<?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-20303630</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:27:47.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>descriptions of pain</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Laura Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706049508773007738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/taranagi/el026.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303630.post-4563669391096239267</id><published>2007-09-09T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T17:50:11.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;hello all faithful readers...i apologise yet again for not being frequent enough but with every apology i make there is a good reason for bringing u back here...this time my inspiration to write was caused by a birthday, an online friend whom i didn't have appropriate material for and also how all girls must feel when its time 2 get something for hubby dear...enjoy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lover's Birthday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I wake up this morn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;There is a dread forlorn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;My body hurts with aches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Creaks every second it wakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I arrive at school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Avoiding many a little pool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;All the while i think about your birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Pondering what to you i should say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;If you were here everything would be so easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;The thought of a kiss makes the place breezy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Imagining your smile removes the clouds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;And brings upon my heart manic pounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Suddenly my body aches no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;My heart feels not as sore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Because you put the light in my day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;The warmth in the night when you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;That you love me endlessly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;And i feel it ever so deeply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I doubt there is any more that i can say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;That might have a chance of making you sway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I'll just wish you the Happiest Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;And hope yours is as good as you made my day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20303630-4563669391096239267?l=paindescriptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4563669391096239267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20303630&amp;postID=4563669391096239267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/4563669391096239267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/4563669391096239267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello-all-faithful-readers.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706049508773007738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/taranagi/el026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303630.post-5220042668500776610</id><published>2007-07-03T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T19:39:47.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i know I've been off the blog for ages. I've also lost most of my real writing inspiration time because i don't have school exams as often and easy as before...thats the bad news. the good news is that I've written recently...just last night in fact. its not a poem its not a song...its not a story either...i guess you could call it an article. hope you enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Miss World Pageant&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember which year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;"If you could have one wish, what would it be? That's easy! World Peace!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because they say the same thing every year.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe thats what they're trained to say.&lt;br /&gt;For their sake of wanting it, the world has never completely been at peace. No one can blame Miss World for it though. It's not like a pretty face can stop any idiot man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World Peace. I suppose that term could mean different things to different people; depending on who you are, what your life has taught you and whose opinion you agree with. Peace on its own is just a place and state of being that one is content with to the extent that one would wish for nothing else. Its like i once heard; beauty is a summation of all the parts that is so perfect that nothing needs to be altered, replaced or removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All three of those definitions, as are any other, are open to interpretation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this knowledge comes an understanding - possibly- of why "war-torn" countries remain so today. All religions and their respective sects take their own beliefs and practices to be best. This includes those "religions" that don't believe in a God or many Gods or any God for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically there can be no World Peace unless everyone agrees on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt; lone definition of peace. The agreement effort itself would be too time consuming and would spark war on its own. Human nature cannot be helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human beings are the most superior being on this planet. Naturally we are also holders of the greatest power; to appreciate and sustain or to destroy and ignore. Those who understand their powers are divided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my place in the hierarchy of nature but also in the human realm. If it takes my effort to become Miss World so that people know I actually want World Peace and even then I am powerless to the ammunition then I must be powerless from the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel pretty, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I don't feel smart, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I don't feel intelligent, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I don't feel like I'm important. My life has not been my envisioned of peace and beauty as much as I want it to be. After all the reasoning &amp; evaluating I've done, as far as I'm capable, I only have 2 choices; one to be content with whatever little insignificant efforts I can make, and the other to be wishing I was mindless so I could be peaceful as an untroubled being living only on instinct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I live one of those 2 options and sometimes the other. I have no doubt I could devote myself wholly to one. I need only the positional power of the human realm that is unattainable from my position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I speak not only for World Peace but for all efforts that are supposed to be world-wide. Global Warming. Pollution. I know not of those things that are more depressing and more current. They're all current to me. Everyone has limits. There is only so much sadness and pity I can feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is a God, He ain't shown me no mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20303630-5220042668500776610?l=paindescriptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5220042668500776610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20303630&amp;postID=5220042668500776610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/5220042668500776610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/5220042668500776610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-know-ive-been-off-blog-for-ages.