<?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-10207660</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:39:07.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tangled Heartstrings</title><subtitle type='html'>... i never imagined it could be this painful ...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sushigirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SIXuLqZJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EONC57TrExY/S220/12242007033.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10207660.post-3375245071871114102</id><published>2008-09-11T19:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T18:25:05.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我恨我愛你</title><content type='html'>This is the first time I really listened to this song and I had a real hard time believing that a 15-year old can sing with such heart-wrenching emotion......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ef89955931372c54" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Def89955931372c54%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331590772%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D11B8C5B23C2324F3CC864E4B1E387E14DD2C58DA.3BAF1D8C3054A72601D217552B4D19EAC540D98E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Def89955931372c54%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEFrxjm2ULp9V7lyvlR2oEBV-Yyk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Def89955931372c54%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331590772%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D11B8C5B23C2324F3CC864E4B1E387E14DD2C58DA.3BAF1D8C3054A72601D217552B4D19EAC540D98E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Def89955931372c54%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEFrxjm2ULp9V7lyvlR2oEBV-Yyk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我恨我愛你 【原唱：張惠妹】&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(160, 64, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;愛情已經過了甜蜜期　多說也是無益&lt;br /&gt;愛不愛我已經沒關係　一點小傷而已&lt;br /&gt;你可以很放心　我不會為了留你假裝可憐兮兮&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(160, 64, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;都怪我太不爭氣　我恨我愛你&lt;br /&gt;Oh~ 我愛你　只是因為你是你&lt;br /&gt;Oh~ 我恨你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(160, 64, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;你有我看也看不清的小聰明&lt;br /&gt;你有我說也說不完的壞脾氣&lt;br /&gt;你有我數也數不盡你　的新戀情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(160, 64, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;沒關係&lt;br /&gt;我有你拿也拿不走的舊回憶&lt;br /&gt;我可以一個人安靜的忘記你&lt;br /&gt;我恨你最後那一句　我愛你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*lyrics courtesy of http://hk.myblog.yahoo.com/jw!85X6dxqCHxkFSine_IWW/article?mid=159&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10207660-3375245071871114102?l=snoopysuze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e53f7bf29b015d4e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ef89955931372c54&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/feeds/3375245071871114102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10207660&amp;postID=3375245071871114102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/3375245071871114102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/3375245071871114102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='我恨我愛你'/><author><name>sushigirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SIXuLqZJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EONC57TrExY/S220/12242007033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10207660.post-1256916447194379202</id><published>2008-09-10T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T23:23:27.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Money, money, money</title><content type='html'>It was supposed to be a never-saw-it-coming tragedy.  It was supposed to bring families together.  It was supposed to be....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really couldn't figure out who's right or who's wrong in the situation.  One thing that I can say with surety that one party assumed the other party's action.  EHH!!!! WRONG!!!! One should never assume because no one can ever think like you do for the simple reasons that person is not you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really sad to hear a person's, or should i say a relative's, rantings on his family's omission of concern and support towards his problems.  Don't get me wrong, I'll be hurt too if my family acted as if everything was all bright and rosy when I was already deep into my grief.  But, how can you expect others to think about your welfare when you never make others' feel your concern to them.  I'm not justifying or taking sides here.  But it just pisses me off when somebody would say hurtful things (especially in anger) and the actual underlying sentiment is about money.  Probably, for him, money is akin to concern.  I honestly don't know... Although I must say that after listening to his emotional outburst, I didn't feel any semblance of sympathy.  I felt disheartened instead.  Is this the meaning of family to him?  And I thought he would noticed the absence.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10207660-1256916447194379202?l=snoopysuze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/feeds/1256916447194379202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10207660&amp;postID=1256916447194379202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/1256916447194379202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/1256916447194379202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/2008/09/money-money-money.html' title='Money, money, money'/><author><name>sushigirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SIXuLqZJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EONC57TrExY/S220/12242007033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10207660.post-3602356896031199508</id><published>2008-08-30T23:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T23:53:52.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Regret</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SMftiGdJ8XI/AAAAAAAAADM/Jij-YJ5rCng/s1600-h/drops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SMftiGdJ8XI/AAAAAAAAADM/Jij-YJ5rCng/s400/drops.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244421461200466290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to find old friends on the Facebook when I chanced upon a cousin who's already based in Canada.  I checked out her friends' list without knowing that I was in for a surprise.  Among her friends is another one of our cousin who had just passed away a month earlier.  It was actually more akin to shock.  Looking at the picture of this vibrant young person who's just starting to take on the world, the regret of not having cherished the relationship started to wash over me again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10207660-3602356896031199508?l=snoopysuze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/feeds/3602356896031199508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10207660&amp;postID=3602356896031199508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/3602356896031199508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/3602356896031199508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/2008/08/memories.html' title='Regret'/><author><name>sushigirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SIXuLqZJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EONC57TrExY/S220/12242007033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SMftiGdJ8XI/AAAAAAAAADM/Jij-YJ5rCng/s72-c/drops.