<?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-6945424300897149871</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:22:41.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HelAndMel</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945424300897149871.post-222874672757577690</id><published>2010-05-13T08:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T08:51:11.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I really wish..., Hel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at how happy she is..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Vivian for the photos..&lt;br /&gt;i miss this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/S-wfaLz1uhI/AAAAAAAAAM8/TO9FXympSbg/s1600/DSC08741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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Helmizar.&lt;br /&gt;Its been exactly 1 year 9 months 10 days since i got together with Melodee Tan Liping.&lt;br /&gt;The relationship was so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;All the ups and downs we had.&lt;br /&gt;It makes us stronger.&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, the problems starts to come..&lt;br /&gt;I am here..seeking redemption for all the mistakes i made in the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;I have realized all the wrong that i have done.&lt;br /&gt;I am here because i want to make things right.&lt;br /&gt;I want to make the relationship as beautiful as it was when it just started.&lt;br /&gt;I know i can.&lt;br /&gt;I believe i can do it.&lt;br /&gt;I admit i screwed up a lot of times and i admit there were times things got out of hand.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna say i'm sorry for everything that i have done.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna come clean.&lt;br /&gt;I am done being that version of myself.&lt;br /&gt;I have changed.&lt;br /&gt;I am that Helmizar you got together with Melodee Tan Liping.&lt;br /&gt;I am still deeply in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;I am still crazy about you.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, my love for you now is at its strongest point.&lt;br /&gt;I Love you with all my heart Melodee Tan Liping.&lt;br /&gt;Would you give me one last chance ?&lt;br /&gt;I want us to be a lovely couple like how we use to be.&lt;br /&gt;I read the Tagboard on our blog. Ever since from the very beginning.&lt;br /&gt;Alot of our friends says we're sweet. Things was really beautiful then.&lt;br /&gt;Before i started typing this post..I was reading all the post on this blog we shared.&lt;br /&gt;I read each and every one of them.&lt;br /&gt;I miss how things were. I miss you. I really miss you so much.&lt;br /&gt;I Love you and I wanna marry you Melodee Tan Liping.&lt;br /&gt;I saw one of the post you wrote..&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fooyoo! I finally got a boyfriend who i love so much! And he loves me. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can cancel out 1 of my wishes now. that someone would love me and i would love him in return.&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;This is one more..&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The love of my life, HELMIZAR&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJxx6ndOKEI/AAAAAAAAAG4/KnYH6eRkr78/s1600-h/DSCN3050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232182118935570498" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJxx6ndOKEI/AAAAAAAAAG4/KnYH6eRkr78/s320/DSCN3050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melodee Tan Liping..&lt;br /&gt;Please give me this final chance..&lt;br /&gt;I want to make you smile and happy and in love again..&lt;br /&gt;I am deeply in Love with you and i want things to be like how it was...&lt;br /&gt;I Love You Melodee Tan Liping..&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you go...&lt;br /&gt;You're the Love Of My Life...&lt;br /&gt;I Love you Melodee Tan Liping..&lt;br /&gt;This was typed out by me on 31/08/08&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you're the first thing that is on my mind every single day .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;while the birds are busy chirping their morning repertoire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i make my way to meet you so i can have u in my arms .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that girl who lives in tampines .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that girl who wears glasses .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that girl who has fair skin .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that girl whom i'm in love with .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;I still mean every word i typed..&lt;br /&gt;I Love You Melodee Tan Liping..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-5815410868324566176?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/5815410868324566176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=5815410868324566176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/5815410868324566176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/5815410868324566176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-of-my-life-hel.html' title='The Love Of My Life, Hel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJxx6ndOKEI/AAAAAAAAAG4/KnYH6eRkr78/s72-c/DSCN3050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945424300897149871.post-7811852470540256858</id><published>2009-11-23T22:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T22:12:52.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FYP</title><content type='html'>ehh... okay last post was about being without any girl bestfriends, still feeling that way except now is worse cause i found out alot of new 'CHANGES" about them... so yeah. anyways, nice to know i'll always have helmizar, azhar, aaron and shiroro! =D Azhar right now is helping me out with my web cause i suck at flash like major big time! seriously!!! if not for him, i would prob fail my fyp and never be able to even get a slight chance into poly. =D so fyp is killing my wallet... wallet is already bleeding... $46 just flew away like that, and i suppose i need to spend at least another AT LEAST $30... so sian... christmas money to spend is going to be harder now... considering i dont have much. i roughly got an idea what to do for my sister, and brother.. well else for my parents, still contemplating... helmizar &amp;amp; azhar i know what to buy, there are a bunch of stuff they want.. Aaron and Shiroro are simple too.. most prob going to celelbrate christmas very much earlier with them cus aaron is going to fly away i think around 12? sad case..... well none of my current group celebrate before so hopefully it turns out well... btw, i dont know if sabrina and vivian would be joining... seems like they dont even have time for me nor school work.. esp since now in their lifes, they spend time with their boyfriends, smoking drinking, slacking and some clubbing... kinda disappoint at the amount of bad changes but what can i do about it? it is their life anyways, not like that listen to a single word i say. i know they dont care cause when i say anything, they kept quiet.. pretty much obvious. so i only can stand there, watching them walk and going to hit a wall, and just wave and wish them good luck! Well you know, i tried to be their friend but they im not their keep or anything  so all i can do is wish them luck.... sigh* what to do?&lt;br /&gt;anyways. fyp really killing me.. hopefully it gets better soon....&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-7811852470540256858?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/7811852470540256858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=7811852470540256858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/7811852470540256858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/7811852470540256858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2009/11/fyp.html' title='FYP'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-8133921046774728029</id><published>2009-11-09T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T09:01:26.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fugly Fact-Mel</title><content type='html'>I just realise that i have always known what will happen, but i never learn my lesson and i continue to let myself get burned.. Only afew days ago, did i finally get slapped in the face by the Fugly Fact. I guess FF finally got tired of waiting around for me to finally realise it, so it got up and decided to slap me hard, forcing me to face the Fugly Fact right in the face. The odd and crazy stupid thing about this is that I knew about it, But i dont want to learn it. Im not sure if i would ever learn it, but i guess i have to learn it pretty damn soon that I'm just not ment to have any girl best friends. I suppose because i ask for alot in return and give little. Perhpes thats the reason why none of my girl best friends are being best friends.. Heck, they help me tons of ways and always try to be there, but sometimes i just wonder whether this is even any best friend-ship. Cause to me, it doesnt feel like 1. I seem to be able to get along better with guys, thats why i have afew guy best-friends. Maybe they can tahan my shit more, i dont know, but honestly, it would be nice to have a girl best friend... I would like to have 1.. maybe because im very senstive thats why i take some things too hard.. lol i dont know.. Sometimes just feel abit lonely without any girls around.. the guys are always there, but it would be nice to have a girl around to bitch with.. to tell girl stories, talk about boys etc etc... At least 1 good thing came out of today, i finally danced. and i love the feeling. i really do. i felt so free and myself.. Sometimes, when i get emotional, i look at myself and wonder what happened to me.. Like right now, i am being quite emotional. Anyways, Lots of stuff happened at home.. I wondering whether it will be over soon.. And i need some spark to make me jump for joy. i havent really been jumping for joy for very long. lol i feel like i can just cry sometimes for no freaking reason. Man, am i emo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;PS. Still havent figured out what is wrong with me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-8133921046774728029?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/8133921046774728029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=8133921046774728029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/8133921046774728029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/8133921046774728029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2009/11/fugly-fact-mel.html' title='Fugly Fact-Mel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-3760706087289014901</id><published>2009-08-09T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T02:43:56.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please..Hel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/Sn6Zu6cCaGI/AAAAAAAAAME/IsG9E7-rgG8/s1600-h/DSC00255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/Sn6Zu6cCaGI/AAAAAAAAAME/IsG9E7-rgG8/s320/DSC00255.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367896837112096866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melodee. I am writing this for you.&lt;br /&gt;I Love You.&lt;br /&gt;I trust you to know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Its the place i don't trust.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot take the risk of losing you.&lt;br /&gt;I really dont want to lose you.&lt;br /&gt;I Love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;I will say it now. i dont want you to go that place. please&lt;br /&gt;i beg you . on my knees. please . its not a good place . its really not a good place . i let you cut me a million times everyday . hurt me in every possible way but not this please . i let you kick me in the face . i let you scold me every second but not this please . i beg of you please . Melodee please . i beg you now . please dont go . its not a good place . you dont hang out at this place. you love to play bowling. you like mindcafe . you like to watch movies. you like to sit at starbucks . you like to play arcade . you like to go ehub. you love to cuddle. you love to sit and talk about each other . you love to read. you love to eat and compare on how much food you need to eat. say who's the skinniest.you're always stress at your assignments though in the end you will complete everything beautifully . i love your expression when you saw dogs with their owners. i saw that smile . that face . i love you . your scent . the smell on your hair .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i have hurt you alot. i am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;i know i am a loser. i am sorry&lt;br /&gt;i know i am not as cool as others . i am sorry&lt;br /&gt;i know i am not good looking . i am sorry&lt;br /&gt;i know i havent been the best boyfriend for you . i am sorry&lt;br /&gt;i know i've broken alot of promises . i am sorry&lt;br /&gt;i know i havent make it up to you . i am sorry&lt;br /&gt;i know i havent teach you to play the piano . i am sorry&lt;br /&gt;i know you dont trust me or believe me anymore .&lt;br /&gt;i hope you can give me a chance. i love you&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to lose you . those places are not for you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll change back to the Helmizar you knew.&lt;br /&gt;i beg you please . a million times please . i beg you please..&lt;br /&gt;dont hurt me this way...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-3760706087289014901?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/3760706087289014901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=3760706087289014901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/3760706087289014901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/3760706087289014901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2009/08/pleasehel.html' title='Please..Hel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/Sn6Zu6cCaGI/AAAAAAAAAME/IsG9E7-rgG8/s72-c/DSC00255.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945424300897149871.post-6699400079799039679</id><published>2009-05-25T10:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T10:15:50.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever</title><content type='html'>ITs been so long... I spilled all my feelings on my other blog.. and all i can say here is, i feel lost, confused and sooo insecure... i know what it is to bring my spirts up, but i cant be the 1 doing it. lol. stupid way of life. i got to go bang head. laters!! happy holidays all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Melodee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-6699400079799039679?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/6699400079799039679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=6699400079799039679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/6699400079799039679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/6699400079799039679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2009/05/whatever.html' title='whatever'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-1654572793382633938</id><published>2009-05-17T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T06:20:43.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love helmizar, i need everybodys support</title><content type='html'>I love Helmizar!!!&lt;br /&gt;although i didnt blog, hey? i still post here say i love him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways i would like to tell all of you, whoever who still reads, (which i think is very little cus we dont update much) that Helmizar is now been accepted to 1 band which happens to be very good. There is Band 1 and BAnd 2. and not many people can join in, however, his drum teacher (which im sure you guys would know who) have invited him to join Band 2 and challenged Helmizar to start learning to read nmusic notes better! I'm so very proud of him but, he dont feel as good about himself. He now thinks that he isnt as good as he ACTUALLY IS! He is also thinking of not joining the band because he is afriad he make his teacher lose face.&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to encoourage him, console and tryinjg to boost his confience up, however it isnt working. So I really think that if all of you guys could show try and boost his confience and tell him how good he is and most of all SUPPORT him in this, it would be a really great help for him, and i would really appeaciate it all!!! PLEASE HELP ME OUT HERE!!! AND PLEASE HELP HIM OUT TOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;Little note to helmizar, dont scold me for this. I'm only doing this cause you wont listen to me and i love you. This will help you and show you how good you are. And also to help you continue learning to read notes. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-1654572793382633938?