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706049508773007738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/taranagi/el026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303630.post-116494540128889144</id><published>2006-11-30T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T19:56:41.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;to guys reading this, it may chill u to the bone but its probably wat d gurl hu's in love wit u is thinking....but u wont know coz she doesn't wana scare u away...here goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whispers of a girl in deep love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Right now, you're the only one on my mind as i push other thoughts aside. I remember our most recent kiss as it gives a sort of bliss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;People say 'how did I live life without you'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;But I say 'my life begins and ends when you do'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Before I lived life wondering where to wander next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;And now my path has shown itself and it leads me back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Whatever this means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I'll work at making you happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Because my heart feels lighter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;When I hear your voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;See your smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Thats all I live to hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;And thats all I live to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;What was said has been said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;What has happened cant be remade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;And thats why I dont have a care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;For the past is just another nightmare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;When you're here with me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I get a glimpse of how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Whatever this means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; I'll work at making you happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; Because my heart feels lighter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; When I hear your voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; See your smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; Thats all I live to hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; And thats all I live to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20303630-116494540128889144?l=paindescriptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/feeds/116494540128889144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20303630&amp;postID=116494540128889144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/116494540128889144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/116494540128889144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/2006/11/to-guys-reading-this-it-may-chill-u-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706049508773007738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/taranagi/el026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303630.post-116488053587267706</id><published>2006-11-30T01:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T01:55:35.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;believe it...exams can be inspiration...actually, boredom from exams...waiting 4 d time 2 b over, i wrote this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;To : Santa Claus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;He is my map of the road that sets me free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;He is the one, I'm as sure as can be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;When he holds me close all through the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Keep me warm until again its light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'll never lose this love for him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;There may not be much that he's bought for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I guess its when all you want is everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Its in all he does for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Thats when i realize its him everything is in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;So my wish this year&lt;br /&gt;Is for everything that i hold dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Bring to me if ever you can&lt;br /&gt;Just maybe as you are too a mere man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Give me the one thing I cherish so&lt;br /&gt;Give it to me so i will know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'll have it in hand&lt;br /&gt;As best as i could sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Time to spend so I can mend all I've done wrong to him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And be forever with him as he is with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;In my heart&lt;br /&gt;Till death do us really part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20303630-116488053587267706?l=paindescriptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/feeds/116488053587267706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20303630&amp;postID=116488053587267706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/116488053587267706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/116488053587267706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/2006/11/believe-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706049508773007738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/taranagi/el026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303630.post-115116686634524981</id><published>2006-06-24T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T09:34:26.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;this time i have an actual school assignment...its an essay...i modified it so i could put it here...its about my grandparents...enjoy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;     My grandparents, both maternal and ferternal are separated. I have no idea what happened to the relationship between my ferternal grandparents. He is still alive, as far as I know, having left my father and his siblings with his mother, had remarried and started a whole new family I am clueless about. Like most men who left their first set of children, he only stepped back into the family when my father needed tertiary education. My grandfather paid for that education fully, from what i know, and never said another word to his first family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;    My grandmother was alone in raising my father. My father often had to live with my grandmothers' friends. That had some psychological effect on him. As I am not a qualified psychologist, I am unable to say for certain wht it did to him. I think it made him very humble and respectful. Other than that, I think it made him very judgemental and distinct. Coming back to my grandmother, I dont know what her occupation was. When my age was a single number, my parents sent my sister and I to spend the weekend with her. Later on, she complained about pains in her legs. A few months later, she passed away. Details of why she died remain unbeknownst to me to this day. All i know is that it could have been cancer. Never the less, i enjoyed being in her company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;    Moving on to my maternal grandparents, whom i know more about than my ferternal grandparents. he was an army officer. i dont know what exactly his rank was but i know he was an expert in signals, radio stuff. He was honourable and my mother and grandmother remain proud of