tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177978708494609772012-02-16T21:07:43.054+08:00llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.comBlogger3281100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-3532703850635243122010-04-30T16:22:00.000+08:002010-04-30T16:23:15.001+08:00http://comingunglued.onsugar.com<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-353270385063524312?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-82081567297594433842010-04-25T02:40:00.002+08:002010-04-25T02:48:03.874+08:00<div>Keeping my onsugar free from emo posts.</div><div>(:</div><div>So there's blogger :</div><div><br /></div>I am sure I got over you enough already to love again.<div>But there's this tiny bit left that's still with you.</div><div>But looking at you now, I know for sure that there's no point holding on anymore.</div><div>Maybe that's all it took to make me detest you more and more.</div><div>Such a ...</div><div><br /></div><div>I don't know how to look you in the eye when I walk past you, cause a part of me wants to slp you and the other wants to run up and hug you.</div><div>You still have such an impact on me, hate it.</div><div>But it's just the way it is.</div><div>Probably, I'll move on soon.</div><div>But just note that, you still have me as a friend anytime.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-8208156729759443384?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-66652428235811732172010-04-18T13:51:00.001+08:002010-04-18T13:51:14.474+08:00comingunglued.onsugar.com<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-6665242823581173217?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-90210509853560698202010-04-16T23:23:00.000+08:002010-04-16T23:24:00.700+08:00Will not be posting up here that much.<div>Off to other site. Bye..</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-9021050985356069820?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-81896183348475697542010-04-16T22:39:00.000+08:002010-04-16T22:40:03.269+08:00http://youthphoria.stomp.com.sg/breaking_news/article/1208<div><br /></div><div>CHECK THE ABOVE LINK OUT YEAH?</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-8189618334847569754?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-82304086793043948072010-04-15T21:23:00.002+08:002010-04-15T21:25:30.698+08:00I JUST WANNA SAY THANK GOODNESS NAPFA IS OVERRRRRRRRR!<div><br /></div><div>Just so happy. :D</div><div>Oh, Reminder to the maids in class 4/2, bring your fried rice!</div><div><br /></div><div>Happyhappy!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-8230408679304394807?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-49019562084594815442010-04-12T21:28:00.001+08:002010-04-12T21:28:38.620+08:00I know I shouldn't care.<div>But I can't help but worry.</div><div>I almost teared .</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-4901956208459481544?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-21416808947183677652010-04-11T20:43:00.002+08:002010-04-11T20:52:18.475+08:00Heyho.<div><br /></div><div>Yesterday was a busyy dayyyyy.</div><div>Nothing to elaborate for the competition. It was usual.</div><div><br /></div><div>Went to Bugis to meet Phyllis Low Mok Wee for the long overdue steamboat trip.</div><div>HATE THE PLACE TTM.</div><div>Next time don't go there anymore.</div><div>Haha. Dirtied my blouse. :/</div><div><br /></div><div>Next cabbed to Bishan to find the following list of people :</div><div>Rohit Ganapathi</div><div>Goh Yanting</div><div>Han Jiamin</div><div>Lu Kejia</div><div>Praveen Raghuram Pillai</div><div>Chew ZhiPng</div><div>Andy Chew</div><div>Yeo Junjie</div><div><br /></div><div>( Sudden love to include full names)</div><div>HAHAH. Okay</div><div>Trained to Orchard.</div><div>Ate at Swensons.</div><div>Talked a whole lot of stupid stuff.</div><div>Including " Wings"</div><div>Hee.</div><div>Devin Eng came after.</div><div>Yanting and Kejia had to leave.</div><div>And we realised we didn't take any pictures just after the two who had the cameras left. :/</div><div><br /></div><div>We still took photos anyway.</div><div>Hee.</div><div>Shall upload them in the next post.\</div><div><br /></div><div>Took awhile to decide where to go, but despite all the thinking, we all left for homeee.</div><div>Thats all.</div><div>Kthxbai.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-2141680894718367765?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-31924972416231556802010-04-09T21:41:00.002+08:002010-04-09T21:44:46.893+08:00I hate where we're heading.<div>I love you.</div><div>Text me.</div><div><br /></div><div>ANYWAYYYY!</div><div>COMPETITION TOMORROW.</div><div>HATE IT MANZXZXXZXZ.</div><div><s>Crash and burn</s></div><div><br /></div><div>WE ARE AWESOME CHEERLEADERS!</div><div>So to those fucktards who think we're nobody, eat this shit.</div><div>We are awesome.</div><div>Keep that in mind.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-3192497241623155680?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-22339694892328839052010-04-07T23:18:00.002+08:002010-04-07T23:32:20.336+08:00I hate this feeling.<div>Its when you know you're guilty of something but you just don't want to admit.</div><div>I loved you and lost you.</div><div><br /></div><div>Perhaps it'll be better knowing I once had you.</div><div>It hurts.</div><div>Nobody knew we'd end up this way.</div><div>Its like we just went on a topsy turvy roller coaster ride.</div><div>At the highest peak, we went down.</div><div>Must it always be this way?</div><div><br /></div><div>Its been a long time since I felt this way.</div><div>Is it cause I never actually realised you were gone.</div><div>Is it cause I thought you'd always be waiting there somewhere?</div><div>I really miss you.</div><div>It feels so bitter, yet a little sour.</div><div>Why do I feel like this?</div><div><br /></div><div>Perhaps I should just let go, </div><div>but I can't.</div><div>You know how sentimental I am.</div><div>How I like to reminisce. </div><div><br /></div><div>Can I just shout to you how I feel.</div><div>And all this was just a big fat ugly mistake?</div><div>You were a great friend.</div><div>A great guy.</div><div><br /></div><div>Maybe not.</div><div>I shall just continue living the way i do.</div><div>I feel happier except when I feel sad, its worse than before.</div><div>Sorry I am like this.</div><div>It can't be helped.</div><div><br /></div><div>Love'</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-2233969489232883905?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-32678684030645590062010-04-07T21:03:00.002+08:002010-04-07T21:31:31.591+08:00I have many things to say.<div>So many things to rant.</div><div><br /></div><div>This is so damn frustrating.</div><div>First thing I want to clarify.</div><div>You broke up with me, sucker.</div><div>Why should I feel guilty about losing you.</div><div><br /></div><div>Next thing:</div><div>I have never lied about love. Because it hurts to be lied to.</div><div>So, tell me the truth okay.</div><div>Is love really there?</div><div>A, don't be like this. Cause it hurts me .</div><div><br /></div><div>Third thing,</div><div>BIATCH! Just shut your trap when you need to.</div><div>Its damn irritating.</div><div>Double headed bitch. Argh.</div><div>The world ain't about you only.</div><div>I have nothing else to say. </div><div><br /></div><div>Fourth,</div><div>Competition is coming this sat.</div><div>So damn exhausted after the trainings.</div><div>But its damn worth it to know that the gold is so nearby.</div><div>Let's go for gold AVENGERZ!</div><div>Loves.</div><div><br /></div><div>Fifth:</div><div>I AM AN AWESOME POSSUM!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-3267868403064559006?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-56135824582778890462010-04-05T14:03:00.002+08:002010-04-05T14:08:15.507+08:00Hellohello.<div><br /></div><div>In class now!</div><div>:D Mummy is beside me.</div><div>"Wendy is here!!" she says.</div><div> :B :B..</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-5613582458277889046?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-8315267049181796642010-04-04T19:11:00.001+08:002010-04-04T19:16:30.294+08:00Hellohello!<div><br /></div><div>I'm back.</div><div>Well, just waiting to go for dinner soon.</div><div>My mum's taking a freaking long time.</div><div>Oh, my sister's got an iphone, so i'm currently extremely jealous.</div><div>>:(</div><div><br /></div><div>Oh well.....</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-831526704918179664?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-80758982181491741932010-03-08T20:54:00.000+08:002010-03-08T20:55:21.126+08:00Hello, I am back from hiatus.<div>Hee, And now I'm gone again.</div><div>Study time babeh!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-8075898218149174193?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-3202117288497814722010-02-25T18:32:00.000+08:002010-02-25T18:35:20.733+08:00Hello.<div>Class drama today was a success!</div><div><br /></div><div>We don't care, we're winners!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-320211728849781472?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-30708185515155602312010-02-07T17:37:00.001+08:002010-02-07T17:38:30.428+08:00I'm so prepared!<div>Got my valentine's gift all ready!</div><div>HEHEHEH!</div><div>Never felt more organised.</div><div><br /></div><div>Now, I gotta rush out this powerpoint thing. </div><div>Byebye.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-3070818551515560231?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-69046361106299401252010-02-02T23:10:00.001+08:002010-02-02T23:11:07.251+08:00Long time since I blogged.<div>Been really busy.</div><div> :/</div><div>SPA today.</div><div>:/</div><div><br /></div><div>Am so sad. </div><div><br /></div><div>Why can't you just say hello.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-6904636110629940125?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-19294396141219223962010-01-16T23:30:00.001+08:002010-01-16T23:30:27.858+08:00I love you baby.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-1929439614121922396?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-64006130247895464592010-01-07T18:28:00.001+08:002010-01-07T18:28:45.685+08:00Hello.<div>Damn long since I last posted.</div><div>Well, busy with school.</div><div>Hehe!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-6400613024789546459?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-33254233987756335972009-12-29T15:11:00.000+08:002009-12-29T15:13:34.925+08:00Hello!<br />Am at ShuQi's house now.<br />Hehe!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-3325423398775633597?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-67120417543382645882009-12-25T00:27:00.001+08:002009-12-25T00:27:31.754+08:00Merry xmas!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-6712041754338264588?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-7221168654256475552009-12-24T13:56:00.004+08:002009-12-24T15:44:30.399+08:00Had a dream last night.<div>Shall not elaborate.</div><div>No more nightmare though.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Well, I knew you did it as a group. Cause you said we in the message.</span></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">But, even so, why does my lie make you so angry.</span></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">And we didn't comment on anything. Its just you getting over paranoid</span>.</span></i></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-722116865425647555?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-80423025068059852009-12-23T13:20:00.005+08:002009-12-23T13:53:26.623+08:00Hello people.<br />Had 23221209 yesterday.<br />Considered fun. Hee.<br /><a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=3306389&amp;id=586164015" id="myphotolink"><img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs136.snc3/18346_216571664015_586164015_3306325_6358729_n.jpg" style="width: 384px; height: 290px;" /></a><br /><br />Shall start freom the toptop.<br />Met Alice and Devin at Bishan Mrt@ 930.<br />Yanting , AikShan, Justin, Praveen, Rohit (POTTY) came after.<br />Shopped at Fairprice.<br />They didn't have fish and wire mesh and Cheap Charcoal so we split up.<br />The guys went don't know where and then went to Devin's house.<br />So we three girls went to the other Fairprice to shop.<br />Met them back at Devin's house.<br /><br />The guys were supposed to be marinating the fish and all, but they were playing BH. Haha.<br />Yanting, Alice and I went to marinate instead.<br />Played Bh in between.<br />The others reached Bishan already, so we were late.<br />Had some discussion then finally we settled with Me, Yanting, Aik Shan, Devin ( the people who were carrying the stuff and all) took cab to ECP.<br />The rest trained and bus-ed.<br />On the Cab, we realised we didn't bring our four packs of chickenh.<br />HAHA<br /><br />Reached ECP and took a longlong walk to our pit 40.<br />Tried to start the fire and all. But it rained.<br />Got soaking wet. Heh!<br />The rest came and I don't remember much.<br />Just that the guys kept trying to ruin our group pictures.<br />And we kept singing Bad Romance while BBQ-ing.Lol.<br /><br />Well, left with Alice, Amelia, Yanting, Kejia, Jackie, Anthonia, SiJing, Praveen, Rohit, HuaJian, Justin.<br />Home-d. :D<br /><br />Nothing to do thus came with sucha boring post.<br />Going tomorrow!<br />Okay, byebye.<br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><br />Anyway, what gives you the right to prank me and I can't do the same.<br />You never meant what you siad, Who's the real liar here?</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">-Waiting for you.</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-8042302506805985?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-69256709937099877882009-12-21T22:01:00.003+08:002009-12-21T22:05:59.953+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/Sy-AXzZNXkI/AAAAAAAAAtM/9vaRTYjwJNI/s1600-h/Photo0766.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/Sy-AXzZNXkI/AAAAAAAAAtM/9vaRTYjwJNI/s320/Photo0766.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417690023171284546" /></a><br /><br /><div>Hello peeps!<div><br /></div><div>I have an Amaths test coming.</div><div>And I don't feel like studying.</div><div>):</div><div><br /></div><div>Howhow?</div><div><br /></div><div>P/s: I love that girl up there very much.❤</div><div>LOL!</div><div><br /></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">-Just another heartache.</span></i></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-6925670993709987788?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-33253617617683291562009-12-18T18:40:00.004+08:002009-12-18T19:42:34.695+08:00<div>Yoh!</div><div>I'm back from a tiring day of walking.</div><div>(:</div><div><br /></div><div>Met Shuqi at hub today, bought our tees.</div><div>Went to town.</div><div>We walked alot. Went FarEast .</div><div>Bought Chippy's and Milk tea.</div><div>Walked more. Then went Cine to take neoprints.</div><div>My xzb fringe annoyed me. ):</div><div>Thenthen went to eat frolicks. Apparently, Shuqi doesn't like Yoghurt. ):</div><div>Hehe. Eat until fullfull.</div><div>Walkwalk again.</div><div>Went back Amk. Sat and drank at MOF.</div><div>Something funny happened when we were waiting for the bus. LOL.