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/1654572793382633938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=1654572793382633938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/1654572793382633938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/1654572793382633938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-hell.html' title='i love helmizar, i need everybodys support'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-5179830553241666655</id><published>2009-04-11T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T10:15:42.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ehh?</title><content type='html'>im sooo bored. right now, im just playing pool. lol i mean on yahoo that is. and today is sooo tiring for me! and im hungry! woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Mel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-5179830553241666655?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/5179830553241666655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=5179830553241666655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/5179830553241666655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/5179830553241666655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2009/04/ehh.html' title='ehh?'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-2986794040969547157</id><published>2009-04-07T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T00:42:03.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Planet Storm, Hel</title><content type='html'>Lending hand?&lt;br /&gt;Lift me up?&lt;br /&gt;This isn't Planet Earth.&lt;br /&gt;We came to jump around with technology on this new environment.&lt;br /&gt;With automatic robots scaling all over the Planet.&lt;br /&gt;While manually we conduct experiments in a separate shuttle.&lt;br /&gt;A white bird flew in.&lt;br /&gt;How can a white bird be on this Planet?&lt;br /&gt;It flew away and exploded into a burst of colors and reform back into a white bird again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We are left with nothing...'&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We were quiet for the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;Continuing our experiments.&lt;br /&gt;The machines were a lot of help.&lt;br /&gt;We felt a slight quake on our shuttle.&lt;br /&gt;We kept quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-2986794040969547157?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/2986794040969547157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=2986794040969547157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/2986794040969547157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/2986794040969547157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2009/04/planet-storm-hel.html' title='Planet Storm, Hel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-170903299882866180</id><published>2009-03-26T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T08:02:01.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird emtions.mel</title><content type='html'>There is this song i;ve been trying to find. It's a japanse song in Final Fantasy. The song is good! But i love the version the first time i heard. Suteki Da Ne. The first time i heard the song, the only instruments that were playing, Flute, Violin, Piano and if im not wrong, alittle guitar. Very nice. Been searching on you tube, cant find any good versions. but i found 1 good version, this 2 brothers played using Accostic Guitar(strumming) and Recorder. Damn cooll. I so wanna learn the recorder version. Recorder are easier then violin and flute. And its still nice to hear. Whao, if i ever see anyone play that infront of me, i'll tell you, i will be the happiest girl in SINGAPORE! ahahaha. BUT if they play it FOR me, I'll the be happiest girl in the whole wide world, and i will give those ppl the biggest wettest kiss! (IGORN THAT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually today im very down but then i dont know why im so crazy when im typoing all these.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-170903299882866180?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/170903299882866180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=170903299882866180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/170903299882866180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/170903299882866180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2009/03/weird-emtionsmel.html' title='Weird emtions.mel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-7973495075721798038</id><published>2009-03-25T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T06:10:21.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sad...mel</title><content type='html'>Woot, i played Left4Dead with jianhao, his gf, weile and sihui yesterday. fun sia! anyways i feel so sian. very restless... dont know why. these days like no erengy like that.... sian.... =((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-7973495075721798038?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/7973495075721798038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=7973495075721798038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/7973495075721798038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/7973495075721798038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2009/03/sadmel.html' title='sad...mel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-3957368903819306083</id><published>2009-03-21T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T06:59:52.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost the spark.mel</title><content type='html'>I'm going to be emo again&lt;br /&gt;i feel horrible for the past few days..&lt;br /&gt;But most of the time, i try to put on a smiling face and make a fool of myself so people wont notice. Today, someone commented about me, which i didnt realize.&lt;br /&gt;She said that my eyes dont have the happily siao girl spark anymore. stupid way to say a spark but still i felt odd. When i look into the mirror today, i can see what she is saying now. Maybe its me, or maybe there are some reasons for this reaction, but what can i do? Nothing..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-3957368903819306083?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/3957368903819306083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=3957368903819306083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/3957368903819306083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/3957368903819306083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2009/03/lost-sparkmel.html' title='Lost the spark.mel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-3226614287700200469</id><published>2009-03-20T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:52:11.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Girls Dream of Love.Mel</title><content type='html'>The days passed and her teardrops stays&lt;br /&gt;The wonders of life have suddenly been earsed&lt;br /&gt;Making it so very diffcult for her to not run away&lt;br /&gt;Her tears, Her misery, are the ones that stayed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And noone else could understand why she was such a fool&lt;br /&gt;for noone knows what she's going through&lt;br /&gt;Day by day, She cries in her sleep&lt;br /&gt;Only to find out, what a sheep she has been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't she just live her life with no hardship&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't life have more mercy on her&lt;br /&gt;She wondered how have she become this way&lt;br /&gt;For all she knows now is just the pain and misery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She walks along the loney path that leads to the sea&lt;br /&gt;The Sunlight shines against her fair skin&lt;br /&gt;Making them look very much like pearls&lt;br /&gt;The wind took its turn by going through her glorisar hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her long skily hair fly with the wind&lt;br /&gt;Letting the wind have its play on them&lt;br /&gt;The wind even blow against her gorgoes dress&lt;br /&gt;Her white grown lifted up and flew with the wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked down at her off-shouldered dress&lt;br /&gt;Knowing this is the best dress she owns&lt;br /&gt;As she stood before the very edge of the path&lt;br /&gt;She looks up to the Sunset and smiled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that will be the most beautiful sight&lt;br /&gt;She will ever lay her eyes upon&lt;br /&gt;She lifted her hands high like shes going to fly&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying her fantasy of being an eagle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet as she was about to fly,&lt;br /&gt;She heard a noise, unable to identiflay&lt;br /&gt;She looked back only to find out she wasnt alone&lt;br /&gt;There she sees someone standing right before her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she let her gaze wonder up,&lt;br /&gt;She saw the most beautiful man ever&lt;br /&gt;With his amazingly striking brown eyes&lt;br /&gt;Gazing at her, looking so tenderly soft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had the most thickers lips she ever seen&lt;br /&gt;The most full and tempting lips&lt;br /&gt;His gaze never left her sight&lt;br /&gt;While walking up beside her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't leave without me" he whispered in her ear&lt;br /&gt;His hand suddenly found hers, holding them tight&lt;br /&gt;She stared at them, now knowing she's not alone&lt;br /&gt;She gaze up back at him, smiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as they smiled, the police sirers echoed&lt;br /&gt;They turned to see the police on the way&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at each other they had their last kiss&lt;br /&gt;The most passionate last kiss ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't move!" a verr low uneasy voice shouted&lt;br /&gt;Both of them looked at that person, smiling still&lt;br /&gt;As the police man looked at them in amazement&lt;br /&gt;Both of them turned back to face the sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding hands tighly, they both jumped&lt;br /&gt;The police man rushed foward, unable to stop them&lt;br /&gt;He looked down to the sea, only to find himself looking back&lt;br /&gt;He scanned the whole area, unable to find them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There wasn't any splashes, not even a drop of sound&lt;br /&gt;He looked everywhere, in the sky, under the bridge, in the sea&lt;br /&gt;There wasnt any signs of anyone every jumping off&lt;br /&gt;Confused and uneasy, he walked back to his car and drove away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-3226614287700200469?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/3226614287700200469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=3226614287700200469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/3226614287700200469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/3226614287700200469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2009/03/every-girls-dream-of-lovemel.html' title='Every Girls Dream of Love.Mel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-1023210716272528550</id><published>2009-03-20T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T05:36:20.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings Of A No Shadow Kick,Hel</title><content type='html'>it was amazing how i was standing in the sunny part of the world and facing the rain right infront of me and i'm not wet. i saw the line of the rain. Cars moving underneath that dark cloud got wet and when they drive pass me they got that weird look on their faces saying&lt;br /&gt;' HEY ! IT WAS RAINING ! '&lt;br /&gt;i saw the raining getting closer to me. the rain was heavy. It was pretty obvious.i walk and walk and walk and before long i got to my house.&lt;br /&gt;Its just amazing how the rain could be there and im just a few metres away from the line if u get what i mean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-1023210716272528550?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/1023210716272528550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=1023210716272528550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/1023210716272528550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/1023210716272528550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2009/03/feelings-of-no-shadow-kickhel.html' title='Feelings Of A No Shadow Kick,Hel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-4652999851572574525</id><published>2009-03-18T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T07:21:43.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>update&amp;Happy holidays.Mel</title><content type='html'>woo.. i havent been blogging for quite some time.alot of stuff have been going on. both good and bad. i wanted to blog on monday actually. cus my baby made me very happy ah. the whole day i very happy. tuesday also very very happy. haha im not going into details because im lazy to type it all out. In any case, someone who in the first place do not like me at all, is asking me for help and also claims that "he not liking me" are just rumours which i seriously doubt. There are profts, and i ;ve seen it too so i doubt i will be treating this person that nicely. Also im not going to help this person because i dont have to and i dont want to. In this decision, there is no right nor wrong. Cause its not my problem. this kind of things, i should not get involve so i shall not get invlove unless they asks for advise which i gave the other party.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today played bowling, i didnt played as well as i do with my bro and karine. i think im more in my comfort zone with my bro and karine then to them cus i really dont feel that relaxed. haha dont know why. anyways HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO ALL! ENJOY THEM WELL! after tomorrow then shall be my holiday. hahaha. i think i will just slack around tampines then head home. im always lazy to hang out far. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;br /&gt;Melodee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-4652999851572574525?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/4652999851572574525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=4652999851572574525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/4652999851572574525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/4652999851572574525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2009/03/update-holidaysmel.html' title='update&amp;Happy holidays.Mel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-6424173903953816734</id><published>2009-03-14T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T11:10:46.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HighHopes.mel</title><content type='html'>Take Note : Melodee is only typing all this out in anger, please do not get offended, if you do, please leave before completely reading everything. Also, no offense, i'm not asking for any comments on this post or any other of my post.  This is just a place to vent. Please respect and understand.&lt;br /&gt;wahloa.... today waited to talk to him the whole day but he whole day not free... all the way he got band and hanging with his friends... yesterday also didnt spend much time tgt, the day before also. OMG im starting to feel emo when i typed out all these! I feel quite disconnected from him these past days... i feel weird saying that! Like sooo awfully weird!! like so dramatic sia... anyways, i hate when people give me FALSE HIGH HOPES... It's like they only know how to talk so much, boast, show-off and say will do this and that, but in the end, they dont even stick to what they say.... so freaking annoying! i've been getting this kind of stupid treatment on my last 2 birthdays... also getting it from everyone else, even families... always say will bring my dogs out to the beach, or we go sentosa, or take picture of whole family then frame it up, all in the end, never do.. dont know they say it since what? 2-3 years ago and they still talking about it. Boy/Girl/Best/Closefriends also the same thing sometimes! Sometimes they say they change, or they will do this, or do that, or they can, or cannot, then when it comes to the point of taking action, they bloody hell dont move... very annoying! I find that if the person isnt sure or KNOWS THAT HE/SHE cant do it, DONT ANYHOW SAY YOU CAN! It only gives people the impression that they can't count on you. Now can say we call still young so we dont know about all these and always forgive and give chances, but once in the real world, when we grow up and have to tahan all this shit, it will be different. i admit i was once like that, but in the end i tried my hardest to change, and not to say im so good or anything, actually im still changing but hell at least i improved.... argh..  i know that not everyone can change but if you make an effort, at least that will go into counting. I know im blabbing and talk as if i know too much... I just need to spill this out..&lt;br /&gt;Take Note : Melodee is only typing all this out in anger, please do not get offended, if you do, please leave before completely reading everything. Also, no offense, i'm not asking for any comments on this post or any other of my post.  