<?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-8760059428988124151</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:37:04.888-08:00</updated><category term='the end.'/><category term='total randomness'/><category term='passion'/><category term='happy emo:):('/><category term='recovering'/><category term='hb'/><category term='randoms'/><category term='boo s.'/><category term='disappointed'/><category term='emo love'/><title type='text'>sugarrush</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andithurtss.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>In my hand&lt;br /&gt;I hold my knife&lt;br /&gt;With a flick of my wrist&lt;br /&gt;I can end my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I press it against my throat&lt;br /&gt;The metal is very cold&lt;br /&gt;If I die right now&lt;br /&gt;I won't die old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think about my memories&lt;br /&gt;The good times and the bad&lt;br /&gt;Hardly any good times&lt;br /&gt;Which makes me sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slide the knife across my neck&lt;br /&gt;And all I see is red&lt;br /&gt;The blood dripping down&lt;br /&gt;I fall to the ground, dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahss sorry for the sad poem&lt;br /&gt;again&lt;br /&gt;but ii really like the third para.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um ya so this is gonna be my last post.&lt;br /&gt;too many tears.&lt;br /&gt;too many hurt faces.&lt;br /&gt;too many broken hearts.&lt;br /&gt;its too much to handle.&lt;br /&gt;so its over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya ii am sorry for all those people ii have hurt through my post&lt;br /&gt;iim sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii noe my apology is not gonna help so&lt;br /&gt;fine go ahead and shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya ii maybe back&lt;br /&gt;someday&lt;br /&gt;but that depends on wether ii can learn to control myself.&lt;br /&gt;iim too rash .&lt;br /&gt;you say its better to rite wats on my mind then bottle it up.&lt;br /&gt;but there are somethings better left unsaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iim sorry.&lt;br /&gt;ii screw up alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;                    &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;   her fingers spoke for the last time at 2240&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/8760059428988124151-8477632214493952564?l=andithurtss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760059428988124151.post-3801250839389515597</id><published>2008-05-03T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T07:31:50.376-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recovering'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;One Mistake, That's All It Takes To Ruin a Friendship&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look into those eyes that done you so wrong&lt;br /&gt;You wanted revenge for oh so long&lt;br /&gt;She was that darling that stole his kiss&lt;br /&gt;She was that darling that only wanted bliss&lt;br /&gt;He was yours but no longer anymore&lt;br /&gt;She didn't mean no harm, it was love in her core&lt;br /&gt;You have that blade in your mind and in soulIt burned like flames heated by cole&lt;br /&gt;Scratch up your face with those bloody fingernails&lt;br /&gt;And drop remaining blood onto some mail&lt;br /&gt;Send her that message of love and hate,&lt;br /&gt;That you're afraid that you're going to lose your mate&lt;br /&gt;Everyone around that watched this play from the start,&lt;br /&gt;They only wish you would think twice, after all you're smart&lt;br /&gt;Still even though she was your best friend and love&lt;br /&gt;You automatically forgot that she is an innocent dove&lt;br /&gt;Trying to bring her down with hateful words&lt;br /&gt;She still stands up tall wanting to fly free like a bird&lt;br /&gt;Her soul is so strong even though she has tears in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;You have no regret and you never asked why&lt;br /&gt;You think she has fallen&lt;br /&gt;After all you can't see if she has fallen&lt;br /&gt;She is so far away that you could never see&lt;br /&gt;Baby girl, was letting a guy ruin your friendship worth it?&lt;br /&gt;Now all you want to do is spitinto that poor lost friend's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;She never meant any harm to youI guess you'll never realize what she ever meant to you&lt;br /&gt;One mistake she made,&lt;br /&gt;A big one indeed&lt;br /&gt;She would have changed what she did if anyone gave&lt;br /&gt;Still with all the sorrys she bleed out to you,&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many time she silt her wrist to show you&lt;br /&gt;All she wanted to do was show you how much she still cared&lt;br /&gt;How after all this she is still scared&lt;br /&gt;No matter what she does she'll never get you again&lt;br /&gt;After all you lost a best friendShe made a mistake and now you still have him&lt;br /&gt;That's worth enough to make a new kind of sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blahs emo poem is back.&lt;br /&gt;ksx this is how ii feel now&lt;br /&gt;someone ii thot was my friend jux stabbed me like repeatedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello you want to tok behind my back&lt;br /&gt;FINE&lt;br /&gt;but hello do you not realise ii am within hearing distance.&lt;br /&gt;its damn obvious that you are tokin about me ++ you tok like dmn frkin loud&lt;br /&gt;GAWDD get a life luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you spend like the wholde day pissd off at me&lt;br /&gt;bcos you think you are so dmn frkin grt.&lt;br /&gt;that ii write all my posts abt you.&lt;br /&gt;HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;much better things to do&lt;br /&gt;SO&lt;br /&gt;STOP BEING SO EFFING PARANOID&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for wat u were saying.&lt;br /&gt;you think she is your bf you are protecting her.&lt;br /&gt;hello how long do you noe her. 5 mths.&lt;br /&gt;ii noe her for 2 yrs ++ now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii noe u think ii am a bitch&lt;br /&gt;but ii dont diss my frnds&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;ii dont have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw ii noe u are like prob rding this &amp;amp; going&lt;br /&gt;walao u tok so much dont want to approach me n  tok face to face/&lt;br /&gt;well ii was tokin to u tat dae abt my posts.&lt;br /&gt;u didnt ask me anything abt it&lt;br /&gt;u jumped to a conclusion&lt;br /&gt;uu went to tok to her. dmn luh u think u are so grt protecting her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ksx so yy am iii so pssd&lt;br /&gt;bcos its like u  a re tryin to break up our friendship&lt;br /&gt;fine u mb closer to her&lt;br /&gt;but still.&lt;br /&gt;ask ok dont jump to conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayss you hurt me two times too many.&lt;br /&gt;its over .&lt;br /&gt;iim not gonna fight with u or wat crap&lt;br /&gt;jux stay away frm me nn iii can live my life happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;MANU4 other team1&lt;br /&gt;yay ronaldo scored TWICE&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still dare tell me hes not a gd player.