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10207660.post-5276118254082200006</id><published>2008-08-11T00:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T19:34:04.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>幸福</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SMkB-a8z9-I/AAAAAAAAAEU/4WBW4oYy76s/s1600-h/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SMkB-a8z9-I/AAAAAAAAAEU/4WBW4oYy76s/s200/05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244725412947556322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;幸福看起來那麼簡單&lt;br /&gt;眼看就要有了&lt;br /&gt;為什麼突然間&lt;br /&gt;變得那麼遙不可及呢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-陳欣怡&lt;br /&gt;命中注定我愛你，第二十二集&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness looks so easy to achieve because it's there right before your eyes, but how could it become so unreachable in a blink of an eye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*photo courtesy of http://www.ttv.com.tw/drama08/destinylove/image.htm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10207660-5276118254082200006?l=snoopysuze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/feeds/5276118254082200006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10207660&amp;postID=5276118254082200006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/5276118254082200006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/5276118254082200006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_11.html' title='幸福'/><author><name>sushigirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SIXuLqZJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EONC57TrExY/S220/12242007033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SMkB-a8z9-I/AAAAAAAAAEU/4WBW4oYy76s/s72-c/05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10207660.post-4938913485068633611</id><published>2008-08-09T23:58:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T22:35:36.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我愛的人</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-13730c865254d4fc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我愛的人　她已有了愛人&lt;br /&gt;從他們的眼神　說明了我不可能&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每當聽見　她或他說「我們」&lt;br /&gt;就像聽見愛情　永恆的嘲笑聲&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title of the song is, The Person I Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that this story won't be all that bad&lt;br /&gt;There will come a day I will meet somebody&lt;br /&gt;Who will help me live a life without her&lt;br /&gt;Get married and have a career&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She made what she believed is a right decision&lt;br /&gt;All I can do is to wish her well&lt;br /&gt;I'm not anymore allowed to love the person I love the most&lt;br /&gt;What more do they want me to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person I love doesn't love me&lt;br /&gt;Every inch of her heart belongs to somebody else&lt;br /&gt;She's so happy that it makes me suffer&lt;br /&gt;And it makes me love and hate how deep is her love for her lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person I love already love somebody else&lt;br /&gt;From their eyes, I can see that I don't have a chance anymore&lt;br /&gt;Every time I hear them refer to themselves as "WE"&lt;br /&gt;I can hear love's eternal mocking laughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first heard this song (it was being sung in a singing contest), my heart broke into a million pieces.  Don't get me wrong, it's not as if I can totally relate but the way the contestant interpreted the song (by the way he got a perfect score for this performance and eventually won the contest) , you cannot just feel the pain, you can almost touch it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10207660-4938913485068633611?l=snoopysuze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=13730c865254d4fc&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/feeds/4938913485068633611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10207660&amp;postID=4938913485068633611' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/4938913485068633611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/4938913485068633611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='我愛的人'/><author><name>sushigirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SIXuLqZJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EONC57TrExY/S220/12242007033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10207660.post-7270268577714515365</id><published>2008-08-03T19:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T19:50:27.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ties That Bind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is blood relation enough to sustain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the bond that families have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or it needs more than the same name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for it to survive the test of time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is money really that important&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for families to continually communicate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or the familial connection is enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for the bond to tighten?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really hurts to see how families are torn apart  because of financial misunderstandings.  Call me, idealistic, somehow I don't believe that money is the be all and end all of life.  Ok, we need money to survive in this jungle, we call world, but can money buy the unconditional love and neverending concern lovingly extended by your family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I never thought so much of the importance of family to my existence.  I used to believe that your family is just there to complete the components in your family tree. (Yes, I was that bad, believe me!)  But, something happened (Looking back at it now, it wasn't that bad but for a girl who just stepped into the real world, it was extremely traumatic) along the way, and it was just a heartwarming thing to feel the support and love of your so-called family that you had taken for granted from day one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a showy/touchy person so it's not easy to say "I Love You" but I honestly do try to show my undying appreciation through gestures I know they'll understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad that it usually takes a tragedy to bind families together.  But it's sadder to only see your family's presence rather than feel them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10207660-7270268577714515365?l=snoopysuze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/feeds/7270268577714515365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10207660&amp;postID=7270268577714515365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/7270268577714515365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/7270268577714515365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/2008/08/ties-that-bind.html' title='The Ties That Bind'/><author><name>sushigirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SIXuLqZJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EONC57TrExY/S220/12242007033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10207660.post-6300045533750788482</id><published>2008-08-01T20:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T20:27:17.