This is just a place to vent. Please respect and understand.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Melodee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-6424173903953816734?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/6424173903953816734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=6424173903953816734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/6424173903953816734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/6424173903953816734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2009/03/highhopesmel.html' title='HighHopes.mel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-6906919812821207593</id><published>2009-03-13T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T23:03:21.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bowling.mel</title><content type='html'>woo foo.. yesterday after school, changed then my baby send me to work at my sisters shop. Not much crowd leh... but me and ying xue had alot of talk about. hahaha. =D cool. i enjoyed it alot, anyways, after that my dad n mum picked me up and drop me E-hub to meet my bro and karine. wahaha. play bowling! but we told my parents we watch a movie, just that she wont allow my bro n karine to play bowling. haha. woo and i beat my highest score already. 137! woo hoo!! How cool man! hhaha. and my scores very nice. but i didnt get the chance to take picture. sad case..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss helmizar... lol. i know i sound needy, i just really miss him ah... sad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;br /&gt;Melodee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-6906919812821207593?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/6906919812821207593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=6906919812821207593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/6906919812821207593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/6906919812821207593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2009/03/bowlingmel.html' title='bowling.mel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-8400061755092638202</id><published>2009-03-12T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T08:15:04.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>moodless.mel</title><content type='html'>today im moodless again..... i love you too helmizar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-8400061755092638202?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/8400061755092638202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=8400061755092638202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/8400061755092638202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/8400061755092638202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2009/03/moodlessmel.html' title='moodless.mel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-8224298207572576111</id><published>2009-03-10T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T05:51:08.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Helmizar</title><content type='html'>I Love you Melodee.&lt;br /&gt;I Really do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-8224298207572576111?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/8224298207572576111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=8224298207572576111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/8224298207572576111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/8224298207572576111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2009/03/helmizar.html' title='Helmizar'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-5702101120894956827</id><published>2009-03-06T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T09:19:33.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>changing blog.mel</title><content type='html'>Hey everybody!&lt;br /&gt;I decided to have my own blog again! Cause i feel weird when im blogging on a blog where i SURPOSE to share with someone who doesnt blog. lol. anyways, if you are interested to read about my daily life(which i hope you dont get offended or hate me whatsoever) the link is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://full-of-melodee.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://full-of-melodee.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont be changing the blog skin anytime soon. 1stly, i dont know how to (Although i am a designer student, im not very much into blogging until now.)&lt;br /&gt;2ndly, Lazy&lt;br /&gt;3rdly, lazy to design my own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-5702101120894956827?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/5702101120894956827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=5702101120894956827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/5702101120894956827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/5702101120894956827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2009/03/changing-blogmel.html' title='changing blog.mel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-9014295298186358739</id><published>2009-03-05T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T07:59:44.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOD DAY.mel</title><content type='html'>Well today is Kyros birthday! Happy birthday and i hope that you had a great day. Esp since the cake was sooooooo mouth-watering! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is a good day, surprisingly. Took the bus and walked to school, went for Ms ellya's class, greet afew of my classmates, put down my bag, on my com, sat down, open my bag, searching for  my tumbdrive and guess what?!?!? I forgot! how cool.. lol. saded. anyways didnt have much to do for the whole day so i guess i pretty much waste my time. Today i make a fool out of myself MANY TIMES! During break, we went to play pool at safar with my pals, i treated themn to 1 hr. won the 5 games in a row, lost 2 then won another 1-2 games.&lt;br /&gt;now for the very MALOO part (if i spelled it right) i was kicking azhars leg while sitting down. and my chair have the thing below where you can rest your feet at. so i was trying to hide my feet there and azhar trying to kick me leg so my feet got caught and i lost balance and fell to knees first on the floor with my feet still stuck on the chair there. LOL! SOOO FREAKING PAISEH SIA! lucky not many people see. hahahaa.. there were a few things but i forgot what it was. haha. i took bus and walked under blocks to avoid the rain. I saw my baby cat again! hahaha. I have alot of baby cats! sadly i forgot to take picture of this 1. anyways, her fur is black and refish-orangish colour. I find looks abit dirty but SO ADORABLE! she soooo manja(dont know how to spell) i will take a picture the next time,. i show you my other baby cats another time okay? hahah now have to do Mr Tans work first. cus if i dont, i will be too lazy to do it any other day! ESP SINCE MY BRO IS BACK FROM CAMP! AHHHH I LOVE HIM! I AM NOT ASHAME TO SAY THIS. I LOVE MY MUM, MY FATHER, MY SISTER AND MY BROTHER!!!! OH AND MY DOGGIES! hahahaha and my darling boyfriend, my hot ass bestfriend! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Laters!&lt;br /&gt;cheers to all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-9014295298186358739?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/9014295298186358739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=9014295298186358739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/9014295298186358739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/9014295298186358739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2009/03/good-daymel.html' title='GOOD DAY.mel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-1788711856136449561</id><published>2009-03-02T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T08:48:31.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mean mood.mel</title><content type='html'>Mood": Mean&lt;br /&gt;yay.. im going to lose my right eye if i dont take care of it. woke up this morning to a very thick layer of flim covering every damn thing in my eye so i cant see shit. so mum brought me to go see the doctors, which then send me to A&amp;amp;E at CGH which then send me to the eye specialist doctor which send me to her boss. how nice.... the boss look like some oldies rockstar or some ah beng. he got hair like the guy in "kong fu husle" and the mostach sooooo bloody thick. and he is sooo thin with spec. so obviously i wanted to laugh but i couldnt. anyways, he said my right eye lid looks like no strenght so if it gets worse, i have to go under operation. he put me on steriods, so tml i have to go back again to see him which meand im not going school in the morning. rather disaapointing counting the fact i enjoy PE often.&lt;br /&gt;so when i came into class, aaron was like "someone came ontime" sacastic obviously but hey aaron "Nobody cares about what you think so shut you gap! no body even turn up for your stupid birthday! Get the hint?" did i hurt you little feelings? awww... so sorry...... im not really cus you hurt me alot already! this is not revenge, this is telling you to back off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-1788711856136449561?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/1788711856136449561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=1788711856136449561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/1788711856136449561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/1788711856136449561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2009/03/mean-moodmel.html' title='Mean mood.mel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-4513199648156148650</id><published>2009-02-27T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T10:34:55.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>complains&amp;FUN.Mel</title><content type='html'>Person 1 - My my, you just love looking for trouble don't you little one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me that you were just jealous because the someone you use to hang out with, decided to hang with me. It isnt my fault nether was it my intentions. And if i wanted to get back at you, i wouldnt be so coward as to go through friends. Imnot that type of person. Sorry to dissapoint you.. And stop thinking of how you feel, how we hurt you etc.. etc.. etc.. cause it isnt going to help with anything. If you contiune going on this way, you will lose friends and you are going to have a hard time making friends. I didnt ask you die to either. im asking you to STOP YOUR BLOODY NON-SENSE AND GROW UP MATURELY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person 2 - Oh please stop blaming things on me when you know i've got nothing to do with it! For goodness-sake! BE A MAN AND ADMIT YOUR MISTAKES! I am not forcing you to apologise to me for what you have SAID about me but you got to stop! OMG! Person 1 and you are soooo much alike! Blaming things on others when you know what you did wrong! Stop thinking about yourself and start thinking about others! You need to learn how to respect and how to be responisble for the things YOU DID and NOT ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person 3 - i know you are very sexual-active and need attention from girls since you cant get one, but please! Stop trying to talk sexual stuff cause it only makes you look more like a sexually manic then a pervert! Its like youre sooo obess with it! I mean, come'on i know guys watches porn and all but its not something to brag about.. Get over yourself already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person 4 - although you are NOT in my class(Thank god!) please do not make any comments about me or give me any "Ihateyou" looks. If you're thinking that because of me, im corrupting my boyfriend(your classmate) mind, well then thats too bad cause he DO NOT BELONG TO YOU! Just cause he prefer hanging out with me doesnt mean you have the right to say his stupid and dont know his race. There is nothing wrong with multi-racial couples. And for crying out loud, you are an ADULT already! You're above 21 years old! You suppose to be much more matured thinking then us! OMG!!!! You act like a bitch and PMS like 1 too! (Okay maybe that was alittle mean. I do apologise! Sincerely!) But i would really appecaite if you butt out of things you shouldnt butt in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who are reading this, i hope you are not offended. It's something i have to let out or else i will have another break down which i dont need. Breaking down by myself is 1 thing but breaking down infront of my friends is bad. I dont want my friends to worry about me cause they have other troubles going on. I trust my dearest friends (Vivian, Kai, Azhar, Izzat and Huixian) but i dont want you guys to worry about me. lol, i'm just senstive. but thank you for looking out for me and being therewhen i really need someone. =D Oh and honey, You have been there for me so many times and i thank you too. =D I'm lucky to have a boyfriend who cares so much about me. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways today's events. Went out with my whole family (including Karine and Nop) to eat lunch then we went seperated ways. My brother brough me go bowling again. SO COOL! put down our names and went up to play arcade. went to watch MARLEY &amp;amp; ME. SUPER cool movie. seriously, very nice plot. I think its based on true story. Its super sweet and shows on how tough life can be. Also showing on how much you must survice for a family, your loved ones, and how just a simple dog can change so much in your life. It makes you appeacite your pets and make you see how presious they are. The ending of the movie is such a touching scene. I know every living thing has to die but i dont like the fact. It is truly 1 of the best movies i have seen. Worth every cent! Anyways, after that played abit of of arcade, went down to buy CHOCOLATE WAFFLE ON STICK! SUPER NICE AND TASTY! then went bowling. hahaha. bowling 7 rounds. i find that i did improve but i still got A LONG WAY to go. hahah but what the heck? im gonna take it up as a hobbie anyways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is 1 hell of a long post but.... .welll..... i havent got any reasons. i guess im just too long-winded. This is me, accept it. if not, bug off! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-4513199648156148650?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/4513199648156148650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=4513199648156148650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/4513199648156148650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/4513199648156148650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2009/02/complains.html' title='complains&amp;FUN.Mel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-9112768204458966728</id><published>2009-02-25T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T04:18:31.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lessons to learn.mel</title><content type='html'>WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally am speechless! (SO NOT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently i am still the blame of all wrong causes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A VERY SIMPLE-ENGLISH LETTER TO THAT SOMEBODY WHO STILL INSIST ON BLAMING ME FOR HER WRONG DOINGS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you blame YOUR wrong doings on ME the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st time, i'll let you off the hook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd time, depending on what the problem is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd time, i'll cut you off from my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th time, If you fucking piss me off just 1 more time, i promise you, i will make you sorry for doing all this things to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to improve my paitence level and you are not helping. There is always a limit to everything. you crossed it too many times and i dont know what the hell stop me from standing up for myself in your FACE! So count your blessings. IF you want to insist im a bitch or bimbo and lousy friend, its up to you to think that way about me, but if you so much as to say it, make sure you say it to me instead of behind my back. Thats just a coward way which is totally stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only i have the right to claim i am a bitch or bimbo or whatsoever. So if i didnt give you the right to call me that, you best stick to that rule. People might say im too dramatic or too much of a complain but hell, i'm not going to let others label me. Right now you just lost not 1 but 2 friends. if i were you(which i am not, THANK GOD!) i would learn my bloody lessons before its too damn late. I might be cursing and swearing alot here, but i believe i do NOT deserve what you did to me. Not only to me, but someone else does NOT deserve it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let this be known to you, its too late to even make amends. sure may be in time i will talk to you but i sure am not going to make the mistake of trusting you ever. Once, shame on you, twice, SHAME ON YOU, 3rd time, you lost me. 4th time, You do not exsit. Even when im saying all these, it might be out of anger, disappointment and sadness but at least i let it out. So for the sake of our classmates, just learn your lessons and apologise to the people that you did wrong. not only me, but you know who are the other 3 person... IF not, its just too bad for you... You wouldnt be able to taste the amazing things lifes gives...