</div><div>Lazy elaborate. Peeeektures below!</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SytfKZExVWI/AAAAAAAAAsE/s6pQQ7il0PY/s1600-h/P18-12-09_15.23.JPG"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SytfKZExVWI/AAAAAAAAAsE/s6pQQ7il0PY/s320/P18-12-09_15.23.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416527608977380706" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SytfKDa9ZmI/AAAAAAAAAr8/tNqVl_i-H_I/s1600-h/P18-12-09_15.22.JPG"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SytfKDa9ZmI/AAAAAAAAAr8/tNqVl_i-H_I/s320/P18-12-09_15.22.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416527603164866146" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SytfKDa9ZmI/AAAAAAAAAr8/tNqVl_i-H_I/s1600-h/P18-12-09_15.22.JPG"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SytgHQ2YHfI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZH-qGzn_TnE/s1600-h/Photo0750.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SytfKlRQE3I/AAAAAAAAAsM/zlPiVvJNv-0/s320/P18-12-09_16.12.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416527612250952562" /></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SytfKlRQE3I/AAAAAAAAAsM/zlPiVvJNv-0/s1600-h/P18-12-09_16.12.JPG"></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SytgH6tHTZI/AAAAAAAAAtE/dZKzbeR7Fs8/s1600-h/Photo0753.jpg"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SytgH6tHTZI/AAAAAAAAAtE/dZKzbeR7Fs8/s320/Photo0753.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416528665976982930" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>*YANTING! Come back soooooon! I got so much to sayyyyyyy!</div><div>I'm damn pissed!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Buhbye!</div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">-Let's write our story.</span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-3325361761768329156?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-19791046580887600002009-12-17T01:58:00.000+08:002009-12-17T01:59:02.548+08:00Taiwan or Genting?<div>In a dilemma now.</div><div>Don't like.</div><div>):</div><div><br /></div><div>Howhow.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-1979104658088760000?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-89445212887887538352009-12-15T01:53:00.002+08:002009-12-15T01:59:08.668+08:00Hello everybody!<div><br /></div><div>It's two am and my laptop has only 1 percent of battery left.</div><div>Heh.</div><div>Rushing out a post.</div><div>I'm too lazy to get the adaptor luh.</div><div>Hehe.</div><div>Was watching Nomad videos cause i found the DVD.</div><div>Miss those times man.</div><div>Super loadscxcxcxcxzc.</div><div><br /></div><div>Okay.</div><div>Nothing else.</div><div>Bye.</div><div><br /></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">-Memories.</span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-8944521288788753835?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-67463625777565088072009-12-14T14:16:00.000+08:002009-12-14T14:17:39.307+08:00I still have nightmares.<div>Sucks.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-6746362577756508807?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-7580824638620414282009-12-11T12:26:00.001+08:002009-12-11T12:28:32.884+08:00I. MUST. STOP. HAVING. NIGHTMARES.<div>D:</div><div><br /></div><div>With that aside, There's nothing much in my life.</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana, Arial;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana, Arial;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; ">Why does it feel like it's raining in my head?<br />I don't understand<br />Why are you always complaining about me<br />You don't even know who I am<br />Don't think I wanna know you<br />I'm tired of running after you<br />I won't send you a sorry card<br />Cos' I don't need you<br />I've given up and never reminisce<br />I found a way of getting over this<br />I let go in everyway<br />Cos' I don't need you.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana, Arial;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana, Arial;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">-Because, I can't break through.</span></i></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-758082463862041428?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-54289621058371868052009-12-09T11:39:00.002+08:002009-12-09T11:47:45.218+08:00Hellooo!<div><br /></div><div>I just woke up heh!</div><div>Yesterday as a fun day!</div><div>Yanting, Bernice, Alice came over yesterday.</div><div>They were playing Band Hero while I was trying my best to paint my nails.</div><div>Lol!</div><div><br /></div><div>KHJM Everything came over after.</div><div>Prepared and then off to buy new shoes for me.</div><div>Hehe.</div><div>In front of Causeway, Alice remembered she left the flowers at my place.</div><div>Zzz, haha!</div><div>So spilt up to get the things we wanted.</div><div>Felt really down for some cannottellyou reason.</div><div>But perked up after!</div><div><br /></div><div>Reached Rp, but so many people reached even earlier.</div><div>Queued up to get in.</div><div>Sat with the above mentioned people in the middle.</div><div>The person sitting on my left sucked luh. (Not any one of the above mentioned.)</div><div><br /></div><div>Dance-s were nice.</div><div>Mrs Wee performed solo eh!</div><div>Hehe!</div><div><br /></div><div>Concert ended.</div><div>Spamed photos, parted with them at Woodlands Mrt.</div><div>Homed.</div><div><br /></div><div>Pictures uploaded on Yanting's Facebook!</div><div><br /></div><div>OhYa, Sister's back from Japan!</div><div>Yayyy.</div><div><br /></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">-Fascination</span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-5428962105837186805?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-14424481255041603842009-12-07T12:54:00.002+08:002009-12-07T13:01:06.958+08:00<div style="text-align: center;">Don't stop, make it pop.</div><div style="text-align: center;">DJ blow my speakers up.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tonight, Imma fight,</div><div style="text-align: center;">till we see the sunlight.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tick-tock on the clock,</div><div style="text-align: center;">but the party don't stop.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; color: rgb(101, 101, 101); line-height: 20px; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">My heart, it pounds</span></i></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-1442448125504160384?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-75108611042314738672009-12-06T22:18:00.003+08:002009-12-06T22:27:51.667+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/Sxu_GewXWaI/AAAAAAAAAr0/Zyb0yUZc2yo/s1600-h/Photo0733.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/Sxu_GewXWaI/AAAAAAAAAr0/Zyb0yUZc2yo/s320/Photo0733.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412129495271823778" /></a><br />Hellos.<div><br /></div><div>Grace gave me 3 straight days off.</div><div>Thankyou so much.</div><div>Gonna have a really good rest .</div><div>Rebonded hair today.</div><div>I have semi bangs!</div><div><br /></div><div>Okay.</div><div>I'm going to orhorh naoczxzx.</div><div><br /></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">-Just a desire.</span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-7510861104231473867?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-89446436647351561862009-12-04T18:02:00.003+08:002009-12-04T20:05:52.096+08:00<div><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"><a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=3116175&amp;id=639151308" id="myphotolink" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "><img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs068.snc3/13552_190048456308_639151308_3116173_8351135_n.jpg" id="myphoto" style="border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-right-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-bottom-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-left-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); cursor: pointer; " /></a></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"><a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=3116175&amp;id=639151308" id="myphotolink" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "></a></span>YohYohYoh!<div><br /></div><div>Been rotting at home today.</div><div>Heee.</div><div>Tomorrow got work, maybe going out after.</div><div>Yayye.</div><div><br /></div><div>Pictures from yesterday uploaded at Fb.</div><div>View it yourself.</div><div><br /></div><div>kthxbai.</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-8944643664735156186?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-90530974778047601862009-12-01T14:11:00.002+08:002009-12-01T14:23:08.440+08:00Hello Humans!<div><br /></div><div>I didn't have any exciting things happening. :/</div><div>Maybe except for yesterday.</div><div>Hehe.</div><div><br /></div><div>Went to the workshop thingy.</div><div>Was with KHJM Evrything and Yanting.</div><div>Had a nutrition talk. The a short talk and excersises about core stability.</div><div>Ate lunch, then boarded the bus to the YOG learning centre.</div><div>Hehe. It's rather fun. Especially the basketball jumping thing.</div><div>I managed to touch " Yaoming's" armpit area! </div><div>Got this Amazing race thingy.</div><div>Our team was the first. Awesome-ness.</div><div>But no special prize lor.</div><div>Zzz.</div><div><br /></div><div>Went town with Everything and Yanting after.</div><div>Walk walk, and we took neoprints.</div><div>HAHA! damn childish eh.</div><div>Next time I go scan and post.</div><div>Epic failures.</div><div><br /></div><div>Hmmm.</div><div>Idk what to do now.</div><div>Can't wait for the day they can come over and play BH.</div><div>Heheh!</div><div><br /></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">-Its just like a papercut.</span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-9053097477804760186?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-59238865880608048122009-11-24T20:53:00.005+08:002009-11-24T21:22:37.135+08:00Hello.<div>Pardon me for not updating recently.</div><div>Was damn busy working and training.</div><div>Heh.</div><div><br /></div><div>Shall start from friday!</div><div><br /></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">Friday.</span></i></b></div><div>Went to school and reached at about 11 plus.</div><div>Only ShangHui, XiaoSi and ShuQi was there.</div><div>Damn slack lah.</div><div>Shhhhs. Got called up by Mrs Sim to do flower arrangement.</div><div>Fun norh. Me and XiaoSi did 2 each. Haha. </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SwvZvfixYWI/AAAAAAAAAqo/OJ6RZga8UFI/s1600/Photo0689.jpg"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SwvZvfixYWI/AAAAAAAAAqo/OJ6RZga8UFI/s320/Photo0689.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407655187532833122" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div>At the beggining.</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SwvZv3E8GzI/AAAAAAAAAqw/D0HMXHZ6kNw/s1600/Photo0690.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SwvZv3E8GzI/AAAAAAAAAqw/D0HMXHZ6kNw/s320/Photo0690.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407655193850157874" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div>Damn random . (:</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SwvZwFYTryI/AAAAAAAAAq4/TQcwLDBRre8/s1600/Photo0691.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SwvZwFYTryI/AAAAAAAAAq4/TQcwLDBRre8/s320/Photo0691.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407655197689491234" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div>My first one! </div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SwvZwqJ3NFI/AAAAAAAAArA/rRRZYb5KiHA/s1600/Photo0692.jpg"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SwvZwqJ3NFI/AAAAAAAAArA/rRRZYb5KiHA/s320/Photo0692.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407655207561016402" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div>Second one!</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SwvZw68ONwI/AAAAAAAAArI/RFr3PlI3ejQ/s1600/Photo0693.jpg"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SwvZw68ONwI/AAAAAAAAArI/RFr3PlI3ejQ/s320/Photo0693.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407655212067206914" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div>Both.</div><div><br /></div><div>Went off with XiaoSi at 330 cause I had to work. Lol.</div><div><br /></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">Saturday. Sunday.</span></i></b></div><div>Hmm, nothing much bah.</div><div>Just went to "study" with Yanting on Sat. </div><div>Quite wasted. HAHA! I can never study.</div><div>Sunday was spent working. Then I saw Stephanie Charming at hub on my way home.</div><div>I told her if she didn't find me I'll slap her! HAHA. 1 slap per day she delays coming. </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"><i><b>Monday.</b></i></span></div><div>Met Nuer and ShangHui at 215.</div><div>The Aunty got the BTROC CD!</div><div>She lending it to me soon. Heh.</div><div>Went for training.</div><div>I am too lazy to elaborate the training and rehearsal. It was damn fucked up.</div><div>We got really bored and random so me, HweeLeng and ShuQi did this:</div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SwvctlSspaI/AAAAAAAAArQ/zyZ1kMFuPwM/s320/Photo0694.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407658453251171746" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></div><div>It has something to do with mocking somebody. Hehe.</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SwvcuCTID4I/AAAAAAAAArY/68OhZh3ORGI/s1600/Photo0695.jpg"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SwvcuCTID4I/AAAAAAAAArY/68OhZh3ORGI/s320/Photo0695.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407658461037596546" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/Swvcuo65JEI/AAAAAAAAArg/OcvH1BslF8Q/s1600/Photo0699.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/Swvcuo65JEI/AAAAAAAAArg/OcvH1BslF8Q/s320/Photo0699.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407658471404938306" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div>Went to work early.</div><div>Nothing much except that Steph Charming really did come with her family. Haha.</div><div>But her brother called me aunty lor. Zzz. Heh.</div><div>Love you loads Charming!</div><div>(:</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"><b><i>Today.</i></b></span></div><div>Reported to work at 11.</div><div>Allan the Area coach was there.</div><div>He is goddamn scary lah.</div><div>Luckily they went off.</div><div>Chatted with Aunty Samy. Went off at 4.</div><div>Met ShuQi, ShangHui, Rabbiatul, HweeLeng and Liting outside LJS.</div><div>Went to eat Sushi.</div><div>The service damn bad norh.</div><div>Say EXCUSE ME so many times also nobody come. </div><div>Zzzzz.</div><div>Bought a necklace with Nuer.</div><div>They didn't have the letters I wanted.</div><div>So got M for Min Min instead.</div><div>Haha.</div><div>Walked around then homed.</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/Swvcu91wOpI/AAAAAAAAAro/V3BXOE8WoQo/s1600/Photo0705.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/Swvcu91wOpI/AAAAAAAAAro/V3BXOE8WoQo/s320/Photo0705.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407658477020527250" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div>My hair is damn retard. :x.