his achievements. No matter how many military awards a man recieves, it cannot change bad habits like drinking and gambling, which my grandfather had a problem with. Moreover, in those days, drinking heavily was considered as a criteria an a womans list of how a man should be and what made him good. A second woman lured my grandfather away from his first family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;    My grandmother, having lost her husband, became more religious and I believe it kept her sane throughout the years of bringing up my mother and aunt. She took legal action, I think, and got some money from him every month. Being a teacher, she combined her salary and what little she got from her husband and brought my mother and aunt up well. My mother always says that my grandmother is a fearless little fly. My grandmother measures five feet tall and stories tell me she swatted a king cobra - which was about 3 meters long - away as if it were nothing more than a rat. She is the only grandparent I am in contact with all the time; well every weekend actually. She is now over 80 years old, diabetic but healthy, still wakes at the crack of dawn for a morning wallk and stil driving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;    From all i have said here, there are many conclusions I or anyone can come to. Marriage problems run in the family; they always do,dont they? My parents both had a tough childhood. All four of grandparents are very strong and decisive people. All that childhood history of my parents made them good parents and made my life easy because they are hardworking individuals. I am content with whatever hapened to my grandparents int he past and learnt one important lesson; even if you lose something or never had somthing, life goes on, and, the only way to do it is to think of the future, not fret over what you dont have lost, and to be thankful, albeit, grateful for what little you have at present. Things may seem small and useless at present but their value always grows with you. It takes a long while to realise their worth, so never ever complain - unless asked to do so by the management of a restaurant!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20303630-115116686634524981?l=paindescriptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/feeds/115116686634524981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20303630&amp;postID=115116686634524981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/115116686634524981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/115116686634524981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/2006/06/this-time-i-have-actual-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706049508773007738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/taranagi/el026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303630.post-114899739279262908</id><published>2006-05-30T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T06:56:32.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/taranagi/LLDesigns002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/taranagi/LLDesigns002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;well now the mid year exams are over...i havn't got anything new coz my moms camera is bunk so i'll hafta get some older picture for ya'll&lt;br /&gt;this is my first drawing of a person from head to toe...somehow my ghastly hands managed 2 chop off the top of her head also....im planning on colouring this digitally but i seem to have lost adobe photoshop on my computer...oh well...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20303630-114899739279262908?l=paindescriptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/feeds/114899739279262908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20303630&amp;postID=114899739279262908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/114899739279262908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/114899739279262908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/2006/05/well-now-mid-year-exams-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706049508773007738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/taranagi/el026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303630.post-114640731513459762</id><published>2006-04-30T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T07:04:39.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/taranagi/angelcloudtake3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/taranagi/angelcloudtake3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;this is the coloured version...please tell me how it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;edited 10.02pm malaysian time 30th May 2006 because i finalised it :)&lt;/span&gt;&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/20303630-114640731513459762?l=paindescriptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/feeds/114640731513459762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20303630&amp;postID=114640731513459762' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/114640731513459762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/114640731513459762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/2006/04/this-is-coloured-version.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706049508773007738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/taranagi/el026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303630.post-114562238415923648</id><published>2006-04-21T05:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T05:26:24.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/taranagi/angelncloud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/taranagi/angelncloud.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;hey...i wanted the picture to be separate...this is for u shao hui...since u requested pics...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20303630-114562238415923648?l=paindescriptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/feeds/114562238415923648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20303630&amp;postID=114562238415923648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/114562238415923648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/114562238415923648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/2006/04/hey_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706049508773007738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/taranagi/el026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303630.post-114562196633674370</id><published>2006-04-21T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T05:19:26.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;hey ya'll...heres a lil something...just short things...made from other inspirations...hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Music of Scouting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhythm, our foot drill&lt;br /&gt;Noise, our cheers&lt;br /&gt;Melody, our songs&lt;br /&gt;Passion, our words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teamwork &amp; coordination&lt;br /&gt;Like a grand orchestra&lt;br /&gt;Fights &amp;amp; accidents&lt;br /&gt;Drama of the song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s the music&lt;br /&gt;Music of scouting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Portrait of my Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My heart beats&lt;br /&gt;With the rhythm&lt;br /&gt;Of a song&lt;br /&gt;That plays&lt;br /&gt;When I dance&lt;br /&gt;In the colours of art&lt;br /&gt;In a portraitPortrait of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20303630-114562196633674370?l=paindescriptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/feeds/114562196633674370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20303630&amp;postID=114562196633674370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/114562196633674370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/114562196633674370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/2006/04/hey-yall.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706049508773007738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/taranagi/el026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303630.post-114527721598102034</id><published>2006-04-17T05:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T05:33:35.