<?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-30966937</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:03:08.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah Lim 's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm Sarah.. I always just wanted to be myself,I never wanted to be someone else nor did I ever wanted to be perfect. All I wanted was to be a simple girl living a happy life with all my friends. But my life is not the way i want it to be...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sarah Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00510795651230758890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/09/10019079/7645583254182m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30966937.post-7167645580094454709</id><published>2006-11-24T19:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T17:14:50.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 18th Birthday...</title><content type='html'>My 18th Birthday is less than a month away... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;&lt;PARAM NAME=movie VALUE="http://www.blingyblob.com/countdown/countdownD2.swf?tyear1=2006&amp;tmonth1=12&amp;tday1=20&amp;thours1=0&amp;tminutes1=0&amp;event=My 18th Birthday..!&amp;clr=0xFF3399&amp;tseconds1=0"&gt; &lt;PARAM NAME=loop VALUE=false&gt; &lt;PARAM NAME=menu VALUE=false&gt; &lt;PARAM NAME=quality VALUE=high&gt; &lt;PARAM NAME=bgcolor VALUE=0xFF3399&gt; &lt;EMBED src="http://www.blingyblob.com/countdown/countdownD2.swf?tyear1=2006&amp;tmonth1=12&amp;tday1=20&amp;thours1=0&amp;tminutes1=0&amp;event=My 18th Birthday..!&amp;clr=0xFF3399&amp;tseconds1=0" loop=false menu=false quality=high bgcolor=0  WIDTH="257" HEIGHT="160" NAME="a" ALIGN="" TYPE="application/x-shockwave-flash" PLUGINSPAGE="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/EMBED&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blingyblob.com/countdown/index.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Get your own countdown at BlingyBlob.com &lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who Cares???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody Cares...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Hehe..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30966937-7167645580094454709?l=sarahlim88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/feeds/7167645580094454709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30966937&amp;postID=7167645580094454709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default/7167645580094454709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default/7167645580094454709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-18th-birthday_24.html' title='My 18th Birthday...'/><author><name>Sarah Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00510795651230758890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/09/10019079/7645583254182m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30966937.post-3242605308810043446</id><published>2006-11-14T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:07:57.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suffering in Pain....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Today I wished to wake up feeling happy… I wanted today to be a Happy Day..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;But now,these thoughtz have crept into my mind and now,my heart can't stop bleeding and my tears can't even stop flowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I keep thinking of all the wonderful memories that I used to have with my friends… we used to spend happy moments together… but now, they have all left me.. I’m all alone in darkness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Do I have to be this lonely??&lt;br /&gt;Do I have to suffer so much??&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I be like everyone else??&lt;br /&gt;They don't have to suffer so much...&lt;br /&gt;Why is this so???!!!???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Can Someone  Show Me The Meaning Of Being Lonely...??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's all part of life....Now,I've felt like I just lost all my best friends.I don't know what's the matter with me.I just want to be a normal person,someone who can fit in with everyone,like the rest of you guys.Everything has changed....And,I'm still here alone.Everyone has found their new best friends,but I'm still here hiding in the dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sorry to the whole world that I even EXISTED!!:'(I wished I never happened to be here..:'(I'm just a useless,lousy,stupid,ungrateful PIECE OF DIRT....:'(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Hehe..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30966937-3242605308810043446?l=sarahlim88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/feeds/3242605308810043446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30966937&amp;postID=3242605308810043446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default/3242605308810043446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default/3242605308810043446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/2006/11/suffering-in-pain.html' title='Suffering in Pain....'/><author><name>Sarah Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00510795651230758890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/09/10019079/7645583254182m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30966937.post-6357703156001434227</id><published>2006-11-12T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:50:33.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:'(...Hurt by everyone...:'(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How can I forget the days???  :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The day my bf and I broke up??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The day I stopped seeing sunshine in my life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The day I found out the true meaning of sorrow,loneliness,pain,hate,tears and anger.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How can I be blamed??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But it seems as if EVERYTHING is my fault....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why is it that I suffer so much??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why is it that I need to be punished??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why is it that I am being betrayed,used and thrown aside by my friends??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why is it that I can't be someone else??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why is it that everyone hates me??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why is it that I'm always the one with problems??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why is it that I feel like I've lost the key of friendship??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why is it that I feel so left alone in the dark??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHY IS IT MY WORLD IS SO FULL OF SORROW AND LONELINESS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just want to be happy.I just want to be what I used to be.I just want a simple life.Everytime I try my best to do something,I am always wrong,I am never right.Everything is blamed on me,but the praise always goes to someone else and not me.After what I did for you,all I got was blame,hate,anger and suffering.What's the use of trying to be a friend if this is what I get in the end?!!!???