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When It's Time To Say Goodbye</title><content type='html'>We were never really close, you and I,&lt;br /&gt;But, somehow the bond that ties&lt;br /&gt;was always there whenever we have the chance to meet&lt;br /&gt;We didn't speak the same language&lt;br /&gt;But everything was always clear with a smile&lt;br /&gt;I was your big sister but I never had the chance to be one&lt;br /&gt;Now the time has come for us to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of the right words to say&lt;br /&gt;Should I be sad that we've lost you forever&lt;br /&gt;Or should I be glad that you're now free&lt;br /&gt;from all that we've yet to go through in this lifetime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm catching my breath as I'm writing this&lt;br /&gt;I can't allow the tears to fall&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to feel the grief&lt;br /&gt;I want to celebrate the life you had,&lt;br /&gt;be it good or the other way&lt;br /&gt;You lived, that's all there is to remember....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories of the little time that we're together&lt;br /&gt;kept on flashing in my mind&lt;br /&gt;If only, we got to know each other&lt;br /&gt;maybe....&lt;br /&gt;maybe I'll know for sure now what to say or do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, my cousin....&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10207660-6300045533750788482?l=snoopysuze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SIXuLqZJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EONC57TrExY/S220/12242007033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10207660.post-2192540169021787084</id><published>2008-07-28T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T22:41:46.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clouds, clouds go away</title><content type='html'>was it the weather&lt;br /&gt;that made my day darker?&lt;br /&gt;was it the rain&lt;br /&gt;that made me feel more of the pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to see the sun today&lt;br /&gt;but all i see were clouds so gray&lt;br /&gt;can somebody blow them away&lt;br /&gt;so that my heart can sing and play&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10207660-2192540169021787084?l=snoopysuze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/feeds/2192540169021787084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10207660&amp;postID=2192540169021787084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/2192540169021787084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/2192540169021787084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/2008/07/clouds-clouds-go-away.html' title='clouds, clouds go away'/><author><name>sushigirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SIXuLqZJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EONC57TrExY/S220/12242007033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10207660.post-3036548975270013554</id><published>2008-07-25T19:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T19:39:19.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I Thought I Found You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PROLOGUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's the storybooks that I had devoured as a kid but I actually believed that there is a happily ever after for everybody, especially me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one of those normal sunny day.  It wasn't a perfect day, well, at least by my standard, but it was generally an okay day.  I was rushing my way to my next class.  Trust me, it was a stressful run from one building to another.  I was running as fast as I can while trying to memorize in my mind those mind-boggling formulas my next professor will be using to torture me and my classmates.   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Then it happened....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not sure how it happened.  I used to believe it was fate. Well, I'm having doubts about that now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10207660-3036548975270013554?l=snoopysuze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/feeds/3036548975270013554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10207660&amp;postID=3036548975270013554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/3036548975270013554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/3036548975270013554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/2008/07/when-i-thought-i-found-you.html' title='When I Thought I Found You'/><author><name>sushigirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SIXuLqZJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EONC57TrExY/S220/12242007033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10207660.post-1306639462096648738</id><published>2008-07-24T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T19:11:06.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Friends..... I don't normally open up immediately.  I'm quite reserved when it comes to making friends.  I have such a thick wall of defense that sometimes it would have to take years before anybody CAN know me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Unfortunately for me, I trusted too soon.  Don't take me wrong, there's no pain nor anger.  It's pure disheartenment.  I'm disheartened that I actually believed I found a friend.  I'm disheartened to feel my trust thrown back to my face HARD.  I'm disheartened to see the mocking faces beneath their masks.  I'm disheartened to hear the jeers above their concern.  I'm just disheartened.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10207660-1306639462096648738?l=snoopysuze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/feeds/1306639462096648738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10207660&amp;postID=1306639462096648738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/1306639462096648738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/1306639462096648738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/2008/07/friendship.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>sushigirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SIXuLqZJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EONC57TrExY/S220/12242007033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10207660.post-6861337666408296775</id><published>2008-07-23T00:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T00:12:47.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in a Name?</title><content type='html'>What's in a name?  By name, I don't mean the name a person is being referred by the name a person is being perceived upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that I have the most pristine reputation but I do believe that my actions and words are always perceived to be different than what I intended them to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it really disheartening, especially when the people you believed to know you are the ones who were the first to point an accusing finger or utter the hurting words without giving you the benefit of the doubt.  