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/taranagi/Ayumibw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/taranagi/Ayumibw.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;hey...p.s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was one of my first attempt to write something happy...so please do tell me how it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s.&lt;br /&gt;my friend told me that i should have more pictures here so i'll get that sorted out...for now...&amp; for ur viewing pleasure, heres a lil something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20303630-114527721598102034?l=paindescriptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/feeds/114527721598102034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20303630&amp;postID=114527721598102034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/114527721598102034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/114527721598102034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/2006/04/hey_17.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706049508773007738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/taranagi/el026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303630.post-114527681294986441</id><published>2006-04-17T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T05:26:52.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;hey this is meant 2 b a song but i typed it in normal poem style...easier 4 ya'll understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 best things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Im in between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The 2 best things that'll ever happen to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The time we had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Will always be my greatest joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Though when the year ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;We'll all be thrown apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'll miss it all so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;That i'll feel outcast again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Its happened before but i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Know right now that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'll make the best of what we have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'll make it so we'll always have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;A link within our circle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Fun &amp; joy with all our little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jokes &amp; games &amp;amp; so we always are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Together in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The 2 best things that'll ever happen to us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The time we'll share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Will always be our greatest joy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20303630-114527681294986441?l=paindescriptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/feeds/114527681294986441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20303630&amp;postID=114527681294986441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/114527681294986441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/114527681294986441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/2006/04/hey-this-is-meant-2-b-song-but-i-typed.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706049508773007738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/taranagi/el026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303630.post-114424310348425166</id><published>2006-04-05T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T06:18:23.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/taranagi/showcase.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/taranagi/showcase.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey...this is the pic...that i promised...it might be a bit big...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20303630-114424310348425166?l=paindescriptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/feeds/114424310348425166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20303630&amp;postID=114424310348425166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/114424310348425166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/114424310348425166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/2006/04/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706049508773007738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/taranagi/el026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303630.post-114332764004851896</id><published>2006-03-25T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T15:00:40.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i have a picture i drew to go with this...wil post it later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;My life is a showcase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Though not my own in any way at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Yet i perform because  I have nothing else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;I am alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Awaiting a saviour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;I long for  a feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;To give a new level to my dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Like art seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Not touched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Like a landscape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;You cannot take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;I am a showcase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Seen and heard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Yet neither at the same time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;I am a mere showcase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Though cheered on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Though admired from afar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;In the mirror, i see not why they cheer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;In the mirror, i see not what they admire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Though i can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;I see nothing but emptiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;An accidental arrangement of features&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Fading away to clarify&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;What is behind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20303630-114332764004851896?l=paindescriptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/feeds/114332764004851896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20303630&amp;postID=114332764004851896' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/114332764004851896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/114332764004851896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-have-picture-i-drew-to-go-with-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706049508773007738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/taranagi/el026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303630.post-114257829200218017</id><published>2006-03-16T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T22:51:32.