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you need someone to be there for you,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am always willing to be there.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But when I need you the most,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You give me excuses,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You just don't want to care!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's the use,I ask you??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This life just ain't FAIR!!!I'm always thrown aside by my friends,the 'friends' I thought could be TRUSTED.But now I know the truth:Nobody really cares.All they do is used me like a toy and after that,*POOF* the deed is done and so is this friendship.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you think it's very pleasant??Finding out that everyone has been lying to you,cheating you,playing with you and hurting you in the end??Do you think it's wonderful to love someone for a few years,but in the end you hurt yourself really badly even though you tried your best to forget that person??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why is it that no one would understand me??Or even lend me a hand when I'm down??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel like a girl with no friends,no freedom,no family,no happiness and only SADNESS,LONELINESS and TEARS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why can't I just be like everyone else??Nobody spreads rumours about them and making others hate them.Why do people have to do this to me?? Am I that nice to be used as a target??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All I want is a true friend who would listen to me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Hehe..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30966937-6357703156001434227?l=sarahlim88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/feeds/6357703156001434227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30966937&amp;postID=6357703156001434227&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default/6357703156001434227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default/6357703156001434227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/2006/11/hurt-by-everyone.html' title=':&apos;(...Hurt by everyone...:&apos;('/><author><name>Sarah Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00510795651230758890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/09/10019079/7645583254182m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30966937.post-116317327475960144</id><published>2006-11-10T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:33:36.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To a fren...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This post is dedicated to someone who means a lot to me....Her name is Catherin Wong Shi Mei.. We used to be best friends.. And Today is her birthday..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First of all,I wanna wish Catherin a Happy Birthday and next I want to say that “I'm sorry for everything. You were always there, I always had your back, we were like best friends ever ,unseparatable. But,who would have thought about it?? Things have changed... "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(I never thought there would be a day like that day.A day that I would lose all my friends,all the trust and faith they had put in me,and everything I had always wanted,always treasured.That was the day...The day eveyone started to hate me,spread the rumours about me from one person to the next.The day darkness fell on me.The day my tears have never stopped flowing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Catherin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm really very sorry for all I have done.I try my best to fit in,but I never seem to get anything right. I'm trying,I promise I'll change. I SWEAR that I will change to a better person.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Catherine,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why is it I feel like we are like total strangers now?? We are hardly together, we hardly talk that much, we don't even share that much. It feels like we don't even have a friendship between us. Maybe you think I'm sounding ungrateful but...Cath~,to tell you the truth,I feel bad losing a best friend like u.. now u’ve got your own gang of frens… I’m left alone… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hope You Are Happy Today …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Hazel Lim Yen Pin (Sarah Lim)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Hehe..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30966937-116317327475960144?l=sarahlim88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/feeds/116317327475960144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30966937&amp;postID=116317327475960144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default/116317327475960144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default/116317327475960144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/2006/11/to-fren.html' title='To a fren...'/><author><name>Sarah Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00510795651230758890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/09/10019079/7645583254182m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30966937.post-116316827934623361</id><published>2006-11-10T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:33:35.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone Feeling Lonely...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I woke up today I knew that it was yet another similiar day.A day I'd would be alone again.A day I'd spend my time crying yet again. A day I would start all over again:Wishing my life wasn't so miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Who here has ever lost a loved one??&lt;br /&gt;Who here has ever had their heart broken??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Well,I have.And I will never forget that feeling.The unbearable pain. The day I stopped having the person who understood me most.The day I lost the faith and trust I had put in myself.The day I started to spend countless of lonely days alone.The day no one really cared.The day everyone left me.The day I started to have no friends....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Hehe..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30966937-116316827934623361?l=sarahlim88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/feeds/116316827934623361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30966937&amp;postID=116316827934623361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default/116316827934623361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default/116316827934623361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/2006/11/alone-feeling-lonely.html' title='Alone Feeling Lonely...'/><author><name>Sarah Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00510795651230758890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/09/10019079/7645583254182m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30966937.post-116309529120452044</id><published>2006-11-10T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:33:35.