</div><div><blockquote></blockquote></div><div><b><blockquote>HAPPY BIRTHDAY IN ADVANCE NUER!</blockquote></b></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-5923886588060804812?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-9641250576592228982009-11-20T00:32:00.001+08:002009-11-20T00:33:19.095+08:00Heeeeeeeelllo!<div>Just came back from work.</div><div>Fun day leh.</div><div>Haha.</div><div><br /></div><div>Nothing to post already.</div><div>OHOH!</div><div>You suck!</div><div>TYVM.</div><div><br /></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">- No time.</span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-964125057659222898?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-19578312233577924372009-11-18T22:54:00.003+08:002009-11-18T23:06:50.769+08:00Hello!<div><br /></div><div>First things first.</div><div>I had a damn sweet dream last night.</div><div>Still damn happy over it.</div><div>Haha. Funny thing is, Jaden had an awful dream and its also about the same topic. Heh!</div><div><br /></div><div>Today was a smooth sailing day.</div><div>Went o find ShuQi Nuer today as usual at 8.15.</div><div>Sorry I was late. Hee.</div><div>Slacked around school for a very longtime before training started.</div><div>Today's training damn slack one luh. Talk mostly about prom with Mrs Sim. Haha.</div><div>Ate opp school with Hweeleng and ShuQi.</div><div>Went to hub with Hweeleng for awhile, then to Bishan to find Yanting for awhile.</div><div>Her hair's awesome!</div><div>Home to shower and change and off to work.</div><div>Angeline was still there. Work was great fun.</div><div>(:</div><div>I like the Aunty alot.</div><div>Hehe, Find me leh, people.</div><div><br /></div><div>Ot-ed on the first day already ! HAHA! Suppose end at 8, they asked me if I could stay till 11.</div><div>But sadly, I did only untill 9 cause Jaden came at 8 then made him walk for 3 hours like very bad.</div><div>Jaden sent me home. Goodfriend right?</div><div>Manyloves.❤</div><div>Tomorrow's shift is 6-11 pm.</div><div>Yaye.</div><div><br /></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">-Just another lie.</span></i></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-1957831223357792437?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-36076796137481263712009-11-17T18:09:00.005+08:002009-11-17T18:16:44.576+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SwJ4AUUXpCI/AAAAAAAAAqg/SLcw-VL8vGk/s1600/Cherish.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SwJ4AUUXpCI/AAAAAAAAAqg/SLcw-VL8vGk/s320/Cherish.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405014449647494178" /></a><br />Hello hello.<div>Back from Job hunting with Angeline. Hee.</div><div>Starting work tomorrow.</div><div>Yaye.</div><div><br /></div><div>I got nothing else to say leh.</div><div>Haha, byebye.</div><div><br /></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">-Love, cherished.</span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-3607679613748126371?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-36765446581234424582009-11-15T20:23:00.003+08:002009-11-15T20:31:34.515+08:00<div>Hello people!</div><div>Today was kinda wasted. Heh.</div><div>But nevermind.</div><div>Woke up at 12 today. </div><div><br /></div><div>Went downstairs for my neighbour's wedding.</div><div>First time ehs. </div><div>I love the briyanni and chicken.</div><div>The rest not really that great. </div><div><br /></div><div>The rest of the day was spent watching teevee. Hee.</div><div>Lazylazy me.</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/Sv_0D1M9V7I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wN_eCXo9wUA/s1600-h/Remember.jpg"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/Sv_0D1M9V7I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wN_eCXo9wUA/s320/Remember.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404306424526100402" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">- Ruined.</span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-3676544658123442458?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-40255966289171657462009-11-13T14:42:00.004+08:002009-11-13T23:50:35.414+08:00Happy Friday the thirteenth!<div>Everything seems fine today, nothing bad yet.</div><div><br /></div><div>Went to the ICA building today.</div><div>Managed to get everything done in about an hour.</div><div>Ate Ichiban with family after that.</div><div><br /></div><div>Now resting before heading out to meet my beloved Nuers, and Juniors. (:</div><div>Going to choir concert. Heehee.</div><div>Jiayous Bernice!</div><div>Many loves.</div><div><br /></div><div>//</div><div>Back from the Choir concert.</div><div>Heh, Fun day.</div><div>So glad I didn't go to Botak's Chalet.</div><div>But he's flying to Aussie for two years.</div><div>No more Botak. ):</div><div>Well, long day.</div><div><br /></div><div>Met Nabilah at hub first, then Shanghui came to find us.</div><div>Saw BoonPing. (:</div><div>Went to Bishan to buy my slippers. </div><div>Ate dinner at KFC. The waitress damn blur. ==</div><div>Patricia came, then we went to Mrt station to wait for ShuQi.</div><div>Trained to City hall. Got lost. Walk here, walk there.Plus people gave us wrong direction.</div><div>Haha. Managed to reach Chamber : The art house in time.</div><div>After the concert, we went to the Singapore River, slacked and took pictures.</div><div>Nabilah was complaining she was hungry so we decided to go back to hub.</div><div>But on our way, we saw a Mac and decided to eat there instead.</div><div>Nomnomnom.</div><div><br /></div><div>Got lost again after Mac. We just kept chatting that we just walked straight all the way.</div><div>Haha, finally we took a bus ( that took forever to come ) to Dhoby Ghaut. </div><div>Trained back. (:</div><div>Planning ShuQi's surprise. (:</div><div>Pictures will be uploaded to Facebook, hee.</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/Sv2ALCTmjfI/AAAAAAAAAqI/aXfW4x1xQNM/s1600-h/Photo0670.jpg"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/Sv2ALCTmjfI/AAAAAAAAAqI/aXfW4x1xQNM/s320/Photo0670.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403616055000468978" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">-Its just too hard.</span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-4025596628917165746?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-69520648461014259772009-11-11T16:42:00.002+08:002009-11-11T16:45:47.381+08:00<div>Currently damn moodswing.</div><div>EESH. ):</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-6952064846101425977?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-78745379882592401572009-11-10T13:55:00.002+08:002009-11-10T14:01:59.581+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvkBxDXsgzI/AAAAAAAAAqA/aF5XXE5nn7I/s1600-h/Photo0632.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvkBxDXsgzI/AAAAAAAAAqA/aF5XXE5nn7I/s320/Photo0632.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402351170237530930" /></a><br /><div><br /></div>Sorry about my previous post.<div><br /></div><div>Well, today was a weird day.</div><div>I saw a rat in the morning under the pillar near the Mrt.</div><div>It was Fat.</div><div>F A T . fat.</div><div><br /></div><div>Decided to come home early today, damn sleepy.</div><div>Haha, shall eat my lunch now. </div><div><br /></div><div>Buaiix. (Zzzz)</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><i>-Just love.</i></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-7874537988259240157?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-35220186226845374062009-11-09T19:27:00.001+08:002009-11-09T19:31:27.103+08:00Bored leh. ):<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-3522018622684537406?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-88104080225126736602009-11-09T19:27:00.000+08:002009-11-09T19:30:35.560+08:00Bored leh. ):<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-8810408022512673660?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-24800091320834596082009-11-06T21:29:00.006+08:002009-11-06T21:58:07.535+08:00Stayed back after school with Alice, Amelia and Yanting to study.<br /><div>Heh. Burned my lower lip. Was spamming photos!</div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">Warning: Many retarded pictures ahead.</span></b></div><div>:D</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQo3UuMhCI/AAAAAAAAApo/iJL-hWsUgk8/s1600-h/Photo0618.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQo3UuMhCI/AAAAAAAAApo/iJL-hWsUgk8/s320/Photo0618.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400986784044450850" /></a><div>My failed shot.</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQo3UuMhCI/AAAAAAAAApo/iJL-hWsUgk8/s1600-h/Photo0618.jpg"></a>Here marks the start of retarded continuous photos of me doing spastic faces while waiting for alice. Beware. (: (random captions inserted)</div><div>.</div><div>.</div><div>.</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQo3P9t8bI/AAAAAAAAApg/gjfC7QfH3sM/s1600-h/Photo0615.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQo3P9t8bI/AAAAAAAAApg/gjfC7QfH3sM/s320/Photo0615.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400986782767378866" /></a></div><div>Pffft.</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQo3P9t8bI/AAAAAAAAApg/gjfC7QfH3sM/s1600-h/Photo0615.jpg"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQo2wwSfaI/AAAAAAAAApY/XY7-lQ393Bo/s1600-h/Photo0614.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQo2wwSfaI/AAAAAAAAApY/XY7-lQ393Bo/s320/Photo0614.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400986774389554594" /></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQo2wwSfaI/AAAAAAAAApY/XY7-lQ393Bo/s1600-h/Photo0614.jpg"></a>Ahhhhyaaaa!</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQo2uWsQwI/AAAAAAAAApQ/3mWSesN1Prs/s1600-h/Photo0613.jpg"></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQo2uWsQwI/AAAAAAAAApQ/3mWSesN1Prs/s1600-h/Photo0613.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQo2uWsQwI/AAAAAAAAApQ/3mWSesN1Prs/s320/Photo0613.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400986773745320706" /></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQo2uWsQwI/AAAAAAAAApQ/3mWSesN1Prs/s1600-h/Photo0613.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"></a>Idk what the hell this is about.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQo2fUH4bI/AAAAAAAAApI/50mOA6vZlyM/s1600-h/Photo0612.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQo2fUH4bI/AAAAAAAAApI/50mOA6vZlyM/s320/Photo0612.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400986769708016050" /></a><br />Idk what the hell this is about 2.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQoe2kCoWI/AAAAAAAAAo4/LQdd2J4Hrv4/s1600-h/Photo0605.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQoe2kCoWI/AAAAAAAAAo4/LQdd2J4Hrv4/s320/Photo0605.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400986363631935842" /></a></div><div>):</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQoe2kCoWI/AAAAAAAAAo4/LQdd2J4Hrv4/s1600-h/Photo0605.jpg"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQoeVyuC-I/AAAAAAAAAow/8gThJ8_4I6w/s1600-h/Photo0604.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQoeVyuC-I/AAAAAAAAAow/8gThJ8_4I6w/s320/Photo0604.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400986354835131362" /></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQoeVyuC-I/AAAAAAAAAow/8gThJ8_4I6w/s1600-h/Photo0604.jpg"></a>:B</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQod9HswYI/AAAAAAAAAoo/LL8Rz2nngFA/s1600-h/Photo0603.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQod9HswYI/AAAAAAAAAoo/LL8Rz2nngFA/s320/Photo0603.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400986348212240770" /></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQod9HswYI/AAAAAAAAAoo/LL8Rz2nngFA/s1600-h/Photo0603.jpg"></a>Bony face.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQodRibD3I/AAAAAAAAAog/2IuVCjxpxEg/s1600-h/Photo0602.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQodRibD3I/AAAAAAAAAog/2IuVCjxpxEg/s320/Photo0602.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400986336513167218" /></a><br />Classic dragonfly.</div><div><br /><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQmS7PWwqI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/V0ScThuAdXc/s320/DSC00754.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400983959705666210" /></div><div><div>Alice punches Lilian, Lilian screams while Amelia laughs on. HAHA</div><div>Credits to Yanting. :D</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQmS7PWwqI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/V0ScThuAdXc/s1600-h/DSC00754.JPG"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQleGaWfDI/AAAAAAAAAoI/kApMpZCBg5o/s1600-h/DSC00751.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQleGaWfDI/AAAAAAAAAoI/kApMpZCBg5o/s320/DSC00751.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400983052171508786" /></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQleGaWfDI/AAAAAAAAAoI/kApMpZCBg5o/s1600-h/DSC00751.JPG"></a>Idk what the hell this is about 3. </div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQld_VXAXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/je9hjzxdR-k/s1600-h/DSC00749.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQld_VXAXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/je9hjzxdR-k/s320/DSC00749.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400983050271523186" /></a></div><div>O.O</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQld_VXAXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/je9hjzxdR-k/s1600-h/DSC00749.JPG"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQldYvkBjI/AAAAAAAAAn4/3o6TZDrJauw/s1600-h/DSC00747.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQldYvkBjI/AAAAAAAAAn4/3o6TZDrJauw/s320/DSC00747.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400983039912445490" /></a></div><div>I should be studying.</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQldYvkBjI/AAAAAAAAAn4/3o6TZDrJauw/s1600-h/DSC00747.JPG"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQldVshPYI/AAAAAAAAAnw/oGEKpeSkIvQ/s1600-h/DSC00744.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQldVshPYI/AAAAAAAAAnw/oGEKpeSkIvQ/s320/DSC00744.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400983039094373762" /></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQldVshPYI/AAAAAAAAAnw/oGEKpeSkIvQ/s1600-h/DSC00744.JPG"></a>Dragonfly!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQlc5gQZiI/AAAAAAAAAno/oo4CYh_bC2Y/s1600-h/DSC00743.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQlc5gQZiI/AAAAAAAAAno/oo4CYh_bC2Y/s320/DSC00743.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400983031526745634" /></a></div><div>Random.</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQlc5gQZiI/AAAAAAAAAno/oo4CYh_bC2Y/s1600-h/DSC00743.JPG"></a><br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQmTMOG-WI/AAAAAAAAAoY/N0D2rj3h_HE/s1600-h/DSC00759.JPG"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQmTMOG-WI/AAAAAAAAAoY/N0D2rj3h_HE/s320/DSC00759.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400983964263840098" style="cursor: pointer; width: 83px; height: 320px; " /></a> Shots of us studying by Yanting!</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQq6HleZRI/AAAAAAAAApw/t40Cla3m5WI/s1600-h/Photo0625.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQq6HleZRI/AAAAAAAAApw/t40Cla3m5WI/s320/Photo0625.