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Clear salty liquid courses within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sometimes so much of it collects near my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It over flows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then it begins a new route&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This time, destined a downward roll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Until it evaporates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Or until it can no longer go downward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There's more liquid in this body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This one is mostly red &amp; thick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Thickness and colour show alot less to eyes other than mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In the thickness i see the concentration of my pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To me, the depth of colour is the depth i have sunken to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It couldn't get more painful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I couldn't sink any deeper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The worst part is the cure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There isn't one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I endure the pain as it continues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Bombarding the only thing thats kept alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nerves &amp; pain receptors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Exageration?No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tears continue to spill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Screams continue to sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Till eyes swell for crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Till throat croaks from screaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No pain is removed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have learnt this lesson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Understtood it well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Though no one else can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've tried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I disguise it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've learnt how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To conceal all that i feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Because i dont want it to spread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i need a title for this but nothing i come up with sounds right...suggestions anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20303630-114257829200218017?l=paindescriptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/feeds/114257829200218017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20303630&amp;postID=114257829200218017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/114257829200218017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/114257829200218017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/2006/03/clear-salty-liquid-courses-within.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706049508773007738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/taranagi/el026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303630.post-114077980875522826</id><published>2006-02-24T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T03:16:48.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aloha...&lt;br /&gt;hey, scream, yes some people have seen my work before this blog because last time i didn't really like computers...not that that has changed but in this era i dont think u can be a teenager and avoid computers and the internet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;this one is written in the style of a sonnet...i just took the pattern...im not so familiar with the old english but i suppose its alright if i dont use old english anyway...hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stop Complaining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I know your face&lt;br /&gt;I know your name&lt;br /&gt;You're an ace&lt;br /&gt;But you dont have fame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brown are your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And so is your hair&lt;br /&gt;Common as the skies&lt;br /&gt;Is your despair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has this&lt;br /&gt;But so you think not&lt;br /&gt;If you only want bliss&lt;br /&gt;Then it's like wanting ice not to melt when its hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this life where there is but irony&lt;br /&gt;Please dont tell me that you want to change destiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;thats all for now...because i have things to do and people to please...not that you're all not part of them...its just that i hope this will keep you pleased till next time...hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20303630-114077980875522826?l=paindescriptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/feeds/114077980875522826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20303630&amp;postID=114077980875522826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/114077980875522826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/114077980875522826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/2006/02/aloha.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706049508773007738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/taranagi/el026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303630.post-113884495328458923</id><published>2006-02-01T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T17:49:13.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;third song on the blog...pls comment...pls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Leave us alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Dusty fans are spinning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;The bell in the distance, ringing&lt;br /&gt;Fellow students coughing&lt;br /&gt;Flipping, scratching and thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause an exam is your future&lt;br /&gt;But why do we all bother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Sometimes we all sleep restlessly&lt;br /&gt;    Everyone thinks they wanted to be&lt;br /&gt;    But they dont get that&lt;br /&gt;    We're different from them&lt;br /&gt;    Why cant you leave us alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside the world's working&lt;br /&gt;Teenagers like us just wanted to say&lt;br /&gt;We have ideas that you might have missed&lt;br /&gt;Hear us out 'cause we just wanted to help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    'Cause everyone has got their own dreams&lt;br /&gt;    How hard we try we just cannot deny&lt;br /&gt;    That you had all your hopes so high&lt;br /&gt;    We're just different from you so&lt;br /&gt;    Why cant you leave us alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20303630-113884495328458923?l=paindescriptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/feeds/113884495328458923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20303630&amp;postID=113884495328458923' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/113884495328458923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/113884495328458923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/2006/02/third-song-on-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706049508773007738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/taranagi/el026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303630.post-113841562348518504</id><published>2006-01-27T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T18:33:43.