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit Life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can u people just let me be? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i just wanna be myself..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i don wanna be who u wan me to be...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wanna behave in my own style..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whats wrong with that?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wanna do things my own way and not the way u want me to..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wanna do whatever i wanna do.. i wanna be free..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i don wan to be kept in a cage..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wan freedom... !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just wanna be me... the childish, naughty and playful me..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stop blaming me for that! its the way i am..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm happy with it... so just leave me alone...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don force me to grow up or act like an adult.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i don wan to.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;accept me for the way i am..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don force me to change...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm going to continue being myself..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if u don like me like that then just leave me..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i don care.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm used to being lonely and alone..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everybody around me is forcing me.. give me stress...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm holding all this...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm keeping all the anger and pain in my heart..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i know i will burst one day..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm gonna kill myself one day...  so what?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nobody cares right?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u can hate me as u like.. cos i'm gonna be myself..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my life is just full of shit.. a big pile of shit..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all in feel in my life is just full of sorrow,hate, pain, tears , anger, sadness, loneliness!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hate my life! stop giving me so much pressure!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Hehe..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30966937-116309529120452044?l=sarahlim88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/feeds/116309529120452044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30966937&amp;postID=116309529120452044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default/116309529120452044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default/116309529120452044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/2006/11/shit-life.html' title='Shit Life...'/><author><name>Sarah Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00510795651230758890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/09/10019079/7645583254182m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30966937.post-116024338028626723</id><published>2006-10-08T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:33:35.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;i thought my sorrow will leave soon... i can no longer hold inside...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;the pain is getting deeper and deeper... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;why doesnt my family care about me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;is it because that i'm not their real daughter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;is it my fault?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;everything is my fault to them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;how i wish i was never born..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;how i wish that i can be loved by my mum and dad... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;why does god have to treat me like this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;i wanna leave this house... i wanna leave this family... i wanna leave this town... i wanna leave this city... i wanna leave this country..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;and i don ever wanna come back,,, i wanna be far away from here... forever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;one day i'll leave... i will certainly leave... and never come back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;they can act as i never appeared in their life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;i never existed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;i'm just an orphan... no one cares or love me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;this is my faith..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;i'm born to feel this pain... i'm born to suffer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;why doesn't anyone understand me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;why doesn't anyone care for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;i'm really hurt inside... and i need a fren to comfort me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;this pain is my heart is increasing each and everyday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;how i wish i can have someone beside me tat truely understand me... i wan  an understanding fren, or foster sis or bro... please? is there anyone out there tat understand how i really feel inside?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:SmileGirl1988@hotmail.com"&gt;SmileGirl1988@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; (msn)  find me if u wanna be... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Hehe..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30966937-116024338028626723?l=sarahlim88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/feeds/116024338028626723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30966937&amp;postID=116024338028626723&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default/116024338028626723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default/116024338028626723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/2006/10/sad-day.html' title='Sad Day...'/><author><name>Sarah Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00510795651230758890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/09/10019079/7645583254182m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30966937.post-115712791284063761</id><published>2006-09-02T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:33:35.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i don wanna cry no more!