<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:50:29.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my scars remind me that the past is real.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>144</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116767200511953951</id><published>2007-01-02T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T01:27:16.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:20;"&gt;NEW BLOG;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=green&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dreamsaboutyou-.blogspot.com"&gt;CLICK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relink please !&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116767200511953951?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116767200511953951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116767200511953951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116767200511953951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116767200511953951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-blog-click-relink-please-d.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116763875899881070</id><published>2007-01-01T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T16:26:40.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy first day of 2007.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,&lt;br /&gt;so Roanna is here.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stayed over last night.&lt;br /&gt;Muhaha.&lt;br /&gt;We slept at 3am plus ?&lt;br /&gt;After bowl noodles -.-&lt;br /&gt;Fat okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gained weight over the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Or at least I think I did.&lt;br /&gt;Baaaaaaaad.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning;&lt;br /&gt;Roanna &amp; I told my dad to fetch us to Kovan.&lt;br /&gt;We walked around.&lt;br /&gt;Couldnt find watchhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Then we took the MRT to Hougang.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Jiayun !&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;Blue shirt chio bu !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roanna ate handmade noodles.&lt;br /&gt;I da bao-ed oyster mee sua &amp;amp; bbt. &lt;font color=red&gt;&amp;#9829;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked to some random void deck.&lt;br /&gt;Sat down at the table &amp; chair &amp;amp; I ate.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the playground.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Drank &amp; drank.&lt;br /&gt;Then trained back to kovan.&lt;br /&gt;'Rents picked us up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; now we are just using our laptops.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roanna bought the same handphone as me !&lt;br /&gt;Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;&amp;#9829;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go church later.&lt;br /&gt;"New Year's Day mass" ?&lt;br /&gt;Haha, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116763875899881070?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116763875899881070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116763875899881070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116763875899881070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116763875899881070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-first-day-of-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116757472843864517</id><published>2006-12-31T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T22:38:30.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy new year's eve !&lt;br /&gt;Countdown... Countdown...&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;So urh. Yeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/324973/DSC00018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/616929/DSC00018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SOON HOCK ! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/145480/DSC00126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/196540/DSC00126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; omg, finally !&lt;br /&gt;NGEE SONG.&lt;br /&gt;see this.&lt;br /&gt;VODKA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/159519/DSC00005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/714140/DSC00005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me &amp; cousin !&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1 .&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;;&lt;br /&gt;it's still 2006 !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Okay, lol.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Shall go do stuffs now.&lt;br /&gt;Eh. I am weird lah.&lt;br /&gt;Blah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HELLO ROANNA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;STOP STARING AT MY SCREEN.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh ya,&lt;br /&gt;just now in the car;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle sang to my brother this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(In the tune of Michael Jackson's "Just Beat It")&lt;br /&gt;I call you Ezra &amp; you call me Uncle.&lt;br /&gt;I showed you my foot &amp;amp; you disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;Why you so afraid.&lt;br /&gt;Why you run away.&lt;br /&gt;Come smell it !&lt;br /&gt;Come smell it !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;LMAO.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116757472843864517?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116757472843864517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116757472843864517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116757472843864517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116757472843864517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-new-years-eve-countdown.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116749779174106290</id><published>2006-12-31T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T00:56:31.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"happy last day of 2006 ! (:"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what i went around telling people.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm getting a little bit high cause later, &lt;br /&gt;cousin's coming &amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;,&lt;br /&gt;okay, let me bold &amp; underline this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;VODKA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get drunk man.&lt;br /&gt;Like real.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so...&lt;br /&gt;My new phone is really really quite &lt;s&gt;cool&lt;/s&gt;impressive.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I'm crapping.&lt;br /&gt;Bahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Ngee Song.&lt;br /&gt;Idoit idiot idoit idiot.&lt;br /&gt;Eh, someone tell me the correct spelling !&lt;br /&gt;I actually knew,&lt;br /&gt;but then someone's blog password was the wrong spelling.&lt;br /&gt;Then now I'm confused ! &lt;br /&gt;Wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;Ibrahim asked me what is my new year resolution.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, of course, &lt;u&gt;is to concentrate on my damn studies&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;2e1 okay, THE PRESSURE IS ON.&lt;br /&gt;My dad told me after buying the handphone;&lt;br /&gt;"Edna ahhh, next year you better do well ahhhh. If not no more ahhh."&lt;br /&gt;&amp; when we were at the shop he said;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh, why i buying for you ah ?"&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i was like;&lt;br /&gt;-thinks for awhile-"Cause i got into the best class !"&lt;br /&gt;Then he went;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, really ah. Hahaha."&lt;br /&gt;me;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly... &lt;br /&gt;Forget about STUFFS.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly...&lt;br /&gt;I dont know already -.-&lt;br /&gt;Urm, be a better blogskinner ?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forthly...&lt;br /&gt;Get GOLD for SYF !&lt;br /&gt;&amp;, win for volleyball competition !&lt;br /&gt;WOAH MAN.&lt;br /&gt;That's seriously gna be quite tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifthly...&lt;br /&gt;Buy Toh Yi Sin's watch.&lt;br /&gt;-.- &lt;br /&gt;Does that count ?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously can't think already.&lt;br /&gt;Long time never study mah.&lt;br /&gt;Rusty.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, happy last day of 2006 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116749779174106290?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116749779174106290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116749779174106290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116749779174106290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116749779174106290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-last-day-of-2006-thats-what-i.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116747961578248203</id><published>2006-12-30T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T19:53:35.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=30&gt;I GOT A NEW PHONE&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooooooooooooooooot.&lt;br /&gt;Sony Ericsson K800i !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/524991/phone1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/184708/phone1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I AM A HAPPY GIRL.&lt;br /&gt;My dad got a $500 voucher from singtel.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, omg.&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;s&gt;Singtel&lt;/s&gt;my daddy.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohohohohoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116747961578248203?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116747961578248203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116747961578248203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116747961578248203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116747961578248203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-got-new-phone-wooooooooooooooooot.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116739113129924005</id><published>2006-12-29T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T19:20:23.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>outingoutingouting.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;mum wasn't at home.&lt;br /&gt;Ate instant noodles for breakfast,&lt;br /&gt;then walked under the hot sun to kovan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached &amp; called Jia Yun.&lt;br /&gt;Met her &amp; then Gregory &amp; Han Wai.&lt;br /&gt;Train-ed to Dhoby Ghaut.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for the rest.&lt;br /&gt;Charmaine, Vanessa, Ah Ben di, Archer &amp; i-forgot-his-name came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to The Cathay.&lt;br /&gt;Bought tickets.&lt;br /&gt;Jia Yun, Charmaine, Vanessa, Gregory, Han Wai &amp; I;&lt;br /&gt;Night At The Museum.&lt;br /&gt;Ah Ben di, Archer &amp; i-forgot-his-name;&lt;br /&gt;Death Note II.&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NATM was earlier than Death Note by one hour.&lt;br /&gt;So, we went in first.&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, the people who watched NATM went to Plaza Sing.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around, then Vanesse&amp;Charmaine splitted up with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Kopitiam.&lt;br /&gt;Ate Aglio Olio.&lt;br /&gt;Then took MRT home.&lt;br /&gt;Couldnt find TOH YISIN's watch.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Someone bring me to Hougang Mall !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah, spent quite alot ?&lt;br /&gt;Not sure.&lt;br /&gt;Tjiaying couldnt make it.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;Awwww.&lt;br /&gt;Get well soon !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherlyn get well soon too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/932617/29-12-06_1300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/481080/29-12-06_1300.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink karismasu tree outside The Cathay.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=black&gt;&lt;s&gt;I wish you went.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm prepared to give up.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116739113129924005?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116739113129924005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116739113129924005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116739113129924005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116739113129924005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/12/outingoutingouting.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116731086066560922</id><published>2006-12-28T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T21:01:00.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why-oh-why is this happenning to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One second I'm feeling so happy &amp; the next, &lt;br /&gt;I'm blasting songs into my ears &amp; stopping myself from flooding the freaking house.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it,&lt;br /&gt;I am such a loser.&lt;br /&gt;):L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116731086066560922?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116731086066560922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116731086066560922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116731086066560922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116731086066560922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/12/why-oh-why-is-this-happenning-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116730370782642137</id><published>2006-12-28T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T19:01:47.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/me/EDNA%3AD"&gt;CLICK:D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muhaha.&lt;br /&gt;blogkinsssssssssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm gna remove the pw lock on my blog alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116730370782642137?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116730370782642137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116730370782642137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116730370782642137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116730370782642137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/12/clickd-muhaha.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116722243488056419</id><published>2006-12-27T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T21:01:45.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>!@#$%^&amp;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;i just slowly uploaded my KL trip pics onto imageshack one by one.&lt;br /&gt;then copied &amp; pasted the code here.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;,&lt;br /&gt;my freaking Maxthon was very nice to auto close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;so now, i hate both photobucket &amp; imageshack.&lt;br /&gt;they are alright when hosting single pics.&lt;br /&gt;but in bigger amounts,&lt;br /&gt;all hail Shutterfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeh.&lt;br /&gt;i am uploading the pics there now.&lt;br /&gt;like, less then 30 mins.&lt;br /&gt;HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the meantime,&lt;br /&gt;shall blog about ytd &amp; today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;YESTERDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had volleyball.&lt;br /&gt;then after that went to hougang point's kopitiam with kelly.&lt;br /&gt;ate lunch with the guys.&lt;br /&gt;stupid andrew &amp; yisin keep making me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;in the end i ate less then half of my noodles.&lt;br /&gt;rarr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that walked to jolene's house with kelly, yisin &amp; yirong.&lt;br /&gt;ding dong-ed &amp; played volleyball downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;along the way stupid yisin kept playing with water.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;TODAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guitar in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;rusty man.&lt;br /&gt;karen gave me karismasu present.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;thanks thanks !&lt;br /&gt;shall give you bubble gum.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought school uniform.&lt;br /&gt;damn, i grew fatter.&lt;br /&gt;or did i ?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then took 156 home with joleneeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;felt like i reached home damn fast today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=black&gt;&lt;s&gt;i wna walk home with you again.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's about all.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, i dont look forward to school.&lt;br /&gt;like, first day of school must report at 7 AM leh.&lt;br /&gt;rarr, stupid sec1 orientation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;))))))))))))))))))):&lt;br /&gt;-super big frown &amp; super loud whine-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hungryyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=0AcOGLNu2btGLiA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116722243488056419?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116722243488056419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116722243488056419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116722243488056419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116722243488056419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/12/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116714711785321962</id><published>2006-12-26T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T23:42:22.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first of all...&lt;span style="font-size:30;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;M&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to one &amp; all !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am back back back.&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;went to KL.&lt;br /&gt;stayed at Crowne Plaza Mutaria[?].&lt;br /&gt;very near to all the shopping centers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but kinda sucked.&lt;br /&gt;cause i only bought one top &amp;amp; one belt.&lt;br /&gt;roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, roanna &amp; i got a hotel room all to ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/KLtrip.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/KLtrip-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;johor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/KLtrip-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another christmas tree ! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/KLtrip-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roanna &amp; i; hotelllllllllll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/KLtrip-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at some shopping center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/KLtrip-5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;artistic shot yeh. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/KLtrip-6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baskin robins !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/KLtrip-7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/KLtrip-8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day's dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/KLtrip-9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoooo. bin 28.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/KLtrip-10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hotel's bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, technical difficulties !&lt;br /&gt;shall upload the rest tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;sorry !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116714711785321962?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116714711785321962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116714711785321962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116714711785321962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116714711785321962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/12/first-of-all.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116670222659571845</id><published>2006-12-21T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T20:22:14.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>volleyball-ed in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;errrrr.&lt;br /&gt;coach.&lt;br /&gt;ahem.&lt;br /&gt;blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after volley straight away told mum to pick me.&lt;br /&gt;cause she wanted to bring me out.&lt;br /&gt;went to parkway.&lt;br /&gt;shop shop shop.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow going KL already still want to shop.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wna go KL leh.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is HUSI aka LAWYER aka my dear HAWKGIRL's birthday lehhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;they going to ECP.&lt;br /&gt;no fairrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;-whines.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah, no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i wna stay in singapore for christmas tooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i wna wish you merry christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;booooo.&lt;br /&gt;sigh sigh sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/275654/21-12-06_1604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/416312/21-12-06_1604.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BATMAN! &amp; spiderman toothbrush.&lt;br /&gt;LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;KAREN, SEE THIS.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tagged by Marjorie FRIEND [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 20 people you can think of right now at the top of your head. Dont read the questions underneath until you write the names of all 20 ppl. Ok tag at least 5 ppl.. Ready? Start!&lt;br /&gt;1. tjiaying !&lt;br /&gt;2. marjorie FRIEND.&lt;br /&gt;3. huisi&lt;br /&gt;4. karen&lt;br /&gt;5. claria&lt;br /&gt;6. roanna&lt;br /&gt;7. ngee song -.-&lt;br /&gt;8. zhe hao LOL&lt;br /&gt;9. edwin LAOBU&lt;br /&gt;10. MY BROTHER[ROFL]&lt;br /&gt;11. sabrina&lt;br /&gt;12. jodi&lt;br /&gt;13. shi ting LAOPO&lt;br /&gt;14. chantel&lt;br /&gt;15. cherlyn&lt;br /&gt;16. ibrahim ! -.-&lt;br /&gt;17. mavis&lt;br /&gt;18. ah bennnnnnnnn&lt;br /&gt;19. jing xiang[i dk who else]&lt;br /&gt;20. smuel kuekkkkkkkkkkkk.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now for the questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.How did you meet 14? CHANTEL.&lt;br /&gt;guitar ! ;D&lt;br /&gt;2.What would you do if you had never met 1? TJIAYING.&lt;br /&gt;omg, no bestie ! ):&lt;br /&gt;3.What would you do if 20 and 9 dated? SAMUEL &amp; EDWIN laobu.&lt;br /&gt;my laobu is taken okay ! &amp; they dont even know each other.&lt;br /&gt;4.Did u ever like 19? JINGXIANG.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahahaha, LOL. i dont remember.&lt;br /&gt;5.Would 6 and 17 make a good couple? ROANNA &amp; MAVIS.&lt;br /&gt;they are both as crazy but nope, STRAIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;6.Describe 3. HUISI.&lt;br /&gt;crazy, funny, my dear HAWKGIRL, GUITARIST !&lt;br /&gt;7.Do you think 8 is attractive? ZHEHAO. lol.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahaha, sorry not my type.&lt;br /&gt;8.Tell me something about 7. NGEE SONG. -.-&lt;br /&gt;he is... lame. &amp; like to -.- me ! &amp;&amp;, GUITARIST !&lt;br /&gt;9.Do you know any of 12's family? JODI.&lt;br /&gt;nope, lol.&lt;br /&gt;10.What's 8's favourite? ZHEHAO. lol.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmmm. hacking -.- DOTA &amp; initial D. -.-&lt;br /&gt;11.What would you do if 18 just confessed he/she likes you? AH BEN.&lt;br /&gt;LMAO. he is my di. i love him. hahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;12.What language does 15 speak? CHERLYN.&lt;br /&gt;english, chinese, dialect ? i dk, lol.&lt;br /&gt;13.Who is 9 going out with? EDWIN laobu.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, my LAO PA ! ;D&lt;br /&gt;14.How old is 16 now? IBRAHIM. -.-&lt;br /&gt;i dk leh. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;15.When's the last time u talked to 13? SHI TING laopo.&lt;br /&gt;this morning ! yay.&lt;br /&gt;16.What is 2's favourite band/singer? MARJORIE friend.&lt;br /&gt;erhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;17.Would you ever date 4? KAREN.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, cannot cannot, i alrdy got my HAWKGIRL. plus, i aint 'gay'. ;D&lt;br /&gt;18.Would you ever date 7? NGEE SONG. -.-&lt;br /&gt;LMAO. no thanks. hahaha. cause he already likes someone RIGHT. [:&lt;br /&gt;19.Is 15 single? CHERLYN.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmmmm. i dk. &lt;br /&gt;20.What is 10's last name? MY BROTHER.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. his full name is Ezra Chan Wei Feng. so, go figure.&lt;br /&gt;21.Would u ever be in a serious relationship with 11? SABRINA.&lt;br /&gt;if i ever turn les, maybe. -.-&lt;br /&gt;22.What school does 3 go to? HUISI.&lt;br /&gt;hougang sec. same lah duh.&lt;br /&gt;23.Where does 6 live? ROANNA.&lt;br /&gt;clementi ! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;24.What's your favourite thing about 5? CLARIA.&lt;br /&gt;she's my daughter ! ;D&lt;br /&gt;25.Have u seen number 1 naked? TJIAYING.&lt;br /&gt;nope, not intrested. LOL-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to tag 5 people:&lt;br /&gt;tjiaying&lt;br /&gt;roanna&lt;br /&gt;huisi&lt;br /&gt;karen&lt;br /&gt;&amp; idk.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;same few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=60px&gt;BYE BYE. ):&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116670222659571845?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116670222659571845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116670222659571845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116670222659571845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116670222659571845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/12/volleyball-ed-in-morning_21.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116662202744662010</id><published>2006-12-20T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T21:46:45.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>morning went for dental.&lt;br /&gt;i think it was the best dental app. ever?&lt;br /&gt;"very good, i see the improvement, keep it up !"&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;yay for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da bao-ed home.&lt;br /&gt;ate, then used laptop...&lt;br /&gt;all the way til now.&lt;br /&gt;halfway through,&lt;br /&gt;was too bored &amp; all.&lt;br /&gt;no one was online can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to my mum's bed which is just 10 steps away?&lt;br /&gt;laid on it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; obviously, fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;piggggggggggggggggg.&lt;br /&gt;all the way till 7 sthing.&lt;br /&gt;missed dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up when my mum screamed "wake up &amp; go eat your dinenr lah!"&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my front teeth hurt.&lt;br /&gt;cause of the chain thing.&lt;br /&gt;arghhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner,&lt;br /&gt;carried on using laptop.&lt;br /&gt;mum packed her luggage.&lt;br /&gt;i packed just now.&lt;br /&gt;then she said her luggage is damn big.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; inside got very little things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i sharing with her.&lt;br /&gt;then we pack liao,&lt;br /&gt;realise the luggage is freaking half full only.&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my dad's hopefully gna fill up the other side.&lt;br /&gt;my mum said "aiyo later your father worse ah, bring one pants only."&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i actually finally talked to him just now.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if he has changed or not...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i want to know.&lt;br /&gt;lets hope we can gain back our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;let's hope... fate found itself a path through us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116662202744662010?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116662202744662010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116662202744662010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116662202744662010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116662202744662010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/12/morning-went-for-dental.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116653556451795699</id><published>2006-12-19T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T21:39:24.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here are some meaningful stories which are worth the read.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Put The Glass Down&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lecturer was giving a lecture to his student on stress management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He raised a glass of water and asked the audience, "How heavy do you&lt;br /&gt;think this glass of water is?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The students' answers ranged from 20g to 500gm. "It does not matter on&lt;br /&gt;the absolute weight. It depends on how long you hold it. If I hold it for&lt;br /&gt;a minute, it is Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I hold it for an hour, I will have an ache in my right arm. If I hold&lt;br /&gt;it for a day, you will have to call an ambulance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the exact same weight, but the longer I hold it, the heavier it&lt;br /&gt;becomes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If we carry our burdens all the time, sooner or later, we will not be&lt;br /&gt;able to carry on, the burden becoming increasingly heavier."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What you have to do is to put the glass down, rest for a while before&lt;br /&gt;holding it up again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to put down the burden periodically, so that we can be refreshed&lt;br /&gt;and are able to carry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before you return home from work tonight, put the burden of work&lt;br /&gt;down. Don't carry it back home. You can pick it up tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever burdens you are having now on your shoulders, let it down for a&lt;br /&gt;moment if you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick it up again later when you have rested....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Breakfast at McDonald's&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a mother of three (ages 14, 12, 3) and have recently completed my college degree. The last class I had to take was Sociology. The teacher was absolutely inspiring with the qualities that I wish every human being had been graced with. Her last project of the term was called "Smile." The class was asked to go out and smile at th! ree people and document their reactions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a very friendly person and always smile at everyone and say hello anyway, so, I thought this would be a piece of cake, literally. Soon after we were assigned the project, my husband, youngest son, and I went out to McDonald's one crisp March morning. It was just our way of sharing special play time with our son. We were standing in line, waiting to be served, all of a sudden everyone around us began to back away, and then even my husband did. I did not move an inch.........an overwhelming feeling of panic welled up inside of me as I turned to see why they had moved. As I turned around I smelled a horrible "dirty body" smell, and there standing behind me were two poor homeless men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I looked down at the short gentleman, close to me, he was "smiling". His beautiful sky blue ey! es were full of God's Light as he searched for acceptance. He said, "Good day" as he counted the few coins he had been clutching. The second man fumbled with his hands as he stood behind his friend. I realized the second man was mentally challenged and the blue eyed gentleman was his salvation. I held my tears as I stood there with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young lady at the counter asked him what they wanted. He said, "Coffee is all, Miss" because that was all they could afford. (If they wanted to sit in the restaurant and warm up, they had to buy something. He just wanted to be warm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I really felt it - the compulsion was so great I almost reached out and embraced the little man with the blue eyes. That is when I noticed all eyes in the restaurant were set on me, judging my every action. I smiled and asked&lt;br /&gt;the young lady behind the counter to give me two more breakfast meals on a separate tray. I then walked around the corner to the table that the men had chosen as a resting spot. I put the tray on the table and laid my hand on the blue eyed gentleman's cold hand. He looked up at me, with tears in his eyes, and said, "Thank you..." I leaned over, began to pat his hand and said, "I did not do this for you. God is here working through me to give you hope."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to cry as I walked away to join my husband and son. When I sat down my husband smiled at me and said, "That is why God gave you to me, Honey. To give me hope." We held hands for a moment and at that time we knew hat only because of the Grace that we had been given were we able to give. That day showed me the pure Light of God's sweet love. I returned to college, on the last evening of class, with his story in hand. I turned in "my project" and the instructor read it. Then she looked up at me and said, "Can I share this?" I slowly nodded as she got the attention of the class. She began to read and that is when I knew that we as human beings and being part of&lt;br /&gt;God, share this need to heal people and to be healed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my own way I had touched the people at McDonald's, my husband, son, instructor, and every soul that shared the classroom on the last night I spent as a college student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I graduated with one of the biggest lessons I would ever learn:&lt;br /&gt;UNCONDITIONAL ACCEPTANCE..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love and compassion is sent to each and every person who may read this and learn how to LOVE PEOPLE AND USE THINGS - NOT LOVE THINGS AND USE PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;COUNT YOUR MARBLES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the best that I've ever received.&lt;br /&gt;It's worth reading and passing on ..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The older I get, the more I enjoy Saturday mornings.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's the quiet solitude that comes with being the first to rise.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it's the unbounded joy of not having to be at work.&lt;br /&gt;Either way, the first few hours of a Saturday morning are most enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;Won't you agree ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago, I was shuffling towards the kitchen with a steaming cup of&lt;br /&gt;coffee in one hand and the morning paper in the other.&lt;br /&gt;What began as a typical Saturday morning turned into one of those lessons&lt;br /&gt;that life seems to hand you from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned the volume up on my radio in order to listen to a Saturday morning&lt;br /&gt;talk show.&lt;br /&gt;I heard an older-sounding chap with a golden voice.&lt;br /&gt;You know the kind.&lt;br /&gt;He sounded like he should be in the broadcasting business himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was talking about " a thousand marbles " to someone named Tom.&lt;br /&gt;I was intrigued, and sat down to listen to what he had to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Well, Tom, it sure sounds like you're busy with your job.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure they pay you well, but it's a shame you have to be away from home&lt;br /&gt;and your family so much.&lt;br /&gt;Hard to believe a young fellow should have to work sixty or seventy hours a&lt;br /&gt;week to make ends meet.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad you missed your daughter's dance recital. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He continued, " Let me tell you something, Tom, something that has helped me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep a good perspective on my own priorities. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's when he began to explain his theory of a " thousand marbles ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" You see, I sat down one day and did a little arithmetic.&lt;br /&gt;The average person lives about seventy-five years. I know, some live more&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;some live less, but on average, folks live about seventy-five years. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Now then, I multiplied 75 times 52, and I came up with 3900 which is the&lt;br /&gt;number of Saturdays that the average person has in their entire lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;Now stick with me, Tom, I'm getting to the important part. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" It took me until I was fifty-five years old to think about all this in any&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;detail ",&lt;br /&gt;he went on, " and by that time I had lived through over twenty-eight hundred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturdays.&lt;br /&gt;I got to thinking that if I lived to be seventy-five, I only had about a&lt;br /&gt;thousand of them left to enjoy. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" So I went to a toy store and bought every single marble they had.&lt;br /&gt;I ended up having to visit three toy stores to round-up 1000 marbles.&lt;br /&gt;I took them home and put them inside of a large, clear plastic container&lt;br /&gt;right here in my workshop next to the radio.&lt;br /&gt;Every Saturday since then, I have taken one marble out and thrown it away.