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400989031081075986" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div>Yanting's 4 cans of milo.</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQq6lsOsgI/AAAAAAAAAp4/qlB6SjEZcyA/s1600-h/Photo0630.jpg"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvQq6lsOsgI/AAAAAAAAAp4/qlB6SjEZcyA/s320/Photo0630.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400989039162470914" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div>Lilian, Alice, Yanting.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><i>-Avoidance.</i></span></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-2480009132083459608?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-1298292144197043132009-11-05T21:09:00.004+08:002009-11-05T21:40:50.496+08:00Heyho!<div>I've not been posting, cause I've been studying!</div><div>Yeah! Can't believe it myself, but I really wanna pass that stupid Amaths retest.</div><div>I've decided to be a good girl and try to work really hard.</div><div><br /></div><div>Conquer O today was damn bored.</div><div>Stayed back after school for awhile to accompany Yanting as she needed to finish her chinese letter, also to complete my maths.</div><div>Ms Tay stayed back to "look after" those under "detention".</div><div>Heh. Chatted with her. :D</div><div><br /></div><div>After that, went to eat at J8's subway with Alice and Yanting. </div><div>Decided to go library to study.</div><div>I know it's already after exams, but I really wanna do better.</div><div>Used the computer, and studied. </div><div>"The floor is dropping! We will drop too, and we are going to die!" quoted from a little boy.</div><div>HEH!</div><div>Many funny things happened, shall not elaborate. </div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvLSVx09maI/AAAAAAAAAnI/eJYqrTFtQ-k/s1600-h/Photo0596.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvLSVx09maI/AAAAAAAAAnI/eJYqrTFtQ-k/s320/Photo0596.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400610174765210018" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div>Alice! (:</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvLSWZQ3nKI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/EmllZFYAokg/s1600-h/Photo0597.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvLSWZQ3nKI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/EmllZFYAokg/s320/Photo0597.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400610185351240866" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div>Random Picture of the nomination form.</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvLSWk410_I/AAAAAAAAAnY/ahGhwIlPZfc/s1600-h/Photo0598.jpg"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvLSWk410_I/AAAAAAAAAnY/ahGhwIlPZfc/s320/Photo0598.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400610188471686130" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div>View.</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvLSXOen0QI/AAAAAAAAAng/C47fCMFrJyA/s1600-h/Photo0600.jpg"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SvLSXOen0QI/AAAAAAAAAng/C47fCMFrJyA/s320/Photo0600.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400610199636005122" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div>Trademark! We look damn retarded.</div><div>"EPIC FAIL" as Alice says.</div><div><br /></div><div>Deciding whether to go library again tomorrow. :/</div><div>Shall get back to Amaths.</div><div>BTROC soon.</div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">-Two is better than one</span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-129829214419704313?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-71296880739179270112009-11-03T17:37:00.002+08:002009-11-03T17:40:59.587+08:00Back from Jennifer's Body.<div>Awesome. But really gruesome. </div><div>(:</div><div>Me is happyhappy that I finally watched it.</div><div>Heh. Thanks Vince and Yanting for watching it with me. :D</div><div><br /></div><div>Hmm, I think I'm gonna take a nap before doing Maths.</div><div>Oh, and btw, I don't wanna sit for that shitty Amaths Re exam thing.</div><div>eeesh.</div><div><br /></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">-Hopeless.</span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-7129688073917927011?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-6531995128347205942009-11-02T14:02:00.002+08:002009-11-02T14:07:56.122+08:00Today's the first day of Conquer O.<div>Time passed quite fast today. (:</div><div>Except for Chemistry today. </div><div><br /></div><div>Can't wait for tomorrow! </div><div>Jennifer's Body with Bestfriend!</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><i>-Spilt love.</i></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-653199512834720594?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-87087571551183419622009-10-31T19:12:00.004+08:002009-10-31T19:37:55.322+08:00HAPPY HALLOWEEN! <div>Now preparing to go party. Yeah!</div><div>This year, Jaden and I have decided not to treat or trick near SAS.</div><div>But, we're gonna hide behind trees and scare people. Hehe.</div><div>Jaden's dressing up now, he's going as Zealous from deathnote.</div><div>Haha, can't wait to se his costume.</div><div>We made a pact this year, I won't take any pictures of him, so he won't take any hideous pictures of me.</div><div>But, if you really wanna see how we look like, pop by woodlands!</div><div>Heres how he is supposed to look like: </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SuwccyP9LyI/AAAAAAAAAmY/iMxQALa1ONM/s1600-h/Zealous.jpg"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SuwccyP9LyI/AAAAAAAAAmY/iMxQALa1ONM/s320/Zealous.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398721334160994082" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div>HAHA!</div><div>I'm just going as a stupid looking nerd. </div><div>:B</div><div>Today's shopping was great.</div><div>One Narcist photo coming up! Beware.</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SuwhVwuAzzI/AAAAAAAAAmg/2PtdpZiyolI/s1600-h/XOXO.jpg"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SuwhVwuAzzI/AAAAAAAAAmg/2PtdpZiyolI/s200/XOXO.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398726711049244466" style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /></a></div><div>Told you so.</div><div><br /></div><div>Going now! bye!</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><i>-You got me all topsy turvy.</i></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-8708757155118341962?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-31508579808753259082009-10-30T20:19:00.002+08:002009-10-30T20:22:08.877+08:00I just wanna say, rest in peace 舅舅。<div>Iloveyou.</div><div>I wanna go malaysia to pay my respects now.</div><div>):</div><div>I will definitely miss you.</div><div>You're gone just too soon.</div><div>D:</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-3150857980875325908?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-77089909956144192922009-10-30T18:15:00.000+08:002009-10-30T18:29:26.085+08:00I finally found episode 9 of BTROC.<div>:D</div><div>Don't understand it though. :/</div><div><br /></div><div>//</div><div>Had movie marathon with Jaden today. Yeah, he skipped school just to accompany me. :D</div><div>We watched like 6 movies in about 10 hours, got small breaks in the middle. (: Started at 8. </div><div>Can't believe I'd actually wake up that early luh.</div><div>Movies watched:</div><div>- Bring it on 3 All or nothing</div><div>- Bring it on 4 In it to win it</div><div>- The notebook</div><div>- Horton hears a who.</div><div>- Yes man</div><div>- A.I Artificial intelligence</div><div><br /></div><div>Haha, I think Jaden fell asleep during Horton. Heh.</div><div>2 Cheerleader Movies, must really thank Jaden for watching it with me.</div><div>The Notebook was touching, so was artificial intelligence. </div><div>Jaden was comforting me more often than watching the shows.</div><div>Yes man was just plain funny, but had many memories about the night before christmas 08. :/</div><div>Heh. Overall, the movies were great. Don't know whether to continue the marathon tomorrow.</div><div>Shall standby some movies. :D</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium; border-collapse: collapse; white-space: nowrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.scene-stealers.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/9teddyaiartificialintelligencethe_imagelarge.jpg&amp;imgrefurl=http://www.scene-stealers.com/top-10/top-10-coolest-movie-robots/&amp;usg=__lkXs90X6ZyxauSNudwLMRHqndM4=&amp;h=292&amp;w=448&amp;sz=20&amp;hl=en&amp;start=1&amp;um=1&amp;tbnid=h4im8mEraTgoaM:&amp;tbnh=83&amp;tbnw=127&amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dartificial%2Bintelligence%2Bbear%26hl%3Den%26client%3Dsafari%26rls%3Den%26um%3D1" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 204); font-family: arial, sans-serif; "><img src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:h4im8mEraTgoaM:http://www.scene-stealers.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/9teddyaiartificialintelligencethe_imagelarge.jpg" width="127" height="83" style="border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-color: initial; " /></a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: medium; white-space: nowrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;">I love the talking bear(:</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">-If I could turn back time.</span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-7708990995614419292?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-15105770842575934222009-10-30T00:09:00.000+08:002009-10-30T00:16:05.930+08:00Hello world.<div>Today was the last day of school.</div><div>And it was super boring, shan't elaborate.</div><div><br /></div><div>Just finished watching episode 8 of BTROC. (:</div><div>I'm bored.</div><div>Bye.</div><div><br /></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">-I don't know why.</span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-1510577084257593422?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-76624215152661961012009-10-28T14:25:00.003+08:002009-10-28T20:59:38.552+08:00I can't login to facebook!<div>What the hell. It says my email is wrong.</div><div>Zzz luh.</div><div>Is your system wrong.</div><div><br /></div><div>Skipped Sports day today.</div><div>Spent 2 hours in the polyclinic, </div><div>I got charcoal for medicine. Seriously.</div><div>Its black and it says Charcoal as the description.</div><div>Lol.</div><div><br /></div><div>Going to school later. </div><div>I think I'm crazy.</div><div><br /></div><div>//</div><div>Back from cheer!</div><div>Today was a sad day.</div><div>The end.</div><div><br /></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">-It hurts a lot.</span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-7662421515266196101?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-9959639099660957282009-10-28T00:33:00.002+08:002009-10-28T00:56:50.433+08:00I've changed, haven't I.<div>Tell me honestly.</div><div>I don't know.</div><div>This change, it just happened.</div><div>I was was reading some people's blog.</div><div>I remember that time when I was so in love with him.</div><div>I used to blog about him everyday, only till after the first day of this year,</div><div>I just started to be so cold.</div><div>I remember on the first day of school, I met up with my two favourite girlfr, before heading to class.</div><div>I told them, this year would be different. Turns out, it really is.</div><div><br /></div><div>The way I talk now, the way I write, the way I live my life.</div><div>This just isn't the way I want things to be like.</div><div>This just sucks. I don't wanna be somebody different.</div><div>I just wanna be who I was. I'm trying so hard not to be somebody else, whereas people are trying to be that somebody else.</div><div>What's wrong. </div><div><br /></div><div>I know there's still so many days left to the end of the year. </div><div>But this year has been a sucky one.</div><div>Loss, thats the word to describe happenings.</div><div>Can I revert to whom I was.</div><div>I really don't bother what you people think of me, gossip all you want.</div><div>Call me emoshit, whatever. I just feel that I've been trying to please to many people.</div><div>They don't bother, so why should I</div><div>What do I really want in life.</div><div><br /></div><div>I have random thoughts everywhere I go.</div><div>And today, in superbowl, I was thinking of a lot of things. </div><div>For example, if he was still there, how would today end like.</div><div>Or, if I was more daring, and it worked out, how'd it be now.</div><div>Or, if I stayed to what I actually believed and not easily trust, how would things turn out soon.</div><div>I know, thinking wouldn't change anything. But it wouldn't hurt anybody to just think right?</div><div><br /></div><div>Karma, is it true? </div><div><br /></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">-Torn apart, from the start.</span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-995963909966095728?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-59712493001409431972009-10-27T14:29:00.009+08:002009-10-27T15:11:07.853+08:00Hellos, back from bowling.<div>Couldn't tahan. Damn tired.</div><div>Shall give school a miss tomorrow.</div><div>I know many are. Heh!</div><div><br /></div><div>Trying to load <span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;font-family:sans-serif;font-size:12px;" >宮心計</span></span> episode 7.</div><div>Damn slow.</div><div>Shall go explore the storyline of it.</div><div><br /><object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" width="420" height="370"><param name="movie" value="http://w.video.hk.yahoo.net/video/dplayer.html?vid=1747737"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://w.video.hk.yahoo.net/video/dplayer.html?vid=1747737" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="420" height="370"></embed></object><blockquote><br /><img style="width: 269px; height: 303px;" src="http://k-tvb.net/images/conscience/palacescheming_lyrics.gif" alt="Beyond the Realm of Conscience Themesong Lyrics" /><br /><br />English Translations :<br />Pledge undergoes a society’s transformation<br />Good and evil unreported eventually pays a price<br />Equal step shocks the world<br />Silk as like mirror assembles like a painting<br />Appearance like snow, does not taint delicate sand, please stay behind<br />If grasping, stop dreaming, haven’t been favored upon<br />What you see, hear, you cannot trust<br />Regretful is, when you turn a blind eye to this world, regard the number of dark currents<br />Loving deeply, speaking the truth, don’t be touched<br />More heart piercing, more deeply ingrained, don’t sense pain<br />Once extremely hated, can still be held in ones arm<br />Past events is like dust, like the windPledge undergoes a society’s transformation<br />Good and evil unreported eventually pays a price<br />Equal step shocks the world<br />Silk as like mirror assembles like a painting<br />Appearance like snow, does not taint delicate sand, please stay behind<br />If grasping, stop dreaming, haven’t been favored upon<br />What you see, hear, you cannot trust<br />Regretful is, when you turn a blind eye to this world, regard the number of dark currents<br />Loving deeply, speaking the truth, don’t be touched<br />More heart piercing, more deeply ingrained, don’t sense pain<br />Once extremely hated, can still be held in ones arm<br />Past events is like dust, like the wind<br /></blockquote><br /><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:78%;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">- Lost love.