I guess, that's life, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10207660-6861337666408296775?l=snoopysuze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/feeds/6861337666408296775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10207660&amp;postID=6861337666408296775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/6861337666408296775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/6861337666408296775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/2008/07/whats-in-name.html' title='What&apos;s in a Name?'/><author><name>sushigirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SIXuLqZJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EONC57TrExY/S220/12242007033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10207660.post-4244415263829977649</id><published>2008-07-22T22:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T22:53:40.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confusion</title><content type='html'>i don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really have no idea....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might have said something you hurt you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might have done something you didn't like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, until you tell me, i am clueless why you're treating me like an annoying pest....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe you thought it was intentional...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may even believe it was planned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, until you tell me, i am at loss why you're treating me like an unwanted guest....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not asking for your forgiveness....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not asking you to understand....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i want is for you to tell me why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe then i'll know where to stand&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10207660-4244415263829977649?l=snoopysuze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/feeds/4244415263829977649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10207660&amp;postID=4244415263829977649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/4244415263829977649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/4244415263829977649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/2008/07/confusion.html' title='confusion'/><author><name>sushigirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SIXuLqZJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EONC57TrExY/S220/12242007033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10207660.post-1752670699772093158</id><published>2008-07-20T02:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T02:43:37.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tangled Thoughts #02</title><content type='html'>People always say, why don't you put yourself into other people's shoes so that you'll understand what they're going through... DUH!?!  is that really possible?  to actually understand what others are going through.... NO!!!! how can you really understand when you're not the actually having the experience?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10207660-1752670699772093158?l=snoopysuze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/feeds/1752670699772093158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10207660&amp;postID=1752670699772093158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/1752670699772093158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/1752670699772093158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/2008/07/tangled-thoughts-02.html' title='Tangled Thoughts #02'/><author><name>sushigirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SIXuLqZJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EONC57TrExY/S220/12242007033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10207660.post-111392358925430391</id><published>2005-04-19T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T23:13:09.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TANGLED THOUGHTS #01</title><content type='html'>As I stare at the monitor, I can actually feel how lost I am.  It may sound strange that somebody my age could be saying this.  But, I really have no idea how I would live my life after I shut this computer down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like I'm just going around in circle, a vicious circle at that.  Did I do something wrong then?  Did I turn a wrong turn somewhere?  Or maybe I just wasn't a good person that I'm reaping now what I sown?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10207660-111392358925430391?l=snoopysuze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/feeds/111392358925430391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10207660&amp;postID=111392358925430391' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/111392358925430391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/111392358925430391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/2005/04/tangled-thoughts-01.html' title='TANGLED THOUGHTS #01'/><author><name>sushigirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SIXuLqZJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EONC57TrExY/S220/12242007033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10207660.post-111027919747885866</id><published>2005-03-08T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T18:53:17.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TANGLED DREAMS</title><content type='html'>When you're teethering in the mouth&lt;br /&gt;of what appears to be hell,&lt;br /&gt;nothing is more alive&lt;br /&gt;but the beating of your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regret tasts so real&lt;br /&gt;that you won't notice the tears&lt;br /&gt;generously streaming down your face&lt;br /&gt;and reminding you on what you have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ambitions didn't matter anymore&lt;br /&gt;with damnation holding out its manacles&lt;br /&gt;and, yet, there's a glimmer of hope&lt;br /&gt;with salvation trying to grope out of the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it fate or is it man?&lt;br /&gt;Is it a reality or is it a game?&lt;br /&gt;Will I wake from a nightmare&lt;br /&gt;or actually live in a bad dream?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10207660-111027919747885866?l=snoopysuze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/feeds/111027919747885866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10207660&amp;postID=111027919747885866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/111027919747885866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/111027919747885866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/2005/03/tangled-dreams.html' title='TANGLED DREAMS'/><author><name>sushigirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SIXuLqZJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EONC57TrExY/S220/12242007033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10207660.post-111012380106390147</id><published>2005-03-06T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T23:43:21.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY CRYING SONG</title><content type='html'>Could've Been*&lt;br /&gt;Sung By Tiffany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flowers you gave me,&lt;br /&gt;Are just about to die.&lt;br /&gt;When I think about,&lt;br /&gt;What could've been,&lt;br /&gt;It makes me want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sweet words you whispered,&lt;br /&gt;Didn't mean a thing.