978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the snapshots taken from the track during the gathering (all thanks to the access pass nonetheless).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FMvOWhJi0z4/Tgvd9xL2-AI/AAAAAAAAEtA/RiZsUi23P3s/s1600/IMG_0962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FMvOWhJi0z4/Tgvd9xL2-AI/AAAAAAAAEtA/RiZsUi23P3s/s320/IMG_0962.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623832612947032066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deafening race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cINw_aI3fXw/TgveAllxvtI/AAAAAAAAEtg/l2ThIwvpgG4/s1600/IMG_0946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cINw_aI3fXw/TgveAllxvtI/AAAAAAAAEtg/l2ThIwvpgG4/s320/IMG_0946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623832661374123730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Ayami, the Japanese GT Queen who I was suppose to be doing translating for also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is super super cute omg! Haha now I sound like one of those fangirls. And please excuse my cmi face yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t7A_XGWFH5k/TgviHIcwuXI/AAAAAAAAEtw/yTZQQpKA1g0/s1600/IMG_0963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t7A_XGWFH5k/TgviHIcwuXI/AAAAAAAAEtw/yTZQQpKA1g0/s320/IMG_0963.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623837171857275250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Smelly came to visit too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WY8ikEjQDLI/Tgvd--zwtyI/AAAAAAAAEtQ/fh4kFPJ2-fc/s1600/IMG_0968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WY8ikEjQDLI/Tgvd--zwtyI/AAAAAAAAEtQ/fh4kFPJ2-fc/s320/IMG_0968.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623832633783924514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, I managed to catch the very beautiful sunset in Sepang right when the entire event ended. I felt so lucky at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, that concluded my entire weekend back then. The whole routine of waking up at 5am (on a bloody weekend!) and only sleeping around 12am for three consecutive days. Not complaining though. It was a great experience anyone could have at this age and I'm happy that I managed to be exposed to events as such. It's really different from attending the race for the fun of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, a vain self pic to conclude the post :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j5Q_IW-dNlM/Tgvd_QUN_LI/AAAAAAAAEtY/cbMvROyK2wQ/s1600/IMG_0879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j5Q_IW-dNlM/Tgvd_QUN_LI/AAAAAAAAEtY/cbMvROyK2wQ/s320/IMG_0879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623832638483463346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-6907589168071262435?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/6907589168071262435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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font-family: times new roman;"&gt;We're both sick and tired but we can't look back anymore,&lt;br /&gt;Both hearts lost,&lt;br /&gt;And no words could save anything already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;亲爱的, 为什么?&lt;br /&gt;也许你也不懂&lt;br /&gt;两个相爱的人等着对方先说想分开的理由.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Love, tell me why.&lt;br /&gt;But maybe you might not know why either.&lt;br /&gt;The reason why two lovers are waiting for each other to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谁还记得爱情开始变化的时候?&lt;br /&gt;我和你的眼中看见了不同的天空&lt;br /&gt;走得太远终于走到分岔路的路口&lt;br /&gt;是不是你和我要有两个相反的梦?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Who'd still remember when did love started to change?&lt;br /&gt;We started to see a different sky in our eyes.&lt;br /&gt;We moved too far and now we're at the intersection&lt;br /&gt;Is it that both of us have to have opposite dreams?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;我和你手牵手说要一起走到最后...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;We promised that we'd hold hands and walk till the very end.&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/31532882-5148629355100964943?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/5148629355100964943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=5148629355100964943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/5148629355100964943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/5148629355100964943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_27.html' title='记得.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-4441001546845563175</id><published>2011-06-22T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T11:01:11.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Dosages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>So many things were left unsaid, it's hard to let you go.</title><content type='html'>忠诚.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;简简单单的两个字, 含义却那么重.&lt;br /&gt;至少对我是.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感情就像纯白的一张纸.&lt;br /&gt;一开始时干干净净.&lt;br /&gt;时间久了, 伤痕多了, 也多了眼泪的痕迹.&lt;br /&gt;互相相爱到互相伤害&lt;br /&gt;到最后谁又会记得当初的美好?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感情, 就是这样.&lt;br /&gt;既美丽又凄美.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人说失去了才懂得珍惜.&lt;br /&gt;可是我更加认同人不是不懂得珍惜,&lt;br /&gt;只是拥有时觉得不可能有一天会失去&lt;br /&gt;所以选择不珍惜.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人说如果跟某人有缘分的话&lt;br /&gt;就算现在不能在一起&lt;br /&gt;以后总有一天是会在一起的.&lt;br /&gt;这句话, 足够让我相信吗?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果能让我们在读Taylor's时就认识,&lt;br /&gt;或许结果会不一样.&lt;br /&gt;如果能让我们在几年后才认识,&lt;br /&gt;或许结果也会不一样.&lt;br /&gt;可是为什么偏偏让我们在这时相识?&lt;br /&gt;也许只能说一句天意弄人吧.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放手, 我做到吗?&lt;br /&gt;潇洒两个字离我很远, 该怎么办?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;你曾是我吻过, 我爱过也伤过&lt;br /&gt;拥有过却错过的情人&lt;br /&gt;你吻过, 你爱过也恨过&lt;br /&gt;拥抱过却犯错的情人.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;非要等到爱远走分两头&lt;br /&gt;才知道多不舍你走&lt;br /&gt;才知道谁都怕寂寞.&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/31532882-4441001546845563175?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/4441001546845563175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=4441001546845563175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/4441001546845563175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/4441001546845563175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/06/so-many-things-were-left-unsaid-its.html' title='So many things were left unsaid, it&apos;s hard to let you go.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-4469376092865655374</id><published>2011-06-20T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T15:53:04.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;For all we know, we might not have tomorrow...