&lt;br /&gt;:) pfa footballer of the year.&lt;br /&gt;40 goals so far this season.&lt;br /&gt;+the cver pg of my file &amp;amp;heartt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat nani did todae was like effing stupidd&lt;br /&gt;but still the neil shud have got booked for falling for a light butt.&lt;br /&gt;hello DRAMA MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still it was a gd match.&lt;br /&gt;there was no threat for them 2nd half onwards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii miss huimin &amp;amp; val&lt;br /&gt;bahss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya thanks jeddi for toking to me tat dae&lt;br /&gt;rmb u dont owe her anything&lt;br /&gt;if its not coming frm the heartt u shudnt do it&lt;br /&gt;ksx:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yah my posts have been quite frky to some of you&lt;br /&gt;sorry ksx.&lt;br /&gt;ii need to get the steam outt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe someday ii should go find khadija.&lt;br /&gt;ii need help.&lt;br /&gt;but jedii and lisa are quite gd too.&lt;br /&gt;that dae ii toked to some ppl too . didnt hlp.&lt;br /&gt;so thks jedii for fridae.&lt;br /&gt;ii feel more confident and better now&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe one day ii will come with a happy poem and happy post&lt;br /&gt;till that day comes plss bare with me:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;                                    &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;     her fingers spoke at 2228&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/8760059428988124151-3801250839389515597?l=andithurtss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andithurtss.blogspot.com/feeds/3801250839389515597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8760059428988124151&amp;postID=3801250839389515597' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='html'>ii was happy wen ii came online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now after reading a certain someones blog my mood totally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so pissed off larhx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like hello wats up with you liverpool fans (xcept nice mag)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do yall hate man u soo much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like hello shudnt youall be hating chelsea or someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why manuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say jealousy may turn into hate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw you larh s...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you think u and ur liverpool so damn frkin great isit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like pls luh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'if man u can beat barca'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not impossible k. like wats ur prob luh. u support liverpool rite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then save ur dissing for the team that plays against pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not man u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawdd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u better stay away frm me at school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or you are like seriously gonna get it from me luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw this certain loser only like started watching football wen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two mths ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she prob dosent even noe wats offside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if you are only supporting for like the sake of some crap. or to fit in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you like pls effing shaddup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwayy for all the pool supporters out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii jux watched the match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chelsea as per usual played dirrty and won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they didnt deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there shdnt have been a penalty. or he shud have given liverpool a penalty for another tackle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniway ii thot liverpool should have won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this coming from a man u supporter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; you liverpool supporters can come up to me and say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh todae man u playing barca ii hope barca win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw you luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii understand if liverpool vs manu then you sae ii hope liverpool win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you hear me saying ii hope chelsea beat liverpool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO RITE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then why do you have to come up to me and piss me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may say watever now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its getting really irritating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the nxt person who does this to me is gonna get hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;ii can frkin predict who tat idiot is gonna be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps (the liverpool fans thing is like only applying to this loser called s and some otherss)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya heres a pic of wat ii wore yset:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Wjl4DWpa1Ko/SBnb1Tk3UcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ag7QHA6rkZU/s1600-h/CIMG0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195425353983021506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Wjl4DWpa1Ko/SBnb1Tk3UcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ag7QHA6rkZU/s320/CIMG0144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pluss my bangless:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah its was fun luh to see soo many ppl. &amp;amp; ii thot priya akka looked superr pretty.&lt;br /&gt;xcept for the part wen someone came up to me and told me my turn would be soon&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; ii was like huh????&lt;br /&gt;hello ii am like 15. then she went well u all grow up fast.&lt;br /&gt;painfull smilee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no emo peom todae.&lt;br /&gt;ii too lazy to find.