</span></i></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-5971249300140943197?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-50864931972013438132009-10-26T23:04:00.003+08:002009-10-26T23:16:03.655+08:00Hellos.<div><br /></div><div>Today's dance was uh.... kinda a waste.</div><div>==</div><div>Went around hub with Yanting. </div><div>I spent so much money today, damnshit. </div><div>Oh yeah, many thanks to Stephanie for the mug. (:</div><div>Hope, you don't find my card too shabby. :D</div><div><br /></div><div>Had training after, Sucks luh. Nothing do de.</div><div>Chatted a lot with the cheerleaders. Haha.</div><div>Went home after.</div><div>KO-ed immediately after shower, I tell you.</div><div>Just finished watching Episode 6 of <span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(120, 96, 72); font-family:Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif;font-size:13px;">宫心计 <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:Georgia, fantasy;font-size:16px;">.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;">The show pwns all mansczxxzx.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;">You all should watch it. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;">:D</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;">Oh, cut my hair today too. Damn weird.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;">:x</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;">Sometimes, I don't know how to express my feelings to you, so I write the little pink words at the bottom. I wish you'd just know. :/</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">- Just another illusion.</span></i></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-5086493197201343813?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-15355569680914423542009-10-25T02:54:00.006+08:002009-10-27T14:32:53.956+08:00<div>Random picture post. :D</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SuNOW5qWYTI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/CagAy4UNB-c/s1600-h/Beyond5.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SuNOW5qWYTI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/CagAy4UNB-c/s320/Beyond5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396242933862523186" /></a><div>Current love. ( Many hearts inserted)</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SuNOW5qWYTI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/CagAy4UNB-c/s1600-h/Beyond5.jpg"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SuNOWcziUiI/AAAAAAAAAmI/wQxOOe5eLgo/s1600-h/Photo0560.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SuNOWcziUiI/AAAAAAAAAmI/wQxOOe5eLgo/s320/Photo0560.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396242926116426274" /></a></div><div>V.A.R.Y . (L) </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SuNOWcziUiI/AAAAAAAAAmI/wQxOOe5eLgo/s1600-h/Photo0560.jpg"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SuNOWP54CZI/AAAAAAAAAmA/xxR2oLU404Q/s1600-h/Photo0563.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SuNOWP54CZI/AAAAAAAAAmA/xxR2oLU404Q/s320/Photo0563.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396242922653354386" /></a></div><div>Yanting's fish platter thing. They gave her a yellow lemon slice.</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SuNOVoG6mKI/AAAAAAAAAl4/oQTxa8isXUo/s1600-h/Photo0564.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SuNOVoG6mKI/AAAAAAAAAl4/oQTxa8isXUo/s320/Photo0564.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396242911970629794" /></a><br /></div><div>My fish pasta thing. I got a green lemon. ):</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Heh.</div><div>Waiting for episode 6 of BTROC to come out.</div><div>(:</div><div><br /></div><div>Read my blog archives. Read those before Febuary 09.</div><div>I realised I've changed. Really changed.</div><div>Is this the change you meant?</div><div>Man, I can't help but tear.</div><div>Is there anyway I can change this reality to be with you again?</div><div>Is there anyway I can be that way again?</div><div>I used to be so brave. I dared to be myself.</div><div>Now, I'm just bottling everything up.</div><div>Fuck, what is happening.</div><div>I used to be really happy.</div><div>To have so many people.</div><div>Now, I have lost them all. My 08 self was my happiest time.</div><div>Now, it kinda sucks.</div><div>Is it okay to say I'm sorry? Ever too late to apologise?</div><div>If I were to have only 2 people to say sorry to, There's a guy and a girl.</div><div>I'm really sorry for whatever I have done wrong.</div><div>I love both of you. Really.</div><div><br /></div><div>One <u><b>was</b></u><b></b> my boyfr.</div><div>The other <u><b>was</b></u><b></b> my "normal twin".</div><div>All that happened in 08. But, to me I still regard my twin as my twin/sister/bestfr because that is a place that can never be changed in my heart. </div><div>As for the guy, I can never forget him, because what we had was really appreciated and I feel it was all so real.</div><div>And those who really knows me, would know who they are.</div><div>Because, other than my family, they meant the most to me.</div><div>They were the best people I am so glad to have at that time.</div><div>It was all then. Not now. 2008 was a damn good year.</div><div>I wish they were still beside me, supporting me.</div><div>Please, tell me you've forgiven.</div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">-Run away from reality</span></i></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-1535556968091442354?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-28043231577445410532009-10-25T02:22:00.001+08:002009-10-25T02:23:39.508+08:00I damn tired.<div>But just can't sleep. Fucking insomnia.</div><div>==.</div><div><br /></div><div>This totally sucks.</div><div>i'm freaking bored.</div><div><br /></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">-Shut love down.</span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-2804323157744541053?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-52235808798671172382009-10-23T20:38:00.003+08:002009-10-23T20:55:56.700+08:00Hellos.<div>Today's timetable was damn screwed up.</div><div>Mother Tongue was the only period I enjoyed. Movie -2young.</div><div>Watched it before, ending was they were found in the end and the guy was sent to boys home.</div><div>But, 3 years later, the girl and the baby were waiting for his release. -.-</div><div>But am happy lessons ended at 1245.</div><div>Lunched with Yanting at Manhattan Fish Market.</div><div>The woman beside us kept staring. Urgh.</div><div><br /></div><div>Homed after.</div><div>(:</div><div>Bought Seventeen. Prom issue. Manymany things I want.</div><div><br /></div><div>We seriously have to work harder.</div><div>No more distractions after ConquerO. </div><div>Hopefully I will stick to it.</div><div>But, I was forced to go to so many concerts. How?</div><div>Movies are also coming up. Eeeesh. Damnshit.</div><div>Maybe I'll just relax a little in between. Heh</div><div>:x</div><div><br /></div><div>Spamming HK dramas and other movies now.</div><div>I have finished :</div><div>-Heart of Greed</div><div>-Moonlight Resonance</div><div>Am now watching:</div><div>- Last one standing</div><div>- Beyond the realms of conscience</div><div>- 10 promises to my dog</div><div>:D</div><div> Trying to upload pictures now. Maybe just a few pics will do.</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SuGm0OuWX7I/AAAAAAAAAlo/5faiI_c1LOk/s1600-h/Photo0546.jpg"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SuGm0OuWX7I/AAAAAAAAAlo/5faiI_c1LOk/s320/Photo0546.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395777244802473906" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div>Cake with manymany layers and weird chocolate medallions.</div><div><br /></div><div>And now, the uploader is giving me problems. ==</div><div>Upload next time!</div><div><br /></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">-Plastic love.</span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-5223580879867117238?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-20398112393569337132009-10-22T00:05:00.003+08:002009-10-22T15:59:09.414+08:00Happy 15 birthday to myself.<div>//</div><div><br /></div><div>I'm feeling sick.</div><div>Sicker than yesterday.</div><div>This sore throat sucks.</div><div>Anyway, Thanks to all those who wished me a Happy Birthday!</div><div>And of course to my best bro, JADEN NG JIAHAN! ( He wants his name bigbig)</div><div>Thank you veryvery much for the present and the cake ! <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', fantasy; font-size: 13px; ">❤</span></div><div>Me luv you manymany luhsxzxzxz! HAHA!</div><div>Upload pictures next time!</div><div><br /></div><div>Off to watch my shows!</div><div>Celebration later! :D</div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "><br /></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">-Delete you, delete you</span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-2039811239356933713?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-52808727209304800612009-10-21T22:24:00.003+08:002009-10-22T00:01:45.415+08:001 hour 34 mins more.<div>Urgh.</div><div>I have a feeling it'll be a terrible birthday this year.</div><div>To start it off, I'm sick. ):</div><div><br /></div><div>Wth, I don't feel like posting already luh.</div><div>Bye.</div><div>//</div><div><br /></div><div>5 mins more.</div><div>I just have one wish this year. </div><div>But I know, its never ever gonna come true. :/</div><div>Hopes&amp;Dreams.</div><div><br /></div><div>Well, Just wanna wish ZhiHao a happy birthday in advance too. (:</div><div>So many years of knowing you, heh.</div><div>Happybirthday !</div><div><br /></div><div>Its back to sucky mood.</div><div>Off to sleep after this post.</div><div><br /></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">-I wish I was her, and you were mine.</span></i></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-5280872720930480061?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-60311589932988623832009-10-20T18:28:00.008+08:002009-10-20T22:33:03.111+08:002 more days, baby!<div><br /></div><div>Today got back my results, quite satisfied.</div><div>I knew I'll fail bloody Amaths, but luckily it wasn't a terrible as I expected.</div><div>Casper got worse than me, Heh.</div><div>I really hope there's no retest .</div><div>:/ *crosses fingers and pray*</div><div><br /></div><div>Lunch with Shawn. (:</div><div>We say meet at 1245, in the end I had to go hub and wait.</div><div>Lol. Went to mac, he was supposed to eat with me but he ate already. :/(x2)</div><div>Chatted about super random stuff.</div><div>Haha, He really made my day by just saying one sentence. :D </div><div>( Rohit said that same sentence to me yesterday!)</div><div>Good luh, keep saying he don't need come school already.</div><div>Yanting came, he left.</div><div><br /></div><div>Went to buy her 溏心风暴 DVD.</div><div>Contemplated whether to buy 家好月圆 instead. :/</div><div>Stuck to 溏心风暴 in the end.</div><div>Walked to hub, something really unexpected happened. ):</div><div>Well, went to buy coffee bean next, Matcha Green Tea Ice Blend.</div><div>Starbucks ones are nicer. I mean their Green Tea Latte.</div><div>Yanting bought sushi and her Hazelnut thing from CoffeeBean and we sat at the fountain and chatted.</div><div>I think what we said made sense.</div><div>Walked around abit more and home-d.</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/St2aQDb-KLI/AAAAAAAAAk4/LiaNZVHJ0Cg/s1600-h/Photo0532.jpg"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/St2aQDb-KLI/AAAAAAAAAk4/LiaNZVHJ0Cg/s320/Photo0532.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394637529250932914" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Ohoh! I wanna watch My Sister's Keeper and Jennifer's Body. :D</div><div><br /></div><div><div><object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.jennifersbody.com/jensbody_embedplayer_01.swf" width="400" height="345"></object></div><div><br /></div><div>A very badly taken shot of her poster:</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/St2XQxCz1aI/AAAAAAAAAkw/3SDhaJjdA1A/s1600-h/Photo0530.jpg"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/St2XQxCz1aI/AAAAAAAAAkw/3SDhaJjdA1A/s320/Photo0530.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394634242958546338" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div>(Check out her heels and muscles.)</div><div><br /></div><div>My Sister's keeper:</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"><object width="400" height="345"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HP4NxUFgFrs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HP4NxUFgFrs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="345"></embed></object></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"><br /></span></span></div><div>One is a horror comedy and the other, a touching show.</div><div>(:</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">-It's a battle we've yet to win.</span></i></div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-6031158993298862383?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-30459399220024696342009-10-19T02:44:00.002+08:002009-10-19T17:28:19.449+08:00Hello. I'm using my mac in the dark.<div>Having bad gastric pain now. ):</div><div><br /></div><div>I feel sick. :/</div><div><br /></div><div>//</div><div>Been Video Conferencing with Rohit. :/</div><div>Now he's off to the airport. ):</div><div>Rohit, I'll miss you. </div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/StwwJxW2EuI/AAAAAAAAAko/n0Y4QtQojOA/s320/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394239398109123298" /></div><div>Screenshot. Yes, Rohit, I know I look different with my specs.</div><div><br /></div><div>Talked about real random stuff.</div><div>Yes, I'm jealous, Rohit.</div><div>:/ But there's no point now. </div><div>At least he knows eh?</div><div>Better than him not knowing.</div><div>Have fun back in school over there!</div><div><br /></div><div>I shall go get prepared.</div><div>Off to go out!</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><i>-All the compromise. </i></span></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-3045939922002469634?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-3136578119546888392009-10-18T22:56:00.002+08:002009-10-18T23:07:54.345+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/StsvOkQxuCI/AAAAAAAAAkY/PqIN2dwpdZw/s1600-h/ROHIT.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/StsvOkQxuCI/AAAAAAAAAkY/PqIN2dwpdZw/s320/ROHIT.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393956906005018658" /></a><br />This is a post dedicated to dear Rohit Ganapathi.<div><br /></div><div>Hello Rohit, I'm gonna miss you.</div><div>I know this dedication came abit late, but yeah.</div><div>We've been classmates for 3 years already. Time flies.</div><div>Wasn't really close to you in sec 1. Probably because I was the girl with centre parting and nerdy specs whom doesn't like to talk that much.