&lt;br /&gt;I guess our song is over,&lt;br /&gt;As we begin to sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could've been so beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;Could've been so right,&lt;br /&gt;Could've been my lover,&lt;br /&gt;Every day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could've been so beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;Could've been so right.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never hold what could've been,&lt;br /&gt;On a cold and lonely night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The memories of our lovin',&lt;br /&gt;Still linger in the air,&lt;br /&gt;Like the fainted scent of your roses,&lt;br /&gt;They stay with me everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I get my hopes up,&lt;br /&gt;They always seem to fall.&lt;br /&gt;Still what could've been,&lt;br /&gt;Is better than,&lt;br /&gt;What could never be at all,&lt;br /&gt;At all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could've been so beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;Could've been so right,&lt;br /&gt;Could've been my lover,&lt;br /&gt;Every day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could've been so beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;Could've been so right.&lt;br /&gt;You can't hold what could've been,&lt;br /&gt;On a cold and lonely night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could've been so beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;Could've been so right,&lt;br /&gt;You can't hold what could've been,&lt;br /&gt;On a cold and lonely night.&lt;br /&gt;No, No at all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I hold what could've been,&lt;br /&gt;On a cold and lonely night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i'm still researching on the identities of the composer and lyricist ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10207660-111012380106390147?l=snoopysuze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/feeds/111012380106390147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10207660&amp;postID=111012380106390147' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/111012380106390147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/111012380106390147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-crying-song.html' title='MY CRYING SONG'/><author><name>sushigirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SIXuLqZJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EONC57TrExY/S220/12242007033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10207660.post-111002130099565411</id><published>2005-03-05T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T19:15:00.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE LIGHT</title><content type='html'>When will this hurting end?&lt;br /&gt;I have been wondering for so long.&lt;br /&gt;Will my heart ever mend?&lt;br /&gt;I have already forgotten how to be strong.&lt;br /&gt;Days and nights, nights and days,&lt;br /&gt;pain has not loosen its grip on my heart.&lt;br /&gt;My life is filled with "come what mays,"&lt;br /&gt;now that everything has fallen apart.&lt;br /&gt;The sun has not been shining that bright.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow no longer sparks hope.&lt;br /&gt;I can't see the stars at night.&lt;br /&gt;How much more can I cope?&lt;br /&gt;What should I do to make things right?&lt;br /&gt;What can I do to finally see the light?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10207660-111002130099565411?l=snoopysuze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/feeds/111002130099565411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10207660&amp;postID=111002130099565411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/111002130099565411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/111002130099565411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/2005/03/light.html' title='THE LIGHT'/><author><name>sushigirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SIXuLqZJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EONC57TrExY/S220/12242007033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10207660.post-110785994619927015</id><published>2005-02-08T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T18:52:26.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SADNESS</title><content type='html'>I can't grope my way out of the darkness&lt;br /&gt;my dreams are all mired in hopelessness&lt;br /&gt;doubt clouds my very essence&lt;br /&gt;nothing makes any sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish every night for a glimmer of hope&lt;br /&gt;there are so many things I can't cope&lt;br /&gt;yet, life seems not to be hearing&lt;br /&gt;all my cries and weeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so want to enjoy the sunshine&lt;br /&gt;to be able to say, "thank you, I'm doing fine"&lt;br /&gt;but I can't bring myself to smile&lt;br /&gt;not even for a little while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting drowned in my tears&lt;br /&gt;I can't see beyond my fears&lt;br /&gt;sadness has wrenched my heart away&lt;br /&gt;happiness has lost it's way&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/10207660-110785994619927015?l=snoopysuze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/feeds/110785994619927015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10207660&amp;postID=110785994619927015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/110785994619927015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/110785994619927015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/2005/02/sadness.html' title='SADNESS'/><author><name>sushigirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SIXuLqZJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EONC57TrExY/S220/12242007033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10207660.post-110751607565268309</id><published>2005-02-04T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T19:21:15.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LESS</title><content type='html'>It pains so much to hear&lt;br /&gt;bad things about yourself&lt;br /&gt;from people you don't even know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it hurts so much more&lt;br /&gt;coming from people you believe&lt;br /&gt;to be friends you can rely on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry is such an easy word to say&lt;br /&gt;but it amounts to nothing&lt;br /&gt;when uttered carelessly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"to forgive is divine" they tell me&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not a saint so please understand&lt;br /&gt;it will take quite a while to smile again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day or will it be tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;the sun will come out&lt;br /&gt;maybe by then everything will be fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, for now, less is better for you and me&lt;br /&gt;the wounds are still fresh so just let it be&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/10207660-110751607565268309?l=snoopysuze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/feeds/110751607565268309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10207660&amp;postID=110751607565268309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/110751607565268309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/110751607565268309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/2005/02/less.html' title='LESS'/><author><name>sushigirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SIXuLqZJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EONC57TrExY/S220/12242007033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10207660.post-110742924639695844</id><published>2005-02-03T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T19:14:06.