&lt;br /&gt;bahss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;                                                                                                                                                &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;  her finger spoke at 2309&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/8760059428988124151-8346005819270831293?l=andithurtss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andithurtss.blogspot.com/feeds/8346005819270831293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8760059428988124151&amp;postID=8346005819270831293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760059428988124151/posts/default/8346005819270831293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760059428988124151/posts/default/8346005819270831293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andithurtss.blogspot.com/2008/05/ii-was-happy-wen-ii-came-online-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Anusha K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513869277769289714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Wjl4DWpa1Ko/SBnb1Tk3UcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ag7QHA6rkZU/s72-c/CIMG0144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760059428988124151.post-8835366123680574042</id><published>2008-04-30T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T08:04:21.061-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disappointed'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I sit here, watching her cry,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wondering if theres anything compared to her pain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know that there is nothing I can do,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She wont ever again be the same.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How could you break her heart,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Knowing that shell suffer beyond belief?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You were her water and air,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now shes suffocating with no relief.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You left her in a state of misery,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With no one there to wipe her tears.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She struggles to regain her dignity,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;While everyone just points and jeers. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all you do is sit there,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Watching her make the same mistakes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She doesnt care about anything anymore,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shes let her life come to and end and break.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is nothing anyone can do about it,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shes broken beyond repair.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Theres nothing left to her anymore,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No other disappointment can compare.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even if you feel remorse for your mistake, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You cant take back what youve already done.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She doesnt hate who you really are,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She hates who youve become.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She feels like shes felt this pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Too many times before.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But this time it feels more real,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It feels like its from the core.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her heart is aching,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For someone to stitch it back together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For someone who will hold it there,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And keep it there forever. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But she knows that shes been broken too many times,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And not been fixed enough.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She knows everyone can see through her mask,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No matter how hard she tries to be tough.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So as you go on with your life,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember all the pain youve caused.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember all the hearts youve torn apart,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One that is forever lost. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ii really lovedd y0u.♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but you only lovedd yourelf.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii may smile infront of you&lt;br /&gt;but you dont noe how much my heart has achedd since we screwedd up&lt;br /&gt;ii made a mistake&lt;br /&gt;but what you did was intentional&lt;br /&gt;we apologized.&lt;br /&gt;but can we ever go back....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn ii really screw up sometimes. (most of the times)&lt;br /&gt;why is anusha so complacent&lt;br /&gt;sometime ii feel like killing anusha.&lt;br /&gt;screwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii screwedd bio test&lt;br /&gt;ii feel like shit.&lt;br /&gt;tears were like flowing to my eyes when ii saw my marks.&lt;br /&gt;ii felt like slapping myslef.&lt;br /&gt;SEE ANUSHA THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR BEING COMPLACENT&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;like the whole class did so well&lt;br /&gt;ii bet no one failedd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii dont think ii can go tell my mum my marks.&lt;br /&gt;she still dosent noe my 2nd physics test.&lt;br /&gt;ii really dunnoe wat to do. ii have disappointed her so many times&lt;br /&gt;jux when she toldd me she was proud that ii did well lst yr&lt;br /&gt;ii had to go and screw up my tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya thankyouss lisa and jedii&lt;br /&gt;for trying to cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;ii was like crying, then lisa came in and started being crappy&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;soon ii started laffing.&lt;br /&gt;but its like no matter how much ii smile or laff on the outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it achess like hell in side.&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are burning.&lt;br /&gt;my mouth keeps on puckering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy married life&lt;br /&gt;priya akka.&lt;br /&gt;actually she got married like weeks ago in india&lt;br /&gt;todae was the dinner&lt;br /&gt;in temple.&lt;br /&gt;the nan was nice, so was the kesari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii didnt bring my specs so everything was like a blur.&lt;br /&gt;ii thot all the akkas look very pwetty.&lt;br /&gt;ii wore this white chudi with chudi pants (like skinny jeans)&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;ii kept on getting scolded by my dad at home&lt;br /&gt;cos ii was leaving my makeup all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;then he was like commenting on my hair.&lt;br /&gt;he was like eh dont pin ur fringe.&lt;br /&gt;1day ago....&lt;br /&gt;daddi: aiyoo pin up ur fringe luh. cannot see ur face. scaryy.&lt;br /&gt;cannot stand it&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that all the excitement is over&lt;br /&gt;ii got one dae to sleep. WATCH VALLAVAN (SIMBUUUU) &amp;amp; get my act together.&lt;br /&gt;ITS TIME TO WAKE UP ANUSHA.