</div><div>Haha, but yeah, we only got closer in sec2 when I was seating with Bernice. </div><div>23'08 was a damn awesome class. With Mr Tan as our form teacher and the always random things that we do.</div><div><br /></div><div>Well, this years really topsy turvy.</div><div>Especially with the You-Know-Who thing.</div><div>Glad you were a mutual friend between us for me to turn to.</div><div>Sadly, it didn't work out. But yeah, you were there too.</div><div>Thanks.</div><div><br /></div><div>I really miss you.</div><div>Damn, your trip back was too short.</div><div>And that outing was also kinda wasted. </div><div>But it was better than nothing.</div><div>:D</div><div>The thing I remember you most for is that you'll always walk past me in the corridor and say I suck.</div><div>Damn. </div><div><br /></div><div>Well, I have nothing more to say.</div><div>Have a nice plane trip back to india.</div><div>And do come online often since your phone got confiscated.</div><div>Don't EVER get you Sexy lenovo and itouch confiscated too. </div><div>(:</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-313657811954688839?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-59612311470453354042009-10-18T22:13:00.004+08:002009-10-18T22:24:36.716+08:00Hello, <div>Back from shopping with mummy.</div><div>Didn't buy much luh.</div><div>Heh, 4 more days.</div><div>Yayye.</div><div><br /></div><div>Rohit's flying off again tomorrow.</div><div>Gonna miss him again.</div><div>Felt this "holidays" were a total waste.</div><div>Been just rotting.</div><div><br /></div><div>Lucky seniors, no need come school le.</div><div>Shawn was so happy about it. Heh.</div><div>But he say maybe Thursday he'll be coming to pass me my present.</div><div>Lol. Idk why he keeps calling me blur queen.</div><div>Just never say bye only ma.</div><div><br /></div><div>Eeesh.</div><div>Random stuff happened this two days.</div><div>Uh, off to spam some TVB drama.</div><div>Bye, peepos.</div><div><br /></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">-Maybe, we're just lost in our own world.</span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-5961231147045335404?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-83780929916843852962009-10-17T16:27:00.001+08:002009-10-17T16:29:29.208+08:00I'm having a sucky day.<div>Seriously.</div><div>Why must she be here to ruin my mood. </div><div>I was freaking happy and about to go shopping.</div><div>Then she had to come.</div><div>She is none other than my cousin.</div><div>I don't like.</div><div><br /></div><div>She's such a bimbo luh.</div><div>Urgh.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">-Still the feeling hasn't changed.</span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-8378092991684385296?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-36823106209450193482009-10-17T00:33:00.005+08:002009-10-17T00:47:49.395+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/StihHvAHN8I/AAAAAAAAAjw/l-4K1flha6o/s1600-h/Spastic+smile3.jpg"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/StihHvAHN8I/AAAAAAAAAjw/l-4K1flha6o/s320/Spastic+smile3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393237708024264642" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a><div><b><blockquote>Happy birthday Yanting!</b></div><div>(Stupid spastic faces)</blockquote></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/StihHvAHN8I/AAAAAAAAAjw/l-4K1flha6o/s1600-h/Spastic+smile3.jpg"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/StiiAeFa9cI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/UJSBhkVJJcY/s1600-h/IMG_4297-.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/StiiAeFa9cI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/UJSBhkVJJcY/s320/IMG_4297-.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393238682735670722" /></a></div><div>Almost Class Picture.</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/Stih_9U_5PI/AAAAAAAAAkI/hsKONvzw3OQ/s1600-h/Class+pic.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/Stih_9U_5PI/AAAAAAAAAkI/hsKONvzw3OQ/s320/Class+pic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393238673942635762" /></a></div><div>Miss them loads.</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/Stih_mhQ5aI/AAAAAAAAAkA/WfCwhNmnU6k/s1600-h/Group5.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/Stih_mhQ5aI/AAAAAAAAAkA/WfCwhNmnU6k/s320/Group5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393238667820066210" /></a></div><div>Some of 2/3 and extra guy. :x</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/Stih_EJHilI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Y8ejICMFDWs/s1600-h/Height+Gradient.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/Stih_EJHilI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Y8ejICMFDWs/s320/Height+Gradient.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393238658591984210" /></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/Stih_EJHilI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Y8ejICMFDWs/s1600-h/Height+Gradient.jpg"></a>Height Gradient!</div><div><br /></div><div>23'08, I miss you guys so so much. </div><div>):</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>-<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">There's something about this feeling that makes me miss you.</span></i><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-3682310620945019348?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-61821653119500370762009-10-16T16:46:00.002+08:002009-10-16T21:48:19.137+08:00I've been updating alot recently. :/<div>Hahas.</div><div>Well, Happy Birthday in advance to Yanting! :D</div><div>//</div><div><br /></div><div>When I saw him today,</div><div>I had this terrible urge to call out your nickname.</div><div>The one I used to call you with.</div><div>I can't help but feel so guilty.</div><div>I wished I was the one who would be holding your hand,</div><div>to be the one for you to confide in,</div><div>to be the one who can always lie on your shoulders,</div><div>to be the one who takes long boring bus rides with you,</div><div>to be the one you try not to upset, </div><div>to be the one to tease so often,</div><div>to be the one whom you scold but will always apologise to,</div><div>to be the one who is always able to call out your name when I'm afraid,</div><div>to be the one talking late into the night with you,</div><div>to be the one you miss even when we just parted for a second,</div><div>to be the one whom you always quarrel with but never fail to patch up with,</div><div>to be the one on your mind always,</div><div>to be the one you wish to see,</div><div>to be the one whom you always love,</div><div>to be the one, your only one.</div><div><br /></div><div>There you go, now you're gone.</div><div>To somewhere, you're not coming back.</div><div>The day you left, was the day I found it won't be the same.</div><div><br /></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">-I'm falling to pieces just trying to see you.</span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-6182165311950037076?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-27026703899491599612009-10-15T18:18:00.004+08:002009-10-15T19:59:50.739+08:00Hello world,<div>I am back from meeting Rohit. Or Garohit. :x</div><div>Well, today was kind of a waste.</div><div>Met Yanting, Rohit, Andy, ZhiPng, Praveen at hub.</div><div>Devin came.</div><div><br /></div><div>Lingered around hub.</div><div>Decided to eat at kfc.</div><div>Waited for Vince for a very long time.</div><div>It rained :/</div><div>They wanted to watch a movie.</div><div>Wanted to play arcade too, but HOTD was down.</div><div>Went off.</div><div><br /></div><div>Lingered outside school.</div><div>Met Jiamin, Alyssa and Jackie.</div><div>Stood outside for a very very long time.</div><div>In the end went home.</div><div><br /></div><div>:D</div><div>Byebye.</div><div><br /></div><div>Btw, The dream is haunting me.</div><div>Argh, why.</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><i>- Guess, you'll never know. IMY.</i></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-2702670389949159961?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-56281060381702378132009-10-15T00:48:00.008+08:002009-10-15T01:09:50.544+08:00It is 151009!<div><br /></div><div>Suppose Rohit is on the plane now eh?</div><div>Heh. Happyhappy.</div><div><br /></div><div>Well, here's a little vid.</div><div>Its sad. To all people, this might happen to you or anybody.</div><div>You can't predict it.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hNU6_OntYD8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hNU6_OntYD8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span></div><div><br /></div><div>To me, the one where the guy and the girl were texting and the other where the couple was about to kiss is really , how do I put it, It catches me?</div><div>Well, I know it sounds weird but I do feel the "pain" of those.</div><div>Ah, whatever. Goodnight peeps.</div><div>Takecare.</div><div><br /></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">-All I want to say now is that I'm sorry and I love you.</span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-5628106038170237813?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-59671731134410081612009-10-14T12:02:00.005+08:002009-10-14T22:10:52.876+08:00Home now.<div>Going lunch later with Jaden.</div><div>(:</div><div>Having a bad tummyache though.</div><div>):</div><div><br /></div><div>//</div><div>Its 2040 now.</div><div>So gonna get my snacks for the night.</div><div>Happyhappy me.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Alright, Damn, I'm totally not happy.</div><div>Thought lunch with Jaden would actually help.</div><div>Well, No.</div><div>Hopefully shopping will help tomorrow.</div><div>Right now, after updating, I really should go get the rootbeer I have always wanted to try but they were too expensive.</div><div>Now I SHALL SPLURGE!</div><div>I seriously don't give a damn anymore.</div><div>I sick and tired of well, being sick and tired.</div><div>Its after the exams already. I should be happy.</div><div>Retail therapy helped once, it should work.</div><div>Shall get my highness up.</div><div>And Rohit is coming back tomorrow at 0515.</div><div><s>Though I'm not meeting him, I should be happy.</s> I'm meeting him!</div><div>(: Missed that indian damn much. Didn't had anybody to say you suck to while walking through the corridors that once bared so much memories.</div><div>Sucky year.</div><div>But its almost done.</div><div>Happy thing?</div><div>Yanting's birthday is coming, got my present for her already. Heh!</div><div>Well, my birthday is coming too.</div><div>And so is Stephanie's. Wrote her a card already. (: </div><div>Well, happy stuffs.</div><div><br /></div><div>But wait, so it may seem.</div><div>Her birthday is on the 26.</div><div>You know what that means. :/</div><div>Sucky much.</div><div>And well, last year's birthday owned any other birthdays I had even though there's no party.</div><div>But still it rocked.</div><div>But now, damnit. </div><div>This sucks damn much.</div><div><br /></div><div>I have said Suck(y)/(s)/(ed) alot here.</div><div>Proves it really does.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>SUCKY MUCH FOR OCTOBER.</div><div>THE MONTH I HAVE BEEN LOOKING FORWARD TO SINCE LAST OCTOBER.</div><div>CRAP.</div><div><br /></div><div>I have said my piece.</div><div>Now off to buy snacks and that pack of (root)beer, </div><div>Ohkay. I'm just trying to make myself happier.</div><div>Give me a break .</div><div><br /></div><div>-<i>You know that you were born to be. Heartbreaker. </i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-5967173113441008161?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-20301929425256307622009-10-13T19:45:00.015+08:002009-10-13T20:05:27.910+08:00Went to Seoul Garden with Yanting today. Had fun. (:<div>Was seriously damn bloated.</div><div>:D</div><div>After which we went to walk around the cool new Northpoint.</div><div>Went to their gigantic library next. :)</div><div>Then Mrt-ed home.</div><div><br /></div><div>Spamming HIMYM now.</div><div>Going Biking tomorrow ! :B</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">-</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Sometimes, I wonder, what would it be like now.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">You changed, so have I.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">But there's always one thing that remains. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCCC;">Baby, I miss you.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCCC;">❤</span></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-2030192942525630762?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-81443079981349835492009-10-12T15:48:00.001+08:002009-10-12T15:50:05.809+08:00Hellos.<div><br /></div><div>I think I pwned all my Science papers.</div><div>(:</div><div><br /></div><div>Haha. History tomorrow.</div><div>After which, it's BUFFET TIME.</div><div>:B</div><div>Yayye.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Off to study.</div><div>Bye.</div><div><br /></div><div>You suck like crap.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-8144307998134983549?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-35303265498683428802009-10-09T18:15:00.007+08:002009-10-09T18:39:28.658+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:verdana;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;font-size:16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;font-size:13px;"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Since you went away<br />It's been<br />One year two months<br />But it just don't seem like yesterday<br />We were, we were still together<br />Time has passed and things have changed so<br />Why do I feel this way<br />Cuz you're with somebody else<br />And I'm with somebody else but<br /><br />Whenever I think about the love we had<br />(It hurts so bad)<br />Whenever I think about the love we made<br />I said that I'd be strong<br />Girl I really thought that I'd move on<br />But still I find myself asking<br /><br />Do you still think of me<br />Like I think about you<br />Do you still dream of me<br />Cuz I can't sleep without you<br />Tell me if time should make a change<br />Then why do I feel the same<br />Your love has got me addicted<br /><br />Said I don't know<br />[When I'm with a chick and we make love I call your name]<br />Said I don't know<br />[Wanna be with somebody else I push them away]<br />Tell me if time should make a change<br />Then why do I feel the same<br />I know I gotta move on but<br />I'm so addicted to you<br />(You)<br /><br />It's been long enough<br />Don't know<br />Why I'm still holding on<br />If I had a wish babe I would turn back the hands of time<br />Cuz you don't know what you've got until it's gone (until it's gone)<br />That's the reason why I'm writing you this song<br /><br />Girl I'm slippin'<br />And I don't know what to do<br />Girl I admit it<br />I'm sick over you<br />Damn<br />I realize my mistake<br />My pride got in the way<br />I shoulda begged you to stay<br /><br />Do you still think of me<br />Like I think about you<br />Do you still dream of me<br />Cuz I can't sleep without you<br />Tell me if time should make a change<br />Then why should I feel the same<br />Girl your love has got me addicted (Got me addicted)<br /><br />Said I don't know<br />[When I'm with a chick and we make love I call your name]<br />Said I don't know<br />[Wanna be with somebody else I push them away]<br />Tell me if time should make a change<br />Then why do I feel the same<br />I know I gotta move on but<br />I'm so addicted to you<br /><br />If you ever lost someone you truly love<br />Let me hear you say "yeah"<br />(Yeah)<br />Say "yeah"<br />(yeah) Let me hear you say<br />And if you ever lost someone you truly need<br />Let me hear you say "yeah"<br />(Yeah)<br />Say "yeah"<br />(Yeah)<br /><br />Do you still think of me<br />Like I think about you<br />Do you still dream of me (yeah)<br />Cuz I can't sleep without you<br />Tell me if time should make a change<br />Then why do I feel the same (Why do I feel)<br />Your love has got me addicted<br /><br />Said I don't know<br />[When I'm with a chick and we make love I call your name]<br />Said I don't know<br />[Wanna be with somebody else I push them away]<br />Tell me if time should make a change<br />Then why do I feel the same<br />I know I gotta move on but<br />I'm so addicted to you<br /><br />Like I think about you<br />Do you still dream of me<br />Cuz I can't sleep without you<br />Tell me if time should make a change<br />Then why do I feel the same<br />Your love has got me addicted (it's got me addicted)<br /><br />Said I don't know<br />When I'm with a chick and we make love I call your name<br />Said I don't know<br />Wanna be with somebody else I push them away (I just push them away)<br />Tell me if time should make a change (Make a change)<br />Then why do I feel the same (Feel the same)<br />I know I gotta move on but<br />I'm so addicted to you</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">-Yes, I'm addicted to you.