&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/31532882-4469376092865655374?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/4469376092865655374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=4469376092865655374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/4469376092865655374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/4469376092865655374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/06/for-all-we-know-we-might-not-have.html' title=''/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-6467614478567272462</id><published>2011-06-13T14:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T14:24:26.193+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>咖啡.</title><content type='html'>一场失败的爱情像个笑话&lt;br /&gt;热的时候心乱如麻&lt;br /&gt;冷了以后看见自己够傻&lt;br /&gt;人怎么会如此容易无法自拔?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一场无味的爱情像个谎话&lt;br /&gt;甜的时候只相信它&lt;br /&gt;苦了以后每一句都可怕&lt;br /&gt;人怎么如此难以了无牵挂?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-6467614478567272462?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/6467614478567272462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=6467614478567272462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/6467614478567272462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/6467614478567272462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_13.html' title='咖啡.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-2792202772954545715</id><published>2011-06-09T11:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T11:31:28.952+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><title type='text'>安静.</title><content type='html'>Speechless. Have been looping this song the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0-z9qrCUdcQ" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;安静 by Jay Chou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说你也会难过我不相信&lt;br /&gt;牵着你陪着我也只是曾经&lt;br /&gt;希望他是真的比我还要爱你&lt;br /&gt;我才会逼我自己离开.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't believe when you said you'll be upset too&lt;br /&gt;Holding you and having you by my side has now become the past.&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that he will love you much more than I do&lt;br /&gt;Then only I'll force myself out of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你要我说多难堪, 我根本不想分开&lt;br /&gt;为什么还要我用微笑来带过?&lt;br /&gt;我没有这种天份, 包容你也接受他&lt;br /&gt;不用担心地太多, 我会一直好好过.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;How do you want me to be? I don't even want to part.&lt;br /&gt;Why must you still want me to leave with a smile?&lt;br /&gt;I am not talented enough,&lt;br /&gt;To accept that you have him too.&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry too much about me, I'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你已经远远离开, 我也会慢慢走开&lt;br /&gt;为什么我连分开都迁就着你?&lt;br /&gt;我真的没有天份, 安静得没这么快&lt;br /&gt;我会学着放弃你&lt;br /&gt;是因为我太爱你.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;You're walking further away and I'll slowly walk away too.&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that I still listen to you when we part?&lt;br /&gt;I am really not talented enough.&lt;br /&gt;I will learn to slowly let you go,&lt;br /&gt;That's because I love you too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kill me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-2792202772954545715?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/2792202772954545715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=2792202772954545715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/2792202772954545715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/2792202772954545715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_09.html' title='安静.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/0-z9qrCUdcQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-1375036412439715277</id><published>2011-06-07T11:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T11:17:59.051+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>至少不再让你离我而去.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f5bW-exkMo4/Te2VtBSpy2I/AAAAAAAAEro/QVIbhYQQ-H8/s1600/z217953481_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f5bW-exkMo4/Te2VtBSpy2I/AAAAAAAAEro/QVIbhYQQ-H8/s400/z217953481_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615308911074200418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;"试着抱你在怀里&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;羞怯的脸带有一点稚气.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;试着让故事继续&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;分散时间的注意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;这样挽留不知还来不来得及&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;想回到过去.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-1375036412439715277?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/1375036412439715277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=1375036412439715277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/1375036412439715277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/1375036412439715277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title='至少不再让你离我而去.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f5bW-exkMo4/Te2VtBSpy2I/AAAAAAAAEro/QVIbhYQQ-H8/s72-c/z217953481_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-3222449857862815673</id><published>2011-06-03T14:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T14:08:01.018+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Dosages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><title type='text'>Day 20: A Song You Listen To When You're Angry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/r0U0AlLVqpk" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Welcome To My Life by Simple Plan&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/31532882-3222449857862815673?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/3222449857862815673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=3222449857862815673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/3222449857862815673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/3222449857862815673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-20-song-you-listen-to-when-youre.html' title='Day 20: A Song You Listen To When You&apos;re Angry'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/r0U0AlLVqpk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-191542449102565266</id><published>2011-06-02T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T14:04:00.398+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Dosages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><title type='text'>Day 19: A Song From Your Favourite Album.