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HURTING</title><content type='html'>I can't stop myself from hurting&lt;br /&gt;no matter how hard I try.&lt;br /&gt;You should see my desperate attempts&lt;br /&gt;to forget you already said goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banging my head on the wall&lt;br /&gt;was an option I considered.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, when I lose consciousness,&lt;br /&gt;my tears would be spared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried immersing myself&lt;br /&gt;in a lot of different things.&lt;br /&gt;But your broken promises&lt;br /&gt;were all I can sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want so much to believe&lt;br /&gt;someday this pain would end.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll make it through&lt;br /&gt;with your help, my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&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/10207660-110742924639695844?l=snoopysuze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/feeds/110742924639695844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10207660&amp;postID=110742924639695844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/110742924639695844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/110742924639695844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/2005/02/hurting.html' title='HURTING'/><author><name>sushigirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SIXuLqZJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EONC57TrExY/S220/12242007033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10207660.post-110726784615730575</id><published>2005-02-01T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T22:24:06.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I NEVER PLAN...</title><content type='html'>I never plan this helplessness&lt;br /&gt;My dreams were all grand&lt;br /&gt;But one should never dare fate&lt;br /&gt;Now everything is out of hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing turned out as I want&lt;br /&gt;It seems confusion is here to stay&lt;br /&gt;Doubt clouds my every thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Angels are avoiding my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't turn my face away&lt;br /&gt;I want to shout out my frustration&lt;br /&gt;It pains when I try to smile&lt;br /&gt;I want to cry out my desperation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did these things happened?&lt;br /&gt;Why am in the middle of these?&lt;br /&gt;Who can lend me a hand?&lt;br /&gt;When will all of these cease?&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/10207660-110726784615730575?l=snoopysuze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/feeds/110726784615730575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10207660&amp;postID=110726784615730575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/110726784615730575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/110726784615730575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-never-plan.html' title='I NEVER PLAN...'/><author><name>sushigirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SIXuLqZJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EONC57TrExY/S220/12242007033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10207660.post-110718185137140338</id><published>2005-01-31T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T22:30:51.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A FRIEND</title><content type='html'>I can't seem to find the right way&lt;br /&gt;to express what's in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;My soul has nothing left to say&lt;br /&gt;except the pain is tearing me apart.&lt;br /&gt;I really thought it would last forever.&lt;br /&gt;I prayed so hard it would be&lt;br /&gt;but life is another matter.&lt;br /&gt;Look what it did to you and me.&lt;br /&gt;How could it have happened to us?&lt;br /&gt;What made our dreams fade away?&lt;br /&gt;Who allowed time to pass?&lt;br /&gt;Why did change have to stay?&lt;br /&gt;Can somebody tell me when will the hurting end?&lt;br /&gt;God, how I badly need a friend.&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/10207660-110718185137140338?l=snoopysuze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/feeds/110718185137140338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10207660&amp;postID=110718185137140338' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/110718185137140338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/110718185137140338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/2005/01/friend.html' title='A FRIEND'/><author><name>sushigirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SIXuLqZJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EONC57TrExY/S220/12242007033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10207660.post-110707055389583679</id><published>2005-01-30T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T15:35:53.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM ME</title><content type='html'>How can I possibly tell you how I feel&lt;br /&gt;when I don't know anymore what is real?&lt;br /&gt;Sure, the sun is still shining ever so bright.&lt;br /&gt;But why do I feel nothing will ever be right?&lt;br /&gt;I tried so very hard to understand&lt;br /&gt;but then, this is all what I can.&lt;br /&gt;I am not perfect and never professed to be.&lt;br /&gt;So, why do you people keep on looking at me?&lt;br /&gt;Give me a break!  I need fresh air!&lt;br /&gt;When will this pain be easier to bear?&lt;br /&gt;Your burden is always heavier than my own.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I just stay at home?&lt;br /&gt;I cannot live for somebody else's gain.&lt;br /&gt;I am me.  Please use my name.&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/10207660-110707055389583679?l=snoopysuze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/feeds/110707055389583679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10207660&amp;postID=110707055389583679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/110707055389583679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/110707055389583679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-am-me.html' title='I AM ME'/><author><name>sushigirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SIXuLqZJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EONC57TrExY/S220/12242007033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10207660.post-110613166559173390</id><published>2005-01-19T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T18:50:23.