&lt;br /&gt;I found that by watching the marbles diminish, I focused more on the really&lt;br /&gt;important things in life.&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing like watching your time here on this earth run out to help&lt;br /&gt;get your priorities straight. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Now let me tell you one last thing before I sign off with you and take my&lt;br /&gt;lovely wife out for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I took the very last marble out of the container.&lt;br /&gt;I figure that if I make it until next Saturday, then I have been given a&lt;br /&gt;little extra time.&lt;br /&gt;And the one thing we can all use is a little more time. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" It was nice to talk to you Tom, I hope you'll spend more time with your&lt;br /&gt;loved ones,&lt;br /&gt;and I hope to meet you again someday. Have a good morning ! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could have heard a pin drop when he finished.&lt;br /&gt;Even the show's moderator didn't have anything to say for a few moments.&lt;br /&gt;I guess he gave us all a lot to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had planned to do some work that morning, then go to the gym.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I went upstairs and woke my wife up with a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;"C'mon, honey, I'm taking you and the kids to breakfast. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" What brought this on ? " she asked with a smile. " Oh, nothing special,&lt;br /&gt;it's just been a long time since we spent a Saturday together with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, can we stop at a toy store while we're out ? I need to buy some&lt;br /&gt;marbles. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;A Special Story&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like any good mother, when Karen found out that another&lt;br /&gt;baby was on the way, she did what she could to help her&lt;br /&gt;3-year-old son. Michael, prepare for a new sibling. They&lt;br /&gt;found out that the new baby was going be a girl, and day&lt;br /&gt;after day, night after night, Michael sang to his sister in&lt;br /&gt;Mommy's tummy. He was building a bond of love with his&lt;br /&gt;little sister before he even met her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pregnancy progressed normally for Karen. In time, the&lt;br /&gt;labor pains came. Soon it was every five minutes, every&lt;br /&gt;three, every minute. But serious complications arose during&lt;br /&gt;delivery and Karen found herself in hours of labor. Would a&lt;br /&gt;C-section be required?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after a long struggle, Michael's little sister was&lt;br /&gt;born. But she was in very serious condition. With a siren&lt;br /&gt;howling in the night, the ambulance rushed the infant to&lt;br /&gt;the neonatal intensive care unit at St.Mary's Hospital,&lt;br /&gt;Knoxville, Tennessee.  The days inched by. The little girl&lt;br /&gt;got worse. The pediatrician had to tell the parents there&lt;br /&gt;is very little hope. Be prepared for the worst. Karen and&lt;br /&gt;her husband contacted a local cemetery about a burial plot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had fixed up a special room in their house for their&lt;br /&gt;new baby but now they found themselves having to plan for a&lt;br /&gt;funeral. Michael, however, kept begging his parents to let&lt;br /&gt;him see his sister. I want to sing to her, he kept saying.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week two in intensive care looked as if a funeral would&lt;br /&gt;come before the week was over. Michael kept nagging about&lt;br /&gt;singing to his sister, but kids are never allowed in&lt;br /&gt;Intensive Care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karen decided to take Michael whether they liked it or not.&lt;br /&gt;If he didn't see his sister right then, he may never see&lt;br /&gt;her alive. She dressed him in an oversized scrub suit and&lt;br /&gt;marched him into ICU.  He looked like a walking laundry&lt;br /&gt;basket. The head nurse recognized him as a child and&lt;br /&gt;bellowed, "Get that kid out of here now. No children are&lt;br /&gt;allowed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mother rose up strong in Karen, and the usually&lt;br /&gt;mild-mannered lady glared steel-eyed right into the head&lt;br /&gt;nurse's face, her lips a firm line.  "He is not leaving&lt;br /&gt;until he sings to his sister" she stated. Then Karen towed&lt;br /&gt;Michael to his sister's bedside. He gazed at the tiny&lt;br /&gt;infant losing the battle to live. After a moment, he began&lt;br /&gt;to sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the pure-hearted voice of a 3-year-old, Michael sang:&lt;br /&gt;"You are my sunshine,my only sunshine, you make me happy&lt;br /&gt;when skies are gray."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instantly the baby girl seemed to respond. The pulse rate&lt;br /&gt;began to calm down and become steady. "Keep on singing,&lt;br /&gt;Michael," encouraged Karen with tears in her eyes. "You&lt;br /&gt;never know, dear, how much I love you, please don't take my&lt;br /&gt;sunshine away."  As Michael sang to his sister, the baby's&lt;br /&gt;ragged, strained breathing became as smooth as a kitten's&lt;br /&gt;purr.  "Keep on singing, sweetheart."  "The other night,&lt;br /&gt;dear, as I lay sleeping, I dreamed I held you in my arms".&lt;br /&gt;Michael's little sister began to relax as rest, healing&lt;br /&gt;rest to sweep over her. "Keep on singing, Michael." Tears&lt;br /&gt;had now conquered the face of the bossy head nurse. Karen&lt;br /&gt;glowed. "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. Please&lt;br /&gt;don't take my sunshine away..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next, day...the very next day...the little girl was&lt;br /&gt;well enough to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman's Day Magazine called it The Miracle of a Brother's&lt;br /&gt;Song. The medical staff just called it a miracle. Karen&lt;br /&gt;called it a miracle of God's love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER GIVE UP ON THE PEOPLE YOU LOVE.  LOVE IS SO&lt;br /&gt;INCREDIBLY POWERFUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you guys learnt something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116653556451795699?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116653556451795699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116653556451795699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116653556451795699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116653556451795699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/12/here-are-some-meaningful-stories-which.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116651547588829873</id><published>2006-12-19T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T16:04:35.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>match today !&lt;br /&gt;we lost.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but jiao lian say we played well for first time.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after match,&lt;br /&gt;took 156 to school with sabrina, jodi, atiqah, isra &amp; zhiqin.&lt;br /&gt;wth, wet like hell.&lt;br /&gt;school's canteen was closed.&lt;br /&gt;so we walked to point.&lt;br /&gt;in the pouring rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached, sabrina &amp; i went toilet while the rest went macs.&lt;br /&gt;we let our hair down cause it was damn wet.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate.&lt;br /&gt;then waited for mum to come.&lt;br /&gt;fetched me home &amp; thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawn.&lt;br /&gt;next year january got tournament.&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, JIAYOU AH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116651547588829873?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116651547588829873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116651547588829873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116651547588829873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116651547588829873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/12/match-today-we-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116645662182939483</id><published>2006-12-18T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T00:02:23.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>outing with tjiaying bestie today.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked to her house.&lt;br /&gt;then strolled to Kovan.&lt;br /&gt;mrt to PS.&lt;br /&gt;ate yoshi.&lt;br /&gt;took a set of neoprints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we wasted our money on it !&lt;br /&gt;we had so little time to decorate.&lt;br /&gt;omg, sucks.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we walked around.&lt;br /&gt;collected my phone !&lt;br /&gt;[tjiaying; v3xx.]&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched happy feet !&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; played arcade.&lt;br /&gt;omg, wasted 20 bucks ?!&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrt-ed to bugis.&lt;br /&gt;walked around.&lt;br /&gt;ate stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;then trained to dhoby again.&lt;br /&gt;pepper lunch for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then mrt back to kovan.&lt;br /&gt;walked to her house.&lt;br /&gt;we were drenched.&lt;br /&gt;watched johntuckermustdie !&lt;br /&gt;nice luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then watched girlsoutloud halfway.&lt;br /&gt;mum came to fetch me.&lt;br /&gt;homehomehome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friendly's tomorrow !&lt;br /&gt;I DONT WANT.&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;"&gt;JIAYOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/443903/18-12-06_1729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/619916/18-12-06_1729.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; diamond christmas tree. -.-&lt;br /&gt;i just realised that there's this guy's head there.&lt;br /&gt;omg, wth. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/427995/18-12-06_1906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/638874/18-12-06_1906.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pepper lunch !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/653489/18-12-06_1308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/620881/18-12-06_1308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ngee SONG ah. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/549204/18-12-06_1937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/589008/18-12-06_1937.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116645662182939483?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116645662182939483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116645662182939483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116645662182939483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116645662182939483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/12/outing-with-tjiaying-bestie-today.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116636839444780390</id><published>2006-12-17T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T23:13:14.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>morning went church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back home, waited for roanna's grandparents to come.&lt;br /&gt;then went to shangri-la !&lt;br /&gt;ate tepenyaki again at th jap restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;LOOOVE.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came back home already.&lt;br /&gt;played audition.&lt;br /&gt;[i re-dled ytd ! omg.]&lt;br /&gt;then played gunbound with bro.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then play play play.&lt;br /&gt;roanna came.&lt;br /&gt;still continued playing.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;then about dinner time liao.&lt;br /&gt;went down.&lt;br /&gt;saw that my uncle's family is also here.&lt;br /&gt;shocked.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then dinner.&lt;br /&gt;then came to my room with roanna.&lt;br /&gt;i bathed.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;then she watched Miss Swan videos.&lt;br /&gt;"hellooo"&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then...&lt;br /&gt;we felt hungry.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to order macs.&lt;br /&gt;they say have to wait for 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;so we ate the cheesecake that her mum gave my mum instead.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda tasted weird.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;craved for vodka so badly !&lt;br /&gt;wanted to get her dad to buy for us.&lt;br /&gt;but in the end diddnt.&lt;br /&gt;awww.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.&lt;br /&gt;just now,&lt;br /&gt;i asked nikki to play audi with me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; my comp screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;so i could get "perfect"s REAL REAL REAL easily.&lt;br /&gt;so guess what.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/650254/screenshot5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/549933/screenshot5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/229837/pic90.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/989761/pic90.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55 leh !&lt;br /&gt;PERFECT TIMES 55.&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;then i went to play in normal rooms with other ppl.&lt;br /&gt;they thought i was siao.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;nthing to blog abt liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=40px&gt;&lt;font color=limegreen&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NIKKI! :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116636839444780390?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116636839444780390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116636839444780390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116636839444780390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116636839444780390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/12/morning-went-church.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116625881893440533</id><published>2006-12-16T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T16:46:58.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just now,&lt;br /&gt;i shifted my laptop up to my mum's room where the comp &amp; modem is.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; my 2nd bro was using the comp.&lt;br /&gt;then i asked him to play games with me together.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;he wanted me to dl gunbound.&lt;br /&gt;so i did.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; while waiting,&lt;br /&gt;we played;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/11074/screenshot3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/577697/screenshot3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HEXIC.&lt;br /&gt;where i trashed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/134336/screenshot4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/442487/screenshot4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WHEEL OF FORTUNE.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;yep, its on msn.&lt;br /&gt;he kinda trashed me ?&lt;br /&gt;i dk how but yeh.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;then the dling completed.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; we played gunbound.&lt;br /&gt;i got trashed.&lt;br /&gt;DUH.&lt;br /&gt;but i won him like, twice ?&lt;br /&gt;dot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its funny cause he was sitting just right there -&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; we were typing.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;"say bye bye !"&lt;br /&gt;"HELLO."&lt;br /&gt;"wtf ! never hit !"&lt;br /&gt;"hellooooo ! i am still here ! hahahhaa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;he went out to meet his friends.&lt;br /&gt;aww.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh, i saw his msn contacts.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; discovered something.&lt;br /&gt;ahem. &lt;br /&gt;ROANNA. &lt;br /&gt;check your email !&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116625881893440533?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116625881893440533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116625881893440533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116625881893440533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116625881893440533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/12/just-now-i-shifted-my-laptop-up-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116618816204749020</id><published>2006-12-15T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T21:09:22.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>edna is bored stiff.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was online since 11 ?&lt;br /&gt;watched 2 fast 2 furious.&lt;br /&gt;hothothot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then just.&lt;br /&gt;laid around ?&lt;br /&gt;slacked a hell lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dk lah.&lt;br /&gt;my life is pointless now.&lt;br /&gt;eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dot&lt;br /&gt;dot&lt;br /&gt;dot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song ngee !&lt;br /&gt;i.am.hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i want candy !&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now, i was watching justice league.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; this guy said "The world needs justice league, &lt;br /&gt;&amp; justice league needs you, superman."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;because......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;batman; karen&lt;br /&gt;hawkgirl; huisi&lt;br /&gt;wonderwoman; joanne&lt;br /&gt;green lantern; me[cause of GREEN.]&lt;br /&gt;SUPERMAN; NGEE SONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO loh.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'm crapping.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116618816204749020?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116618816204749020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116618816204749020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116618816204749020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116618816204749020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/12/edna-is-bored-stiff.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116608940695875845</id><published>2006-12-14T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T17:43:27.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>volleyball-ed in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;omg, next tuesday going friendly match already !&lt;br /&gt;C GIRLS MUST JIA YOU !&lt;br /&gt;scared.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after volleyball went to office to check class list.&lt;br /&gt;omg, 2E1 !&lt;br /&gt;got so many bitches in 2e1 next year luh.&lt;br /&gt;id rather go e2.&lt;br /&gt;tjiayingggggggggggggggggggggggg.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then jodi, siona, sabrina, isra &amp; i walked to point.&lt;br /&gt;ate macs.&lt;br /&gt;then walked back to school.