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melodee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-9112768204458966728?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/9112768204458966728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=9112768204458966728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/9112768204458966728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/9112768204458966728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2009/02/lessons-to-learnmel.html' title='lessons to learn.mel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-2592594278038237155</id><published>2009-02-20T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T09:00:04.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BORING.Mel</title><content type='html'>BORING!!!&lt;br /&gt;I went back to Dunman Sec to meet my classmates, ITS SO FREAKING BORING MAN! I mean i miss them but it was rather boring cus didnt do much. and the weather is crazy! Its like the Sun wanna show of how much shine it can shine! anyways, met up with aqidah and sabrina then went to meet pricilla, trish etc... rather bored, happened to see MARCUS! YAY! Its been forever since i last seen him. I mean come'on? he like totally helped me out so much when i was suchh a noob in secondary. He is still as cheerful as ever and alsohappy. hahaha but he say i short! idiot! hahah anyways played cards with them at bubble tea shop.. after that, asked dad to pick me up, came home and hang with all my family members (including my future sister-in-love and brother-in-law) Watched videos and now going out soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course much love to all of you guys! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PART 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back not long ago from bowling with my bro and karine. played bowling like what 8 times? hahahaha. way too many but way too much fun to quit! first 4 games, i stink.havent played for more then a month! OMG! anyways, last 4 games did pretty well. and gosh, alot of people were watching! i guess its because we were placed at the enterence. so when they come in, they straight away come to see our side. but i must say that i am proud of myself cus i find i played quite well. hahaha. we also went arcade to play. played the usual, basketball, the 3 light thingy(dont know whats the name!). haha and they intro me to this game, damn cool. hahahah its a sponge bob game. the light will slowly come to your feet, you must step on the playform when the light comes. hahaha. super cool lah! stupidly fun! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;ate my Taiwains chicken with the sour plum, and tried the chcoc mashmellow. not bad ah. hahaha anyways i miss school.&lt;br /&gt;OH! i just realise i love to say ANYWAYS ALOT! hahahaha. =DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-2592594278038237155?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/2592594278038237155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=2592594278038237155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/2592594278038237155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/2592594278038237155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2009/02/boringmel.html' title='BORING.Mel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-7616824957182490982</id><published>2009-02-20T02:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T09:30:49.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome.Mel</title><content type='html'>Hey honey, you are most welcome for everything! I'm just glad you liked it. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to blog yesterday but had too much on... anyways, i would sooo love to compllain about something, but im not going to anymore. I believe that what goes around, comes around. and im not going to complain.&lt;br /&gt;So! Anyways, i just watched my classmates played "Left 4 Dead". Truly scary! It's something i wont dare play in the night or alone. I will have nightmares!!! haha but it was addictive to watch. esp in a big group. Done all my assigments already. right now just need to do another 4 more things.&lt;br /&gt;1. Help karine with her mediterranian uniform&lt;br /&gt;2. Help my sis edit all the photos&lt;br /&gt;3. Help my sis design her catalog, Spring Edition&lt;br /&gt;4. Find someone who can help me print my LAPTOP SKINS!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is 1.26 AM and im super bored. just done afew pages of the catalog for my sis. Helmizar, that SLEEPYHEAD already slept. hahaha so im sooo bored! Oh yeah, the firedrill today at school is a waste of time. It's hard to take it seriously, but i bet if there was really a fire, there wont be any order. hahaha, touch wood. Also i just realise how lucky i am to have very good classmates. Friends like Vivian, Huixian, Yongliang, Azhar, HuiQi and Yixuan are hard to find but lucky our paths met. hahaha. know why? This are the type of friends you  can count on for support and understanding. They are truly good friends which i hope i can stay in-contact for quite long. =D&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys for understanding me so and helping me out when i was pretty(not pretty but VERY) upset at that time. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PURE BOREDOM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-7616824957182490982?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/7616824957182490982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=7616824957182490982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/7616824957182490982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/7616824957182490982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2009/02/welcomemel.html' title='Welcome.Mel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-8134318627237068759</id><published>2009-02-19T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T05:14:16.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday To Me, Hel</title><content type='html'>Thank You Melodee.&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Everyone.&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;ESPECIALLY TO MELODEE.&lt;br /&gt;I Love You.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks For The Cookie Cake.&lt;br /&gt;It's DELICIOUS but i was too full to stuff anymore of it in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything honey.&lt;br /&gt;For being there for me all these time.&lt;br /&gt;For enduring me in my irritating mode.&lt;br /&gt;For loving me so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Melodee.Thank You Vivian.( THEY ARE BEST FRIENDS. THEY CAN'T BE APART)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Azhar for putting the cookie cake in your fridge.&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Dzul for the potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Hairil for the Honey Chicken Pau.&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Nenek (Grandmother who owns the 2nd stall from the left of ITE Tampines canteen) for that free meal and corn sticks.&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Fariz for the El Negro drumstick.&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Mizahairi for the AHEAD drumstick.&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Hui Xian for not saboing me.&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Ms Ellya for the birthday wish.&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Riduan for locking the door.&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Ms Ellya again for unlocking the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You all. I Appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-8134318627237068759?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/8134318627237068759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=8134318627237068759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/8134318627237068759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/8134318627237068759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-to-me-hel.html' title='Happy Birthday To Me, Hel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-1455202195348086482</id><published>2009-02-07T04:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T04:40:08.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>currently, its dead</title><content type='html'>I'm simply bored. and this blog seems to be dying! especially since somebody got no time to update!!!&lt;br /&gt;my post will stop until he blogs. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-1455202195348086482?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/1455202195348086482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=1455202195348086482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/1455202195348086482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/1455202195348086482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2009/02/currently-its-dead.html' title='currently, its dead'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-3809618137867409141</id><published>2009-01-23T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T08:51:03.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday wishes to my pals.Mel</title><content type='html'>Three words about today&lt;br /&gt;Tiring, Fun, Sad&lt;br /&gt;(long story short. =D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to my dearest bestfriend Vivian AKA TENNIS BALL!!&lt;br /&gt;My apologises that it wasnt much celebration, cus im really broke but i hope you had alittle fun with the cake, the pool and the present. Also, that i tried to call you after midnight but couldnt get an answer. hahah i thought i could wish you happy birthday you ah! hahaha enjoy your 'birthday cake'. and when i can, i will get the necklace for you, if i can. hahah or ask your boyfriend pay. he very good 1 right? XD anyways, TENNIS BALL, really hope you had fun lah.&lt;br /&gt;May all your days be filled with love and laughter, joy and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Much love, Melodee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to my closepal Kenny AKA AH LAM!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ehh, you not answering your stupid hp! cant even get a stupid connection! so i cant wish you a happy birthday. anyways, i havent got your present cus i dont know what to get for you. i'll try to cook something up when i meet you the next time! Anyways, totally cool with your new attitude, being a nice guy(if you know what i mean). Oh yeah, may your days be filled with joy and laughter, and hopefully some girl that can really catch your heart and tame you down alittle!&lt;br /&gt;Much love, Melodee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-3809618137867409141?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/3809618137867409141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=3809618137867409141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/3809618137867409141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/3809618137867409141'/><link 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/&gt;The cat was really cute.I Love Her.&lt;br /&gt;I reached home around 8 plus.&lt;br /&gt;Pressed The Doorbell and make my way.&lt;br /&gt;after so long. i already walk the whole house.&lt;br /&gt;i finally realise the hamster cage on top of the drawers.&lt;br /&gt;i was so happy !!&lt;br /&gt;I GOT A HAMSTER !! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love both the hamster and Melodee.&lt;br /&gt;Of Course i love Melodee MORE.&lt;br /&gt;i will take care of this hamster with my life.&lt;br /&gt;whereever i go in the house. he will follow. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-6371833871073399830?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/6371833871073399830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945424300897149871.post-8666425546578706382</id><published>2009-01-17T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T08:31:40.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick&amp;tired of insults.Mel</title><content type='html'>wah lao. i quite pissed off and sad and insulted now sia. i just realise something. most of my guys friends from primary and secondary dont give me much respect leh... quite hurting.... ite, alrdy got 2-3 person in my class like that. now im starting to wonder whether its me or they just like that. some of the insults ah, really hurt sia.. i mean they might think they joking or just saying that to see my reaction but really leh, i quite senstive, very, so this kind of thigns very hurting for me lor....haiis.... now i just waiting... nothing to do............................................................................................................ just quite hut ah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-8666425546578706382?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/8666425546578706382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=8666425546578706382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/8666425546578706382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/8666425546578706382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2009/01/sick-of-insultsmel.html' title='sick&amp;tired of insults.Mel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-6259640721364959187</id><published>2009-01-11T03:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T05:46:53.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>alone.mel</title><content type='html'>today isnt a good day for me. surprisingly its not a good day when i gotten 3 new pairs of shoes(2 for cny, 1 for now cus my slipper spoillled) im not going into all the details on why it wasnt a good day this time. at home had some argument. then i watched dance videos on youtube. at first i was enjoying it, watchiing all the movement, the chero, the extcsy feeling etc... but come to think of it, i realise i wont get the chance to dance like them, even though now im still holding onto some hope but i think i might not be able to. im afriad if i go learn now, my grades might drop and im afraid to go alone. lol. sound stupid? maybe. i wanted to go oschool to learn for so long, asked quite a number of my friends to acc me. some made broken promises, some at first say no then in the end found out they join without me and some just dont want. i think its just me bah.. cannot be evedryone around me like that. anyways, i guess i wont be learning it any time soon. starting to feel abit alone even when i know im not. i dont get much help from others when it comes to school work, my artwork and my extra learning. gosh. who knows i might be more alone then i though i was.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be feeling like what someone said. that because my past crushes, bestfriends and friends have hurt me so much that i now expected it with everyone. that i think that everyone will hurt me as much as before. then maybe i keep pushing others to the limit, to test them or something. i dont know why im doing all these. i hate being confuse..... haiis. i dont know what to think about this matter how to react. im hating all these&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-6259640721364959187?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/6259640721364959187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=6259640721364959187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/6259640721364959187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/6259640721364959187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2009/01/alonemel.html' title='alone.mel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-7771383360940873200</id><published>2009-01-10T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T09:28:37.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>choco fudge cake!!!mel</title><content type='html'>woo!! tosay me and karine help my mum make kueq labis(spelling error)!!! in the begining, both me and karine cock-eye, cannot see to make it even out. then after awhile got the hang of it. quite fun eh! hahaha nayways, i alil burn on my left hand, had to wear a plastic glove over my left hand(cut) when i use the cloth cgloves. anyways. surprisingly i like this years kueq labis(SE) and we did make quite alot. soo after that still got lots of butter so my mum wanna make butter cake. then i say choco ship cake would be wonderful then she really go make for m!! excep its not choco chip anymore, its choco fudge cake!!!&lt;br /&gt;WOOO!! very nice! but cannot eat too much or else get jeer la(SP), sick of it. but its super nice and soft. =DD&lt;br /&gt;my wound is getting better, now can bend at least. =DD cheers all!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-7771383360940873200?