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;my heart is broken into pieces...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;no friends are around me to make it right..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;this loneliness in my heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;how i hope i can get rid of it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;how can i live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;everything tat i adore is everthing i'm living for... that is friendship&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;the only dream i ever had was just a have a few true friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i need some time to make it right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i don wanna stay like this no more!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Hehe..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30966937-115712791284063761?l=sarahlim88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/feeds/115712791284063761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30966937&amp;postID=115712791284063761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default/115712791284063761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default/115712791284063761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-don-wanna-cry-no-more.html' title='i don wanna cry no more!!!'/><author><name>Sarah Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00510795651230758890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/09/10019079/7645583254182m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30966937.post-115636242560130676</id><published>2006-08-24T03:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:33:34.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish i were dead...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;BeCause:...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I were dead,I never would have to suffer so much.&lt;br /&gt;No one shall ever understand my pain.&lt;br /&gt;All I can do in life is struggle to freedom,&lt;br /&gt;hoping that at the end of this dark,&lt;br /&gt;lonely tunnel there will be sunshine with joy,&lt;br /&gt;happiness and laughter.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;BUT....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never have that sunshine in my life.&lt;br /&gt;If only life wasn't so tough&lt;br /&gt;If only life was more peaceful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;f only I could just stab the knife that's in my hand now into my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"No natter what happens,we must go on"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...Yeah...I know this is true...&lt;br /&gt;But why is it that I feel I can't do this??&lt;br /&gt;Life is so unfair,I'll never be happy.&lt;br /&gt;I shall &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/span&gt; be in this world full of &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;SADNESS,SORROW&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;LONELINESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished I could have friends,but everyone hates me,including "him"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I wanna drive this knife into my heart &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;:'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna live...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;:'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the point??&lt;br /&gt;I never get to have freedom&lt;br /&gt;I never have &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;JOY,HAPPINESS&lt;/span&gt; or even &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;LAUGHTER&lt;/span&gt; in my life&lt;br /&gt;There's no point in living&lt;br /&gt;What's the good?&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard I try,No one will realize or care&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do,It is &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ALWAY&lt;/span&gt;S wrongIt is &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt; right&lt;br /&gt;I wished I had friends,but everyone &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;HATES &lt;/span&gt;me...&lt;br /&gt;I wished my 'candle' of life would burn out this instant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;:'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Hehe..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30966937-115636242560130676?l=sarahlim88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/09/10019079/7645583254182m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30966937.post-115636217412598123</id><published>2006-08-24T03:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:33:34.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forgive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All I want is another chance and forgiveness from you all&lt;br /&gt;I regret to have been such a fool&lt;br /&gt;I want another chance to change over&lt;br /&gt;I want your forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Can you all out there stop talking behind my back??&lt;br /&gt;One last chance...That's all I'm asking....&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever get my chance??&lt;br /&gt;Will you ever forgive me??&lt;br /&gt;this is a question for all of you out there...&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Hehe..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30966937-115636217412598123?l=sarahlim88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/feeds/115636217412598123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30966937&amp;postID=115636217412598123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default/115636217412598123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default/115636217412598123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/2006/08/forgive.html' title='forgive'/><author><name>Sarah Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00510795651230758890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/09/10019079/7645583254182m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30966937.post-115636209420512824</id><published>2006-08-24T03:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:33:33.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darkness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All around me is &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;DARKNESS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I feel is hatred&lt;br /&gt;All I have is&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; SORROW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help crying&lt;br /&gt;cause these tears of mine will never stop flowing&lt;br /&gt;All I can do is cry&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard I try&lt;br /&gt;I cannot ease my tears&lt;br /&gt;They won't stop flowing&lt;br /&gt;Cause my hea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6426/3089/1600/Best%20Frens.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rt can't stop bleeding&lt;br /&gt;All my life...&lt;br /&gt;I have been struggling and suffering&lt;br /&gt;I can't have a better life&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard I even try&lt;br /&gt;My friends keep leaving me one by one&lt;br /&gt;And many people are always talking behind my back&lt;br /&gt;I can't help thinking&lt;br /&gt;Am I a destroyer??