<?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-7226929523625170234</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:59:54.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love. Angel. Music. Baby</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eelektro-pop.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7226929523625170234/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eelektro-pop.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Yestelle Vague</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744907928337569983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226929523625170234.post-4676033292366586228</id><published>2009-03-11T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T02:36:23.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TI3gsslsv1g/Sbd5VKa0wcI/AAAAAAAAACE/QvTDV_7WJCE/s1600-h/weekends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 419px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TI3gsslsv1g/Sbd5VKa0wcI/AAAAAAAAACE/QvTDV_7WJCE/s320/weekends.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311847689987867074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is our Fate, I'm Yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You changed my world with a blink of an eye&lt;br /&gt;That is something that I can not deny&lt;br /&gt;You put my soul from worst to best&lt;br /&gt;That is why I treasure you my dearest Yesty  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You just don't know what you have done for me&lt;br /&gt;You even pushed me to the best that I can be&lt;br /&gt;You really are an angel sent from above&lt;br /&gt;To take care of me and shower with love  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I'm with you I will not cry even a single a tear&lt;br /&gt;And your touch have chased away all of my fear&lt;br /&gt;You have given me a life that I could live worthwhile&lt;br /&gt;It is even better everytime you smile  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It so magical those things you've made&lt;br /&gt;To bring back my faith that almost fade&lt;br /&gt;Now my life is a dream come true&lt;br /&gt;It all began when I was loved by you  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now I have found what I am looking for&lt;br /&gt;It's you and your love and nothing more&lt;br /&gt;Co'z you have given me this feeling of contentment&lt;br /&gt;In my life something I've never felt  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wish I could talk 'til the end of day&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm running out of things to say&lt;br /&gt;So I'll end by the line you already know&lt;br /&gt;"I LOVE YOU" more than what I could show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&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;Awww, yes believe it or not, he wrote it for me. Baby, you're the sweetest thing ever. See, now how can i not resist you? You're just too adorable. I totally don't expect this from you, but oh why, thank you. I love you just the way you do baby. Though the countless times, i've said 'i love you', i truly know there are still sparks whenever we said it. I can't never get bore of it, never ever. This we made a promise, love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TI3gsslsv1g/SbeFPLDTMDI/AAAAAAAAACM/_u3ZJN9-K3I/s1600-h/new.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 414px; height: 287px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TI3gsslsv1g/SbeFPLDTMDI/AAAAAAAAACM/_u3ZJN9-K3I/s320/new.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311860781217951794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7226929523625170234-4676033292366586228?l=eelektro-pop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eelektro-pop.blogspot.com/feeds/4676033292366586228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eelektro-pop.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-our-fate-im-yours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7226929523625170234/posts/default/4676033292366586228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7226929523625170234/posts/default/4676033292366586228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eelektro-pop.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-our-fate-im-yours.html' title=''/><author><name>Yestelle Vague</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744907928337569983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TI3gsslsv1g/Sbd5VKa0wcI/AAAAAAAAACE/QvTDV_7WJCE/s72-c/weekends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226929523625170234.post-8233568644118624835</id><published>2009-02-26T02:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T03:13:45.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friends to Foe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What if the world came to a point when there are no friends needed or to be around you whenever you need them?&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel? Lonely? Sucky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what if you have too many friends and they're always around you and always be a phone call away whenever things went wrong and blunt?&lt;br /&gt;Now, how do you feel? Lucky? Appreciated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or maybe &lt;/span&gt;wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this is a problem with girls to girls friendships and i'm gonna analyse and highlight it to you.&lt;br /&gt;I am a girl, and as for i am one, i jolly well knew how girlfriends work. Well, these girlfriendship can be anything. It may be bad, good, worst, ugly, traumatising, it could be any darn things you can ever think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens when it comes to backstabbing/trust/mouth-shitting?&lt;br /&gt;I'm darn sure that this is a popular issue among the girls. And it is happening to me, yet again.&lt;br /&gt;It repeatedly happening to me. Still, i don't fucking care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may think that i might not care about this BUT never think lowly of me. You can never know how far and how vicious i can be. Yes, it's beyond your imaginations.