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TELL ME</title><content type='html'>Gusts of icy wind slap my face continuously&lt;br /&gt;as if I can forget you already left me&lt;br /&gt;Nothing would be colder than the emptiness in my heart&lt;br /&gt;a proof I can't deny that we're now apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Painful sighs echo through my life&lt;br /&gt;Your goodbye stabbed me like a rusty knife&lt;br /&gt;A dream unfulfilled of you and me forever&lt;br /&gt;now I just want all of these to be over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you to tell me how I can outgrow&lt;br /&gt;I need you to tell what I should know&lt;br /&gt;I need you to tell me who I can turn to&lt;br /&gt;I need you to tell me why I should let you go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10207660-110613166559173390?l=snoopysuze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/feeds/110613166559173390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10207660&amp;postID=110613166559173390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/110613166559173390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/110613166559173390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/2005/01/tell-me.html' title='TELL ME'/><author><name>sushigirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SIXuLqZJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EONC57TrExY/S220/12242007033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10207660.post-110604555177229239</id><published>2005-01-18T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T18:52:31.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLEAKNESS</title><content type='html'>My 36th summer is about to start&lt;br /&gt;but why don't I feel like rejoicing?&lt;br /&gt;There's an emptiness in my heart&lt;br /&gt;and it won't stop aching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could remember all my plans&lt;br /&gt;when I was still naive.&lt;br /&gt;It seemed everything was at hand&lt;br /&gt;and I readily believed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here you go again."  I heard a whisper.&lt;br /&gt;"Stop dwelling on the 'what could've beens.'"&lt;br /&gt;But the frustrations continue to linger&lt;br /&gt;especially with all that I've seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing came out right,&lt;br /&gt;sadly, I have to admit.&lt;br /&gt;I did try with all my might&lt;br /&gt;but everything has a limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm faced with bleakness,&lt;br /&gt;what is there left for me?&lt;br /&gt;I hate this feeling of helplessness&lt;br /&gt;and obvious uncertainty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10207660-110604555177229239?l=snoopysuze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/feeds/110604555177229239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10207660&amp;postID=110604555177229239' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/110604555177229239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/110604555177229239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/2005/01/bleakness.html' title='BLEAKNESS'/><author><name>sushigirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SIXuLqZJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EONC57TrExY/S220/12242007033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10207660.post-110597243445334534</id><published>2005-01-17T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T22:33:54.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEPRESSION*</title><content type='html'>blackness pervades my thoughts &lt;br /&gt;numbness clouds my emotions &lt;br /&gt;emptiness engulfs my days &lt;br /&gt;as darkness consumes my soul &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desperation creeps in uninvited &lt;br /&gt;i was caught unaware &lt;br /&gt;frustrations claws its way in &lt;br /&gt;as ire starts to settle &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helplessness is all i recognize &lt;br /&gt;loneliness savors my fear &lt;br /&gt;as change chases the rainbow away &lt;br /&gt;and confusion dusts my dreams &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*transferred from muffled thoughts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10207660-110597243445334534?l=snoopysuze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/feeds/110597243445334534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10207660&amp;postID=110597243445334534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/110597243445334534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/110597243445334534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/2005/01/depression.html' title='DEPRESSION*'/><author><name>sushigirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SIXuLqZJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EONC57TrExY/S220/12242007033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10207660.post-110597222490501748</id><published>2005-01-17T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T22:30:24.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PAST*</title><content type='html'>How can I make you understand &lt;br /&gt;what I am going through? &lt;br /&gt;No fairy can wave her magic wand &lt;br /&gt;to make me stop feeling blue. &lt;br /&gt;I prayed very hard for so long &lt;br /&gt;that we will always be together. &lt;br /&gt;Something happened and everything went wrong, &lt;br /&gt;you are now somebody I can only remember. &lt;br /&gt;No more jokes and stories to share; &lt;br /&gt;no more cares and worries to tell; &lt;br /&gt;no more pains and problems to bear; &lt;br /&gt;no more and it might be as well... &lt;br /&gt;It still breaks my heart though to think of the past. &lt;br /&gt;You were my friend and I really thought it would last. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*transferred from muffled thoughts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10207660-110597222490501748?l=snoopysuze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/feeds/110597222490501748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10207660&amp;postID=110597222490501748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/110597222490501748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/110597222490501748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/2005/01/past.html' title='PAST*'/><author><name>sushigirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SIXuLqZJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EONC57TrExY/S220/12242007033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10207660.post-110597206072399086</id><published>2005-01-17T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T22:27:40.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IS IT POSSIBLE?*</title><content type='html'>Is it possible for me to put into writing &lt;br /&gt;all the sorrow, anger, hurt and pain? &lt;br /&gt;Is it possible for me to stop the feeling &lt;br /&gt;of my heart breaking when I hear your name? &lt;br /&gt;Is it possible for me to really understand &lt;br /&gt;what happened that day long ago? &lt;br /&gt;Is it possible for you to take my hand &lt;br /&gt;and make me listen to things I ought to know? &lt;br /&gt;Is it possible for me to see you once more &lt;br /&gt;and think of the things we used to do? &lt;br /&gt;Is it possible for us to talk life before &lt;br /&gt;and still share an experience or two? &lt;br /&gt;Is it possible? Can somebody tell me, please? &lt;br /&gt;Is it possible? God, I beg you to grant me peace....