&lt;br /&gt;everyone is like so clever so frky.&lt;br /&gt;ppl who were like no where near me lst yr&lt;br /&gt;are like topping the class now&lt;br /&gt;WTF&lt;br /&gt;wakeup. its not too late.&lt;br /&gt;push them back to where they belong&lt;br /&gt;DOWN THERE.&lt;br /&gt;ii dont deserve this not after how hard ii worked last year.&lt;br /&gt;its not fair that you have tuition for everything but ii dont&lt;br /&gt;its not fair&lt;br /&gt;obvioulsy you are able to produce results.&lt;br /&gt;you frk. ii hate you for being able to like pay your way to the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii will get back.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;you will suffer.&lt;br /&gt;ii have woken up. ii may have fallen alot.&lt;br /&gt; but&lt;br /&gt;now its your turnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;btw ii am not targetting anyone luh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;well actually ii am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but jux pretend that ii am not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ii jux need to get the steam out of my headd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ii am like frkin pissed at life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;leave me . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dont comment that ii am eom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cos thats how ii wanna be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so if youall not happy then leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;do you see me holding your hand and refusing to let u leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;if ii dont vent my anger here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;will you let me vent my anger on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;damn luh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;let me be ksx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;jux leave me .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                   &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;   she got pissed off at 2303&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513869277769289714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760059428988124151.post-6920721886925035812</id><published>2008-04-28T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T07:26:09.393-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy emo:):('/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I plaster on this fake smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I'll fool everyone around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;They wont see the hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Seeing me with a frown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;No one understands this pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I'm in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;No one gets that I'm a good lier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;No one sees the real me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;How can you when I'm just a sin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I'll cover up the sorrow with make up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Pretend everything is ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You'll see that I look alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;This is, of course, the only way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You can't look past this smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Not deep down inside me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Not for another while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Lies and whispers is what I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Living life like its alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;No one shall no the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Look at me and you'll see this fake smile too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;gawdd this is how ii feel most of the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how long has it been since ii really smiled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when ii last saw you, when you last made me laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they only see the fake smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii put on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make them shut up.&lt;br /&gt;dont tell me to stop being emo.&lt;br /&gt;jux bcos ii feel tired &amp;amp; dont want to talk much dosent mean i am emo&lt;br /&gt;helloo. so irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaee ty minmin for understanding that ii was in pain todae&lt;br /&gt;unlike some other ppl who askd me why ii sooo emo&lt;br /&gt;hello. gawdd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ksx so ii have been instructed by ppl like pinkyy to stop being so emo&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; my only way to do that is to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blog about Ronaldo&amp;amp;manchesterunited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did not get what we deserved.&lt;br /&gt;its not fair how some teams are so lucky &amp;amp; can jux pull through every game through luck&lt;br /&gt;but let me jux sae&lt;br /&gt;since then the only english team up there is man u&lt;br /&gt;helloo. last time blackburn was like second.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; chelsea and aresenal were at the second half of the table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those with eyes who actually watched the manu chelsea match&lt;br /&gt;chelsea played dirtyy&lt;br /&gt;. drogba kicked vidic. kickedd&lt;br /&gt;. bllack jumped ontop of ronaldo&amp;amp; he was like frking huggin him&lt;br /&gt;unfair  ii want that to be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haii. aniwaes, its not the end&lt;br /&gt;unlike for clubs like liverpool who are out.&lt;br /&gt;its super irritates me&lt;br /&gt;liverpool fans.&lt;br /&gt;ii noe ppl like mag &amp;amp; minmin are like true liverpool soccer fans.&lt;br /&gt;but some ppl. some ppl only like liverpool cos its like the glamour club&lt;br /&gt;the jersey nice luh. the club name nice luh.&lt;br /&gt;gawdd bimbos like you ;ahem; are giving fans like us a bad name&lt;br /&gt;ii bet u dont even noe wats an offsied or ever kicked a ball&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; you act as if....&lt;br /&gt;damn larhx&lt;br /&gt;walao irritating.&lt;br /&gt;btw ii saw this bimbo todae.&lt;br /&gt;pissing. get a life luh, or go learn how to kick a ball. then call urself a fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah pinkyy ii shall blog smth funny for you&lt;br /&gt;ksx so todae min was like : eheheh wat was that guy's name ah. the hansum one who scored against manu for blackburn&lt;br /&gt;me: oh ya very hansum. but not ronaldo. haii&lt;br /&gt;thenn&lt;br /&gt;min: ii rmb. santa cruz, whoa&lt;br /&gt;natash: santa clauz. is santa clauz comin. yay. then she continues to do some lame duck dance.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya todae there was smth bout santa cruz in new paper&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;how manu wanna buy him&lt;br /&gt;yay:)&lt;br /&gt;ii think they should buy kaka:)&lt;br /&gt;yayyay.