<?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-4780499591257311047</id><updated>2012-02-16T23:15:48.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:3</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>vengeance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127668210792308888</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>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4780499591257311047.post-2279343997670883816</id><published>2012-02-11T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T16:22:04.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:/</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I miss meaning something to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4780499591257311047-2279343997670883816?l=fakethepretenders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/feeds/2279343997670883816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4780499591257311047&amp;postID=2279343997670883816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/2279343997670883816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/2279343997670883816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/2012/02/blog-post.html' title=':/'/><author><name>vengeance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127668210792308888</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-4780499591257311047.post-754063359869530921</id><published>2012-02-04T23:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T14:02:32.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is patient.&lt;br /&gt;is kind.&lt;br /&gt;does not envy.&lt;br /&gt;does not boast.&lt;br /&gt;is not proud.&lt;br /&gt;does not dishonor others.&lt;br /&gt;is not self-seeking.&lt;br /&gt;is not easily angered.&lt;br /&gt;keeps no record of wrong.&lt;br /&gt;does not delight in evil.&lt;br /&gt;rejoices with the truth.&lt;br /&gt;always protects.&lt;br /&gt;always trusts.&lt;br /&gt;always hopes.&lt;br /&gt;always perseveres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4780499591257311047-754063359869530921?l=fakethepretenders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/feeds/754063359869530921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4780499591257311047&amp;postID=754063359869530921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/754063359869530921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/754063359869530921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/2012/02/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>vengeance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127668210792308888</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-4780499591257311047.post-5935017961063591543</id><published>2012-02-03T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T12:49:31.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been hurt. I've gone through a lot of shit which has made me who I am today. So many things have happened. As time passes, no one stays the same person. Pain does that to people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4780499591257311047-5935017961063591543?l=fakethepretenders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/feeds/5935017961063591543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4780499591257311047&amp;postID=5935017961063591543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/5935017961063591543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/5935017961063591543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/2012/02/pain.html' title='Pain'/><author><name>vengeance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127668210792308888</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-4780499591257311047.post-1075300958737097736</id><published>2012-01-25T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T16:21:16.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>move/hold on</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Funny how we try to move on and at the same time, hold on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4780499591257311047-1075300958737097736?l=fakethepretenders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/feeds/1075300958737097736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4780499591257311047&amp;postID=1075300958737097736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/1075300958737097736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/1075300958737097736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/2012/01/movehold-on.html' title='move/hold on'/><author><name>vengeance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127668210792308888</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-4780499591257311047.post-4528651530944884245</id><published>2012-01-23T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T16:29:57.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't mess around with fate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"if we're meant to be, then we're meant to be"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4780499591257311047-4528651530944884245?l=fakethepretenders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/feeds/4528651530944884245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4780499591257311047&amp;postID=4528651530944884245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/4528651530944884245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/4528651530944884245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/2012/01/dont-mess-around-with-fate.html' title='don&apos;t mess around with fate'/><author><name>vengeance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127668210792308888</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-4780499591257311047.post-6835813509248255417</id><published>2012-01-22T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T18:10:41.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>move on</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She's just one confused girl, wondering what she could have done differently. I don't know if she was the one to be blamed, you see. Even if it was her fault, I could see her efforts. In trying to mend things and save everything so she could have that happiness again that was once, short-lived. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It takes both hands to clap, true? I know she tried. Because apparently, she has been trying and trying. But it was to no avail. Maybe the other party was egoistic? Or maybe the other party has made his point that nothing would ever go back to how it used to be? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, that was when it brought her whole world tumbling down. Knowing that things would never be the same anymore. She thought things through, and decided to stop trying and just you know, move on. There was nothing else that she could do. I mean, what's the use to keep on trying when there would not be any good outcomes right? It would just waste her fucking time and crush her even more.