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go hall play volleyball.&lt;br /&gt;but it was locked alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; isra went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to the children's badminton court place.&lt;br /&gt;played awhile.&lt;br /&gt;then we went back to school to wash jodi's ball.&lt;br /&gt;then we took 101.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go hougang mall but halfway through sioina &amp; jodi said&lt;br /&gt;they wna go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so they left along the way.&lt;br /&gt;sabrina &amp; i went to kovan.&lt;br /&gt;then we said our goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum picked me up.&lt;br /&gt;passed by auntie's house to collect spare fone for me.&lt;br /&gt;omg, i hate that phone.&lt;br /&gt;so lan luh.&lt;br /&gt;no camera.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whiiiiiiiiiiiiiine-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got tagged by Marjorie PENG YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;in the past 24 hours have you :&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cry : nope.&lt;br /&gt;Worn jeans : i dont like to wear jeans. lol.&lt;br /&gt;Met someone : urm urm. had volleyball this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Done laundry : i dont do the laundry. x:&lt;br /&gt;Went hungry : am now. :D&lt;br /&gt;Talked on phone : last night, jiayu called me.&lt;br /&gt;Said i love you : I LOVE YOU. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN :&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yourself : i think so. x:&lt;br /&gt;Your Friends : a few of them only. [:&lt;br /&gt;Tooth fairy : when i was young luh. duh.&lt;br /&gt;Destiny/Fate : totally. :D&lt;br /&gt;Ghost : yes. x:&lt;br /&gt;UFO : not really . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;FRIENDS AND LIFE :&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever wished you had another name : hmmm. last time ?&lt;br /&gt;Do you like anyone : i like you :D&lt;br /&gt;Which of your friends acts most like you : hmm. tjiaying ? BESTIES mah. :D&lt;br /&gt;When you cried the most who was there : me, myself &amp; i. :D&lt;br /&gt;What's the best feeling in the world : to eat. x: hahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;What's the worst feeling in the world : feeling like your existence has no point.&lt;br /&gt;What time is it now : 5:32 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;WHICH IS BETTER :&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or vanilla : choc choc choc !&lt;br /&gt;Coke or pepsi : actually, they are the same to me._.&lt;br /&gt;Love or lust : love. duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;YOUR PICK :&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mac or KFC : macs ! :D cause i dont like chicken, esp fried chicken. x:&lt;br /&gt;Single or group dates: group ? not sure. lol.&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike : BOTH. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;Lipton tea or Nestea : lipton.&lt;br /&gt;cappucino or coffee : edna no like coffee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;DO YOU :&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoke : ya think ?&lt;br /&gt;Curse : all the time. :D&lt;br /&gt;Take a shower : DUH.&lt;br /&gt;Have a crush : i have a crush on myself. like, totally. :D&lt;br /&gt;Think you've been in love : think is just think ! x: eh what nonsense._.&lt;br /&gt;Like school : depends ? exam time then NO.&lt;br /&gt;Want to get married : guess so ?&lt;br /&gt;And have my own child : adoption is not bad too. &lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself : urm, isnt this question repeated ?&lt;br /&gt;Think you're a health freak : totally not !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;In The Past Month :&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank alchohol : red wine ! :D omg, i want vodkaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;To the mall: plenty of times.&lt;br /&gt;Been on stage: nope.&lt;br /&gt;Eaten sushi: eh, i want.&lt;br /&gt;Been dumped : nope.&lt;br /&gt;Gone skating : i feel like. x:&lt;br /&gt;Dyed your hair : i wantttttttt .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Have You Ever :&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played a stripping game : duh, no.&lt;br /&gt;Changed who you were to fit in : urm, nope. never will. i am me !&lt;br /&gt;Getting Old Age : ...?&lt;br /&gt;You're hoping to get married : broken english, nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love : myself, my family &amp; my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I feel : tired &amp; hungry.&lt;br /&gt;I hide : things that i hide._.&lt;br /&gt;I miss : ROSYTHIANS !&lt;br /&gt;I need : my handphone, my moolah, my laptop. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN people you would like them to do :&lt;br /&gt;tjiaying.&lt;br /&gt;huisi ! [for tagging me previously. :D]&lt;br /&gt;karen.&lt;br /&gt;roanna ?&lt;br /&gt;anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116608940695875845?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116608940695875845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116608940695875845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116608940695875845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116608940695875845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/12/volleyball-ed-in-morning_14.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116599942414138244</id><published>2006-12-13T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T16:43:44.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i woke up damn late today.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im such a pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laughoutloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116599942414138244?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116599942414138244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116599942414138244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116599942414138244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116599942414138244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-woke-up-damn-late-today.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116592045017469080</id><published>2006-12-12T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T18:49:11.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my feet hurt.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had volleyballlllll.&lt;br /&gt;yay yay dui xing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to hougang green with nikki, jolene &amp; kelly.&lt;br /&gt;ate at long john's.&lt;br /&gt;omg, i wasted all the rice.&lt;br /&gt;cause the sauce sucked like hellll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then bought bubbletea.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; walked to jolene's house.&lt;br /&gt;walked to hougang mall.&lt;br /&gt;"HONG CHE PAI !"&lt;br /&gt;-PIAK.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached hougang mall &amp; went to take neos.&lt;br /&gt;two sets.&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;then we walked around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; nikki had to go alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;so we said our goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;then jolene, kelly &amp; i walked arnd the pasar malam.&lt;br /&gt;bought stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went into mall again.&lt;br /&gt;walked walked walked.&lt;br /&gt;until abt 5 plus.&lt;br /&gt;then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;i took mrt then mum stopped by tjiaying's house.&lt;br /&gt;she lent me her spare fone without the batt !&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;anyone has spare fone ?&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE LEND ME.&lt;br /&gt;yeh roanna i noe your mum got.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont think i can wait till sunday !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;just now, in mall, when nikki was posing for this picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/998003/12-12-06_1442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/477668/12-12-06_1442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she suddennly screamed "&lt;span style="font-size:30;"&gt;OMG JAKIE HO !&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/425640/12-12-06_1443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/239152/12-12-06_1443.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we all turned around &amp; TADAH.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN SHOCKENING PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;we kept asking him to come back.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; he kept saying that the other coach "bu cuo".&lt;br /&gt;WTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/435950/11-12-06_1900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/868494/11-12-06_1900.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; jiayu's pool !&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116592045017469080?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116592045017469080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116592045017469080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116592045017469080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116592045017469080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-feet-hurt.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116584728676002396</id><published>2006-12-11T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T22:28:06.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg, damn tired now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to jiayu's house for party.&lt;br /&gt;dont really wna talk about it ?&lt;br /&gt;just played played played.&lt;br /&gt;tired .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-runs off-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116584728676002396?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116584728676002396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116584728676002396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116584728676002396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116584728676002396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/12/omg-damn-tired-now.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116574711088306025</id><published>2006-12-10T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T18:38:31.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up this morning.&lt;br /&gt;went for 11am mass.&lt;br /&gt;was feeling damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after mass went home then went some restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;brunch.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to orchard.&lt;br /&gt;blahblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went swensen's to eat.&lt;br /&gt;my second brother's friend's father owns it.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw 2 porsches.&lt;br /&gt;but they were both black.&lt;br /&gt;we saw a lamborghini[?] too.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; when we were in the car on the way home we spotted a yellow porsche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wore the necklace i made.&lt;br /&gt;all the charms are so nice.&lt;br /&gt;christmas[:&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm weird but i just love listening to christmas songs.&lt;br /&gt;makes me feel damn relaxed &amp; i will forget everything.&lt;br /&gt;i love christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/975361/10-12-06_1512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/531211/10-12-06_1512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; porsche number 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/843389/10-12-06_1510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/284128/10-12-06_1510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; porsche number 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/865094/10-12-06_1451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/164164/10-12-06_1451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; swensens:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/150828/10-12-06_1500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/638257/10-12-06_1500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ice cream !&lt;br /&gt;damn nice please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/682853/10-12-06_1350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/791289/10-12-06_1350.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the necklace i made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/103219/10-12-06_1349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/831013/10-12-06_1349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/293896/10-12-06_1449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/184033/10-12-06_1449.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;furry penguin !&lt;br /&gt;someone bring me go watch leh.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116574711088306025?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116574711088306025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116574711088306025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116574711088306025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116574711088306025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/12/woke-up-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116567821908275123</id><published>2006-12-09T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T23:30:20.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>out with cousin today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so nice to train down to bugis to meet her&lt;br /&gt;instead of outram which is nearer just cause she told me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; she was late.&lt;br /&gt;wah lauuuuu.&lt;br /&gt;she cabbed summore.&lt;br /&gt;best loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after we met up,&lt;br /&gt;went foodcourt to eat.&lt;br /&gt;she made her mum treat us.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;bachormee.&lt;br /&gt;aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we were off.&lt;br /&gt;to bugis street.&lt;br /&gt;walked arnd &amp; arnd &amp;amp; arnd.&lt;br /&gt;in the end bought only a necklace ?&lt;br /&gt;mickymouse[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we cabbed to city plaza.&lt;br /&gt;searched for jeans shorts.&lt;br /&gt;she diddnt find any but i bought one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we cabbed to FOS at holland.&lt;br /&gt;shirts shirts shirts.&lt;br /&gt;only bought one in the end.&lt;br /&gt;no mooooooooolah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we actually went coffee bean first.&lt;br /&gt;ate cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;omg, fat.&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;drank pure choc ice blended.&lt;br /&gt;loooooves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to beads @ work.&lt;br /&gt;bought alotta beads which had to do with christmas !&lt;br /&gt;then we went to PLC.&lt;br /&gt;the puppies are so damn cute !&lt;br /&gt;cousin bought 2 hamsters.&lt;br /&gt;aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we da bao-ed katong laksa.&lt;br /&gt;cabbed back to her house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we ate &amp; started with our christmas necklace !&lt;br /&gt;took damn long &amp;amp; i was having such a big headache.&lt;br /&gt;but it was totally worth it.&lt;br /&gt;loooove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then then then.&lt;br /&gt;went to her house downstairs the mama shop.&lt;br /&gt;bought twisties &amp; green tea.&lt;br /&gt;then went to the playground.&lt;br /&gt;sat at the damn low kiddy swing &amp;amp; snacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back up &amp; ate hor fun.&lt;br /&gt;damn full.&lt;br /&gt;FAT):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we watched TV.&lt;br /&gt;i not stupid 2.&lt;br /&gt;omg, HOT.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went homeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;omg, still having headacheeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;supposed to go out with tjiaying &amp; claria nuer tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;but i think i cant make it liao.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;sorry !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whines-&lt;br /&gt;i feel so...........................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:gray;"&gt;My heart is broken, I'm lying here.&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts are choking; on you my dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116567821908275123?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116567821908275123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116567821908275123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116567821908275123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116567821908275123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/12/out-with-cousin-today.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116558322134612462</id><published>2006-12-08T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T21:07:01.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to PS with mum, eldest bro &amp; second bro this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first we went to change our starhub scv box thingy.&lt;br /&gt;my eldest bro left halfway.&lt;br /&gt;whats the point of going.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we ate at the new "ramen ramen".&lt;br /&gt;not nice.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we just walked around.&lt;br /&gt;went to nike.&lt;br /&gt;had sales.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to buy the bag...&lt;br /&gt;mum said too big.&lt;br /&gt;wah lauuuuu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to ripcurl.&lt;br /&gt;searched around for my jacket.&lt;br /&gt;found nothing at first.&lt;br /&gt;then searched again.&lt;br /&gt;had to attack those with discount._.&lt;br /&gt;cause my mum wont buy expensive one for sure.&lt;br /&gt;thennnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;i found IT.&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;picture will be below.&lt;br /&gt;i love it.&lt;br /&gt;yehhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then shopped shopped shopped.&lt;br /&gt;then.......&lt;br /&gt;went to hair saloon.&lt;br /&gt;bro cut-ted hair &amp;amp; styled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home next, and kovan.&lt;br /&gt;bro went dental.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;he's scared of plucking 4 tooth &amp; wearing braces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;then ate hokkien mee.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;then fetched my bro to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; home home home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just packed my room cause its so darn messy.&lt;br /&gt;tiring man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/443195/08-12-06_1827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/736781/08-12-06_1827.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; whooo.&lt;br /&gt;saw these stickers on a van.&lt;br /&gt;3rd august. [[[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/796618/08-12-06_1429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/41142/08-12-06_1429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yeh baby my new jacket !