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RU-F6sPQ08A" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;发如雪 by Jay Chou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All time favourite song. All fucking time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-191542449102565266?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/191542449102565266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=191542449102565266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/191542449102565266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/191542449102565266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-19-song-from-your-favourite-album.html' title='Day 19: A Song From Your Favourite Album.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/RU-F6sPQ08A/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-593824194661396652</id><published>2011-06-01T10:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T10:56:50.598+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Too Vain For The Eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Dosages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sue Us'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>Keep on dancing till the world ends.</title><content type='html'>After a long long hiatus from my partying days, finally popped to Zouk for Jee King's big day with a few more friends, and his missus of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at Delicious, Bangsar before heading over to Zouk with the Smelly too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kZa7I2-opQo/TeWkV4WoK3I/AAAAAAAAEq8/a9GiUMgmnBE/s1600/250780_10150263504586293_572556292_9320754_1976735_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kZa7I2-opQo/TeWkV4WoK3I/AAAAAAAAEq8/a9GiUMgmnBE/s320/250780_10150263504586293_572556292_9320754_1976735_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613073206398692210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birthday boy with the lala pose wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The durian cake was so awesome! But we couldn't have too much in case we smell horrible in the club later ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f-IfnvZNplk/TeWkWPUqx0I/AAAAAAAAErM/4S9evnLrbJI/s1600/254363_10150263505446293_572556292_9320762_425354_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f-IfnvZNplk/TeWkWPUqx0I/AAAAAAAAErM/4S9evnLrbJI/s320/254363_10150263505446293_572556292_9320762_425354_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613073212564490050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The King of the day and his missus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ct_fSYI7lx4/TeWkWXh-ppI/AAAAAAAAErU/TInBMaEq2S4/s1600/254541_10150263506991293_572556292_9320776_6876583_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ct_fSYI7lx4/TeWkWXh-ppI/AAAAAAAAErU/TInBMaEq2S4/s320/254541_10150263506991293_572556292_9320776_6876583_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613073214767802002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Smelly :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4OAs8mOjhI/TeWkVq5xFEI/AAAAAAAAEq0/J8M-Su_SEWQ/s1600/249218_10150263508611293_572556292_9320789_4072996_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4OAs8mOjhI/TeWkVq5xFEI/AAAAAAAAEq0/J8M-Su_SEWQ/s320/249218_10150263508611293_572556292_9320789_4072996_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613073202787980354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Zouk with the rest of the group!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without the birthday boy. Reason being he was constantly missing from the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M21_6yqrksA/TeWkWMY8VlI/AAAAAAAAErE/iYUiQJjR6vM/s1600/252115_10150263507806293_572556292_9320781_922872_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M21_6yqrksA/TeWkWMY8VlI/AAAAAAAAErE/iYUiQJjR6vM/s320/252115_10150263507806293_572556292_9320781_922872_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613073211777111634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the buddy! :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not many pictures were taken and all were taken using my phone, which explains the bad quality. And as for the last picture, vain self pic of yours truly :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8wjCznEKJyw/TeWkiY03wyI/AAAAAAAAErc/j2Yb8lv5J44/s1600/254610_10150263506846293_572556292_9320775_8368142_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8wjCznEKJyw/TeWkiY03wyI/AAAAAAAAErc/j2Yb8lv5J44/s320/254610_10150263506846293_572556292_9320775_8368142_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613073421273908002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the lack of words. I'm too lazy to type anything :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-593824194661396652?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/593824194661396652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=593824194661396652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/593824194661396652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/593824194661396652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/06/keep-on-dancing-till-world-ends.html' title='Keep on dancing till the world ends.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kZa7I2-opQo/TeWkV4WoK3I/AAAAAAAAEq8/a9GiUMgmnBE/s72-c/250780_10150263504586293_572556292_9320754_1976735_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-8847530773321527128</id><published>2011-06-01T09:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T09:31:00.441+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Dosages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><title type='text'>Day 18: A Song You Wish You Heard On The Radio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LPT8gqmcqlk" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Always Be My Baby by David Cook&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/31532882-8847530773321527128?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/8847530773321527128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=8847530773321527128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/8847530773321527128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/8847530773321527128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-18-song-you-wish-you-heard-on-radio.html' title='Day 18: A Song You Wish You Heard On The Radio'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/LPT8gqmcqlk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-831610435290397571</id><published>2011-05-31T09:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T09:29:00.910+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Dosages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><title type='text'>Day 17: A Song That You Hear Often On The Radio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/k-ImCpNqbJw" allowfullscreen="" width="560" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Coming Home by Diddy Dirty Money ft. Skylar Grey&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/31532882-831610435290397571?