&lt;br /&gt;more eyecandyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy baked a cake.&lt;br /&gt;its nice.&lt;br /&gt;mb ii bring pinkyy some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todae ii scratched deandra&lt;br /&gt;cos she punchedme.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya my middle nail chipped but its still nice.&lt;br /&gt;rawrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                             &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; her fingers spoke at 2224&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/8760059428988124151-6920721886925035812?l=andithurtss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andithurtss.blogspot.com/feeds/6920721886925035812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8760059428988124151&amp;postID=6920721886925035812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760059428988124151/posts/default/6920721886925035812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760059428988124151/posts/default/6920721886925035812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andithurtss.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-plaster-on-this-fake-smile-ill-fool.html' title=''/><author><name>Anusha K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513869277769289714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760059428988124151.post-652265907362409005</id><published>2008-04-25T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T20:24:06.212-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passion'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Do see you see these tears?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Do you care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I just lie to get away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;From all the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;All the sorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I can't take it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It hurts so much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But what can you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Most people would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Say a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But it's not that easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;They don't see the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The sorrow we go through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It feels worse than death...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Far more worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But do you care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Do you see the lies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The fake smiles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Or do you think it's all real?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii jus edited the skin&lt;br /&gt;so now theres this emo poem scrllin on the bar&lt;br /&gt;btw&lt;br /&gt;ii cant change myself jux bcos u tell me to&lt;br /&gt;its not me&lt;br /&gt;ii can help if u dont like how ii am&lt;br /&gt;but deal with it&lt;br /&gt;cos ii am not changin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;om shanti om is todae&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;ii like cancelled tuition so ii can sit dwn n watch itt.&lt;br /&gt;funnfunn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii need to go shoppin&lt;br /&gt;majorly&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;watch movie&lt;br /&gt;todae is sorkalam finals&lt;br /&gt;two stupidd competitors.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;they ask me go support&lt;br /&gt;get real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nxt yr is syf&lt;br /&gt;ii really dunnoe wat to do.&lt;br /&gt;wats gonna happen after we leave.&lt;br /&gt;after the batch after us leaves,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get bronze.&lt;br /&gt;ii jux dont get it.&lt;br /&gt;infact ii dont even noe if ii wanna go syf&lt;br /&gt;theres no passion anymore.&lt;br /&gt;no happiness when ii ring.&lt;br /&gt;ii dunnoe whatss happening to me.&lt;br /&gt;ii miss pri sch hb.&lt;br /&gt;ii miss my old conductor.&lt;br /&gt;ii can wait to get this over with.&lt;br /&gt;lst yr ii thought my passion was growing.&lt;br /&gt;but its not.&lt;br /&gt;ii want to quit but ii cant.&lt;br /&gt;not after ii have commitedd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life shucks.&lt;br /&gt;where is the passion.&lt;br /&gt;ii only see compliance.&lt;br /&gt;if only ii had done it earlier.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;sangii : u picked the blog name for me luh. dumbo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;xp: hes hawtt ksx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;ii dont feel like typing anymore. ii reply the rest later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;she spoke at 1123&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/8760059428988124151-652265907362409005?l=andithurtss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andithurtss.blogspot.com/feeds/652265907362409005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8760059428988124151&amp;postID=652265907362409005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760059428988124151/posts/default/652265907362409005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760059428988124151/posts/default/652265907362409005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andithurtss.blogspot.com/2008/04/do-see-you-see-these-tears-do-you-care.html' title=''/><author><name>Anusha K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513869277769289714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760059428988124151.post-7400894184941926067</id><published>2008-04-23T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T07:39:01.670-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hb'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;omg btw american idol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;both the davids are singing songs ii played on hb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;soooo cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;its think about me &amp;amp; music of the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;soo cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;ii can jux immagin me playing my bells&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;in the nice part &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;cool sia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;                                               &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;she rang the bell a lil later at 2238&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/8760059428988124151-7400894184941926067?l=andithurtss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andithurtss.blogspot.com/feeds/7400894184941926067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8760059428988124151&amp;postID=7400894184941926067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760059428988124151/posts/default/7400894184941926067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760059428988124151/posts/default/7400894184941926067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andithurtss.blogspot.com/2008/04/omg-btw-american-idol-both-davids-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Anusha