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;this is another song i wrote...many more to come...hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;so just lay back and start commenting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Sit down and put my hands on my lap&lt;br /&gt;Look around, yawn, give me a slap&lt;br /&gt;Stare at the lake, of which waters lap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one's here, im all alone&lt;br /&gt;The lake is empty, it has but nothing&lt;br /&gt;A breeze passes, my hair is blown&lt;br /&gt;Stare at this scenery, this is soothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    When i leave&lt;br /&gt;    The pain returns&lt;br /&gt;    Almost cripling&lt;br /&gt;    As i stand and turn&lt;br /&gt;    But i have to cover it up&lt;br /&gt;    Hold my head high and sile&lt;br /&gt;    As if i had no pain receptors&lt;br /&gt;    I carry on my role just as an actor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see me here&lt;br /&gt;Winning the best actor award&lt;br /&gt;But i know this is a real life experience&lt;br /&gt;Nothing was fabricated&lt;br /&gt;I won because i do this everyday&lt;br /&gt;Dont you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20303630-113841562348518504?l=paindescriptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/feeds/113841562348518504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20303630&amp;postID=113841562348518504' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/113841562348518504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/113841562348518504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/2006/01/this-is-another-song-i-wrote.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706049508773007738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/taranagi/el026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303630.post-113827114496750135</id><published>2006-01-26T02:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T02:25:45.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i am someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;or something you call me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;that has died countless deaths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;in efforts to meet your demands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;endured inexplicable pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;only to have life restored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;to be put through more pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;in the face of accusation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;what kind of force are you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;one so evil as to brong me back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;for the reason that you think i should suffer more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;give me a complete death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;my will be written&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;in words too weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;let me DIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;this next piece is actually the lyrics of a song i haven't put into manuscript yet...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fool of an Amateur&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;There's a noise around me&lt;br /&gt;No one is aware&lt;br /&gt;The after-rain chill is&lt;br /&gt;Holding me close&lt;br /&gt;I sense their glee&lt;br /&gt;Mixed with something&lt;br /&gt;Of stress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    For you it may always be easy&lt;br /&gt;    For you it all comes naturally&lt;br /&gt;    But i will never see it your way&lt;br /&gt;    'Cause all i am to you is simply&lt;br /&gt;    A not knowing inexperienced&lt;br /&gt;    Fool of an amateur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at it another way&lt;br /&gt;I have something&lt;br /&gt;Just that it's not the way you think about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20303630-113827114496750135?l=paindescriptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/feeds/113827114496750135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20303630&amp;postID=113827114496750135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/113827114496750135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/113827114496750135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-am-someone-or-something-you-call-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706049508773007738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/taranagi/el026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303630.post-113759108008865629</id><published>2006-01-18T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T05:31:20.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i have nothing much to say about myself ever at all so i shall put my creative pieces here as a record of what i write.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the different colours represent different pieces.the second part of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;brown piece &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;was taken from the lyrics of Aaliyah's "i miss you". one of the few things that could make me sad and happy at the same time. if you dont understand this then you can tell me and i shall explain it...hehe :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;maybe you smell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;maybe you're ugly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;you may not sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;you may not dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;but when im there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i cant smell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i cant see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i cant hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i cant move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;yet im not quite dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;because you keep me going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;why aren't you here?&lt;br /&gt;im sad&lt;br /&gt;so sad that i could cry&lt;br /&gt;im angry&lt;br /&gt;so angry i could scream&lt;br /&gt;outside your pressence&lt;br /&gt;i have no sense&lt;br /&gt;i have no words&lt;br /&gt;at least none outwards&lt;br /&gt;i dont have strength and&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like doing anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come back to me&lt;br /&gt;can you hear me&lt;br /&gt;hear me calling&lt;br /&gt;for you&lt;br /&gt;coz' its been too long&lt;br /&gt;and im lost without you&lt;br /&gt;what am i gonna do?&lt;br /&gt;said i'd be needing you&lt;br /&gt;wanting you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20303630-113759108008865629?l=paindescriptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/feeds/113759108008865629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20303630&amp;postID=113759108008865629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/113759108008865629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20303630/posts/default/113759108008865629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paindescriptions.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-think-i-have-nothing-much-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02706049508773007738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/taranagi/el026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303630.post-113590651744873947</id><published>2005-12-29T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T17:35:17.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;since this is my first post, i will not say a lot in it. sometimes i write profusely, inexorably even.i really wonder why. its good in the sense that when it comes to exams i hav a lot to write and have no problem with the number of words.it also helps that, since im a malaysian student, the teachers of eglish are not ALL very exellent at the english language. thus, i get a high rating in their marking system. i dont think its really deserving of me to get such grades though. i feel that once i come out of malaysia, my level of the language will be nothing compared to what the americans have or even brittish or whatever. anyways...i have a brief explaination to what i am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am alone in a crowd&lt;br /&gt;cabbot be heard though i scream out loud&lt;br /&gt;whatever people say i have to bow&lt;br /&gt;'cause they never understood from then till now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20303630-113590651744873947?l=paindescriptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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