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/831610435290397571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=831610435290397571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/831610435290397571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/831610435290397571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-17-song-that-you-hear-often-on.html' title='Day 17: A Song That You Hear Often On The Radio'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/k-ImCpNqbJw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-7210374990119161877</id><published>2011-05-30T09:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T09:29:33.289+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Dosages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><title type='text'>Day 16: A Song You Used To Love But Now You Hate</title><content type='html'>Bloody sick of this song hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/DyvU3RgXXjs" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;童话 by 光良&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/31532882-7210374990119161877?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/7210374990119161877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=7210374990119161877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/7210374990119161877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/7210374990119161877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-16-song-you-used-to-love-but-now.html' title='Day 16: A Song You Used To Love But Now You Hate'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/DyvU3RgXXjs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-5768767792240415447</id><published>2011-05-29T15:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T16:43:08.172+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>不能握的手从此匿名的朋友.</title><content type='html'>This is hard, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;遗憾或后悔, 两者之间该怎么选择?&lt;br /&gt;这...算是背叛吗?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只可是我又有什么资格说「遗憾」?&lt;br /&gt;遗憾的是没有早点遇见你吗?&lt;br /&gt;还是遗憾我们就次划下句点?&lt;br /&gt;那晚仅剩那么一点的理智,&lt;br /&gt;我们又能把持多久?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;后悔, 是后悔没有把你捉紧&lt;br /&gt;还是害怕失去了他的后悔?&lt;br /&gt;选择遗憾就不会有后悔.&lt;br /&gt;可是, 说真的... 我不知道该怎么办.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;算了.&lt;br /&gt;就写到这吧.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-5768767792240415447?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/5768767792240415447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=5768767792240415447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/5768767792240415447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/5768767792240415447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title='不能握的手从此匿名的朋友.'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-4857380037147404730</id><published>2011-05-29T11:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T11:24:00.172+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Dosages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><title type='text'>Day 15: A Song That Describes You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/h8GUCQQZS64" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Reflection by Christina Aguilera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-4857380037147404730?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/4857380037147404730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=4857380037147404730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/4857380037147404730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/4857380037147404730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-15-song-that-describes-you.html' title='Day 15: A Song That Describes You'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/h8GUCQQZS64/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-6463889570991343601</id><published>2011-05-28T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T11:17:00.468+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Dosages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><title type='text'>Day 14: A Song That No One Would Expect You To Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kXYiU_JCYtU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Numb by Linkin Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-6463889570991343601?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/6463889570991343601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=6463889570991343601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/6463889570991343601'/><link rel='self' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Dosages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><title type='text'>Day 13: A Song That Is A Guilty Pleasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8mGBaXPlri8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;All The Things She Said by t.A.T.u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-2068439161557626138?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/2068439161557626138/comments/default' title='Post 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url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8mGBaXPlri8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-1202493368902995509</id><published>2011-05-26T11:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T11:13:00.336+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Dosages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><title type='text'>Day 12: A Song From The Band You Hate</title><content type='html'>Hmmm... good question. Which band do I actually hate? Ah, I know. I just generally dislike them.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/UgNJD4KMi8s" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Love Bug by Jonas Brothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-1202493368902995509?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/1202493368902995509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=1202493368902995509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/1202493368902995509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/1202493368902995509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-12-song-from-band-you-hate.html' title='Day 12: A Song From The Band You Hate'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/UgNJD4KMi8s/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-2512939505478096873</id><published>2011-05-25T11:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T11:11:00.158+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Dosages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><title type='text'>Day 11: A Song From Your Favourite Band</title><content type='html'>Oh shit. I don't have a favourite band. So can I just post a song I like from any band? Heh.