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*transferred from muffled thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10207660-110597206072399086?l=snoopysuze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/feeds/110597206072399086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10207660&amp;postID=110597206072399086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/110597206072399086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/110597206072399086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/2005/01/is-it-possible.html' title='IS IT POSSIBLE?*'/><author><name>sushigirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SIXuLqZJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EONC57TrExY/S220/12242007033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10207660.post-110597151625952915</id><published>2005-01-17T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T22:23:33.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DREAMS*</title><content type='html'>ten years to this day, i was so naive&lt;br /&gt;i saw everything and readily believed&lt;br /&gt;the sun rose and the moon set&lt;br /&gt;dreaming of things i hoped to get&lt;br /&gt;everybody called me their princess&lt;br /&gt;i was a girl, so richly blessed&lt;br /&gt;it was as if nothing could go wrong&lt;br /&gt;things were exactly where they belong&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, rains began to pour&lt;br /&gt;i had no choice but to close the door&lt;br /&gt;no light came in and the air became stale&lt;br /&gt;the windows were jammed and it felt like hell&lt;br /&gt;dreams could no longer be found&lt;br /&gt;except when no one else is around &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*transferred from muffled thoughts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10207660-110597151625952915?l=snoopysuze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/feeds/110597151625952915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10207660&amp;postID=110597151625952915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/110597151625952915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/110597151625952915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/2005/01/dreams.html' title='DREAMS*'/><author><name>sushigirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SIXuLqZJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EONC57TrExY/S220/12242007033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10207660.post-110597130803665938</id><published>2005-01-17T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T22:24:10.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW... ?*</title><content type='html'>my tears start to fall again&lt;br /&gt;whenever i hear your name&lt;br /&gt;what we had was more than special&lt;br /&gt;but you turned and walked away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart starts to break again&lt;br /&gt;whenever i hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;i thought we would last forever&lt;br /&gt;i was wrong.  it was never your choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could you be so cruel?&lt;br /&gt;how could you be so unkind?&lt;br /&gt;how could you be so unfeeling?&lt;br /&gt;how could you be so blind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my world starts to shatter again&lt;br /&gt;whenever i see your face&lt;br /&gt;life was made of dreams and promises&lt;br /&gt;then i woke up and they all left without a trace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can it be more painful?&lt;br /&gt;how can i be more sad?&lt;br /&gt;how can it last more than forever&lt;br /&gt;what i never really had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*transferred from muffled thoughts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10207660-110597130803665938?l=snoopysuze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/feeds/110597130803665938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10207660&amp;postID=110597130803665938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/110597130803665938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/110597130803665938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/2005/01/how.html' title='HOW... ?*'/><author><name>sushigirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SIXuLqZJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EONC57TrExY/S220/12242007033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10207660.post-110597090315181226</id><published>2005-01-17T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T22:10:34.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALONE*</title><content type='html'>nobody seems to understand&lt;br /&gt;what i am going through&lt;br /&gt;angels have nowhere to land&lt;br /&gt;here i am, alone and blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything changes at the blink of an eye&lt;br /&gt;nothing remains even the color of the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sun will come out tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;they never fail to say&lt;br /&gt;but i'm always full of sorrow&lt;br /&gt;all my life, every single day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can i cope with what i know&lt;br /&gt;tears are all i have to show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*transferred from muffled thoughts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10207660-110597090315181226?l=snoopysuze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/feeds/110597090315181226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10207660&amp;postID=110597090315181226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/110597090315181226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/110597090315181226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/2005/01/alone.html' title='ALONE*'/><author><name>sushigirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_hOyWHansA/SIXuLqZJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EONC57TrExY/S220/12242007033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10207660.post-110595906522583227</id><published>2005-01-17T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T18:51:05.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEARTSTRING</title><content type='html'>nothing hurts more than having your heartstrings tugged callously&lt;br /&gt;it is as if air was cut off abruptly&lt;br /&gt;i have to forcefully squint my way in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;in an attempt to escape the abyss of helplessness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hands are tightly bound by misery&lt;br /&gt;they bleed profusely as i hid in my reverie&lt;br /&gt;those were the days when i dwelt in fantasies&lt;br /&gt;illusions foolishly confused with life's realities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't seem to stop my tears&lt;br /&gt;realization can't overcome my fears&lt;br /&gt;i can't seem to dream of tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;as my entire being is drenched in sorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can i do to cease this pain&lt;br /&gt;what can i do to stop the rain&lt;br /&gt;what can i do to find what i lost&lt;br /&gt;what can i do to conquer the ghost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/10207660-110595906522583227?l=snoopysuze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snoopysuze.blogspot.com/feeds/110595906522583227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10207660&amp;postID=110595906522583227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10207660/posts/default/110595906522583227'/><link rel='self' 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