&lt;br /&gt;As for now, she's trying her best to keep calm and just move forward. Life has to go on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ey&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But still, I know that she had her best time of her life for the past months, despite the fact that her happiness was short-lived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, let's just see what would be next for her. Good things come to those who wait, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ey&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/4780499591257311047-6835813509248255417?l=fakethepretenders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/feeds/6835813509248255417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4780499591257311047&amp;postID=6835813509248255417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/6835813509248255417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/6835813509248255417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/2012/01/move-on.html' title='move on'/><author><name>vengeance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127668210792308888</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-4780499591257311047.post-5645699469910652235</id><published>2012-01-21T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T14:37:24.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You know what's funny? I've grown so close to people I thought I would never talk to. But, I've drifted away from people who I thought I would be together forever. Life is stitched up of unexpected events.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4780499591257311047-5645699469910652235?l=fakethepretenders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/feeds/5645699469910652235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4780499591257311047&amp;postID=5645699469910652235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/5645699469910652235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/5645699469910652235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/2012/01/life.html' title='life'/><author><name>vengeance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127668210792308888</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-4780499591257311047.post-4599531388291964856</id><published>2012-01-20T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T17:03:14.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>done?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've got to admit, I miss a lot of things in my past. However, what's done is done and I'm sure there's a reason why those things didn't make it to my future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4780499591257311047-4599531388291964856?l=fakethepretenders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/feeds/4599531388291964856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4780499591257311047&amp;postID=4599531388291964856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/4599531388291964856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/4599531388291964856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/2012/01/done.html' title='done?'/><author><name>vengeance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127668210792308888</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-4780499591257311047.post-6687375244000068474</id><published>2012-01-16T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T20:58:47.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dots</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just want to talk to you. That's all I've wanted for the longest time now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4780499591257311047-6687375244000068474?l=fakethepretenders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/feeds/6687375244000068474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4780499591257311047&amp;postID=6687375244000068474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/6687375244000068474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/6687375244000068474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/2012/01/dots.html' title='dots'/><author><name>vengeance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127668210792308888</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-4780499591257311047.post-1917476719407107192</id><published>2012-01-15T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T12:02:22.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short-lived</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I never wasted my love on you. Living my life that I had with you, was worth it all the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4780499591257311047-1917476719407107192?l=fakethepretenders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/feeds/1917476719407107192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4780499591257311047&amp;postID=1917476719407107192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/1917476719407107192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/1917476719407107192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/2012/01/short-lived.html' title='Short-lived'/><author><name>vengeance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127668210792308888</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-4780499591257311047.post-6253742656827497636</id><published>2012-01-06T18:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T10:16:15.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;foremost&lt;/span&gt;, T.G.I.F.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Project Management Scheduling for today's module. Today's lesson was somehow different than the normal ones. We had to complete our worksheets INDIVIDUALLY. Not only that, we had to solve our problem statement INDIVIDUALLY too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today's lesson was related to accounting, which is something I loathe. Nevertheless, I managed to get every single thing done despite the fact that it was kind of tedious and well, tough? But it was all fine with the help of my awesome teammates. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And guess what time did we end our class? Twelve fucking &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;thirty&lt;/span&gt; pm. Can it be this way for every Friday?! Ending class 3 hours earlier? Cool shit facilitator. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Moving on, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shai&lt;/span&gt; decided to partial as.. well, she had a breakdown due to some really really screwed up matter. In order to avoid feeling so fucked up, we headed to town. We ate at Far East and bought yummy breads from Provence. THE CROISSANTS TASTED SO DAMN GOOD, I SWEAR. Anyhoo, I managed to make Shai laugh. I believe that she's strong enough to pull through this. Just that, I think that she doesn't deserve any of these shits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yknw what? I'm glad that I am able to be there for my friends, especially those who are in a miserable state right now. I know what they are facing now, and I understand how hard it has been on them. Trust me, I feel them. So this is a shoutout to Nureen Chua and Nur Shairah. You girls are strong sexy ass bitches. You girls don't deserve any of these shits. Trust me, I will help as much as I can just to help you girls to go through this. I love you girls to the moon and back. Xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4780499591257311047-6253742656827497636?l=fakethepretenders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/feeds/6253742656827497636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4780499591257311047&amp;postID=6253742656827497636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/6253742656827497636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/6253742656827497636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/2012/01/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>vengeance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127668210792308888</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-4780499591257311047.post-1716942089616705102</id><published>2012-01-01T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T17:04:48.