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1kz6hNDlEEg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;That's What You Get by Paramore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-2512939505478096873?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/2512939505478096873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=2512939505478096873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/2512939505478096873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/2512939505478096873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-11-song-from-your-favourite-band.html' title='Day 11: A Song From Your Favourite Band'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/1kz6hNDlEEg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-3394182419679830527</id><published>2011-05-25T09:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T09:19:45.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>Someday You Will Be Loved</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial;font-size:13px;"  &gt;I once knew a girl i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial;font-size:13px;"  &gt;n the years of my youth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial;font-size:13px;"  &gt;With eyes like the summer&lt;br /&gt;All beauty and truth&lt;br /&gt;In the morning I fled&lt;br /&gt;Left a note and it read&lt;br /&gt;Someday you will be loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I cannot pretend that I felt any regret&lt;br /&gt;Cause each broken heart will eventually mend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the blood runs red down the needle and thread&lt;br /&gt;Someday you will be loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll be loved you'll be loved&lt;br /&gt;Like you never have known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The memories of me&lt;br /&gt;Will seem more like bad dreams&lt;br /&gt;Just a series of blurs&lt;br /&gt;Like I never occurred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday you will be loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial;font-size:13px;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial;font-size:13px;"  &gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;You may feel alone when you're falling asleep&lt;br /&gt;And everytime tears roll down your cheeks&lt;br /&gt;But I know your heart belongs to someone you've yet to meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday you will be loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial;font-size:13px;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- Someday You Will Be Loved by Death Cab For Cutie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Accidentally came across this song on the net. Ah, nostalgic. I can't deny that there was this weird feeling inside of me which I can't put into words when I first saw the lyrics to this song. Time flies. It's been that long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;To all those who's once have their heart brokened. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-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/31532882-3394182419679830527?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/3394182419679830527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=3394182419679830527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/3394182419679830527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/3394182419679830527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/05/someday-you-will-be-loved.html' title='Someday You Will Be Loved'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-5792694039565163533</id><published>2011-05-24T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T16:21:00.326+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Dosages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><title type='text'>Day 10: A Song That Makes You Sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/A_yV0F9m9qk" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Cuppycake Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This song is too cute!! Like a lullaby.&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/31532882-5792694039565163533?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/5792694039565163533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=5792694039565163533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/5792694039565163533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/5792694039565163533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-10-song-that-makes-you-sleep.html' title='Day 10: A Song That Makes You Sleep'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/A_yV0F9m9qk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-8322108439395335799</id><published>2011-05-23T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T16:16:00.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Dosages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><title type='text'>Day 9: A Song You Can Dance To</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/w4s6H4ku6ZY" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Like A G6 by Far East Movement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-8322108439395335799?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/8322108439395335799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=8322108439395335799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/8322108439395335799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/8322108439395335799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-9-song-you-can-dance-to.html' title='Day 9: A Song You Can Dance To'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/w4s6H4ku6ZY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-6791856799543722568</id><published>2011-05-22T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T16:14:00.041+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Dosages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><title type='text'>Day 8: A Song That You Know All The Words To</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Vxol7cCqt8U" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I Don't Wanna Miss A Thing by Aerosmith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A classic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-6791856799543722568?