&lt;br /&gt;One thing that you have to get it in your squeezed pea brain is, whatever secretive shits you're doing behind me, i have it solely in my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So, tell me. Are you tough enough to bring me down with all the shits you're doing, little cunt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Try me and with a snap of my finger, you can never be able to raise up your head to any fucking one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls shit-talking is irresistable huh? Not even myself can ever resist it.&lt;br /&gt;For you having me as a topic, it may not be as interesting like how i have it as yours. Jeez, you're not even qualified to be one of the many certified gossipers. Especially,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You shall consider to take my class in this huh, incapable one and that's when you'll call me your mentor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is, backstabbing is always in-trend. How cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;It is so fucking awesome that it'll triggers me to do it everytime i saw your fucking face.&lt;br /&gt;But sadly, you're fortunate that i am still treating you as a human. And if you think i am a friend, you should treat me and every friend of yours as humans. Unless you'd love to be treated as some scrap dog which you deserved to.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, and i would absofuckinglutely honoured to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the girls whom never got caught up in this situations, be aware of your those who you called friends.&lt;br /&gt;Because you can never know these dogs appeared to be wearing masks and surprisingly, these dogs are well trained and perform such dramatic acts fucking well. They can even get nominated and win an award for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Else, to whom it may concerned, GO FUCK YOURSELF.&lt;br /&gt;You're nothing and worthless piece of junk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P/S: No matter how hard you're trying and the many many ways you're up to; You can never ever outsmart me. I'll make sure of this till the day you got tired and put up the white flag. Now, let the games begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7226929523625170234-8233568644118624835?l=eelektro-pop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eelektro-pop.blogspot.com/feeds/8233568644118624835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eelektro-pop.blogspot.com/2009/02/friends-to-foe-what-if-world-came-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7226929523625170234/posts/default/8233568644118624835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7226929523625170234/posts/default/8233568644118624835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eelektro-pop.blogspot.com/2009/02/friends-to-foe-what-if-world-came-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Yestelle Vague</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744907928337569983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226929523625170234.post-569977627002889644</id><published>2009-02-04T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T07:31:46.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HELLO WORLD.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long day for me today.&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh, a long day of the longest hours of rotting at home. You got it, i almost died staring at my lappy's screen hours after hours. Playing games one after and another, songs repeatedly playing the same old shits over and over, fags flowing out like i have another ten packs to spare, countless times of heading in and out of the kitchen to make countless cups of instant coffees and of course, not forgetting thousands of times to the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;THIS IS MADNESS.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing Baby already. Gawd, i have yet to plan something for V-Day and it is really frustrating. I am only left with 4 more days and nothing still in my unfunctioning brain! Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ideas, anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7226929523625170234-569977627002889644?l=eelektro-pop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eelektro-pop.blogspot.com/feeds/569977627002889644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eelektro-pop.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7226929523625170234/posts/default/569977627002889644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7226929523625170234/posts/default/569977627002889644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eelektro-pop.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Yestelle Vague</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744907928337569983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226929523625170234.post-4595079424923032183</id><published>2009-01-29T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T08:23:45.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Right, tell me bout' it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sick of being all alone at home. It annoys me as much of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; how i watched those illegal "BANGLA" picnics scattering all around my estate. What an unbearable sight a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nd a total disgust!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheeesh, can't you all be normal people? Go hit the beach or t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he parks when you all love picnics and not doing it around housing estates. We, singaporeans, d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oes that. So when you foreigners are here, you must obey and abide the rules and regulations in this city OR consider yourself to severe punishments, dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh heck, i'm not gonna waste my effort and time ranting about you people. I'm dying of boredom, that's why.