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945424300897149871.post-1179005785416104225</id><published>2009-01-09T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T05:42:59.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>finger cut. mel</title><content type='html'>ouch! my finger hurts! im not joking. lol. my index finger and middle finger got cut accidently today. my index finger is the worse though. i aint gonna upoad GROSS pictures of it cus its utterly disgusting! anyways, so right now im typing using both hands but my left hand is only able to use my middle finger to type. index too deep to do it. esp since it cant bend(it can, just that i will scream) anyways helmi took care of me the whole way. =D i love him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways went to temasek poly today.. the bus driver stop us at the wrong school, we went to engerinning school(my spelling sucks) i chose the course i want alrdy. =D&lt;div 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mel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-15674420958436026</id><published>2009-01-06T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T07:25:45.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day of school. MEL</title><content type='html'>Greetings!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day of school and i only have maybe 4 hours of sleep! Annoying! school "started" at 9.30am. Went to school with vivian, and met everyone else in school, outside the multi-purpose hall. Waited.... waited...... waited.......... and waited even longer. Then we saw this ummm.... was it a girl or guy? some said its a guy, some said its a girl. lol. no idea. but i think should be a guy bah. my whole class trying to decide whether its a girl or guy. you know why? That person was dressed in PE shirt and shorts, hair length like guys hair style but alittle bit longer and that person wore a hairban. We try to see if that person got boobs anot, but we cant tell. haha. huixian say its a guy, vivian also thinking, but not sure. hahaha. then vivian got freaked out cus that person was smiling alone sitting on the chair. and he/she wasnt doing anything leh!!! just smile out of no where! hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, leo finally ring up Tan, he say he help us check out. about 5 mins or so later, we found out that got no PE!!!!!!! all the PE teachers gone to some other ite today! WE LIKE DAMN PISSED LAH! Then leo got this sms whereby Tan tells him to pass around that today have NO classes!!! WTF!!! like totally WTF man!!! Ellya cancelled out class... wah sian....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, almost half of us went to safar, azhar went back home cus he needed to get his belt. Then some of us played pool, some played bowling(ME!) and some played darts. so overall, i think we did make some fun out of the WASTED time. my first game was with Aaron, Tap, Sab and Shiro. i played pretty badly cus still half awake ah... score i think around 60plus? then next round only me and Shiro play. i let vivian throw twice. first 1 she throw hit i think 7 pins. then the next 1 she throw, she got strike sia!!! hahaha. coolness! and my score with the help of my darling bestie Vivian, got 101. wahahha! the day before i beat my highest score which currently now my highest is 121!!!!! YAY! after that watched my classmates play pool, watched them play darts then i go reading already. hahaha. Vivian and Shiro left first. they look darn tired so they left to go east point buy things then go home.. slowly they left ah. then was down to sab, tap, aaron and sharil. had small talks with sab, but mostly was reading ah. then they left, i kena left alone waiting for helmizar. waited for 2 hours later. wah sian lor!!! but got my book to accompany me ah.(DONT SAY I'M A BOOKWORM!!! Actually i am ah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, my dearest love finishes class, and we met outside safar. i joined his classmates to walk over to the bustop. said Hi to yall. Talked to patience. actually, im starting to realise that shes actually a really sweet girl. Just that i guess the first impression, not always the best, but you wont really know the person until you actually GET TO KNOW that person rather then judge someone just by the looks, hear-say and first impressions. Oh, side tracked! anyways, Helmi, Patience and i went to Tampines interchange, bought ramly burger. Told the guy not to put chilli cus i dont want another stupid asthma attack to come out. but he put! and i didnt hear any apologies but ahhh wth!. in the end, kinda spoil my mood. Patience left to meet her friends at pasri ris. Then helmi send me back home. we ate the burger and drank bubble tea at the block beside mine. enjoyed a very lovely and funny conversations. We talked for quite abit more. walked back to my block, saw the grandmas and grandpas around, waved, so did helmi, then he send me up. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally enjoyed today even though in the end i got no classes(thats still annoying though!)&lt;br /&gt;whao! i just realise this is a long post. Whew. lol. actually i got lots more to tell(im a long-winded person if you havent realise) but i think i shall stop here. i bet people got bored already! but hell! what should i care! its sortta of a dairy, if you wanna read, read, if not, dont read! Hell, this is my says! =P&lt;br /&gt;haha okay lah sorry ah. i know kinda mean... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Notes:&lt;br /&gt;May all of yall have a joyful and loveable year ahead =D&lt;br /&gt;Best wishes to those who have their exams coming round.&lt;br /&gt;And may all my friends enjoy life to the fullest and look at the bright side of things!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for Vivian for always lending me a listening ear and always able to tahan my stupid nonsense. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specially for Yangrui:&lt;br /&gt;Dont be so hard on yourself. You dont choose who to love, you just love someone. But if you dont love that someone, you cant force it. It's okay because you told her in the end. And I'm proud of you cus in the end you told her instead of making up some random lie or telling her that you dont want to tell her the reason. Its best if she knows instead. Maybe it just isnt your time to find that one girl yet. Com'on lah!!! You're like so darn cool! You make me envy you cus you got the guts to go StudioWu and Oschool by yourself to learn, and when you went for lessons for your singing too. You getting all the things i want! hell!!! but its okay. =D cus you deserve it! =D you know where to find me and you got my number. so if you're feeling down, just give me a ring.=D and if you get tired of hearing my annoyingly high voice, you can always call helmizar. =D he loves helping others..&lt;br /&gt;laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-15674420958436026?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/15674420958436026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=15674420958436026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/15674420958436026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/15674420958436026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2009/01/2nd-day-of-school-mel.html' title='2nd day of school. MEL'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-3895015908412668593</id><published>2009-01-05T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T07:16:30.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love story by taylow swift</title><content type='html'>i love this lyrics of this song. seriously love it! any girls who are like me, who loves happy ending and romance, will soo love this lyrics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song Titled : Love Story&lt;br /&gt;Sang by :Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Story lyrics&lt;br /&gt;We were both young when I first saw you&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And the flashback starts&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a balcony in summer air&lt;br /&gt;See the lights,See the party the ball gowns&lt;br /&gt;See you make your way through the crowd&lt;br /&gt;And say hello&lt;br /&gt;Little did i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you were romeo you were throwing pebbles&lt;br /&gt;And my daddy said stay away from Juliet&lt;br /&gt;And i was crying on the staircase&lt;br /&gt;Begging you please don’t go, and i said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be waiting all there's left to do is run&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be the prince and I’ll be the princess&lt;br /&gt;Its a love story baby just say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i sneak out to the garden to see you&lt;br /&gt;We keep quiet 'cause we’re dead if they knew&lt;br /&gt;So close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Lets escape this town for a little while&lt;br /&gt;Cause you were romeo i was a scarlet letter&lt;br /&gt;And my daddy said stay away from Juliet&lt;br /&gt;But you were everything to me&lt;br /&gt;I was begging you please don’t go and i said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be waiting all there's left to do is run&lt;br /&gt;You be the prince and I’ll be the princess&lt;br /&gt;Its a love story baby just say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo save me, they're trying to tell me how to feel&lt;br /&gt;This love is difficult, but its real&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be afraid we’ll make it out of this mess&lt;br /&gt;Its a love story baby just say yes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got tired of waiting&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if you were ever coming around&lt;br /&gt;My faith in you was fading&lt;br /&gt;When i met you on the outskirts of town, and I said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo save me I’ve been feeling so alone&lt;br /&gt;I keep waiting for you but you never come&lt;br /&gt;Is this in my head, i don’t know what to think&lt;br /&gt;He knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring and said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marry me Juliet you’ll never have to be alone&lt;br /&gt;I love you and that's all I really know&lt;br /&gt;I talked to your dad go pick out a white dress&lt;br /&gt;Its a love story baby just say yes&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Oh,We were both young when i first saw you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-3895015908412668593?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/3895015908412668593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=3895015908412668593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/3895015908412668593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/3895015908412668593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-story-by-taylow-swift.html' title='love story by taylow swift'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-8287496113987453095</id><published>2008-12-11T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:33:41.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherishing!MEL</title><content type='html'>Hey honey, surprise to see this post?&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing this in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know today you're super tired. you slept late yesterday to accompany me and today you woke up so earlier and had to wait, and hang out, and played games with me online. So you really deserve a good rest!!&lt;br /&gt;i just want to say Thank You for everything. Everything you've done. and i am truly SORRY i spoiled alittle of the surprise you giving me. haha, it just that i want you to have fun with me!! but i am sorry! hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last 2 post you written are very sweet, and i love it.thats what i really love about you. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i love you! and i really enjoy this week with you.&lt;br /&gt;I really hope next wed ytou can join us. Izzat would love it. and Yati, and hui xian!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little notes (To Everyone):&lt;br /&gt;May all the nights be filled with warmth&lt;br /&gt;and, dreams be filled with joy.&lt;br /&gt;May your life be filled with love and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;May you excel in whatever you focus on and the impossibles in life.&lt;br /&gt;May this christmas be the most amazing one and share you happiness and joy with the ones you love and the ones you care.&lt;br /&gt;May the new year ahead and many more be a bumby but enjoying road and go all the way out! (but not for all all things!)&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, May you be able to find your one true love and go through all good and bad times together!&lt;br /&gt;Cherish everything you have. Apprecaite what others have done. Love while you can, live while you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-8287496113987453095?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/8287496113987453095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=8287496113987453095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/8287496113987453095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/8287496113987453095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2008/12/cherishingmel.html' title='Cherishing!MEL'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-7162495870176669052</id><published>2008-12-09T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:48:13.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nutcase Hamster, Hel</title><content type='html'>When the train Helmizar board was 3 stops away from Tampines Mrt Station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helmizar was :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- really eager to get off his seat to meet Melodee&lt;br /&gt;- thinking about Melodee&lt;br /&gt;- restless as he really couldn't wait to see Melodee&lt;br /&gt;- thinking about Melodee again&lt;br /&gt;- really thinking about Melodee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bolt was fun but fatigue took over my ears as they were supporting the 3D specs for the&lt;br /&gt;whole movie .&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really expect it to be funny . coming from a hamster who happens to be a NUTCASE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Melodee,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          You look great today. If i had known you were going to dress like that, i could have go formal. I Love You. You were great today. With that Clear Crystal hanging on those earrings.&lt;br /&gt;I spot it. I know how much you love it when i spot little things on you when you least expect me to. I will always be in love with you. No matter what. I meant what i wrote on that White Balloon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                             Love,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                    Helmizar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-7162495870176669052?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/7162495870176669052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=7162495870176669052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/7162495870176669052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/7162495870176669052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2008/12/nutcase-hamster-hel.html' title='Nutcase Hamster, Hel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-3275823831213164006</id><published>2008-11-26T04:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T04:42:06.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hands like fire, Hel</title><content type='html'>i hereby stand in front of all of you with my right upper limb in the air waving gloriously&lt;br /&gt;to the people that can't be seen walking around aimlessly looking for Jim Morrison who&lt;br /&gt;happens to be dead. All that connections nobody found which consist ties that never existed&lt;br /&gt;finally came true. Heavens may open up to those who deemed themselves Holy and Hell opens up to those who thought they're Holy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, i don't know what the hell i'm typing . . . AIRGO . . . i just wasted a couple of&lt;br /&gt;ten seconds or probably a minute of your life. Congratulations to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was sick yesterday, was fighting every single pain i have to send her home.in the end, i didn't.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to me, she's sick now.&lt;br /&gt;i am seriously sorry my love.&lt;br /&gt;Please take your meds and rest well.&lt;br /&gt;i am thinking of you right now.&lt;br /&gt;i pray you will be fine as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate me all you want. i will hold a Helmizar sized mirror.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-3275823831213164006?