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/369666/08-12-06_1443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/344110/08-12-06_1443.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; back of my jacket. ripcurl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/368461/08-12-06_1444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/768777/08-12-06_1444.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bottom front of my jacket !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/832242/08-12-06_1502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/764703/08-12-06_1502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my bro saw it when we were on the highway&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; he thinks it looks like a dolphin.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thats all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116558322134612462?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116558322134612462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>new skinnnnnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the more i looked at my old skin;&lt;br /&gt;the more i got sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so; TADAH.&lt;br /&gt;aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found the image on deviantart.&lt;br /&gt;credits to www.saturdayx.deviantart.com&lt;br /&gt;original picture can be found in his profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edited by me.&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;he is so hot right.&lt;br /&gt;omg, his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;MELT-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to tjiaying for answering me when i asked you how should i align the stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; thanks for being my listening ear too.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all i have to say.&lt;br /&gt;diddnt take very long with this skin.&lt;br /&gt;dont know why but anyhow;&lt;br /&gt;its alrdy 12:53.&lt;br /&gt;yawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116548278884352353</id><published>2006-12-07T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T17:13:08.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/624927/screenshot1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/90824/screenshot1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate ngee song.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;he got higher than that in the end.&lt;br /&gt;but i forgot to screenshot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-whines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is damn pro please.&lt;br /&gt;STUPID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116548278884352353?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116548278884352353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116548278884352353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116548278884352353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116548278884352353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-hate-ngee-song.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116547395163397773</id><published>2006-12-07T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T14:45:51.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>volleyball-ed in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;dui xing dui xing dui xing !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 vs 4.&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;fun fun fun !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after volley played ball with jodi, isra, siona, sabrina, atiqah &amp; richginia.&lt;br /&gt;then went to have lunch.&lt;br /&gt;beibeimian again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then called mum to fetch me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; now im home.&lt;br /&gt;ahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored im bored im bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=white&gt;&lt;s&gt;i wished you would talk to me. please ?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;tell me what you thought about when you were gone &amp;, &lt;br /&gt;so alone.&lt;br /&gt;the worst is over, you can have the best of me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116547395163397773?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116547395163397773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116547395163397773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116547395163397773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116547395163397773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Waiting For You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Han Yu Ping Yin:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jin se de wu xie &lt;br /&gt;ban zhe yin yue &lt;br /&gt;Baby ni de yan jing shi yi wen shen sui de hu shui &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er hu ming hu mie &lt;br /&gt;yan cang bu ke si yi de mei &lt;br /&gt;rang wo yun xuan &lt;br /&gt;zai xuan ya bian &lt;br /&gt;shu zhi yi zheng yan jiu bu jian &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you I'm waiting for you &lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you kiss me at tonight &lt;br /&gt;wei he ni Cinderella &lt;br /&gt;liu gei wo yi wang wu ji de si nian &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you I'm waiting for you &lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you come here to my dream &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qian zhe ni bu duan xuan zhuan &lt;br /&gt;yi zhi dao hei fa bian cheng le yin xian &lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you waiting for you &lt;br /&gt;zhi dao yong yuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chinese Characters:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;金色的舞鞋 &lt;br /&gt;伴著音樂 &lt;br /&gt;Baby妳的眼睛是一灣深邃的湖水&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而忽明忽滅 &lt;br /&gt;隱藏不可思議的美&lt;br /&gt;讓我暈眩 &lt;br /&gt;在懸崖邊 &lt;br /&gt;誰知一睜眼就不見&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you I'm waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you kiss me at the night &lt;br /&gt;為何妳Cinderella&lt;br /&gt;留給我一望無際的思念 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you I'm waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you come here to my dream &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;牽著妳不斷旋轉&lt;br /&gt;一直到黑髮變成了銀線&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you Waiting for you &lt;br /&gt;直到永遠&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;English Translation:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golden dancing shoes paired with music&lt;br /&gt;Baby your eyes are a bay of deep lakewater&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly bright and then suddenly extinguished,&lt;br /&gt;they hide unimaginable beauty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me feel dazed near the edge of a cliff,&lt;br /&gt;Who knew once I opened my eyes you were nowhere to be seen&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you I'm waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you kiss me at the night.&lt;br /&gt;Why, Cinderella, did you leave me missing you as far as the eye can see?&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you I'm waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you come here to my dream&lt;br /&gt;I lead you to spin continuously (as in dancing)&lt;br /&gt;until your black hair turns silver&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you Waiting for you until forever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116538561569436506?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116538561569436506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116538561569436506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116538561569436506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116538561569436506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/12/anson-hu-yan-bing-waiting-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116530088376582088</id><published>2006-12-05T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T14:41:23.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YESTERDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i trained down to bugis.&lt;br /&gt;cousin was still having tuition.&lt;br /&gt;so i walked down to fulushou.&lt;br /&gt;saw her grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;waited with him for her.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she came down.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; we went macs.&lt;br /&gt;eat eat eat.&lt;br /&gt;then off to bugis point.&lt;br /&gt;diddnt sell the shoes we wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then cabbed down to holland road.&lt;br /&gt;she wanted to buy hairspray but so danm ex !&lt;br /&gt;then we dropped the idea &amp; cabbed to meridian hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was finding the place she went a few days back.&lt;br /&gt;then she called her mom.&lt;br /&gt;found out we were at the wrong place !&lt;br /&gt;should be marina mandrin[?] hotel.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we walked to ps &amp; took train to city hall.&lt;br /&gt;walked to marina? or was it milenia ?&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;anw, then we shopped.&lt;br /&gt;the whole mall.&lt;br /&gt;NO SHOES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;then i was telling her that maybe we should go back to far east.&lt;br /&gt;cause the last time we went there, 3 shops had wad we wanted but no stock for our size.&lt;br /&gt;but their stocks come in every two weeks or sthing.&lt;br /&gt;so we cabbed there.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, cabbbbbbbs.&lt;br /&gt;then we chiong-ed to the 3 shops.&lt;br /&gt;all three diddnt have the design we wanted.&lt;br /&gt;then we entered "trendy zone".&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they haddddd.&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;then we had to choose between white &amp; black.&lt;br /&gt;both bought black in the end.&lt;br /&gt;ahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we were damn happy okay.&lt;br /&gt;cabbed[again] to PS.&lt;br /&gt;went dhoby exchange.&lt;br /&gt;we both spent $10 at the earring shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahas.&lt;br /&gt;its 3 for $5 what.&lt;br /&gt;love[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ate pepper lunch.&lt;br /&gt;[: [: [:&lt;br /&gt;imma happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;then we walked arnd ps.&lt;br /&gt;met her rents.&lt;br /&gt;went outfitter girls &amp; bought the same 3 shirts each.&lt;br /&gt;her mum paid for it first.&lt;br /&gt;CLAIMED from my mum later.&lt;br /&gt;[[:&lt;br /&gt;CLAIM CLAIM CLAIM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then uncle richard fetched me home.&lt;br /&gt;awwww, trust hurt his head.&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;br /&gt;naughty dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had volleyball in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;only 7 C girls showed up.&lt;br /&gt;atiqah was missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;train train train.&lt;br /&gt;i think today's training wasnt very vigorous[?].&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;DUI XING.&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmm.&lt;br /&gt;after training.&lt;br /&gt;ate lunch.&lt;br /&gt;beibeimian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then called mum.&lt;br /&gt;fetched me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawn.&lt;br /&gt;tired.&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116530088376582088?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116530088376582088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116530088376582088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116530088376582088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116530088376582088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/12/yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116513952388727388</id><published>2006-12-03T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T17:52:03.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was sleeping this morning when my mother came shouting&lt;br /&gt;"wake up ! must go church !"&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i was like wtf?&lt;br /&gt;cause she said ytd that we diddnt have to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i argued with her.&lt;br /&gt;she gave up.&lt;br /&gt;but still went with my second bro.&lt;br /&gt;whatever luh, i went mass alrdy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when they came home we went to maxwell food market for brunch.&lt;br /&gt;then to bugis to watch casino royale.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;its overall action packed.&lt;br /&gt;with some violence &amp;amp; sexual scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not bad luhs.&lt;br /&gt;then after movie we rushed to our car.&lt;br /&gt;cause we diddnt park inside bugis then the car park ticket overtime alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;i think we kena-ed but not sure.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya,&lt;br /&gt;we parked at the red dot museum when we went for brunch.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; guess what we saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PORSCHE !&lt;br /&gt;cayman summore.&lt;br /&gt;[[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/496018/03-12-06_1317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/718578/03-12-06_1317.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/710892/03-12-06_1318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/809415/03-12-06_1318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;black isnt that nice.&lt;br /&gt;yellowwwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahas.&lt;br /&gt;shopping tmrw with cousin.&lt;br /&gt;we.want.that.shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;oooh.&lt;br /&gt;gna play NFS now.&lt;br /&gt;[need for speed]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116513952388727388?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116513952388727388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>morning woke up, went for brunch with family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nasi lemak.&lt;br /&gt;yummmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came back home.&lt;br /&gt;practiced guitar.&lt;br /&gt;my 2nd bro kept flipping to different songs then ask me play.&lt;br /&gt;then say "i bet you dno how to play."&lt;br /&gt;then i play the whole song for him.&lt;br /&gt;then he -.-" walk off.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at arnd 2.45plus, dad drove us minus my second bro to church.&lt;br /&gt;he already went.&lt;br /&gt;it was his confirmation today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that he stayed to go eat with his friends or something.&lt;br /&gt;while dad brought mum, eldest bro &amp; i to HL mall.&lt;br /&gt;he diddnt know what to eat so i brought him to HK cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was quite disappointed with the food though.&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;br /&gt;not going back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats alllllllll.&lt;br /&gt;sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/265731/02-12-06_1700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/53471/02-12-06_1700.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HK cafe menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/419016/02-12-06_1715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/863001/02-12-06_1715.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;my honey lemon green tea !&lt;br /&gt;loooove it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;/EDNA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116505972414791078?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116498067557883134</id><published>2006-12-01T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T21:53:28.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay,&lt;br /&gt;i was chatting with HUISI before dinner.&lt;br /&gt;then i had to go for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;then i chatted with her again after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here goes;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               i wonder why i'm putting up a front just for you.                                         ♥ says (9:18 PM):&lt;br /&gt;i'm still hungry.):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               huisi. [: says (9:22 PM):&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;you didnt eat much just now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               i wonder why i'm putting up a front just for you.                                         ♥ says (9:22 PM):&lt;br /&gt;DAMN, puberty's acting on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               huisi. [: says (9:22 PM):&lt;br /&gt;haha, for being hungry more often?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               i wonder why i'm putting up a front just for you.                                         ♥ says (9:22 PM):&lt;br /&gt;yeh, puberty stage makes you hungry easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               i wonder why i'm putting up a front just for you.                                         ♥ says (9:23 PM):&lt;br /&gt;like, more often.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               huisi. [: says (9:23 PM):&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               i wonder why i'm putting up a front just for you.                                         ♥ says (9:24 PM):&lt;br /&gt;HUNGRY...&lt;br /&gt;but i totally dont wna eat noodles or wdvr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               huisi. [: says (9:24 PM):&lt;br /&gt;then ?&lt;br /&gt;what you wanna eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               i wonder why i'm putting up a front just for you.                                         ♥ says (9:24 PM):&lt;br /&gt;FAT pls. &amp; unhealthy !&lt;br /&gt;i wna eat.... huisi.:D&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;muhaha.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               huisi. [: says (9:25 PM):&lt;br /&gt;eyer!&lt;br /&gt;ME. uh-uh. totally not nice to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               i wonder why i'm putting up a front just for you.                                         ♥ says (9:25 PM):&lt;br /&gt;really ?&lt;br /&gt;how'd you know ?&lt;br /&gt;you havent tried .&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               huisi. [: says (9:25 PM):&lt;br /&gt;i ate myself bfore.&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               i wonder why i'm putting up a front just for you.                                         ♥ says (9:26 PM):&lt;br /&gt;oooooooh.&lt;br /&gt;you were raw right ?&lt;br /&gt;thats why no taste larh !&lt;br /&gt;must cook first.&lt;br /&gt;any preferences ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               huisi. [: says (9:26 PM):&lt;br /&gt;put seasonnings-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               i wonder why i'm putting up a front just for you.                                         ♥ says (9:26 PM):&lt;br /&gt;steamed, grilled, baked ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               huisi. [: says (9:26 PM):&lt;br /&gt;chaoda! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               i wonder why i'm putting up a front just for you.                                         ♥ says (9:26 PM):&lt;br /&gt;FRIED ?&lt;br /&gt;BOILED ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               huisi. [: says (9:26 PM):&lt;br /&gt;uh-uh. too hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               i wonder why i'm putting up a front just for you.                                         ♥ says (9:26 PM):&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, no problemo !&lt;br /&gt;come on over now, i'll prepare my pan.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               huisi. [: says (9:27 PM):&lt;br /&gt;-walks over to edna's house -&lt;br /&gt;please dont put any oil, OILY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               i wonder why i'm putting up a front just for &lt;br /&gt;you.                                         ♥ says (9:27 PM):&lt;br /&gt;no, no, no.&lt;br /&gt;a little olive oil is good !&lt;br /&gt;olive oil is different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               i wonder why i'm putting up a front just for you.                                         ♥ says (9:28 PM):&lt;br /&gt;more healthy.&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               huisi. [: says (9:28 PM):&lt;br /&gt;okay, abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               i wonder why i'm putting up a front just for you.                                         ♥ says (9:28 PM):&lt;br /&gt;yep. [:&lt;br /&gt;oh man, youre so big i have to marinate you for 5 years !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               huisi. [: says (9:28 PM):&lt;br /&gt;eh, am i that big ?&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               i wonder why i'm putting up a front just for you.                                         ♥ says (9:28 PM):&lt;br /&gt;yes, my dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               i wonder why i'm putting up a front just for you.                                         ♥ says (9:29 PM):&lt;br /&gt;mmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;5 years &amp; 2 1/4 days, to be exact !&lt;br /&gt;at the strike of dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               huisi. [: says (9:29 PM):&lt;br /&gt;oh i see, my dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               i wonder why i'm putting up a front just for you.                                         ♥ says (9:29 PM):&lt;br /&gt;oh man, i cant wait !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               huisi. [: says (9:30 PM):&lt;br /&gt;wait for 5 years and 2 1/4 days then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               i wonder why i'm putting up a front just for you.                                         ♥ says (9:30 PM):&lt;br /&gt;yawn.&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid you'll be tough meat by then.):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               huisi. [: says (9:30 PM):&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;marinate so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               i wonder why i'm putting up a front just for you.                                         ♥ says (9:31 PM):&lt;br /&gt;yeh.&lt;br /&gt;forget it, huisi not nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               huisi. [: says (9:31 PM):&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;eat hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;EAT OXYGEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               i wonder why i'm putting up a front just for you.                                         ♥ says (9:31 PM):&lt;br /&gt;-munches on oxygen-&lt;br /&gt;mmmm, tasteless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               i wonder why i'm putting up a front just for you.                                         ♥ says (9:32 PM):&lt;br /&gt;trust me, these things wont keep anyone full.&lt;br /&gt;have been eating them since the day i was born.&lt;br /&gt;i'm still hungry !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               huisi. [: says (9:32 PM):&lt;br /&gt;haha, eat your own meat then.&lt;br /&gt;marinate your arm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               i wonder why i'm putting up a front just for you.                                         ♥ says (9:32 PM):&lt;br /&gt;nah, &lt;br /&gt;i take longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               i wonder why i'm putting up a front just for you.                                         ♥ says (9:33 PM):&lt;br /&gt;0987654321234567890987654321234567890987654321234567890 years.&lt;br /&gt;yawn !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               huisi. [: says (9:33 PM):&lt;br /&gt;uh-uh.&lt;br /&gt;about 987654321123456789009876543212345677890987654321234567890years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR.                               i wonder why i'm putting up a front just for you.                                         ♥ says (9:33 PM):&lt;br /&gt;man oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;joke.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116498067557883134?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116498067557883134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116498067557883134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116498067557883134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116498067557883134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/12/okay-i-was-chatting-with-huisi-before.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116496646023780651</id><published>2006-12-01T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T17:47:40.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's a boring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116496646023780651?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116496646023780651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116496646023780651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116496646023780651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116496646023780651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/12/todays-boring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116488660338451459</id><published>2006-11-30T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T19:36:43.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went volleyball today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was late though.&lt;br /&gt;by half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;my mother forgot that i had volleyball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after volleyball went to hougang green with nikki,jolene &amp; kelly.&lt;br /&gt;jolene went home to eat though.&lt;br /&gt;nikki, kelly &amp; i ate long john's.&lt;br /&gt;then kelly kept falling asleep so she went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nikki &amp; i walked to jolene's house.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to hougang mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to library.&lt;br /&gt;borrowed 2 books.&lt;br /&gt;guai kia lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=white&gt;&lt;font size=0.1px&gt;&lt;s&gt;i remember the library. memories i will never experience again.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we just walked around.&lt;br /&gt;then slack lor.&lt;br /&gt;then jolene walked home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nikki &amp; i took train.&lt;br /&gt;different sides; my train cmae first.&lt;br /&gt;muhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then reached kovan, mum fetched, home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawn, tired.&lt;br /&gt;i am troubled again.&lt;br /&gt;WTH.&lt;br /&gt;i hate my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116488660338451459?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116488660338451459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116488660338451459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116488660338451459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116488660338451459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/11/went-volleyball-today.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116479263801806258</id><published>2006-11-29T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T17:30:38.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r-AhJEF9KEU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r-AhJEF9KEU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIR's ni hen ai ta 你很爱他.&lt;br /&gt;was listening to my songs when this song played.&lt;br /&gt;sang along &amp; cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me why, i just did.&lt;br /&gt;its a nice song, i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116479263801806258?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116479263801806258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116479263801806258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116479263801806258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116479263801806258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/11/firs-ni-hen-ai-ta.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116477130121678287</id><published>2006-11-29T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T11:35:01.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from camp.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;amazing race was kinda fun.&lt;br /&gt;games games games.&lt;br /&gt;movie.&lt;br /&gt;foooood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont feel like blogging...&lt;br /&gt;tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dint sleep much.&lt;br /&gt;after camp stayed back to play captain's ball with afew others in the hall.&lt;br /&gt;waited for volleyball to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched them play &amp; felt like playing...&lt;br /&gt;dont worry, next prac !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after they cleared the hall we played captains ball for duno how long.&lt;br /&gt;then rest.&lt;br /&gt;then played again.&lt;br /&gt;then ate beibei mian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went up to the hall again.&lt;br /&gt;some have left alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;the rest of us just played guitar.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they pei-ed me.&lt;br /&gt;while i waited for my mother.&lt;br /&gt;thanks !&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i slept in the car.&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like, a few minutes ride only lor.&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;then i reached home,&lt;br /&gt;dragged myself to clear my bag then bathe.&lt;br /&gt;but while waiting for my heater to heat up i laid on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;almost fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bath was damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;hot water.&lt;br /&gt;heavenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after my bath i felt damn refreshed &amp; all.&lt;br /&gt;hungry, so went down to get a mini pckt of ruffles &amp;amp; the choc bar i got.&lt;br /&gt;then laid on my bed &amp; ate, while watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;was wastching my long-time-never-watch-show yu le bai fen bai...&lt;br /&gt;then during the FIRST commercial break i switched off the tv &amp;amp; slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diddnt eat dinner...&lt;br /&gt;was sleeping !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning, mum forced me to wake up at 9plus.&lt;br /&gt;went out to eat.&lt;br /&gt;still felt so tired...&lt;br /&gt;no choice lahs.&lt;br /&gt;then came home switched on laptop alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;budden eat &amp; sleep so PIG kanz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/928492/28-11-06_1129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/780416/28-11-06_1129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THE keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/412515/28-11-06_1543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/579973/28-11-06_1543.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; karen's teddy with her volleyball. (:&lt;br /&gt;teddy plays volleyball. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/425838/27-11-06_1049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/899208/27-11-06_1049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mr terence ?&lt;br /&gt;damn pro ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/30990/28-11-06_1119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/269536/28-11-06_1119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; guitar tee...&lt;br /&gt;ugly or nice ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/417121/28-11-06_1117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/44391/28-11-06_1117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; everyone was watching mr ong((:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yawn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tv's boring.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;radio's boring.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;laptop's boring.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i wanna go sleeeep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;no, edna, you cant.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;/:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116477130121678287?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116477130121678287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116477130121678287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116477130121678287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116477130121678287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/11/back-from-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116455017967344065</id><published>2006-11-26T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T22:09:40.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guitar camp TOMORROW !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;campcampcamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda excited, but yet dont feel like going.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, its 10 &amp; i havent finished packing my bag yet.&lt;br /&gt;besides my big backpack,&lt;br /&gt;i still have to carry;&lt;br /&gt;-my guitar.&lt;br /&gt;-my LAPTOP.&lt;br /&gt;-my sleeping bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAPTOP leh.&lt;br /&gt;to _____ _____ lor.&lt;br /&gt;oops.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to MY LOVE now.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS BESTIE.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our taste is so same lah.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning went church as usual.&lt;br /&gt;cath class is over for year 2006.&lt;br /&gt;aww.&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to some place to eat.&lt;br /&gt;then went to plaza sing to pick up my mp3.&lt;br /&gt;it's still abit retard lor.&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;but when the guy asked me if anything was wrong i said no.&lt;br /&gt;cause i want it for tomorrow !&lt;br /&gt;(((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm, shall send it back after camp or smthing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to ngee ann city.&lt;br /&gt;armani exchange had sales.&lt;br /&gt;bro bought a shirt.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/507947/hp21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/726870/hp21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ARMANI XCHANGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/891414/hp22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/728757/hp22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HOHO. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sale. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/694515/hp20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/393833/hp20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; spot the paper bag. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/467689/hp18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/336120/hp18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; christmas treeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/194559/hp19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/216539/hp19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;reflection of myself at AX's fitting room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i used my fone to take pictures !&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;i found out how to upload pics &amp; songs from my fone to my laptop &amp;amp; vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of WIRE ?&lt;br /&gt;usb cable ?&lt;br /&gt;well, i used BLUETOOTH.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wireless.&lt;br /&gt;muhaha.&lt;br /&gt;tjiaying; be jealous !&lt;br /&gt;hhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;oh shit, gtg pack bag !&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE for 2 days. !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116455017967344065?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116455017967344065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116455017967344065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116455017967344065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116455017967344065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/11/guitar-camp-tomorrow-campcampcamp.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116446744955921917</id><published>2006-11-25T22:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T23:10:49.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was kinda fun.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning, met dean-neh at school at 9am.&lt;br /&gt;she borrowed 2 bikes for us.&lt;br /&gt;then we pushed the bikes to hougang green.&lt;br /&gt;to get her bike's wheel pumped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we ate at the macs there.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; headed off to JALAN KAYU.&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we cycled .&lt;br /&gt;&amp; along the way we kept shouting "MY ASS HURTS !"&lt;br /&gt;cause of the damn bike seat.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we got lost half way.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;called my rents.&lt;br /&gt;they crapped with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;then deanne &amp; i cycle up further,&lt;br /&gt;she saw some petrol kiosk.&lt;br /&gt;then say "YES ! THAT IS JALAN KAYU !"&lt;br /&gt;then we felt so damn accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we diddnt cycle up till jalan kayu.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;we saw it then was like "ok, we know where liao. lets go back."&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went back lor.&lt;br /&gt;back to school.&lt;br /&gt;asked for ICE.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then cause she had to return one of the bikes to her friend who lives in hougang green.&lt;br /&gt;then i followed her lor.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to hougang mall.&lt;br /&gt;eat, walk, talk.&lt;br /&gt;saw the baby looney toons again.