&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh speaking of BORE-DOM, i'd really wish i can get this freaking word out of my vocabs and never come back, tsk. I freaking hate to be in this BORING state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;I FREAKING DO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;I should have met Wifey earlier this afternoon but due to her freaking bad habit of not answering calls and only called back after 15457870 hours later, i wo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;uldn't have been in this lame self&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Thus, YOU SUCK.&lt;br /&gt;And i have a bad feeling that she's gonna call me and fuck me up on the phone after reading this. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry love, you made me do this. Not to worry, i'll still love you, fuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And this is for you, S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TI3gsslsv1g/SYHRrYfJhiI/AAAAAAAAAB8/tcvxkLpwPMA/s1600-h/Wifey+Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TI3gsslsv1g/SYHRrYfJhiI/AAAAAAAAAB8/tcvxkLpwPMA/s400/Wifey+Love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296745180002092578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So there goes, finafuckingly, i've post photos of us. Heh, i'm sure there'll be more coming up! Hopefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, i can't wait to meet Mr Boss tomorrow. It's only a day yet i missed him terribly already. Poor thing, that he's working late shift tonight. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, hang in there baby.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I love you like fucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Till then, Goodnight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7226929523625170234-4595079424923032183?l=eelektro-pop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eelektro-pop.blogspot.com/feeds/4595079424923032183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eelektro-pop.blogspot.com/2009/01/right-tell-me-bout-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7226929523625170234/posts/default/4595079424923032183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7226929523625170234/posts/default/4595079424923032183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eelektro-pop.blogspot.com/2009/01/right-tell-me-bout-it.html' title='Right, tell me bout&apos; it.'/><author><name>Yestelle Vague</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744907928337569983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TI3gsslsv1g/SYHRrYfJhiI/AAAAAAAAAB8/tcvxkLpwPMA/s72-c/Wifey+Love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226929523625170234.post-1064438803686962462</id><published>2009-01-29T02:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T03:02:09.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Popular And Dumb?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OKAY, READY? GO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i have issues about low-life skanks who thinks they are popular and thinks that guys will always go GAGA over them.&lt;br /&gt;you, skanks, are definitely flirty, conceited, self-concious, self-centered, preppy morons that don't care about anything else except for material possessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"and oh, who has the best clothes? and who is popular? it's us anyways."&lt;br /&gt;GO FUCK YOURSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you, skanks, worth nothing.&lt;br /&gt;you are just a low-life losers fucked up fuckers that you thought you sold your beauty to the world and to the guys. sleazing around, wow-ing about the guy who you slept with, last night. thinking that your popularity increases, and people will look upon you like a fucking SEX GODDESS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCREW YOU.&lt;br /&gt;WAKE UP. you're fucking losing your DIGNITY and your fucking PRIDE for fuck sake!&lt;br /&gt;OMG, you make me so mad, everything you do is stupid.&lt;br /&gt;i would like you if you weren't so skanky.&lt;br /&gt;it irks me whenever i think of these pathetic species.&lt;br /&gt;i think it's the way you people are born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUMB AND POPULAR.&lt;br /&gt;"POPULAR" for the sleazy things?&lt;br /&gt;nuh uh, NOT COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don't belong in my peoples list.&lt;br /&gt;and don't even BOTHER having thoughts to be my friend.&lt;br /&gt;GET REAL.&lt;br /&gt;and get the fuck outta my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7226929523625170234-1064438803686962462?l=eelektro-pop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eelektro-pop.blogspot.com/feeds/1064438803686962462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eelektro-pop.blogspot.com/2009/01/popular-and-dumb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7226929523625170234/posts/default/1064438803686962462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7226929523625170234/posts/default/1064438803686962462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eelektro-pop.blogspot.com/2009/01/popular-and-dumb.html' title='Popular And Dumb?'/><author><name>Yestelle Vague</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744907928337569983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226929523625170234.post-3543276764693795571</id><published>2008-12-03T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T06:09:05.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hello to all my beautiful people,&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my very first blog, ever. Yes, it's my first time blogging so yeah, cheers. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* Why do i start blogging?