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/3275823831213164006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=3275823831213164006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/3275823831213164006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/3275823831213164006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2008/11/hands-like-fire-hel.html' title='hands like fire, Hel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-6834823033581573198</id><published>2008-11-21T03:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T04:01:37.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Hairdo, and Static kiss. MEL</title><content type='html'>Hey Finally updated recently.. Cus i guess now at least im like finishing my work up then got more time to blog and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;Today was kinda weird. Me and helmi were going to the mrt from school. then while we were going up the escaletor, we both gave a simply peck on the lips. and you know what? we kena static sia. on the lips! i was like omg! then he was like wth? hahaa. damn weird sia but totally different feeling. man i liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i just had a hair cut. cut it a lil shorter, steps and alil bit of finge. hahaha my mum say i look more cubby. then my bro say i look like small girl. hahaha i wont wanna look soooo cxubby...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-6834823033581573198?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/6834823033581573198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=6834823033581573198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/6834823033581573198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/6834823033581573198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-hairdo-and-static-kiss-mel.html' title='New Hairdo, and Static kiss. MEL'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-7877470375195931632</id><published>2008-11-16T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T04:23:48.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>With That Powertrip, Hel</title><content type='html'>had rehearsal on thursday and performance on the next day.&lt;br /&gt;it was dumb to have a full dress rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;but hell.    who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway had a very sweet moment with my sweetie girlfriend=)&lt;br /&gt;i love her.&lt;br /&gt;the performance was great. but only played 1 song out of 3.&lt;br /&gt;but its okay.&lt;br /&gt;i had fun spending time with her on friday night.&lt;br /&gt;it was really great.&lt;br /&gt;with the wind and the clear night sky.&lt;br /&gt;it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;i love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers to my success for i manage to surprise her unexpectedly.&lt;br /&gt;she call me an idiot the moment she was standing right in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;but i know she was glad to see me.&lt;br /&gt;sat at her shop for a while.&lt;br /&gt;gave some helping hand. ( did i even help ?)&lt;br /&gt;since my friends didn't picked up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;i went downtown to a chalet my aunt held.&lt;br /&gt;it was rather simple because i went there to eat and played with iPhone and went back home.&lt;br /&gt;simple day. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love You.I Really Do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-7877470375195931632?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/7877470375195931632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=7877470375195931632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/7877470375195931632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/7877470375195931632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2008/11/with-that-powertrip-hel.html' title='With That Powertrip, Hel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-5395313412427054585</id><published>2008-11-15T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T08:34:32.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 wonderful days in a row</title><content type='html'>guess what happened?&lt;br /&gt;okay, yeah i know havent been bloging... cant blame me. im too caught up with school work, family, friends, and of course, my darling boyfriend!&lt;br /&gt;anyways, yesterday i went to this performance, not bad leh. i like the sound of the drums. but then he only play 1 song. idiot. you should have told the drummer to let him play 2 songs. cus when the other drummer play, i cant hear the beat. i mean the drummer like, not so into playing it drums leh. he like play for nothing like that. no energy like that.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, the dancing was great. very enjoyable. i went there with azhar and his bro. they are very funny. esp when B and me were like making fun of azhar(XD)&lt;br /&gt;anyways, they are great to hang out with. =D i totally enjoy going out with both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, after i watched the dance right? helmi called me up. he wore his formal shirt, some button some not buttoned. and he wore a blackish grey Tshirt inside. the whole outfit, he look totally hot! anyways so he brought me to this place, damn nice!!! i mean, when you're like there in the night, its nice. we were standing at the i think 2nd floor, where you can see the open field and the sky and the train. Damn nice! and the wind was sooooooooooo cooling. its like the perfect moment. it doesnt have to be a very very beatiful place to be perfect. its just, everything, right there and then was the perfect moment. and he kissed me! i had this damn special feeling. i totally dont know how to describe but it felt soo right. it felt like this is meant to be. now when it is playing in my mind, its damn beautiful. being at the perfect moment,with the one who you love so deeply and the one who loves you uncondistionally. wow! totally romantic and awsome. Thats 1 moment, i will never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and B can dance!!!!! OMG! how i envy him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, back to today.&lt;br /&gt;helmi and i were like talking on the phone every now and then. and he told him he cant find anyone to go out. so i thought that maybe he wont be going out and dropping by to see me. then he last minute tell me say he going out. so i thought he might drop by. then he suddenly say he is sorry for 2 things. and i was like, what??&lt;br /&gt;then he reply me saying "1st, i cant message you. and for this...."&lt;br /&gt;i pianic! i thought what is this?? what it means? what thing? i got damn scare la!&lt;br /&gt;so i pick up my sis shop phone, dialled in his number and look up. and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;i saw him there!!! OMG!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I had a rush of emotions! i totally felt annoyed, but at the same time, totally relived and happy! that big dummy really know how to scare me sia!!!!&lt;br /&gt;but i love him. so very much. and he look hot by the way. the wore 2 polo tees tgt. not bad leh. quite nice. but i think he should try diff colour.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;but he look sooo goshingly hot. but not as hot as yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-5395313412427054585?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/5395313412427054585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=5395313412427054585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/5395313412427054585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/5395313412427054585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2008/11/2-wonderful-days-in-row.html' title='2 wonderful days in a row'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-473848543804784888</id><published>2008-10-23T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T05:19:43.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sweater On Your Face, Hel</title><content type='html'>honestly,&lt;br /&gt;i don't have a clue to blog on.&lt;br /&gt;i will blog when i know what to blog on.&lt;br /&gt;therefore, apologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love You Melodee.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing Will Break Us Apart.&lt;br /&gt;Not Even The End Of The World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got Her Major Crush though.&lt;br /&gt;If You Get What I Mean . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-473848543804784888?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/473848543804784888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=473848543804784888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/473848543804784888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/473848543804784888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2008/10/whole-morning-of-you-hel.html' title='My Sweater On Your Face, Hel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-1790318085477612274</id><published>2008-10-17T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T07:00:07.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Admit. MEL</title><content type='html'>hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greetings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hel buy for me a toy dog!!!AWWW!!! so cute sia! i never expected it. but he sooo adorable lah. so think to buy for me. =D i happyy sia!! ahahah&lt;br /&gt;we both decided to call the little doggie, Milo. Since ppl can make milo so nice... and i want to rememeber him. =D&lt;br /&gt;i put him on my bag so whereever i go to, the doggie get to see&lt;br /&gt;then he also can see pretty doggies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(OMG i realise i sound so bimbo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats what hel do to me!!! he makes me crazy!!! good crayzy&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;and i admit something&lt;br /&gt;I CANT GET ENOUGH OF HIM!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-1790318085477612274?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/1790318085477612274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=1790318085477612274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/1790318085477612274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/1790318085477612274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2008/10/admit-mel.html' title='Admit. MEL'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-671603539202013363</id><published>2008-10-12T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T08:23:01.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally an update. MEL</title><content type='html'>So i havent blogged for long, miss me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. anyways, been missing SOMEBODY. and i happen to see him last friday because he bugged me to go out! hahaha. and as usual, he looks cool and ACTS cool. haha. I suddenly feel so damn lucky to find a guy that finally treats me like that, and showers me with love, and i return the feeling back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like hes getting rich too, cus he is going to sell his account away. awww man! he's richer then i am! so not fair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and my best friend, vivian, shes mad! if she tells you im a bimbo, tell her im no bimbo, im bobim. LOL okay, super lame, cant blame. this is the effect i get when im bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woooo.. school is tomorrow! I hope i still mantain my grades. i wanna go TP!!!! wahhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, whole day, i stay home. =.= lazing around watching tv and using com. eating bake fish, bake chicken, bake potato. nice man! hahaha and i can eat super ring!!!! damn happy. only 3 things missing, I wanted a damn good drink, I wanted HELMI and i wanted vivian too. cus you klnow why? they confirm enjoy the food! wahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-671603539202013363?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/671603539202013363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=671603539202013363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/671603539202013363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/671603539202013363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally-update-mel.html' title='Finally an update. MEL'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-6667614186326571867</id><published>2008-10-06T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T08:57:42.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden Green Hot Air Balloon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;i'll write you a song and it won't be hard to sing &lt;br /&gt;it will be a natural anthem, familiar it may seem &lt;br /&gt;it will rally all the workers on strike for better pay &lt;br /&gt;and its chorus will resound and boost morale thoughout the day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll write you a song and i hope that you won't mind &lt;br /&gt;because all the names and places i have taken from your life &lt;br /&gt;so please don't get upset at this portrait that i paint &lt;br /&gt;it may be a little biased, but at least i wrote your name . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-6667614186326571867?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/6667614186326571867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=6667614186326571867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/6667614186326571867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/6667614186326571867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2008/10/golden-green-hot-air-balloon.html' title='Golden Green Hot Air Balloon'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-1898719261308481277</id><published>2008-09-30T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T13:28:52.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherish both my boyfriend and best friend</title><content type='html'>He sang Wonderful songs to me.&lt;br /&gt;2 i love the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grow old with you&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;Empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this 1 guy i hate alot. and i told vivian and him why, they were very close to beating the guy up, esp him. he looked so firece, so not the man i know, but i liked it. he was ready to fight for me. i love him. i got scard, so i pulled him away, for awhile, he was still pissed , but he cooled down. now i see what how lucky i am to have a boyfriend likt that and a best friend like vivian. she was so pissed, also wanted to do something about it, and she was comforting me too. she understands me... i love them both. if it werent for them, i wouldnt be typing all these down but crying in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, i want you to know, i love you  and i trust you and im not going to ever let you go. i know this week we cant meet but at least we still sms. thank you for being there for me today. and everyday. i love you, but not as much as tomorrow, but more then yesterday..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-1898719261308481277?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/1898719261308481277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=1898719261308481277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/1898719261308481277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/1898719261308481277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2008/09/cherish-both-my-boyfriend-and-best.html' title='Cherish both my boyfriend and best friend'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-4985586693424495289</id><published>2008-09-20T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T03:17:02.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled. Mel</title><content type='html'>he said that he dont wanna watch The NoteBook because the girl he used to like bought him that CD. but in the end, the girl didnt return the feelings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The NoteBook is one of my favs show. I dont wanna force him but i want to give him a new memory to replace that... I will watch it with him, and make him feel loved. That girl lost her chance to be with such a wonderful man. he doesnt deserve to have such a memory against that movie. so i will create a good one for that. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday he came over for the first time. he isnt used to it but he did it for me. and im darn grateful for that. =D&lt;br /&gt;And i enjoy last friday, where we just sit and play stupid stupid games. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope this cheers him up...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-4985586693424495289?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/4985586693424495289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=4985586693424495289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/4985586693424495289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/4985586693424495289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2008/09/untitled-mel.html' title='Untitled. Mel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-4021471489413664550</id><published>2008-09-15T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T19:08:52.