&lt;br /&gt;Am I such a bad person??&lt;br /&gt;What did I even do??&lt;br /&gt;Would someone even tell me what I did wrong&lt;br /&gt;So that I can change??&lt;br /&gt;Can't you give me another chance??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Hehe..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30966937-115636209420512824?l=sarahlim88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/09/10019079/7645583254182m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30966937.post-115636186200469665</id><published>2006-08-24T03:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:33:33.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Why Why???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the hell wrong with &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ME&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Why do I feel so sad all the time?&lt;br /&gt;Why my tears came down sometimes ,but there is no reason to cry?&lt;br /&gt;Why sometimes in a crowded place,I still feel so lonely?&lt;br /&gt;Why sometimes,when I see you,yet I still want to cry?&lt;br /&gt;Why sometimes,when I think or miss you,my tears won't stop flowing and my heart kept on bleeding?&lt;br /&gt;Whats wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;Why won't my heart stop bleeding?&lt;br /&gt;Why does it have to be like this?&lt;br /&gt;I wanna have &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;HAPPINESS&lt;/span&gt;, but all that I have is&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; SADNESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is this world so damn cruel?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Hehe..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30966937-115636186200469665?l=sarahlim88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/feeds/115636186200469665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30966937&amp;postID=115636186200469665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default/115636186200469665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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alone...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when i call my friends, nobody is home...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i can run away but i cant hide from a stormy lonely night...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when i wanna cry, nobody lends me their shoulder to cry on...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when i need someone, nobody cares for me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when i'm feeling sad, my hearts get colder...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can someone show me what real love can do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my sky is always grey...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when the nights are getting cold and blue, nobody is by my side...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when the days are getting hard for me, nobody is with me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i was weak and i coudnt even hide...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;deep inside me I feel like I'm dying...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my world has become so empty...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The days are so cold and lonely...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and each night I feel pain...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Hehe..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30966937-115563204872611820?l=sarahlim88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/feeds/115563204872611820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30966937&amp;postID=115563204872611820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default/115563204872611820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default/115563204872611820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/2006/08/pain-pain-pain.html' title='Pain Pain Pain'/><author><name>Sarah Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00510795651230758890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/09/10019079/7645583254182m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30966937.post-115563086964346663</id><published>2006-08-15T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:33:33.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before and noW..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was a very long time ago.......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;While the birds sing cheerfully in the beautiful morning's sky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I wake up to another wonderful day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Full with joy,happiness,laughter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Being with all my wonderful friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But that was a very long time ago&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now...................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every day when I get up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All I hear is the stillness in my dark bedroom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My day starts with SORROW,SADNESSand LONELINESS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;once moreFull with tears,anger and hate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stuck in the darkest corner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With no friendsJust alone....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Long Time AgoAfter School..............&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I arrive home with a bunch of friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After finishing our homework&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We go out and play We had fun We had joy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We shared our secrets among each other&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And helped each other with our problems&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But Now....................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Reaching home with tears in my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;When I close my bedroom door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The tears won't stop rolling down my cheeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Hurt,Sad and LonelyHatred and Loneliness is all I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Others are out playing happily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;While I'm stuck in my bedroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Crying for hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;But no one cares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What did I do wrong???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What did I do in the past???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wanna know why....