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-family:'Lucida Grande', -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">❤</span></span></span></span></div></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-3530326549868342880?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-55331576750589370102009-10-07T11:51:00.002+08:002009-10-07T11:54:30.267+08:00October is the month!<div>Happy Happy!</div><div>1) Rohit's coming back!</div><div>2) Start and End of Finals.</div><div>3) Yanting's birthday.</div><div>4) 22nd October!</div><div>5) Uh.. Uh.. I'll continue thinking.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Well, at starbucks now.</div><div>Loved.</div><div>Went to J8 with Bernice just now. </div><div>Goodluck Geog people!.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>-ManyMany hearts.</div><div>Loves.</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-5533157675058937010?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-89218053415143558172009-10-06T15:18:00.001+08:002009-10-06T15:21:07.542+08:00All I can say was that my Social Studies Section A was kinda screwed up.<div>:/</div><div><br /></div><div>Lunched with Bernice today.</div><div>Our saving Scheme.</div><div>Scheme -> SS -> Sienzxzxzx (x 354824514)</div><div><br /></div><div>Uhhuh. :/</div><div><br /></div><div>Tomorrow one paper only. </div><div>(:</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-8921805341514355817?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-33295046837764990542009-10-03T19:39:00.001+08:002009-10-03T19:40:55.445+08:00Hello,<div><br /></div><div>Been watching How I met your mother.</div><div>Damn funny. (:</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Tear up all your messages.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-3329504683776499054?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-20713430631006903042009-09-29T17:56:00.001+08:002009-09-29T17:56:42.029+08:00Just an update baby!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-2071343063100690304?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-5599537355081925062009-09-27T22:16:00.001+08:002009-09-27T22:17:50.370+08:00Hamilton owns.<div> (:</div><div><br /></div><div>Anyway, late night studying helps. Left with History and the non-study subjects only.</div><div>(:</div><div><br /></div><div>Off to mug more.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-559953735508192506?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-13860022322526752672009-09-21T23:59:00.001+08:002009-09-22T00:08:19.522+08:00I'm not that weak. <div>I can survive this.</div><div>I've dealt with harsher things.</div><div><br /></div><div>Just good to know who really care.</div><div><br /></div><div>When the curtains roll, faces change.</div><div>Actors back to humans. But Friends always will never change.</div><div>Onstage, offstage.</div><div>A whole world of difference.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Yanting, Thanks for the support.</div><div>Remember our pact for next year!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-1386002232252675267?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-29795574299141698812009-09-21T00:32:00.003+08:002009-09-21T01:03:51.807+08:00I'm here to post, in hope of ending this stupid war once and for all.<div>I don't care what you guys think of me okay. </div><div>I don't deny that ppl might think I'm a flirt, but from the day you knew me, you should've known.</div><div>Its your own opinion, I don't care.</div><div><br /></div><div>But as for the others, you think I can control how I want things to be?</div><div>People have flaws too. Don't tell me you don't.</div><div>You might think I'm trying to gain pity from you, I'm not. </div><div><br /></div><div>Personal attacks, is that even fair.</div><div>You guys, were once my friends.</div><div>Now things have turned so drastic.</div><div>It all started with the word "fuck".</div><div>Now people who weren't involved came in.</div><div><br /></div><div>I don't know how this would help you. In any way.</div><div>Think about it, did I ever did something as bitchy as commenting on your personal flaws?</div><div>Have I ever announced any personal flaw about you to anybody?</div><div>Tell me. </div><div>I admit I annoy you guys.</div><div>You guys could have just told me while things weren't this bad yet.</div><div>I can take it, the many times I asked meant that I really wanted to know.</div><div><br /></div><div>And now, I just took a blow.</div><div>If insulting me would take away that "fuck" things from your heart, I think you guys should have long removed it.</div><div><br /></div><div>And when you said ppl told you many things that disgusted me, its their opinion.</div><div>I've heard many things too. I don't wanna spell it out.</div><div>There are many two-faced ppl in this world.</div><div>Its up to you to believe.</div><div>From what I know, I don't remember attacking any of you with words so deeply hurting.</div><div><br /></div><div>Quoting whatever I said, won't help this.</div><div>Just think what is the exact problem.</div><div>Think, and tell me.</div><div>If you say I'm a disgusting, oily, annoying bitch.</div><div>Tell me why only now then you say it out, online.</div><div>Isn't it just because you're unhappy that I said the word "fuck" to you.</div><div>You guys never heard me explain.</div><div>Just jumped to conclusions.</div><div>Fair? I think Not.</div><div><br /></div><div>Now, you're even dragging the service I use to tweet into this.</div><div>Are you gonna insult my ancestors too?</div><div><br /></div><div>In any case, I just hope we can just settle this f-ed up battle calmly. Face to face.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-2979557429914169881?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-60605362741940012242009-09-16T23:13:00.001+08:002009-09-16T23:15:04.455+08:00Won't be updating recently.<div><br /></div><div>Just get your facts right.</div><div>Boyfr is a nickname given to my Long time friend since kindergarten.</div><div>Myob.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-6060536274194001224?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-27583796356371921152009-09-13T00:08:00.000+08:002009-09-13T00:16:11.340+08:00What is a person's true meaning to life?<br /><br />Ever thought about that.<br />Nobody has the exact answer but when one is able to confidently end the life he/she had, is it safe to say he/she has given up everything or has learnt to let go of whatever they had held onto for so long?<br /><br />Every night's a nightmare for me. Fearing you will forget me one day.<br />People come people go. Yet somehow, those whom you want to stay eventually leaves. And vice versa.<br />I wanted you guys to stay, as strong as the start. Everybody as one.<br />But guess it ain't gonna go my way.<br />Sometimes giving up is hard. especially if its for something you cherish so much.<br />Like friendships and a relationship.<br /><br />If one day I were to die, pass away from this world.<br />Could you do me a favor?<br />Just remember me.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-2758379635637192115?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-26324427625599500122009-08-31T19:12:00.000+08:002009-08-31T19:15:14.973+08:00I am just damn pissed with you guys.<br />Especially you. To think i thought you were nice.<br />Assholes.<br />Bunch of f uped bitches.<br /><br />I was wrong<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-2632442762559950012?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-69904366873155123022009-08-04T19:14:00.000+08:002009-08-04T19:17:06.733+08:00Remember all the things we wanted<br />Now all our memories they're haunted<br />We were always meant to say goodbye<br /><br />Even with our fists held high<br />It never would've worked out right<br />We were never meant for do or die<br /><br />I didn't want us to burn out<br />I didn't come here to hold you, now I can't stop<br /><br />I want you to know that it doesn't matter<br />Where we take this road someone's gotta go<br />And I want you to know you couldn't have loved me better<br />But I want you to move on so I'm already gone<br /><br />Looking at you makes it harder<br />But I know that you'll find another<br />That doesn't always make you want to cry<br /><br />Started with a perfect kiss then we could feel the poison set in<br />Perfect couldn't keep this love alive<br />You know that I love you so, I love you enough to let you go<br /><br />I want you to know that it doesn't matter<br />Where we take this road someone's gotta go<br />And I want you to know you couldn't have loved me better<br />But I want you to move on so I'm already gone<br /><br />I'm already gone, already gone<br />You can't make it feel right when you know that it's wrong<br />I'm already gone, already gone<br />There's no moving on so I'm already gone<br /><br />Already gone, already gone, already gone<br />Already gone, already gone, already gone, yeah<br /><br />Remember all the things we wanted<br />Now all our memories they're haunted<br />We were always meant to say goodbye<br /><br />I want you to know that it doesn't matter<br />Where we take this road someone's gotta go<br />And I want you to know you couldn't have loved me better<br />But I want you to move on so I'm already gone<br /><br />I'm already gone, already gone<br />You can't make it feel right when you know that it's wrong<br />I'm already gone, already gone<br />There's no moving on so I'm already gone<br /> <br /><br />-Already gone/ Kelly Clarkson<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />If time were still<br />The sun would never never find us<br />We could light up the sky tonight<br />I would see the world through your eyes<br />And leave it all behind<br /><br />If it's you and me forever<br />If it's you and me right now<br />That'd be alright<br />Be alright<br />If we chase the stars to lose our shadow<br />Peter Pan and Wendy turned out fine<br />So, won't you fly with me<br /><br />Oh yeah<br />Gonna fly with me now<br /><br />Now the past<br />Has come alive<br />And given meaning<br />And a reason<br />To give all I can<br />To believe once again<br /><br />If it's you and me forever<br />If it's you and me right now<br />That'd be alright<br />Be alright<br />If we chase the stars to lose our shadow<br />Peter Pan and Wendy turned out fine<br />So won't you fly with me<br /><br />Maybe you were just afraid<br />Knowing you were miles away<br />From a place where you needed to be<br />And you are right here with me<br /><br />It's you and me forever<br />If it's You and me right now<br />That'd be alright<br />If we chase the stars to lose our shadow<br />Peter Pan and Wendy turned out fine<br />So won't you fly with me<br /><br />If it's you and me forever<br />If it's you and me right now<br />That'd be alright<br />Be alright<br />If it's just losing a shadow<br />Peter Pan and Wendy turned out fine<br />Won't you fly<br />Fly<br />Fly with me<br />- Fly with Me/ Jonas Brothers<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-6990436687315512302?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-23704857702287701412009-08-04T18:24:00.000+08:002009-08-04T18:31:09.773+08:00Screw me.<br /> Cause I screwed my phone ):<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-2370485770228770141?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-39585206352958489252009-07-12T19:29:00.001+08:002009-07-12T19:31:05.928+08:00Hello.<br />Life's erm, dumb.<br /><br />:D<br /><br />Dinner with DA on friday.<br />Pictures with them.<br />Ah, laziness.<br /><br />(:<br /><br />Wellwell, bye.<br /><br />Fuck the word: "forever".<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-3958520635295848925?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-77715781700208544152009-07-03T13:28:00.001+08:002009-07-03T13:30:38.081+08:00Hello.<br /> :D<br />I'm feeling bored.<br /><br />(:<br /><br />Weee.<br />Lalala.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">260208- the day i carved your name in my heart.</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">200209- the day it bacame a scar.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-7771578170020854415?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-16411219032873366632009-06-28T00:28:00.002+08:002009-06-28T00:31:27.728+08:00Argh, been thinking alot these few days. Damn, Must stop stop stopstop.<br />I miss dumb aura . D:<br /><br />I'm sorry if I was the cause,<br />I'm sorry if I gave you problems.<br />I'm sorry to be here.<br />I'm sorry to have said yes.<br />I'm sorry to have loved you.<br />I'm sorry to have cared so much.<br />I'm sorry to have tried.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-1641121903287336663?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-41506663123174601382009-06-28T00:20:00.000+08:002009-06-28T00:24:33.174+08:00Argh, insomnia taking over again.<br />Boohoo.<br />Don't like it.<br /><br />AYG's performance later. Fuck.<br />Gonna be damn exhausted I tell you.<br />Rah.Rah.Rah.<br />MAKE IT A SUCCESS PLEASE.<br /> D:<br /><br />Darren's house on wednesday.<br />Haha. Fun, no pics though.<br />Lazy elaborate.<br />Zzz.<br />Kay, I know I'm antisocial .<br /><br />Grawww.<br />Anyway, RIP Michael Jackson.<br />1958-2009.<br /><br />):<br /><br />Gosh, I'm like lagging.<br />Maomaos.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-4150666312317460138?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-38612282290424301902009-06-24T21:52:00.000+08:002009-06-24T21:53:32.340+08:00Hello! I am gonna eat supper!<br />Bye(:<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-3861228229042430190?