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It is because i have always have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of things in mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;in fact&lt;/span&gt; i do talked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt;. I talk about almost all of the things i have in mind, even all t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hose littlest random things to even talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tsk&lt;/span&gt;, i am even lucky to have a boyfriend who is as talkative and interactive as i am. Well actually, slightly more talkative than i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Initially, he is my personal radio station and i am just his noisy 7 year old. Oh hell yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TI3gsslsv1g/STZ01F2g-NI/AAAAAAAAABU/fyBb91AoaXY/s1600-h/1_454250257l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 251px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TI3gsslsv1g/STZ01F2g-NI/AAAAAAAAABU/fyBb91AoaXY/s200/1_454250257l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275532468963834066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;si maknenek sayang &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, to start off things; as a freshman in blogging,&lt;br /&gt;I would point out some facts of my data t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o those who might not know, so here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name is, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Yesty&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Dwi&lt;/span&gt; I&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;zzuneia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I have a wonderful incredible funky rockin' family and not to mention how cool is that? Just see the way i am baby, that might help a little yeah? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I have two moms, the biological vogue tai-tai indo-chinese mummy and the gangsta-loving step-mummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It may sounds funny or weird, but they're really really in good terms despite mum's divorced with dad.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy is magnificent, huh? Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting the loud siblings, yes i have more than 7 inlcluding the step siblings. Not gonna say much about them cus there's never an ending stor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;y about them, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, i turned eighteen every year, like totally. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I like to sleep, eat, party and more party, camwhore, curse, read, yak and yak through the whole day. If there's no one to stop me, i'll prolly still be yakking away.&lt;br /&gt;I dislike people who seeks for the wrong attention especially my attention, cus if you're one you'd better pack your dramatic character-self back home and sleep. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;As for people who thinks the world to themselves, i'm not the right person you're gonna hang out with or even talk to, cus i don't find you interesting. No, not even a pinch of it.&lt;br /&gt;And as for people who are known for being a "two-faced &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nt", you might consider yourself to even sit in a table with me or you're gonna lose that pretty face of yours, forever.&lt;br /&gt;I really meant, forever :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, why is there even such pathetic kreatures even exist in this world huh? You guys are blardy turn-offs you know. Tsk tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;Thank god that there are some people who will STILL take you as a friend. Well, maybe not knowing of that "beautiful" side of yours. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever_________ .*rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay so i'm usually nice, unless provoked. I can turn out to be your recurring nightmare, really.&lt;br /&gt;And uhh a little vulgar, i supposed.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, i'm cool to people who deserved to be treated the right away, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So currently, i am juggling with two jobs and that is, working in Getty Images doing editorial in photography and fashion spread magazines which our images have graced the covers and pages in our local fashion magazines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Second job is, i am a freelance hairstylist. basically, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; a hair-technician. In other words, a colourist.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i paint colorful hairs and you seriously need to have deep passion for it.&lt;br /&gt;One wrong step to damage, and you're busted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i think i did bragged enough of this "hi welcome to my blog" part already yeah.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Hello people, what else is there? ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TI3gsslsv1g/SXoL3-hpIwI/AAAAAAAAABk/SxN_G0ZA3RM/s1600-h/DSCN1075-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 361px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TI3gsslsv1g/SXoL3-hpIwI/AAAAAAAAABk/SxN_G0ZA3RM/s200/DSCN1075-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294557368232256258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;XOXO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7226929523625170234-3543276764693795571?l=eelektro-pop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eelektro-pop.blogspot.com/feeds/3543276764693795571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eelektro-pop.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-to-all-my-beautiful-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7226929523625170234/posts/default/3543276764693795571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7226929523625170234/posts/default/3543276764693795571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eelektro-pop.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-to-all-my-beautiful-people.html' title='Hello, world.'/><author><name>Yestelle Vague</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744907928337569983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TI3gsslsv1g/STZ01F2g-NI/AAAAAAAAABU/fyBb91AoaXY/s72-c/1_454250257l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