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just so lonelyI have no friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am being hated&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People talk behind my back ALL THE TIME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't help feeling ALONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:'(I want my normal life back..:'(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Hehe..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30966937-115563086964346663?l=sarahlim88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/feeds/115563086964346663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30966937&amp;postID=115563086964346663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default/115563086964346663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default/115563086964346663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/2006/08/before-and-now.html' title='Before and noW..'/><author><name>Sarah Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00510795651230758890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/09/10019079/7645583254182m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30966937.post-115563017002841890</id><published>2006-08-15T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:33:32.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats Wrong with my classmates?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;What is wrong with my classmates???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;All they do is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-Blame me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-Bully me&lt;br /&gt;-Hate me&lt;br /&gt;-Make fun of me&lt;br /&gt;-Say things behind my back&lt;br /&gt;-Make me feel like I don't belong in this school&lt;br /&gt;-Make things look like my fault&lt;br /&gt;-Make my life miserable&lt;br /&gt;-Use me&lt;br /&gt;-Pretend to be my friends&lt;br /&gt;-Never listen to me but want me to listen to them&lt;br /&gt;-Make me feel like I'm USELESS&lt;br /&gt;-Won't be my friends&lt;br /&gt;-Give me MORE and MORE loneliness&lt;br /&gt;-Hurt my feelings&lt;br /&gt;-Telling me I don't fit in with them 'Chinese'&lt;br /&gt;-Making me feel bad about EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I just feel so alone,so left out,so forgotten...It's like I'm an INVISIBLE person...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;:'( I have no friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;:'(The only friends I have are the teachers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;:'( The only person who would listen to my thoughts is my teacher..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;:'(Why???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;:'(What is wrong with me???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm trying my best!!:'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;:'(Why won't they understand???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;:'(I try my best to fit in,to be a better person...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;:'(But they won't let me try...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;:'(I'm not different from them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;:'(I'm just a mixed-blood...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;:'(I'm not an alien...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;:'(I'm not a Scottish,British or English...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;:'(I'm a Malaysian like all of them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;:'(But they just won't believe it...:'(&lt;br /&gt;:'(They blame me for EVERYTHING..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;:'(They think everything is MY FAULT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;:'(Every one has their mistakes and faults in life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;:'(No one is perfect in this world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;:'(But they don't have to do this to me!!:'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;:'(Alone in the dark..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;.:'(With hatred all around me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;:''(I want friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;:'( I wished i knew WHY people HATE me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;:'(I wanna know why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;:'(I cry every night because of all these thoughts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;:'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Hehe..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30966937-115563017002841890?l=sarahlim88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/feeds/115563017002841890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30966937&amp;postID=115563017002841890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default/115563017002841890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default/115563017002841890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/2006/08/whats-wrong-with-my-classmates.html' title='Whats Wrong with my classmates?'/><author><name>Sarah Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00510795651230758890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/09/10019079/7645583254182m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30966937.post-115562941435173685</id><published>2006-08-15T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:33:31.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's wrong with my friends?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;What is wrong with them???&lt;br /&gt;Can't we be good frens??&lt;br /&gt;there's nth wrong wit it!!&lt;br /&gt;Can't I have a fren???&lt;br /&gt;Why wont they understand???&lt;br /&gt;:'( They nvr understand!!&lt;br /&gt;:'( No matter how much effort i even put on..&lt;br /&gt;They ALWAYS find excuses&lt;br /&gt;:'( It's always the same...&lt;br /&gt;I have ALL the FAULTS...&lt;br /&gt;:'( They have no faults...&lt;br /&gt;:'( Only the student HAZEL LIM YEN PIN,class number25, sitting at the last seat at the second row &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;has FAULTS!!&lt;br /&gt;:'( Its ALWAYS MY FAULT!!&lt;br /&gt;:'( y?y?y?y?y?y????&lt;br /&gt;:'( i wished i nvr went to dis class!!!&lt;br /&gt;:'( its full wit ppl who BULLY me,MAKE FUN of me...&lt;br /&gt;:'( I hate it...&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Hehe..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30966937-115562941435173685?l=sarahlim88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/feeds/115562941435173685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30966937&amp;postID=115562941435173685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default/115562941435173685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default/115562941435173685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/2006/08/whats-wrong-with-my-friends.html' title='What&apos;s wrong with my friends?'/><author><name>Sarah Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00510795651230758890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/09/10019079/7645583254182m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30966937.post-115562919570147555</id><published>2006-08-15T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:33:31.