<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/8647315424955448245?origin\x3dhttp://spaceyldh.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script> <iframe src="http://www.blogger.com/navbar.g? targetBlogID=3054107564476057249&amp;blogName=spaceyldh.blogspot.com&amp;publishMode=PUBLISH_MODE_BLOGSPOT&amp; navbarType=BLACK&amp;layoutType=CLASSIC&amp;homepageUrl=http://spaceyldh.blogspot.com%2F&amp; searchRoot=http://spaceyldh.blogspot.com%2Fsearch" height="30px" width="100%" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" id="navbar-iframe" frameborder="0"></iframe> <div id="space-for-ie"></div>
Playing



Profile

Name: Sumaiya
Date of Birth: 23 June
Residing in Singapore
Goes to school
Leaves school
Heads home
Cooped-up in the bedroom
Nose pressed into a book
If not, then its the computer
A bookworm...maybe
A...?Basically...
Well you should get the idea.

50 Q & A about Sumaiya here

Cyber Profiles:

Sumaiya's blogger profile

Sumaiya's friendster profile

Sumaiya @ Technorati

Latest Updates



...

Board


Exits


Tweets



Credits

Layout and Coding: ©Maixa 2008

Thanks To:

SMEnt
Christina Aguilera
Gorillaz
Head Automatica
Michael Jackson
Minwoo
Pink
Wheesung

No Ripping. No Hotlinking. Do and Die.

Aliens Landed

My counter brokedown :(
RSS Feed (Beta)

Subscribe to Posts [Atom]

Thursday
posted by SpaceCadet 2008-04-03  17:44




This kind of feeling.. How do I explain it.
This thing, an emotion a feeling..
Of protectiveness..
Of hopelessness..

No matter how I try to forestall, to disregard, to refuse
Thursday
Today
It will never be the same again
It will change everything
Everything that are dear to me
















Come to think of it, Thursday has always been the one day of the seven days that I like least, fitting how it happens today of all days..

Labels: ,