K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513869277769289714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760059428988124151.post-141302348850281861</id><published>2008-04-23T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T07:36:27.447-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;adai mazhai varum adhil nanaivoamae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;kuLir kaaychchaloadhu sila naeram oru poarvaikkuL iru thookkam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;kuLu kuLu poygaL solli enai velvaay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;adhu therindhum kooda anbae manam adhaiyaedhaan edhirpaarkkum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;engaeyum poagaamal dhinam veettilaeyae nee vaendum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;sila samayam viLaiyaattaay un aadaikkuL naan vaendum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;dhinam nee kuLiththadhum enaith thaedi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;en saelai nuniyaal undhan thalai thudaippaayae adhu kavidhai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;thirudan poal padhungiyae dhideer enru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;pinnaalirundhu enai nee aNaippaayae adhu kavidhai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;yaaraenum maNi kaettaal adhai sollak koodath theriyaadhae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;kaadhalenum mudivalieyil  gadigaara naeram kidaiyaadhae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;gawdd this song makes my heartt melt everytime ii hear it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its super nice&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;stuck in my head:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#996633;"&gt;you may thinks its over just because you said sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#996633;"&gt;but honn its far from over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#996633;"&gt;this is only the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#996633;"&gt;&amp;amp; its gonna hurt much harderr now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#996633;"&gt;you made me cry once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#996633;"&gt;ii am gonna make you cry forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#996633;"&gt;pain is temporary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#996633;"&gt;grudges held are forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                               &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;her heart cried at 2236&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8760059428988124151-141302348850281861?l=andithurtss.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760059428988124151.post-3377407830144690222</id><published>2008-04-21T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T07:44:44.427-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='total randomness'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The love I have is always fake,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wjl4DWpa1Ko/SAynDWN7bxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KtHby1FBqxA/s1600-h/i288963830_64884_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191708146396786450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wjl4DWpa1Ko/SAynDWN7bxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KtHby1FBqxA/s320/i288963830_64884_6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Full of happiness and promises that break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;So i need someone to hold me today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Will you be here to stay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;My dreams are no longer sweet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Their nightmares that make my heart weep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;(Although the night is young and dark-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Please take the keys and rip my heart).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I am isolated in your deceptive words,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Trying to scream but can't be heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Trapped with nowhere to go,&lt;a href="http://s284.photobucket.com/albums/ll11/k3ylime/?action=view&amp;amp;current=i288963830_64884_6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;This is the place i now call home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The voices mummer threw the walls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Silent shrieks echo the halls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;With guilty pleasures suffocating my head,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Everything i do is always mislead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I try to sleep in my dread,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Torn threw the seams you've ripped the thread.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I'll close my eyes and wait till tomorrow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hopefully it wont bring anymore sorrow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;thats how ii felt todae when my nail chipped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;torn apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;min still laff at me somemore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;haiix some ppl jux dont understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;only rezi went omg, so poor thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;yay rezii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;khadija pranked me todae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;gawdd ii feel so sotong-ified&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;hah she made me look at a two dollar note, find the boy who is eating ice cream ii lok look look cannot find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;then she sae oops he finish eating icecram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;aiyoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;btw she jux told me she got more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii dont feel emo todaee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii too tried to feel anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had like hb self prac fr frkin 2hrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg then finish lesson they sae slf prc ii was like gonna throw my bell at blur jiahui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawdd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then get on the bus. pack sia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stupid bus was stuck outside bendemeer sec for like thirty mins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii nearly fell asleep luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii ate angel spaghetti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although