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad sad sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haiz...I'm having such bad times in school...&lt;br /&gt;:'(First I start to lose friends..&lt;br /&gt;:'(Then I get scolded when it wasn't even my fault...&lt;br /&gt;:'(So many ppl are toking behind my back..&lt;br /&gt;:'(So many ppl hate me..&lt;br /&gt;:'(All I have in Life is SADNESS,SORROW and LONELINESS....&lt;br /&gt;:'(Why won't anyone care??&lt;br /&gt;I wished my world's best fren still trusted me but I know she can't trust me..&lt;br /&gt;I wished My BFF was still together with me..&lt;br /&gt;I wished My dearest friend was still friendly with me...:&lt;br /&gt;'(But they are ALL avoiding me...&lt;br /&gt;:'(What is WRONG with me???&lt;br /&gt;:'(WHAT did I do wrong???&lt;br /&gt;What,Why and How???&lt;br /&gt;:'(I wished my life was simple,full with FRIENDS,HAPPINESS,JOY and LAUGHTER&lt;br /&gt;:'(But all I have now is SADNESS, SORROW, LONELINESS, TEARS, HATE and ANGER&lt;br /&gt;:'(I wished I could have FRIENDS...&lt;br /&gt;:'(it's all I want...:'(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Hehe..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30966937-115562919570147555?l=sarahlim88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/feeds/115562919570147555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30966937&amp;postID=115562919570147555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default/115562919570147555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default/115562919570147555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/2006/08/sad-sad-sad.html' title='Sad sad sad'/><author><name>Sarah Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00510795651230758890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/09/10019079/7645583254182m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30966937.post-115262437455906542</id><published>2006-07-11T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:33:31.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Real Sarah..And the Fake Hazel...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on the 20th December 1988 that day i was born... My dad was British... My mum was Scotish mix chinese... They named me Sarah... when my i was born for about a week or two my dad left my mum... After that my mum gave me away to her sister (i don know what reason)... and changed my name to Hazel... From that day on Sarah was dead and Hazel came alive.. My Auntie was also chinese mix scotish of cos.. After that i became my auntie's daughter... and became the eldest sister of brother and two sisters... they looked like chinese more than i do... and i never knew why i don look like them very much... I never knew that the parents i have now were not my real parents until when i was 14 after my grandmother passed away on the day that i tried to commit suicide but failed.. That day i was shocked to find out that i was adopted... my "mum" told me the truth that i was her sister's daughter... there were tears in my eyes... my "auntie" was here for my grandma's funeral and i didnt even knew that she was my real mum until she went back home... that was the only time i saw her as she never came and see me... she was living in the uk... and i'm in malaysia.. that time she was here she lived with us but she didnt treat me well.. i never saw my real father before... my "mum" told me he was just an ashole... from tat day on... i started to feel hate and anger ... i felt that i hated my real parents for throwing me away.. i felt pain and there were tears everytime i think of them... My "mum" told me that my name used to be Sarah and she changed it because Sarah sounds like Salah a malay word which means wrong.. from that day Until today i still feel that my life is full of pain,sadness, tears, anger and hate... and my smiles and happy moments started to fade away.. Now i'm a Sad Girl... I feel so Sad... Nobody knows how i really feel inside... Am i now Sarah and Hazel? I'm confused... Why is god so unfair to me? i wan to be normal like all the other kids.. i wanna be with my real parents like all the other kids.. i don wan to be an "orphan"... it doesnt feel good.... its feels awful... i don know when i'm gonna burst... I cant stand all this any longer.. one day i'm gonna burst and that will be the end of me... and Hazel will also die... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Hehe..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30966937-115262437455906542?l=sarahlim88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/feeds/115262437455906542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30966937&amp;postID=115262437455906542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default/115262437455906542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default/115262437455906542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/2006/07/real-sarahand-fake-hazel.html' title='The Real Sarah..And the Fake Hazel...'/><author><name>Sarah Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00510795651230758890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/09/10019079/7645583254182m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30966937.post-115262160646847779</id><published>2006-07-11T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:33:30.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3912/3331/1600/IMG_1038dsk.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3912/3331/200/IMG_1038dsk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello... I'm Sarah Lim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Let me introduce myself... I'm 18 this year(2006)... I am a Chinese mix British mix Scotish girl.. I was born on the 20th December 1988 in Kuching, Sarawak, Malaysia... My Hobbies are Singing, Dancing, Listening to Music and many more.. I'm very interested in Music... I'm also a Playful Girl.. I Love to Make People Smile and Laughs... I like to share happiness with my friends and be with my friends and cheer them up when they are feeling down.. I'm Friendly and i like to make friends... no matter who you are, tall or short/fat or thin/rich or poor/malay or chinese or indian or watever/ugly or pretty or handsome, i will be your friend and will never forget you... I don care what you look like.. i just care about who u are inside and not from the outside... Lets be friends... My email is &lt;a href="mailto:SarahLim1988@hotmai.com"&gt;SarahLim1988@hotmai.com&lt;/a&gt; (msn and friendster too) Smile Always... Friendship Forever... Hugs And Kissies... J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ust From Sarah Lim... Your true friend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Hehe..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30966937-115262160646847779?l=sarahlim88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/feeds/115262160646847779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30966937&amp;postID=115262160646847779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default/115262160646847779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30966937/posts/default/115262160646847779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlim88.blogspot.com/2006/07/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00510795651230758890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/09/10019079/7645583254182m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