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IM EVIL!!!MEL</title><content type='html'>Its very cold!!! in animation lab!!!&lt;br /&gt;super cold!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later im gonna eat cream puff infrontm of somebody!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;then i also gonna eat old chang kee infront of him!!!!&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i know, im evil!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love him! but then its fun to bully him!&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-4021471489413664550?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/4021471489413664550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=4021471489413664550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/4021471489413664550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/4021471489413664550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-evilmel.html' title='IM EVIL!!!MEL'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-8222478762451570408</id><published>2008-09-10T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T07:03:12.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love You , Hel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SMfSU6xmatI/AAAAAAAAAIg/lX6QSCajvow/s1600-h/Blog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 456px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SMfSU6xmatI/AAAAAAAAAIg/lX6QSCajvow/s320/Blog.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244391547912743634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/10U0urzTzA8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/10U0urzTzA8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-8222478762451570408?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/8222478762451570408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=8222478762451570408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/8222478762451570408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/8222478762451570408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-you-hel.html' title='I Love You , Hel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SMfSU6xmatI/AAAAAAAAAIg/lX6QSCajvow/s72-c/Blog.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945424300897149871.post-2186049020062399243</id><published>2008-09-09T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T03:51:03.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mad about him. mel</title><content type='html'>he said that I'm his first love&lt;br /&gt;and he cant believe he can ever get a girl like me&lt;br /&gt;told me that i need not worry about him and any other girl&lt;br /&gt;cause im always in his heart&lt;br /&gt;the first time he laid eyes on me,&lt;br /&gt;he fell inlove with me&lt;br /&gt;without so much as a Hi, he melts me with that smile&lt;br /&gt;that special smile that sends me into happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his sweet kisses&lt;br /&gt;his welcome embrace&lt;br /&gt;his adorable garfill eyes&lt;br /&gt;his strong warm hands&lt;br /&gt;his baby voice&lt;br /&gt;his loud weird laughter&lt;br /&gt;his silly jokes&lt;br /&gt;his lame actions&lt;br /&gt;his wonderful careness&lt;br /&gt;his great advises&lt;br /&gt;his helpful hand&lt;br /&gt;his loving kind soul&lt;br /&gt;his soft darling heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every single thing about him, i accept&lt;br /&gt;and i would love to be with him through out my life&lt;br /&gt;to be his bestfriend, his girlfriend, his wife, his wittness for life, his love..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-2186049020062399243?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/2186049020062399243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=2186049020062399243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/2186049020062399243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/2186049020062399243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2008/09/mad-about-him-mel.html' title='mad about him. mel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-4635550775608745562</id><published>2008-09-05T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T08:22:47.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>letter and pebble. Mel</title><content type='html'>5th september&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been having afew hard days.. gosh.. anyways, wrote for him a simply letter on 1 of my older drawings about how i feel and stuff... he didnt want to keep it cus i dont give away my drawings... but im very sure i want to give him cus i find its all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today he give me a pebble(i think thats how you spell).. lol remind me of the show " a bug's life". cute ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, im hungry!!!&lt;br /&gt;nothing new, i know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've fallen in deep for this guy i know. He's been there through the tough times and the most wonderful times. He's so ready to meet my family and willing to do things other guys wont. He brought me happiness and made me feel loved. Just seeing him, brightens up my day. and with a smile, my heart warms up to him. He is without a doubt, the most romantic, giving, kind hearted and loving guy i ever know. and my one and only love. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-4635550775608745562?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/4635550775608745562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=4635550775608745562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/4635550775608745562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/4635550775608745562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2008/09/letter-and-pebble-mel.html' title='letter and pebble. Mel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-6085302923622712163</id><published>2008-09-02T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T05:47:58.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>up above in the light,Hel</title><content type='html'>Thank You God.&lt;br /&gt;Just the thing i need at the best part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;i love you til my last breath&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-6085302923622712163?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/6085302923622712163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=6085302923622712163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/6085302923622712163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/6085302923622712163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2008/09/up-above-in-lighthel.html' title='up above in the light,Hel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-1132728336516337621</id><published>2008-08-31T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T00:20:11.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>in front of the brown wall,Hel</title><content type='html'>you're the first thing that is on my mind every single day .&lt;br /&gt;while the birds are busy chirping their morning repertoire&lt;br /&gt;i make my way to meet you so i can have u in my arms .&lt;br /&gt;that girl who lives in tampines .&lt;br /&gt;that girl who wears glasses .&lt;br /&gt;that girl who has fair skin .&lt;br /&gt;that girl whom i'm in love with .&lt;br /&gt;i love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-1132728336516337621?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/1132728336516337621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=1132728336516337621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/1132728336516337621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/1132728336516337621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2008/08/in-front-of-brown-wallhel.html' title='in front of the brown wall,Hel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-5723318802186235353</id><published>2008-08-29T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T01:13:40.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=P MEL</title><content type='html'>[[ 29 August 08 ]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, he got alittle angry. we both said that we will go watch Wall.E together, but yuesterday, nop surprise my sis and book the tickets for midnight movie. Nope was uppose to fly off and he play along ah. Then next thing you know, you see him at my sis shop. hahaha. my sis super happy sia! you should have seen her face, PURE JOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha anyways, on the way to my sis shop, he was sending me, i changed into a blue Tee. and he suddenly say i got a good body shape. =.= means he never notice until now!! basket!!! then i keep saying him, then he say he knows but he just say. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i woke up and found out from my sis that my mum and dad are having some probs. big probs. and im kinda worried. so my sis told my bro to take half day and talk to my mum bout it. i hope nothing goes wrong. then i think helmi got alittle pissed with me again. we talked on the phone after he finish visiting his sec sch. and i cant go out. so he was pissed off that his friends blow him off, and i too didnt meet him to go buy the jacket he wanted. i wasnt scary this time but boy do he sound pissed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The jacket is nice!!! once you buy, im gonna steal it from you !!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-5723318802186235353?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/5723318802186235353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=5723318802186235353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/5723318802186235353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/5723318802186235353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2008/08/p-mel.html' title='=P MEL'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-5913871739316919107</id><published>2008-08-25T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T20:54:43.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary side of HELMI. MEL</title><content type='html'>[[ 26 August 08 ]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im bored!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday freakin scary sia!&lt;br /&gt;Vivian, Helmi and me were sitting at Tampines inter mac, waiting for her boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly got this some FAT YELLOW DIRTY FELLOW come sit with us sia!!! I was like WTH!!!!! then Vivian told me that that yellow guy ever came and talk to her before. Asking her to be friends sia! I was like WTF!!!! i know im being mean lah but super scary you know! His mouth open then can see his tough. like freakin disgusting sia!&lt;br /&gt;then vivian very scare till she cry. then i pull her closer to sit with me, then helmi was like trying to make sure he didnt do anything. The minute vivian's bf (Jiahao) came, he keep eyeing that yellow guy. Making sure that the yellow guy dont do anythign also. So in the end, vivian and jiahao walking away. I dont know what the hell happen but the yellow guy started scolding bad signs to jaihao and vivian. then like freakin scary sia!!!&lt;br /&gt;then helmi was trying to stop them, dont want fight lah. then after that helmi ask me hurry go off. So he and me was like walking kinda fast to my bus number, saw azhar , i told him roughly what happened. then when helmi and me waiting in-line. I suddenly turn then see the YELLOW FREAKIN GUY SIA!!!!!!!!! i was damn scared lah!!!! he was like hiding behind the wall. Then like scary sia! i told helmi, the minute he look, the yellow guy started scolding the bad signs again. was like, WTF!@!!!! then helmi shouted back at him some thigns in malay then in english telling him helmi dont wanna fight with him. Then he carry on scolding. waloa. HELMIZAR BIN KARMAL!!! YOU'RE VERY SCARY YOU KNOW!!!! YOU SCARE THE HELL OUT OF ME SIA!!! then i keep tyring to pull him away from stop looking at him. then helmi hold my hand VERY TIGHT! can tell he super angry sia! I damn scared siol!!! then my hand actually quite pain cus he hold very tight but i felt safe. Then i told him he very scary. in the bus, he was like "if i see him again, im going to kill him" I was like dont do anything stupid leh. if you do stupid things, next time cant protect me and sent me home. then he just keep quiet. can tell that nothing i said went through him. so i keep quiet. after awhile, everythign went back to normal. WHEW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU LOVE FOR SENDING ME HOME YESTERDAY, OR ELSE I WILL BE SUPER SCARE!&lt;br /&gt;BUT I WAS SUPER DUPER MORE SCARE WHEN YOU ANGRY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-5913871739316919107?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/5913871739316919107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=5913871739316919107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/5913871739316919107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/5913871739316919107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2008/08/scary-side-of-helmi-mel.html' title='Scary side of HELMI. MEL'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-2716221040283751803</id><published>2008-08-24T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T19:56:17.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>!st month MEL</title><content type='html'>Today is the first month.&lt;br /&gt;My last relationship only lasted a month.&lt;br /&gt;So this better not end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i bake cookies with vivian yesterday. hahaha i like the cookies.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet and chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;fooyoo! i dont want to give people already!&lt;br /&gt;i wanna eat instead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, today, in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;it was super cold lah! this few days keep raining. i like ah&lt;br /&gt;but then very cold!!!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;so in the end, he didnt get me anyting.&lt;br /&gt;but its cool. cus he brough me out, under the rain and kissed me.&lt;br /&gt;Very sweet! and super cool sia!&lt;br /&gt;It's one of my wishes so i damn happy lah! i keep dragging him back out&lt;br /&gt;hahahah but his shows wet.&lt;br /&gt;he dont like but he didnt say. (im trying to say i can read his mind)&lt;br /&gt;he say the cookie nice.&lt;br /&gt;but then the bottom part abit too black .hahaha&lt;br /&gt;but i like it. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after that, sabrina came to the wooloo block to find us&lt;br /&gt;then she try the cookie&lt;br /&gt;she say bitter.. but she say she like. hahah i think cus sweet sweet!&lt;br /&gt;after awhile, we talk about her relationship&lt;br /&gt;then now i more dont like her bf&lt;br /&gt;i shall not name&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;anyways, what the hell, i dont really give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;Friends are suppose to help one another,&lt;br /&gt;and if some people cant understand that, then screw it&lt;br /&gt;I shallnt help if people want to be soo freakin proud.&lt;br /&gt;Even i dont fancy him, i still tell people that hes an okay guy.&lt;br /&gt;soo next time i shallnt say anything.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, give cookie to him?&lt;br /&gt;for what?&lt;br /&gt;i mean, since he wanna go around and say things behind me back&lt;br /&gt;why the freakin hell i wanna give a damn about what he feels?&lt;br /&gt;Why would i wanna share happiness with him if he isnt going to appecaited it&lt;br /&gt;and simply throw it back at my face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, helmi wanna make amends with him, so i just keep quiet&lt;br /&gt;hes soft hearted and very much kind.&lt;br /&gt;so i also dont want him to like, not be friends with him just cus im not happy with that guy~&lt;br /&gt;Sorry ah, but thats how i see things ah...&lt;br /&gt;Esp when people throw insults at my face behind my back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if i know myself well enough, i will give in sooner or later..&lt;br /&gt;so screw it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-2716221040283751803?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945424300897149871.post-843527574077126032</id><published>2008-08-24T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T06:29:13.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beneath the sky on the suspension,Hel</title><content type='html'>Performance Day.&lt;br /&gt;Half Army Marathon.&lt;br /&gt;screwed up at first but fun in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you . this 2 days are empty without you .&lt;br /&gt;i'm very sorry that i didn't reply your messages . i was stuck behind the drumset in a room&lt;br /&gt;where i'm at the very back and furthest from the door . and totally no reception .&lt;br /&gt;i'm really sorry . i miss you too . very much .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-843527574077126032?