ii told kemei ii dont like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually ii dont like but got no choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii think parmesan cheese taste like vomit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we came up with a new farewell theme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dorothy ; omg so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah. thanks suhasini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii told sangii about that "hawtt" ri guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she like died laffin after she heard his"impressive" ex-es&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii frkd out wen rezii told me this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya ii lost 3kg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my way. on my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite happy that ii didnt gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ii shrank luh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii hvnt grown since p6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii put back the tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;cos it didnt make any sense why ii care what you sae,&lt;br /&gt;ii ve grown past that&lt;br /&gt;and ii wont fall again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MANU 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; blackburn 1&lt;br /&gt;its not meant to be . we were suppose to win&lt;br /&gt;but its okay luh&lt;br /&gt;we can afford to lose pts for the sake of blackburn&lt;br /&gt;bcos thier manager is ex- man u player&lt;br /&gt;so ferguson &amp;amp; the players give him chance luh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy early bdae kaka (its tml)&lt;br /&gt;happy now zura:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;                                                                                                                          &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;her fingers spoke at 2243&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/8760059428988124151-3377407830144690222?l=andithurtss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andithurtss.blogspot.com/feeds/3377407830144690222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8760059428988124151&amp;postID=3377407830144690222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760059428988124151/posts/default/3377407830144690222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760059428988124151/posts/default/3377407830144690222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andithurtss.blogspot.com/2008/04/love-i-have-is-always-fake-full-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Anusha K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513869277769289714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wjl4DWpa1Ko/SAynDWN7bxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KtHby1FBqxA/s72-c/i288963830_64884_6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760059428988124151.post-77022400427760477</id><published>2008-04-20T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T06:49:45.653-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You're the essence of my laughter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;The reason for my smiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt; You're the joy that I need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt; Without you, I'd be suicidal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You're my bliss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You're the basis of my existence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You're the reason I'm still alive, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The reason I haven't given up on life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Long distance relationships are murderous,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hard to live like this, hard to trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But I will stay 100% loyal to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt; As long as were together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I hope our bond never withers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I will NEVER lie to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I hope you'll do the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt; As long as youre with me, I'll be okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt; I will keep my side of the bargain, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Stay true to myself, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Keep you comforted when you need it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I hope you make me feel like this forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I hope you love me too, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Love me as much as I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt; Because you're my love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt; My passion, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You're my absolute, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Unconditional,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt; Definite, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Unlimited, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Complete and utter everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;And I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicenice. haiix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its funny how when ii was five ii wanted to meet barney&lt;br /&gt;when ii was nine ii wanted to be able to fly&lt;br /&gt;when ii was twelve ii didnt want to grow up&lt;br /&gt;when ii was 14 ii didnt want to leave you&lt;br /&gt;now ii jus wanna make through one day without crying.&lt;br /&gt;isit just too much to ask for. but it seems the most impossible&lt;br /&gt;now even flying seems....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg ii miss val. she called me tat dae and her voice can so jus cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;she was watching sorkalam. which had like no subs.&lt;br /&gt;so she didnt understand anything. but she still watch cos it was cedar.]&lt;br /&gt;damn she so cutee luh.&lt;br /&gt;ii miss 2a. um actually not really&lt;br /&gt;ii miss bella.jean &amp;amp;val&lt;br /&gt;no one can replace them&lt;br /&gt;ii feel like super out of place in 3m.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes ii wish that wen ii turn around bella is sitting behind me , just like lst yr.&lt;br /&gt;when we crapped troughout the whole mth period mr ang would get like supper pissed but ...hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya tat dae ii saw my pri sch fren . ii called her name she saw me she wave then she walked away as if seeing me was like something that happen to her everydae.&lt;br /&gt;ii was just standing there going. eh she didnt even sae hi. how r u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why has everyone seem to move on when ii am still clinging onto the past&lt;br /&gt;relieving all those times ii spent with y0u.