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know people say "A new year, a new me" but I hope you decide to stay the same. I hope you don't change because I like how you are, everything about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4780499591257311047-1716942089616705102?l=fakethepretenders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/feeds/1716942089616705102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4780499591257311047&amp;postID=1716942089616705102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/1716942089616705102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/1716942089616705102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.html' title='2012'/><author><name>vengeance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127668210792308888</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-4780499591257311047.post-847334682882392650</id><published>2011-12-29T16:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T16:34:00.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No matter how many people say that they won't leave and that they'll be there for you, you can't rely on them. If I've learned anything, it's that people LEAVE. They leave, and the only person you can depend on is yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like, so many people have left which leads me to think that the next person who enters my life is gonna leave too. It's like, 'you' are just another name on my endless list of people who haven't been able to put up with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So yep. I'm just sad, cause people love to leave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4780499591257311047-847334682882392650?l=fakethepretenders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/feeds/847334682882392650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4780499591257311047&amp;postID=847334682882392650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/847334682882392650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/847334682882392650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/2011/12/leaving.html' title='Leaving'/><author><name>vengeance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127668210792308888</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-4780499591257311047.post-795874232738792822</id><published>2011-12-16T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T22:00:39.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mhmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gcaSTQxVfbc/TutO-NSJg4I/AAAAAAAABPA/LOddLBP5cf8/s1600/uh2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686725785110020994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gcaSTQxVfbc/TutO-NSJg4I/AAAAAAAABPA/LOddLBP5cf8/s320/uh2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4780499591257311047-795874232738792822?l=fakethepretenders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/feeds/795874232738792822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4780499591257311047&amp;postID=795874232738792822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/795874232738792822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/795874232738792822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/2011/12/mhmm.html' title='mhmm'/><author><name>vengeance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127668210792308888</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/-gcaSTQxVfbc/TutO-NSJg4I/AAAAAAAABPA/LOddLBP5cf8/s72-c/uh2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4780499591257311047.post-9120900779691696579</id><published>2011-12-05T14:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T14:40:45.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Strategic Thinking Skills module for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Asked for faci's help (347876e89 x) and finally, we were so fine with our ppt slides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saved it, uploaded it, opened it. One fucking slide. Only.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could scream my ass off in class. But the scream inside me was too loud for me to even handle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No use searching for the ppt again and again, cause it's gone. JUST LIKE THAT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nonetheless, we managed to rush and get it all done again within 3 minutes. Thanks to my really really resourceful teammates. Ugh, I could not stop apologizing. I felt like a total fucking noob, I swear. How could I be so goddamn careless? Kay, not trying to make a big hooha about this, but seriously, it's an extremely tiny mistake anyone could have avoided. Agree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyhoo, I had an intention to partial today. But hey, where am I now? Still in class ey? So kudos to me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm really hoping for class to end early but after hearing faci saying that she was going to go through some UT 2 points, 'ending class early' is never gonna happen for today. Ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So Andy is gonna present his slides now. Time for some English Slangs session! Gah, he just mouthed "Chelsea 4th, Liverpool 7th". I GOT IT OKAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, adios mamasitas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4780499591257311047-9120900779691696579?l=fakethepretenders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/feeds/9120900779691696579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4780499591257311047&amp;postID=9120900779691696579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/9120900779691696579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/9120900779691696579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/2011/12/ugh.html' title='Ugh'/><author><name>vengeance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127668210792308888</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-4780499591257311047.post-2750872409501182460</id><published>2011-11-24T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T12:12:10.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19th</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b5QQMDzXCrs/TtMJm1seXWI/AAAAAAAABO0/U8INIIFA1tM/s1600/IMG02580-20111124-2052.