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;DAFFY DUCK SO CUTE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muhaha.&lt;br /&gt;then at arnd 4, karen &amp; soon hock came.&lt;br /&gt;then chantel.&lt;br /&gt;then went to buy the stuffs we need lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then soon hock went back.&lt;br /&gt;followed by chantel.&lt;br /&gt;then deanne &amp; karen pei me eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went home lor.&lt;br /&gt;tired.&lt;br /&gt;ass pain.&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/383730/pic80.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/363826/pic80.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me &amp; deanne. (:&lt;br /&gt;stupid dimple !&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/843792/pic89.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/174283/pic89.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pandas. (((:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/100894/pic91.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/648623/pic91.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;deanne &amp; karen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/876628/pic81.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/491432/pic81.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BABY DAFFY DUCK. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so damn cute ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/482522/pic79.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/73110/pic79.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;muhahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thanks deanne. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116446744955921917?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116446744955921917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116446744955921917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116446744955921917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116446744955921917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-was-kinda-fun_25.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116446731178958327</id><published>2006-11-25T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T23:08:34.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was kinda fun.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning, met dean-neh at school at 9am.&lt;br /&gt;she borrowed 2 bikes for us.&lt;br /&gt;then we pushed the bikes to hougang green.&lt;br /&gt;to get her bike's wheel pumped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we ate at the macs there.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; headed off to JALAN KAYU.&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we cycled .&lt;br /&gt;&amp; along the way we kept shouting "MY ASS HURTS !"&lt;br /&gt;cause of the damn bike seat.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we got lost half way.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;called my rents.&lt;br /&gt;they crapped with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;then deanne &amp; i cycle up further,&lt;br /&gt;she saw some petrol kiosk.&lt;br /&gt;then say "YES ! THAT IS JALAN KAYU !"&lt;br /&gt;then we felt so damn accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we diddnt cycle up till jalan kayu.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;we saw it then was like "ok, we know where liao. lets go back."&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went back lor.&lt;br /&gt;back to school.&lt;br /&gt;asked for ICE.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then cause she had to return one of the bikes to her friend who lives in hougang green.&lt;br /&gt;then i followed her lor.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to hougang mall.&lt;br /&gt;eat, walk, talk.&lt;br /&gt;saw the baby looney toons again.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;DAFFY DUCK SO CUTE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muhaha.&lt;br /&gt;then at arnd 4, karen &amp; soon hock came.&lt;br /&gt;then chantel.&lt;br /&gt;then went to buy the stuffs we need lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then soon hock went back.&lt;br /&gt;followed by chantel.&lt;br /&gt;then deanne &amp; karen pei me eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went home lor.&lt;br /&gt;tired.&lt;br /&gt;ass pain.&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/383730/pic80.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/363826/pic80.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me &amp; deanne. (:&lt;br /&gt;stupid dimple !&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/843792/pic89.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/174283/pic89.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pandas. (((:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/100894/pic91.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/648623/pic91.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;deanne &amp; karen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/876628/pic81.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/491432/pic81.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BABY DAFFY DUCK. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so damn cute ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/1600/482522/pic79.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7071/771/320/73110/pic79.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;muhahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thanks deanne. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116446731178958327?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116446731178958327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116446731178958327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116446731178958327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116446731178958327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-was-kinda-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116437919759390289</id><published>2006-11-24T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T22:39:57.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>meeting again today.&lt;br /&gt;then went hougang green for something.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; went hougang mall for something.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;then um.&lt;br /&gt;sian.&lt;br /&gt;went home liao.&lt;br /&gt;dinnerrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then just use laptop lor.&lt;br /&gt;now i talking on phone with CHEW JING XIANG &amp; SAMUEL QUEK.&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;its like, silence.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;tml must go buy the guitar camp things with deanne &amp; karen.&lt;br /&gt;bike to * ?&lt;br /&gt;wah lau ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawn.&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaye priya got added.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116437919759390289?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116437919759390289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116437919759390289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116437919759390289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116437919759390289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/11/meeting-again-today.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116428695246151216</id><published>2006-11-23T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T21:02:32.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=70px&gt;GUITAR PEOPLE&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow; 12pm at sch's celebration wall. &lt;br /&gt;for consent forms &amp; camp lists.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116428695246151216?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116428695246151216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116428695246151216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116428695246151216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116428695246151216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/11/guitar-people-tomorrow-12pm-at-schs.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116428581266922001</id><published>2006-11-23T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T20:43:32.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what to blog about..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday has just been guitarmeeting guitarmeeting guitarmeeting.&lt;br /&gt;haiyoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no choice luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i diddnt go volley this morning.&lt;br /&gt;heard that coach has been changed,&lt;br /&gt;thats sad.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;i did tye my hair after all.&lt;br /&gt;cause i was feeling so damn hot.&lt;br /&gt;oh man.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we waited damn long for mrs cheng.&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hunger hunger hunger.&lt;br /&gt;6oclock &amp; i had only eaten a pathetic cup of noodles.&lt;br /&gt;went home &amp; ate like a pig.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tyra banks actually has her own tv show !&lt;br /&gt;my mum &amp; i watched it just now.&lt;br /&gt;shes so hot.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like eating again.&lt;br /&gt;god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT THOSE SHOES.&lt;br /&gt;DAMMIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;project superstar's boring.&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116428581266922001?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116428581266922001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116428581266922001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116428581266922001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116428581266922001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-to-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116421516846105265</id><published>2006-11-23T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T01:06:09.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>look at the time now.&lt;br /&gt;yawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to hougang point this morning to have guitar camp meeting again.&lt;br /&gt;met deanne, karen &amp; chantel.&lt;br /&gt;seniors.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that walked back to school with karen &amp; mum picked me up.&lt;br /&gt;sent me to the doctors' to get a flu jab.&lt;br /&gt;diddnt really hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that went home &amp; fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;when i woke up i realised that roanna's father was already here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got ready than went downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;watched abit of television first cause it was still early.&lt;br /&gt;then it was off to bugis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached bugis, picked roanna up.&lt;br /&gt;then went to far east plaza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first thing we did was to EAT !&lt;br /&gt;shilin; oyster mee sua.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then shopped.&lt;br /&gt;for shoes !&lt;br /&gt;for thw trip to KL.&lt;br /&gt;walked arnd &amp; arnd &amp; arnd.&lt;br /&gt;but still couldnt find one nice one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we decided to go bugis.&lt;br /&gt;cabbed.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my arm was hurting cause of the jab.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&amp; roanna kept banging into me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;then we went bugis street.&lt;br /&gt;saw afew stalls which sold the shoes we wanted but no size.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, i wear 38/39 leh.&lt;br /&gt;WTH right.&lt;br /&gt;i can wear all my mum's shoes.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then roanna's rents picked us up &amp; fetched me home.&lt;br /&gt;they came in for awhile then left.&lt;br /&gt;i watched some television then went to bathe.&lt;br /&gt;using the laptop now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired...&lt;br /&gt;but i dont know why i dont feel like sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;i hate thinking about stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's volley later.&lt;br /&gt;but i aint going cause my arm hurts like hell.&lt;br /&gt;imagine if it gets hit.&lt;br /&gt;OWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but going at 1pm for comitee meeting.&lt;br /&gt;am gna wear PL camp shirt.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&amp; blue fbts.&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not gna tye hair. &lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&amp; ngeesong; I DIDDNT CUT HAIR !&lt;br /&gt;bully me ah.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawn yawn yawns.&lt;br /&gt;wana sleep alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;my neck hurts too.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;night.&lt;/s&gt;morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116421516846105265?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116421516846105265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116421516846105265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116421516846105265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116421516846105265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/11/look-at-time-now.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116412098097010378</id><published>2006-11-21T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T22:56:23.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;iswearimgonagrowfat&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had PeerLeaders camp yesterday &amp; today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;yesterday&lt;/u&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;reached school at 8am.&lt;br /&gt;met up with nikki, shi ting &amp; richginia.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;then went to parade square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;briefing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;put bags in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camp started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to ava room to have some course thingy.&lt;br /&gt;then lunch.&lt;br /&gt;then back to the room.&lt;br /&gt;then tea break.&lt;br /&gt;then back.&lt;br /&gt;then dinner.&lt;br /&gt;then night ativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my group's name was "captain planet".&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;then the leader was Sarah[sec3].&lt;br /&gt;assistant leader was Huda[sec3].&lt;br /&gt;then the rest of the grp members were lizhi[sec1], cally[sec1], kitman[sec2], stephanie[sec2], chinkiang aka polykiang[sec2] &amp; me.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;captain planet~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahems.&lt;br /&gt;then the night activity was damn lame.&lt;br /&gt;first was role playing.&lt;br /&gt;our grp won the best script &amp; i won best actress.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;guess what my role was.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=60px&gt;PAI KIA&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;stupid sia.&lt;br /&gt;then the other wan was worse...&lt;br /&gt;did that game twice before.&lt;br /&gt;stupid soon hock.&lt;br /&gt;keep using the water gun to spray me.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent bao chou !&lt;br /&gt;&amp; you owe me treat !&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; shi ting owe me treat also !&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;then at night, &lt;br /&gt;some people went out to have supper.&lt;br /&gt;i went too cause nikki, shi pei &amp; jermaine[sp?] went.&lt;br /&gt;we walked to hougang ave 8 there.&lt;br /&gt;then went 7-11 buy slurpee.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;then i shared a bowl of fish siced bee hoon with nikki.&lt;br /&gt;hohos.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that went back, bathed.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt sleep so went to the celebration wall to do reflections.&lt;br /&gt;then.&lt;br /&gt;we made so much noise the ppl in the near by hdb blocks called the police.&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to sleep lor.&lt;br /&gt;i slept beside nikki.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listened to her mp3 to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;thanks babe.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then &lt;u&gt;today&lt;/u&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;woke up in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;[i still duno if anybody woke me up. hoho.]&lt;br /&gt;then changed, washed up.&lt;br /&gt;wore the camp tee.&lt;br /&gt;M was like damn big.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; almost everyone folded their sleeves &amp; folded their shirts &amp; all.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to have breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;afterthat went to courtyard to come up with cheers for HS PC.&lt;br /&gt;then blah blah blah went back to ava room.&lt;br /&gt;course again.&lt;br /&gt;then uhm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch.&lt;br /&gt;then went to little india for amazing race.&lt;br /&gt;our team was like.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then finish liao go back school.&lt;br /&gt;tea beak.&lt;br /&gt;then uhm.&lt;br /&gt;i cant remember):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got what ...&lt;br /&gt;call mrs cheng come give out badge to the new PLs.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho.&lt;br /&gt;then say pledge.&lt;br /&gt;then cheer !&lt;br /&gt;then no more !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no lahs.&lt;br /&gt;got one more activity but i lazy to write.&lt;br /&gt;so sianned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eyebagsssssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;)))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;falling asleep on my chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawns.&lt;br /&gt;night !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116412098097010378?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116412098097010378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116412098097010378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116412098097010378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116412098097010378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/11/iswearimgonagrowfat-had-peerleaders.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116385855674027569</id><published>2006-11-18T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T22:06:50.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/guitarcamplist.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all guitarists.&lt;br /&gt;this is the camp list.&lt;br /&gt;please take note.&lt;br /&gt;please tell other guitarists you know too.&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or go to http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/guitarcamplist.jpg for the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;thanks alot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116385855674027569?