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/843527574077126032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=843527574077126032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/843527574077126032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/843527574077126032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2008/08/beneath-sky-on-suspensionhel.html' title='Beneath the sky on the suspension,Hel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-4107174767289414409</id><published>2008-08-22T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T23:09:42.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>22nd Mel</title><content type='html'>[[ 22nd August ]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waloa!!! waiting for his reply sia! Never reply me back.. then somemore he online. i know he go ite simei ah but then he never sms me!!!!!!!!! i think i know whats he doing ah but i would like him sms me eh!!! I miss him leh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-4107174767289414409?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/4107174767289414409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=4107174767289414409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/4107174767289414409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/4107174767289414409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2008/08/22nd-mel.html' title='22nd Mel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-275589528009760030</id><published>2008-08-18T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T08:21:16.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mel, Fun day spoiled</title><content type='html'>A reply to my love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything i said, you always remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every small detail, evenwhen i told you i like small little things, you still remember them. I love it when you notice them. =D I love you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice i've been happier these days?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i like the way things are going, except the face about my parents treating me ahh.. my sis and bro understanding. happy about that but i need my mum to understand too.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i fell down, hit my chin and knees on the floor. my right knee red red, then my chin blue black.. lol, saded ah but im okay. accidents happen anyways. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today got free mac in sch sia!!!! kns! i didnt take, i didnt see. then i steal SMALL bites from Art's and Vivian's burger! wahahaa. Today during break, also funny sia! I sat with him and his mates, they all super funny ah. but i trying not to laugh. so i smile =D ahahah.&lt;br /&gt;after sch, my grp and him went to tam to eat ah. then talk about ghost stories. then we decided to leave, then you know what happened? ahhahahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tab and he started jumping, screaming and running up the stairs!!! hahaha and you know why??&lt;br /&gt;We all thought got ghost or smth.. cus thats what we were talking about... then they sudden scream (like girls). then vivian, sab and azhar panic! aaron was like" what? what what"" i was like huh what thing??? then in the end they all scream before of a moth.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha damn funny sia!  But i still love him. =D no matter what. he scream like girl, still okay ah.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i had to rush hme, my mum scolding me like hell ah... so in the end my day spoil becus of that.. sian sia...&lt;br /&gt;now she not hme, go out cus they got dinner. then now i slack as much as possinle first... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil notes:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks my love for accompanying me and being there. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-275589528009760030?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/275589528009760030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=275589528009760030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/275589528009760030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/275589528009760030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2008/08/mel-fun-day-spoiled.html' title='Mel, Fun day spoiled'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-2688357812749596517</id><published>2008-08-17T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T08:21:23.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My mind all day,Hel</title><content type='html'>Now that you're awake . everything seems different .&lt;br /&gt;i looked around but there's nothing at all .&lt;br /&gt;i saw you standing there in the middle of my dreams .&lt;br /&gt;i reach out to get closer but you're moving further and further away .&lt;br /&gt;paper planes painted in red starts flying around .&lt;br /&gt;all of them holding different keys but one of them belongs to your heart .&lt;br /&gt;just like the earrings you wore that day .&lt;br /&gt;i still remember .&lt;br /&gt;but i don't need them keys anymore .&lt;br /&gt;i have you .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-2688357812749596517?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/2688357812749596517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=2688357812749596517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/2688357812749596517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/2688357812749596517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-mind-all-dayhel.html' title='My mind all day,Hel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-2814779328892595752</id><published>2008-08-08T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T05:18:27.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>park day, Mel</title><content type='html'>[[8th August 2008]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people we hang out with. Tap, Sab n azhar.. I love 'em! Including him!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJx3W6b5OWI/AAAAAAAAAH4/VU3lXwDMxWo/s1600-h/DSCN3066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232188102624754018" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJx3W6b5OWI/AAAAAAAAAH4/VU3lXwDMxWo/s320/DSCN3066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love him very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJx3W1Dxm6I/AAAAAAAAAIA/hDMnF919nDc/s1600-h/DSCN3069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232188101181414306" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJx3W1Dxm6I/AAAAAAAAAIA/hDMnF919nDc/s320/DSCN3069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If azhar switch places with tab, you can see the contrast from white to black. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJx3XJiBYXI/AAAAAAAAAII/5bXg4UHpaW0/s1600-h/DSCN3073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232188106676986226" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJx3XJiBYXI/AAAAAAAAAII/5bXg4UHpaW0/s320/DSCN3073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on the way back! All in white!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJx3XAPvZgI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3xwNU1Vv870/s1600-h/DSCN3067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232188104184391170" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJx3XAPvZgI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3xwNU1Vv870/s320/DSCN3067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; big smiles for the camera people!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJxz1mYcDfI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Hk-exnwp7lc/s1600-h/DSCN3064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232184231770983922" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJxz1mYcDfI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Hk-exnwp7lc/s320/DSCN3064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I look pretty weird in this pic.. and cubby which isnt my at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJxz1iUyJhI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Lm_PaJQZO6Y/s1600-h/DSCN3057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232184230681912850" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJxz1iUyJhI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Lm_PaJQZO6Y/s320/DSCN3057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LOL! if sab see this again, she would definatly call me "small eye sotong" again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJxz1kRctnI/AAAAAAAAAHw/nc7F6H78h-Y/s1600-h/DSCN3065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232184231204796018" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJxz1kRctnI/AAAAAAAAAHw/nc7F6H78h-Y/s320/DSCN3065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I want to take a pic of myself then azhar come kpo kpo show his teeth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJxy1kPoZhI/AAAAAAAAAHA/QHZmb4DPfKo/s1600-h/DSCN3051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232183131685545490" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJxy1kPoZhI/AAAAAAAAAHA/QHZmb4DPfKo/s320/DSCN3051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I like this picture. though i wish he was the one that was kneeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJxy1t_wiRI/AAAAAAAAAHI/yM2uOoCfkLQ/s1600-h/DSCN3056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232183134303324434" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJxy1t_wiRI/AAAAAAAAAHI/yM2uOoCfkLQ/s320/DSCN3056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at first, he was my bestfriend, now my boyfriend. and my other bestfriend became my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJxy13AHFQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/t8fZi728uxc/s1600-h/DSCN3061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232183136720721154" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJxy13AHFQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/t8fZi728uxc/s320/DSCN3061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this one, they like not happy like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJxy19vSbdI/AAAAAAAAAHY/8bTCTyPCKhk/s1600-h/DSCN3063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232183138529209810" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJxy19vSbdI/AAAAAAAAAHY/8bTCTyPCKhk/s320/DSCN3063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My very understanding bro, AZHAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJxx6KQt5II/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ovi6yPKV2qA/s1600-h/DSCN3047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232182111098496130" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJxx6KQt5II/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ovi6yPKV2qA/s320/DSCN3047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my hot girlfriend, SAB!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJxx6NH3I-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/MKmEANB2TzA/s1600-h/DSCN3048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232182111866659810" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJxx6NH3I-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/MKmEANB2TzA/s320/DSCN3048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her not-so-hot but cool boyfriend, TAP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJxx6dGMcUI/AAAAAAAAAGw/a_5nz89mwXo/s1600-h/DSCN3049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232182116154634562" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJxx6dGMcUI/AAAAAAAAAGw/a_5nz89mwXo/s320/DSCN3049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The love of my life, HELMIZAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJxx6ndOKEI/AAAAAAAAAG4/KnYH6eRkr78/s1600-h/DSCN3050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232182118935570498" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJxx6ndOKEI/AAAAAAAAAG4/KnYH6eRkr78/s320/DSCN3050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They not happy eh?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJxxrBXVN3I/AAAAAAAAAGY/KJRkbWRZQlM/s1600-h/DSCN3062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232181851012282226" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJxxrBXVN3I/AAAAAAAAAGY/KJRkbWRZQlM/s320/DSCN3062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehh... He heartpain ah, so i talking to him. then he give me that face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJxtqRKoMVI/AAAAAAAAAGI/pO18-IDI20s/s1600-h/DSCN3054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232177440027586898" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJxtqRKoMVI/AAAAAAAAAGI/pO18-IDI20s/s320/DSCN3054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it was the day before national day. We went bowling. and fooyoo! I got 2nd place for both games! First time sia! and i also super happy cause we get to go through the park, walk walk, play play, sing sing. It is a moment i cherish. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-2814779328892595752?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/2814779328892595752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=2814779328892595752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/2814779328892595752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/2814779328892595752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2008/08/park-day.html' title='park day, Mel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8g_Wk4KxtsM/SJx3W6b5OWI/AAAAAAAAAH4/VU3lXwDMxWo/s72-c/DSCN3066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945424300897149871.post-1267808563972954445</id><published>2008-08-08T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T05:18:39.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She, Hel</title><content type='html'>i am really in love with her . she makes me complete . those vapour trails she used to leave behind are now in my hands . so is she . i am now walking beside her . i am no longer at the back .&lt;br /&gt;picking up trails .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was interesting . sweet . hot . pretty . all add up to one .&lt;br /&gt;i love you girlfriend =)&lt;br /&gt;i really do.&lt;br /&gt;neoprints (first time though)and bowling and party in the park . or maybe slacking in the park .&lt;br /&gt;either way . . .&lt;br /&gt;i had fun .&lt;br /&gt;i really did .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope to get to spend more time&lt;br /&gt;and would love to send you home everyday =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-1267808563972954445?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/1267808563972954445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=1267808563972954445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/1267808563972954445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/1267808563972954445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2008/08/she.html' title='She, Hel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</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-6945424300897149871.post-4138653012938623632</id><published>2008-08-07T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T05:18:54.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our first, Mel</title><content type='html'>7th August 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our very first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fooyoo! I finally got a boyfriend who i love so much! And he loves me. =D&lt;br /&gt;I can cancel out 1 of my wishes now. that someone would love me and i would love him in return. Yesterday, i really were very happy. Tab, Sab, him and me went to E-hub. We went to buy old changkee and sweet talk. wahaha, i get to eat the chicken wing and nuggests!! He went to buy Chocolate milk tea which is my fav too. But the person accidentally put in pearl. Gross! but in any case, i still drink cus he buy. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tab and he went to play bowling. hahaha. super funny but it was nice. =D Although the score werent that great, but i had fun. =D i also help out. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, while walking back, we walk through this park which is super nice! I love to watch him and tab get along soooo well!! sab and me were like so happy behind lah! we keep saying we soo happy! And she ask me "Are you really happy?" I was like HELL YEAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we both said we love our bfs... =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945424300897149871-4138653012938623632?l=hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/4138653012938623632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945424300897149871&amp;postID=4138653012938623632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/4138653012938623632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945424300897149871/posts/default/4138653012938623632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisconstantherconstant.blogspot.com/2008/08/our-first.html' title='Our first, Mel'/><author><name>Melodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013805933155393246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