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NviTrb0ygqA/TtMJmqjUveI/AAAAAAAABOo/BNgPuf1wpko/s1600/IMG02576-20111124-2034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679894114906455522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NviTrb0ygqA/TtMJmqjUveI/AAAAAAAABOo/BNgPuf1wpko/s320/IMG02576-20111124-2034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cade6V0qJBc/TtMJmHduPXI/AAAAAAAABOc/6ic2K-7MrEo/s1600/IMG02571-20111124-1946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679894105487719794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cade6V0qJBc/TtMJmHduPXI/AAAAAAAABOc/6ic2K-7MrEo/s320/IMG02571-20111124-1946.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iz1kRhM-mHg/TtMJl2hMngI/AAAAAAAABOQ/-s1gxnVnpqs/s1600/IMG02570-20111124-1946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679894100938890754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iz1kRhM-mHg/TtMJl2hMngI/AAAAAAAABOQ/-s1gxnVnpqs/s320/IMG02570-20111124-1946.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The crazy shits I'm willing to do.&lt;br /&gt;Happy 19th, brace face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4780499591257311047-2750872409501182460?l=fakethepretenders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/feeds/2750872409501182460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4780499591257311047&amp;postID=2750872409501182460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/2750872409501182460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/2750872409501182460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/2011/11/19th.html' title='19th'/><author><name>vengeance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127668210792308888</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NviTrb0ygqA/TtMJmqjUveI/AAAAAAAABOo/BNgPuf1wpko/s72-c/IMG02576-20111124-2034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4780499591257311047.post-256509597234329396</id><published>2011-11-19T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T19:15:52.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealousy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yeah, I'm the jealous type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Don’t get me wrong, it’s not by choice. It’s more like impulse. I see you talking to someone who’s more attractive than me and I automatically assume that you two are flirting. It’s an act of having a low self-esteem. I’m just scared to lose you to someone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4780499591257311047-256509597234329396?l=fakethepretenders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/feeds/256509597234329396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4780499591257311047&amp;postID=256509597234329396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/256509597234329396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/256509597234329396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/2011/11/jealousy.html' title='Jealousy'/><author><name>vengeance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127668210792308888</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-4780499591257311047.post-9154781464270565838</id><published>2011-11-17T19:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T17:20:44.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am really, really, really not looking forward to that year.&lt;br /&gt;God knows why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4780499591257311047-9154781464270565838?l=fakethepretenders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/feeds/9154781464270565838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4780499591257311047&amp;postID=9154781464270565838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/9154781464270565838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/9154781464270565838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/2011/11/2012.html' title='2012'/><author><name>vengeance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127668210792308888</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-4780499591257311047.post-3482716225721680800</id><published>2011-11-07T14:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T14:37:48.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Needs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="ecxquote"&gt;What I want is to be needed. What I need is to be  indispensable to somebody. Who I need is somebody that will eat up all  my free time, my ego, my attention. Somebody addicted to me. A mutual  addiction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4780499591257311047-3482716225721680800?l=fakethepretenders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/feeds/3482716225721680800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4780499591257311047&amp;postID=3482716225721680800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/3482716225721680800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/3482716225721680800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/2011/11/needs.html' title='Needs'/><author><name>vengeance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127668210792308888</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-4780499591257311047.post-8035128185202036661</id><published>2011-11-05T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T19:48:27.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playful Relationship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="verdana"&gt;In a relationship, I don’t always want it to be a romantic dinner. It can be playful. It can include the nice fancy dinner, but as long as we spend it together, we won’t need to go out and buy an expensive dinner.  A playful relationship is a healthy relationship because knowing that I can laugh around you means that I am comfortable around you.  We can laugh at any moment. If I throw water in your face, it just means I am trying to get your attention. If we are cleaning up our dishes after dinner, I am going to spice it up somehow so it makes everything more fun. Who doesn’t want a playful relationship? Everyone fantasizes about a romantic date being out wearing something very expensive and looking very nice as they both eat dinner at an exclusive restaurant. The best kind of playful relationship is where the two enjoy each others company.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4780499591257311047-8035128185202036661?l=fakethepretenders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/feeds/8035128185202036661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4780499591257311047&amp;postID=8035128185202036661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/8035128185202036661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4780499591257311047/posts/default/8035128185202036661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakethepretenders.blogspot.com/2011/11/playful-relationship.html' title='Playful Relationship'/><author><name>vengeance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00127668210792308888</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>