&lt;br /&gt;y0u just seem to not understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmlll&lt;br /&gt;is 2.4, handbell&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;drum roll pls&lt;br /&gt;TL INTERVIEW&lt;br /&gt;they sae they need our results, get it on eportal&lt;br /&gt;like whr its so not there so ii had to like rmb wat my lst yr results where&lt;br /&gt;which ii culdnt. so just put the grade luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todaee&lt;br /&gt;ii was suppose to watch definately, maybe&lt;br /&gt;but NO&lt;br /&gt;instead ii was dragged to go car shopping&lt;br /&gt;but nie luh. ii went and sat in the convertibles&lt;br /&gt;there was porsche but the car was locked. haiix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;her finger spoke at 2149&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/8760059428988124151-77022400427760477?l=andithurtss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760059428988124151.post-6460612705066350071</id><published>2008-04-19T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T08:43:31.686-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='total randomness'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;amp;the proud will never fall&lt;br /&gt;Ksx ii hav like no idea wat tat means but jozie told me n ii think its sounds nice&lt;br /&gt;In officially bout one hrs time Manchester united takes on Blackburn&lt;br /&gt;Whoots&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;anusha will be watching. Hoiyan betta be watchin too&lt;br /&gt;Sho sad liverpoool jus scored but they got the ball through a foul&lt;br /&gt;So it so shudnt be counted.&lt;br /&gt;ii bet mag damn happy now sia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya todae ii wen shoppin with my mum n sis&lt;br /&gt;We were at the mall.&lt;br /&gt;ii was wearin like this figure huggin lil miss tee. N low jeans&lt;br /&gt;So wen ii bent down to take vmth naturally ii kinda flashed luh&lt;br /&gt;Then my sis wen show show show somemore larh&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; she pulled my shirt up. Infront of like. Haii&lt;br /&gt;Manam poiyidichu larh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay ii am like getting high on tl&lt;br /&gt;Farewell comin up. Its gonna be ubber nice&lt;br /&gt;Cos sec4s deserve it. Its gone be harf to get us up to tat stanfarf.&lt;br /&gt;Cedar jothi anaiya jothi&lt;br /&gt;Btw interview on mon . arghx ii scared omer there. Haii..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On fridae ii tokd ms yeo my maths results ii felt do sad.&lt;br /&gt;Over n over ii keep on dissapointin her.&lt;br /&gt;Gawdd wats wrong with me&lt;br /&gt;She tells me to be careful n not svrew up.n ii screw up big time&lt;br /&gt;ii felt like dying&lt;br /&gt;Plus some maths women in my school is being a … haii ii cant stand her larh&lt;br /&gt;Like wat did ii do to you.&lt;br /&gt;Its like she n English women have smth against me.&lt;br /&gt;Its been so long ago but ii cant get it out of my head.&lt;br /&gt;Cos of me ii got nat n jed into trouble&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;ii sat up the whole night cryin yet the pain still feels so frsh n ii don’t unferstand why.&lt;br /&gt;Sangii was so rite bout her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said 'God it hurts'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And God said 'I Know'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said 'God I cry alot'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And God said 'That's why I gave you tears'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said 'God I get so depressed'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And God said 'That why I gave you sunshine'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said god I feel Alone'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And god said 'That's why I gave you loved ones'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said 'God it hurts'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And God said 'I know'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ksx ii edited abit cos. there was a cross part. iim hindu bbtw&lt;br /&gt;Aniiwaes. Thanks mag. for triyin to cheer me.&lt;br /&gt;Jedii its ok luh not ur fault. Aniwae u dont sad k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8760059428988124151-6460612705066350071?l=andithurtss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andithurtss.blogspot.com/feeds/6460612705066350071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8760059428988124151&amp;postID=6460612705066350071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760059428988124151/posts/default/6460612705066350071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760059428988124151/posts/default/6460612705066350071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andithurtss.blogspot.com/2008/04/proud-will-never-fall-ksx-ii-hav-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Anusha K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513869277769289714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760059428988124151.post-3488951523478356338</id><published>2008-04-18T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T20:05:01.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gawdd. my commm sucks&lt;br /&gt;ksx its gonna like take super long for me to edit my template cos everytime ii am done it hangs then diee.&lt;br /&gt;haiix.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8760059428988124151-3488951523478356338?l=andithurtss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andithurtss.blogspot.com/feeds/3488951523478356338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8760059428988124151&amp;postID=3488951523478356338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760059428988124151/posts/default/3488951523478356338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760059428988124151/posts/default/3488951523478356338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andithurtss.blogspot.com/2008/04/gawdd.html' title=''/><author><name>Anusha K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513869277769289714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760059428988124151.post-5526271959407132959</id><published>2008-03-07T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T06:36:57.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>starting</title><content type='html'>yay ii started bloggin&lt;br /&gt;again&lt;br /&gt;after like how many months:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to mag(for influencin me)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;sangii (for helpin me choose the name)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8760059428988124151-5526271959407132959?l=andithurtss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andithurtss.blogspot.com/feeds/5526271959407132959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8760059428988124151&amp;postID=5526271959407132959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760059428988124151/posts/default/5526271959407132959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760059428988124151/posts/default/5526271959407132959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andithurtss.blogspot.com/2008/03/starting.html' title='starting'/><author><name>Anusha K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513869277769289714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