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-27890437643725880252009-06-18T15:26:00.003+08:002009-06-18T15:49:45.710+08:00MAOMAOS!<br /><br />Yea. Melissa, that's how much I miss you.<br />Hahaha.<br />Going Msia soon. Heh. Go back to my daddy's durian plantation.<br />Don't know whether looking forward.<br /><br />Pros:<br />1) Eat durian for free.<br />2)Get treated super grandly with all the maids and butlers there.<br />3) Get to see my relatives<br />4) Get to see Ruffles &amp; and Kerby. ( My pet dogs in msia.)<br />5) Get to go to eat manymany nice food.<br /><br />Cons:<br />1) No dumbaura.<br />2) No Conferencing with dumbaura.<br />3) No guitar hero.<br />4) I won't get to see my hamsters.<br />5) Jaden will be back when I'm gone, so I won't get to see him. ):<br /><br /><br />Rah. Hmm, it's not even comfirmed yet.<br />Why am I thinking so much.<br /><br /><br />Training tomorrow.<br />Hah, finally.<br />I wonder are we gonna have dumbaura dinner tomorrow.<br />Sms me Dumb ppl.<br />Oh, made a dedication this morn, only hansen heard I guess.<br />Wahah.<br /><br /><blockquote><br /><object width="320" height="265"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4loBTNvxXiY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4loBTNvxXiY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"></embed></object><br /><br />Unbeautiful- Lesley Roy<br /><br />Don't hang up, can we talk?<br />So confused, it's like I'm lost<br />What went wrong? What made you go?<br />Don't pretend you don't know<br />This is me, I'm unchangeable<br /><br />When did we fall apart?<br />Or did you lie from the start?<br />When you said it's only you<br />I was blind, such a fool<br />Thinking we were unbreakable<br /><br />It was you and me against the world<br />And you promised me forever more<br />Was it something that I said?<br />Was it something that I did?<br />'Cause I gotta know what made me unbeautiful<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">I've been told what's done is done</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"> To let it go and carry on</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"> And deep inside I know that's true</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"> I'm stuck in time, stuck on you</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"> We were still untouchable</span><br /> <br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"> It was you and me against the world</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"> And you promised me forever more</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"> Was it something that I said?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"> Was it something that I did?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"> 'Cause I gotta know what made me unbeautiful</span><br /><br />Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up<br />'Cause I'm only dreamin'<br />Get out, get out, get out, get out<br />Get out of my head now<br /><br />Because we're much better all together<br />Can't let go<br /><br />It was you and me against the world<br />And you promised me forever more<br />Was it something that I said?<br />Was it something that I did?<br />'Cause I gotta know what made me unbeautiful<br /><br />It was you and me against the world<br />And you promised me forever more<br />Was it something that I said?<br />Was it something that I did?<br />'Cause I gotta know what made me unbeautiful<br />Made me unbeatiful. <br /></blockquote><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-2789043764372588025?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-55350605193674542352009-06-17T14:56:00.002+08:002009-06-17T14:58:39.647+08:00Boo.<br />I'm bored. (:<br />Whaha.<br /><br />Pictures and videos from yesterday up at Melissa's blog. (:<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-5535060519367454235?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-73273178386843394682009-06-17T00:10:00.004+08:002009-06-17T00:37:44.154+08:00Hello.<br /><br />Made a dedication on "Monday."<br />Hah, It was actually on friday but soo was full for friday and recorded m,e for monday.<br />Heh.<br />Ghosts of girlfriends past with Melissa, Huiting, Angeline, Hansen, Darren, Yonghan on monday.<br />Nice.<br />" To really forget somebody, you have to love another all over again."<br /><br />Melissa, Huiting, Angeline, Hansen, Darren came over today.<br />Had fun, i hope. :x<br />Played Wii.<br />Got videos but i don't have them.<br />Will upload after grabbing.<br />Had many funny pics of hansen's hair tied by Angeline.<br />Phone's gone sot.<br />):<br /><br /><br />Can't wait for conference call later.<br /><3<br /><br />Oh, Stop the copying please.<br />Asshole.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-7327317838684339468?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-44148364878234157872009-06-12T19:52:00.005+08:002009-06-12T20:12:47.306+08:00Damn, I'm bored.<br />Been playing Wii the whole day I guess.<br />Guitar hero :D<br />Unlocked quite a number of songs .<br />HOTD was cool, but there's no Jaden!<br />I WANT YOU TO COME BACK FROM YOUR TRIP NOW!<br />Later you get swine flu.<br />Hahha. Jadennnnn ):<br />Final Fantasy IV was freaking nice. (borrowed from neighbour.)<br />I want it. Hah. Shall pester my mom tomorrow. Shall go the PC fair too.<br />Yay. :D<br /><br /><blockquote><br /><object width="320" height="265"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ahQD5yxQ2j8&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ahQD5yxQ2j8&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"></embed></object><br />Don't forget - Demi Lovato<br /><br />Did you forget that I was even alive?<br />Did you forget everything we ever had?<br />Did you forget, did you forget about me?<br /><br />Did you regret ever standing by my side?<br />Did you forget we were feeling inside?<br />Now I'm left to forget about us<br /><br />But somewhere we went wrong<br />We were once so strong<br />Our love is like a song, you can't forget it<br /><br />So now I guess this is where we have to stand<br />Did you regret ever holding my hand?<br />Never again, please don't forget, don't forget<br /><br />We had it all, we were just about to fall<br />Even more in love, than we were before<br />I won't forget, I won't forget about us<br /><br />But somewhere we went wrong<br />We were once so strong<br />Our love is like a song you can't forget it<br /><br />Somewhere we went wrong<br />We were once so strong<br />Our love is like a song, you can't forget it at all<br /><br />And at last all the pictures have been burned<br />And all the past is just a lesson that we've learned<br />I won't forget, please don?t forget us<br /><br />Somewhere we went wrong<br />Our love is like a song but you won't sing along<br />You've forgotten about us<br />Don't forget.<br /><br /><br /><object width="320" height="265"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yH0RbHjD4vw&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yH0RbHjD4vw&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"></embed></object><br />HelloGoodby- Here (in your arms)<br /><br />I like where we are,<br />When we drive, in your car<br />I like where we are.... Here<br /><br />Cause our lips, can touch<br />And our cheeks, can brush<br />Our lips can touch here<br /><br />Well you are the one the one that lies close to me<br />Whisper's hello I miss you quite terribly<br />I fell in love, in love with you suddenly<br />Now there's no place else I could be but here in your arms<br /><br />I like where you sleep,<br />When you sleep, next to me.<br />I like where you sleep... here<br /><br />Cause our lips, can touch<br />And our cheeks, can brush<br />Our lips can touch here<br /><br />Well you are the one the one that lies close to me<br />Whisper's hello I miss you quite terribly<br />I fell in love, in love with you suddenly<br />Now there's no place else I could be but here in your arms<br /><br />Our lips, can touch<br />Our lips, can touch...here<br /><br />You are the one the one that lies close to me<br />Whisper's hello I miss you quite terribly<br />I fell in love, in love with you suddenly<br />Now there's no place else I could be but here in your<br /><br />You are the one the one that lies close to me<br />Whisper's hello I miss you miss you<br />I fell in love, in love with you suddenly<br />Now there's no place else I could be but here in your arms<br /><br />Here in your arms.<br />Here in your arms.<br /></blockquote><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-4414836487823415787?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-4142821836085115432009-06-12T16:06:00.004+08:002009-06-12T16:28:56.145+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SjIQ6KDuQTI/AAAAAAAAAjo/Sh7vu7PiETY/s1600-h/3.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SjIQ6KDuQTI/AAAAAAAAAjo/Sh7vu7PiETY/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346354298960625970" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Hello Hello.<br /><br /><u>Tuesday</u><br />Met Melissa at hub about 2.30.<br />Went walking. Haha, She CAN buy prepaid.<br />LOLLOL!<br />Then Sarah and Qinghai came.<br />Watched Dance, Subaru.<br />Nice (:<br />No pics that day.<br /><br /><u>Wednesday</u><br />Met Melissa at 2.30 again this time on the Mrt.<br />Trained to Bugis. Shop Shop Shop.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SjINtVlajuI/AAAAAAAAAjI/rPeIWHnYqbI/s1600-h/MELLLLL%21.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SjINtVlajuI/AAAAAAAAAjI/rPeIWHnYqbI/s320/MELLLLL%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346350780181548770" border="0" /></a><br />I love you kay! No matter how short you are. Haha. :x<br /><br />Then trained to Far East.<br />Bought bags. We act cute. Hahha.<br />Trained back home after.<br />Sorry Rohit, I didn't go to your party. Well, Happy birthday Potty!<br /><br /><u>Yesterday</u><br />Met Darren then went hub wait for Melissa.<br />Haha, played arcade .<br />Melissa came, Went Subway eat.<br />Me eat only.<br />Huiting came, Then we went find Hansen at Virtualland.<br />Rushed to the 325 show for DRAG ME TO HELL!<br />Our group sat beside Casper's group.<br />Haha. So Coincidental.<br />Well, Show was scary. Screamed many times. Kept covering face.<br />):<br />At the end I buey tahan nobody to grab.<br />So grabbed Hansen's hand.<br />HAHAH! Sorry!<br />At first we were seated like this :<br />(Casper's group) (Me)(Melissa)(Darren)(Huiting)(Hansen)<br />Then, Darren went toilet, so became like this :<br />(Casper's group) (Me)(Melissa)(Hansen)(Huiting)(Darren)<br /><br />So, you can imagine how Hansen was like?<br />Hahah.<br /><br />Anw, it was Huiting's first Horror Movie.<br />Haha, Hansen said it was a comedy not horror.<br />==. Darren covered his face most of the time.<br />Melissa kept looking down.<br />Haha.<br /><br />Kept seeing some idiots wearing black.<br />Ugh.<br />Went Raiders, Watch the guys play L4D.<br />Darren's name was I BEG YOU!!!<br />hansen's name was U SHAMED ME!!!<br />Hahas, those who watched DMTH will know.<br />LOL!<br />They super disturb.<br /><br />Big S for dinner, talked more crap about DMTH.<br />What Sylvia Ganush's Mee goreng.<br />Haha. Went hub played Jubeat.<br />Then went our favourite place.<br />The carpark!Talked and took photos.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SjIQ5uil0_I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/XyKfwhF5ONs/s1600-h/Photo148.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SjIQ5uil0_I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/XyKfwhF5ONs/s320/Photo148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346354291573904370" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SjIQ5xcHwxI/AAAAAAAAAjY/ncKbu7hf-yU/s1600-h/Yeah%21.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SjIQ5xcHwxI/AAAAAAAAAjY/ncKbu7hf-yU/s320/Yeah%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346354292352074514" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SjIQ55zpy_I/AAAAAAAAAjg/dHEg3EVsaIg/s1600-h/2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjwglFl9lWc/SjIQ55zpy_I/AAAAAAAAAjg/dHEg3EVsaIg/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346354294598257650" border="0" /></a><br />And also including the one at the top.<br />I left, Angeline came.<br />Haha. Was scared okay?<br />Conferenced with Melissa and Hansen at night.<br />There was a fly.<br />):<br /><br />Woke up only at 2 plus.<br />haha.<br /><br /><br />Melissa and Huiting coming over on tuesday! :D<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-414282183608511543?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-87750130916439949492009-06-09T13:09:00.005+08:002009-06-09T13:19:34.378+08:00HelloHello!<br /><br />I'm VERY bored so here's a post!<br />Meeting Melissa later. I think her cousin also going.(?)<br />Not sure.<br />Changing number soon.<br />:/<br /><br />Bored. Maybe watching movie later?<br />But i'm sure gonna be broke again after spending my money my mummy returned me.<br />Haha. Sounds weird. " my money my mummy"<br /><br />:B<br />I beginning to feel happier these few days. Probably enlightened myself.<br />Yeah. A decision made, and i've been sticking to it.<br /><br />Ohoh, I owe Angeline ONE kiss.<br />Haha.<br /><br />Really getting sick of the hols.<br />:/<br />Currently I'm in love withhere by HelloGoodbye.<br />It's damn nice.<br />" Well, You are the one, the one, that lies close to me.<br />Whispers: Hello, I've missed you quite terribly.<br />I fell in love, in love, with you suddenly.<br />There's no place else I'll be but here, in your arms."<br /><br />Well, <blockquote><br />Happy belated birthday to KylieHanJiamin A.k.a Everything! and also to Douglas.<br />ANDAND HAPPY BIRTHDAY In advance ROHIT GANAPATHI! a.k.a GONNAPOTTY.<br /></blockquote><br /><br />TskTsk.<br /><br /><br />OMG! 2 bitches. ==<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-8775013091643994949?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-14415368765612434722009-06-07T22:35:00.003+08:002009-06-07T22:40:05.109+08:00Been a long time since I entered blogger.<br />Just a quick update.<br />:D<br /><br />First week of holidays has been really boring.<br />Except maybe the cheerleading workshop and dinner with DumbAura +HanSen+Darren.<br /><br />Pretty much nothing else.<br />Guitar Hero everyday i think. :x<br />Fingers aching as a result.<br />Shall go on another blogger vacation. :D<br />Till next time I feel like blogging.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-1441536876561243472?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-82635459497940181842009-05-24T21:15:00.000+08:002009-05-24T21:16:30.529+08:00Roar.<br />:D :D<br /><br />I love Dumb Aura!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-8263545949794018184?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117797870849460977.post-16586035384730422052009-05-20T21:18:00.001+08:002009-05-20T21:19:29.854+08:00B div soccer girls lost to Bowen.<br />2-1<br />Cheer up girls. You did well.<br />(:<br /><br />Went to support. :D<br />Nothing else to say.<br />Jaden is dead. All thanks to me.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117797870849460977-1658603538473042205?l=22105687.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>llnhmnmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01970656796120879381noreply@blogger.com0