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/6791856799543722568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=6791856799543722568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/6791856799543722568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/6791856799543722568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-8-song-that-you-know-all-words-to_22.html' title='Day 8: A Song That You Know All The Words To'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Vxol7cCqt8U/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-3727297363213856579</id><published>2011-05-21T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T16:06:00.443+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Dosages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><title type='text'>Day 7: A Song That Reminds You Of A Certain Event</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xuaNnM1bh8A" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Hatin' On The Club by Rihanna ft. The Dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zouk @11/4/2009.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-3727297363213856579?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/3727297363213856579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=3727297363213856579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/3727297363213856579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/3727297363213856579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-7-song-that-reminds-you-of-certain_21.html' title='Day 7: A Song That Reminds You Of A Certain Event'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/xuaNnM1bh8A/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-3042492703238133494</id><published>2011-05-20T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T16:01:00.242+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Dosages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><title type='text'>Day 6: A Song That Reminds You Of Somewhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/bESGLojNYSo" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Pokerface by Lady Gaga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore with the Cousin! A very memorable song till now, due to unforeseen circumstances one fine night in Sg hahaha. Can never forget that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-3042492703238133494?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/3042492703238133494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=3042492703238133494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/3042492703238133494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/3042492703238133494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-6-song-that-reminds-you-of.html' title='Day 6: A Song That Reminds You Of Somewhere'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/bESGLojNYSo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-3487948088649483615</id><published>2011-05-19T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T15:54:00.503+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Dosages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><title type='text'>Day 5: A Song That Reminds You Of Someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/AW3RspM7v9M" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Two Is Better Than One by Boys Like Girls ft. Taylor Swift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, definitely :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-3487948088649483615?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/3487948088649483615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=3487948088649483615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/3487948088649483615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/3487948088649483615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-5-song-that-reminds-you-of-someone.html' title='Day 5: A Song That Reminds You Of Someone'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/AW3RspM7v9M/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-7282285565571094369</id><published>2011-05-18T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T15:47:00.350+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Dosages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><title type='text'>Day 4: A Song That Makes You Sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HOsiSE_JTOM" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Let Go by m-flo loves yoshika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never fails to bring a stinging pain to my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-7282285565571094369?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/7282285565571094369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=7282285565571094369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/7282285565571094369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/7282285565571094369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-4-song-that-makes-you-sad.html' title='Day 4: A Song That Makes You Sad'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/HOsiSE_JTOM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31532882.post-7103440828358926379</id><published>2011-05-17T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T15:39:00.598+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Dosages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess Listens To...'/><title type='text'>Day 3: A Song That Makes You Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KDKva-s_khY" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;If We Ever Meet Again by Timbaland ft. Katy Perry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the happiest times I've had in some time. Back when partying was a daily routine with my loves. It wasn't the partying that was enjoyable. It was the great company and laughter which accompanied the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song never fails to remind me of them. My partners in crime, regardless whether in class, or outside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31532882-7103440828358926379?l=princesskamen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/feeds/7103440828358926379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31532882&amp;postID=7103440828358926379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/7103440828358926379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31532882/posts/default/7103440828358926379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskamen.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-3-song-that-makes-you-happy.html' title='Day 3: A Song That Makes You Happy'/><author><name>princessKamen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264467789128051856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LLSqLjJmeBQ/SnLh4MNA6KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/15PxV6GY350/S220/P6261746.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/KDKva-s_khY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