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116385855674027569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116385855674027569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116385855674027569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116385855674027569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/11/to-all-guitarists.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116385202250573757</id><published>2006-11-18T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T20:13:43.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up late today.&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to have meeting at 8 in school.&lt;br /&gt;but woke up at 8.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; to make matters worse, my uniform wasnt ironed.&lt;br /&gt;so i had to rush my maid.&lt;br /&gt;then i rushed so much that i diddnt even bother to tie my hair.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached school &amp; saw only afew people.&lt;br /&gt;i was like "omg i thought i was late lah !"&lt;br /&gt;turns out soon hock havent came yet.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we waited.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; waited.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; waited.&lt;br /&gt;one hour later he came.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;finally.&lt;br /&gt;hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we started lorhs.&lt;br /&gt;everyone was so slack mood !&lt;br /&gt;tired &amp; all.&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we still managed to list some things out.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;jiayou !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that some of us went to hougang point to eat.&lt;br /&gt;i went with huisi &amp; jolene.&lt;br /&gt;went macs.&lt;br /&gt;BIG BREAKFAST.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we made a solution.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;coffee, salt, pepper, tea, 2 teabags, GRAPE JAM, some of my leftover scrambeled[?] eggs.&lt;br /&gt;omg right.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;then we mix &amp; mix &amp;amp; mix.&lt;br /&gt;damn gross !&lt;br /&gt;looked like vomit.&lt;br /&gt;o:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we left quickly.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to walk arnd.&lt;br /&gt;so long never go ler.&lt;br /&gt;was looking arnd for white &amp; black tee shirts for guitar camp too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldnt find.&lt;br /&gt;all were so ex !&lt;br /&gt;we decided to buy from the print teeshirt that uncle instead.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;cheaper.&lt;br /&gt;dryfit.&lt;br /&gt;hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going down on wednesday i think.&lt;br /&gt;they're closed on weekends.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then huisi wanted to go compass to buy clips &amp; also look for teeshirts.&lt;br /&gt;but jolene cldnt go.&lt;br /&gt;so we went.&lt;br /&gt;waited damn long for 156.&lt;br /&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we shopped arnd compass.&lt;br /&gt;walked arnd &amp; arnd &amp;amp; arnd.&lt;br /&gt;sianned.&lt;br /&gt;then after that took mrt home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID HUISI !&lt;br /&gt;dont let me get on my train ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMPH.&lt;br /&gt;too bad.&lt;br /&gt;no brush website.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went home, bathed &amp; used laptop.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;my second brother's friend is coming over now.&lt;br /&gt;to sleep over.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;GAY.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my second bro is siao lor.&lt;br /&gt;i ask "who?"&lt;br /&gt;then he say "[some name,forgot] he's very CUTE."&lt;br /&gt;"HAHAHAHHAHA !"&lt;br /&gt;-shows me the pic on his handphone-"there. he's very CUTE !"&lt;br /&gt;"siao !"&lt;br /&gt;"really ! cute cute cute."&lt;br /&gt;WEETARD !&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huisi ! i am eating my LAST gobstopper now.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;so fast right ?&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wana watch laguna beach now.&lt;br /&gt;loveee.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;buhbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116385202250573757?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116385202250573757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116385202250573757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116385202250573757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116385202250573757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/11/woke-up-late-today.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116377247315370253</id><published>2006-11-17T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T22:07:53.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg today was so tiring.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school at 9.30 today.&lt;br /&gt;had guitar comitee meeting again.&lt;br /&gt;we slacked at first.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;then did many stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;then slacked again.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did the games today.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant reveal anything here.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then jolene, janer &amp; i waited for huisi to finish her red cross.&lt;br /&gt;she came at arnd 4plus ?&lt;br /&gt;then we went off the 30 upper serangoon road by taxi.&lt;br /&gt;hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guitar shirts:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the uncle was kind lah.&lt;br /&gt;funny too.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he had music playing in his office.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; after janer left we heard "I remember all my life".&lt;br /&gt;then we all stared at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; laughed !&lt;br /&gt;its OH MANDY~&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the uncle suggested this &amp; that.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; in the end we changed &lt;i&gt;quite&lt;/i&gt; alot of the design.&lt;br /&gt;it's nice !&lt;br /&gt;i like.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had to go somewhere behind the shop to withdraw money from huisi's account to pay for the deposit.&lt;br /&gt;but she couldnt withdraw the $500 we needed !&lt;br /&gt;troubleeee.&lt;br /&gt;then we only mangaged to get $200, but raised another $100+.&lt;br /&gt;then we gave it to the guy &amp; he only took $300.&lt;br /&gt;so nice right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; he charged us damn cheap.&lt;br /&gt;cause we made him work "overtime" &amp;amp; made him design for us &amp;&amp;amp; rush.&lt;br /&gt;he said he only worked till 6 but we left at 7plus.&lt;br /&gt;he said our design wasnt really nice &amp; designed another for us.&lt;br /&gt;he said he needed at least 2 weeks for the tees but he promised to complete it by the 27th of nov[first day of camp.].&lt;br /&gt;omgomgomg.&lt;br /&gt;so kind !&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one shirt's 16bucks.&lt;br /&gt;cheap alrdy !&lt;br /&gt;we expected $20.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then huisi, jolene &amp; i left lor.&lt;br /&gt;we all went down to potong pasir mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;jolene walked to the other side to take bus.&lt;br /&gt;huisi &amp; i took mrt.&lt;br /&gt;i dropped at kovan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to dao bao dinner.&lt;br /&gt;then called mum to fetch me.&lt;br /&gt;came home, ate dinner &amp; watched tv.&lt;br /&gt;we all missed our goong ):&lt;br /&gt;except janer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel so tired now.&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, the uncle also gave us food.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;mini loaves of bread &amp; coookies.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully guitar camp will be fun !&lt;br /&gt;yay yay yay.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116377247315370253?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116377247315370253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116377247315370253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116377247315370253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116377247315370253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/11/omg-today-was-so-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116367920289021111</id><published>2006-11-16T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T20:16:17.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boring day today.&lt;br /&gt;had guitar in school from 9 to 1.&lt;br /&gt;o:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then stayed back for meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;community&lt;/s&gt; comitee meeting.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after meeting went to hougang mall with huisi, janer &amp; jolene.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;went to foodcourt to eat.&lt;br /&gt;spaghetti.&lt;br /&gt;tasteless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to popular.&lt;br /&gt;then the chamelon.[?]&lt;br /&gt;then to buy bubble tea &amp;amp; ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;then to ntuc.&lt;br /&gt;saw mr chia there.&lt;br /&gt;o:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tucked in shirt quickly but i think he still saw.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then took mrt to kovan.&lt;br /&gt;went to find mum.&lt;br /&gt;then went home liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home, slacked.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;sian diao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then bathed, dinner.&lt;br /&gt;then goong &amp; computer.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmrw going to school for meeting again.&lt;br /&gt;then to serangoon to get the guitar shirts done.&lt;br /&gt;like, finally.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeh . the design's nice.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;huisi.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;atm card.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;hoho.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;cash.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;kaching.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps; i got my v3 back today.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;i hope its okay.&lt;br /&gt;lost all my pics &amp; songs.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, no more &lt;i&gt;lan&lt;/i&gt; phone.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116367920289021111?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116367920289021111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116367920289021111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116367920289021111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116367920289021111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/11/boring-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116360303411702868</id><published>2006-11-15T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T23:47:58.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>morning went brunch with mum &amp; eldest bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came back home played my 2nd bro's drum &amp;amp; my eldest bro's electric guitar.&lt;br /&gt;i taught my eldest bro SWAY.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my mum brought my eldest bro &amp; i to cut hair.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;i layered my hair again.&lt;br /&gt;yays yays yays.&lt;br /&gt;thin now. :D&lt;br /&gt;but its now quite short.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;still can tye i hope.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; my mum found out that i went to secretly cut my hair only TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;so long liao !&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, then i had to stay in that small saloon for 2 hours?&lt;br /&gt;read jap magazines &amp; watched tv.&lt;br /&gt;boring lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after my mum was done with her hair we went to holland v to fetch my bro.&lt;br /&gt;he got a trophy for winning some I&amp;amp;E thingy.&lt;br /&gt;like.&lt;br /&gt;rich school trophy- damn nyce design.&lt;br /&gt;there's this medal like thingy that's hanging.&lt;br /&gt;real nice.&lt;br /&gt;REAL.&lt;br /&gt;heavy.&lt;br /&gt;metal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor school trophy- damn ugly design.&lt;br /&gt;not creative.&lt;br /&gt;not nice.&lt;br /&gt;FAKE.&lt;br /&gt;light.&lt;br /&gt;plastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roar.&lt;br /&gt;i am jealous.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that came home.&lt;br /&gt;ate like duno wad lidat.&lt;br /&gt;so damn hungry lor.&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that bathed, watched tv, comp.&lt;br /&gt;actually i used the comp during the afternoon too.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then just now damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;my dad called &amp; asked us if we wanted supper.&lt;br /&gt;then i said i want cheeseburger plain.&lt;br /&gt;then he say okay.&lt;br /&gt;put down phone liao,&lt;br /&gt;call back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you want the fillet o fish isit ?"&lt;br /&gt;o:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;super funny right.&lt;br /&gt;okay maybe not that funny but still.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;mummy laughed too.&lt;br /&gt;hohohoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imma hungry.&lt;br /&gt;burger quick~&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;my father still bought back a fillet oh fish.&lt;br /&gt;-.=&lt;br /&gt;turns out it was the girl's fault.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised that my second bro is damn cartoon lah.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was eating the GARLIC chilli.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i hate garlic.&lt;br /&gt;but not this lah, since it has no taste of garlic at all.&lt;br /&gt;then i eat eat eat halfway he say.&lt;br /&gt;"eh cannot eat !"[pulls away the tissue with the garlic chilli on it]&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT?"[stares at him]&lt;br /&gt;"there !"[points to the word GARLIC]"i thought you cannot eat garlic wan ?"&lt;br /&gt;"wth ! siao."[pulls the tissue back]&lt;br /&gt;"A !"&lt;br /&gt;"B !":D:D&lt;br /&gt;"naughty girl ah !"&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;i was laughing so hard to myself.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we were watching tv mah.&lt;br /&gt;he turned to chnl59.&lt;br /&gt;watch halfway, turned to chnl19.&lt;br /&gt;i was "OUI !"&lt;br /&gt;he say "WHAT?"&lt;br /&gt;"you watch this halfyway go watch that?!"&lt;br /&gt;"like that better what, can save time !"&lt;br /&gt;"wth?!"&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;WEETARD.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116360303411702868?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116360303411702868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116360303411702868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116360303411702868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116360303411702868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/11/morning-went-brunch-with-mum-i-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116350972980603941</id><published>2006-11-14T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T21:08:51.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's freaking noisy.&lt;br /&gt;My brother is playing his drums.&lt;br /&gt;God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning had guitar.&lt;br /&gt;Till 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;Then stayed back till about 5.30pm to discuss the guitar camp &amp; guitar tee.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... Mum picked me up again.&lt;br /&gt;Da baoed dinner for family &amp; myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, ate then watched tv.&lt;br /&gt;Goooong was quite boring.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then cause my dog went to the vet &amp; had to wear the cone thingy around his neck.&lt;br /&gt;So he had difficulties eating his dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;Then I helped him.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;Picked one handful of food up with my bare hands &amp;amp; then put it infront of his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;LICK~LICK~LICK~&lt;br /&gt;Grossss.&lt;br /&gt;Ultimate gross.&lt;br /&gt;But still, helped him till he finished cause he got so frustrated he started barking like siao.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Then my maid was supposed to feed him 3 tablets.[Medicine]&lt;br /&gt;Then he diddnt want to open his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; both of us did not dare to open his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had an idea.&lt;br /&gt;Grab a handful of dog food, stuff the tablets in between &amp; let him eat it.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It worked.&lt;br /&gt;Woot.&lt;br /&gt;So smart eh.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that...&lt;br /&gt;Just slacked.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to bathe &amp; using laptop now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored.&lt;br /&gt;I hate this phone.&lt;br /&gt;Argh.&lt;br /&gt;My razr needs another 2 more days.&lt;br /&gt;Quick lehhh.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I have to collect my mp3 player too.&lt;br /&gt;Wah lau I send for repair the time it could work leh.&lt;br /&gt;Wth.&lt;br /&gt;-.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nvm, they send for testing.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I think I saw that girl plugging my mp3 player into a laptop &amp;amp; then ripping the songs into her laptop.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;Wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tv's boring.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116350972980603941?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116350972980603941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116350972980603941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116350972980603941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116350972980603941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-freaking-noisy.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116343091701686466</id><published>2006-11-13T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T23:15:17.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAIZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;stupid&lt;/s&gt; huisi tagged me.&lt;br /&gt;yawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 are you a chinese or english freako? &lt;br /&gt;english. :D&lt;br /&gt;2 if time is going to stop, what would you possibly do for that time?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. when the time stop then i tell you. (:&lt;br /&gt;3 prefer a playpool or playground?&lt;br /&gt;playground. run arnd &amp; arnd &amp; arnd &amp; arnd &amp;........&lt;br /&gt;4 do you usually gossip others or being gossiped?&lt;br /&gt;both maybe ? like, how will i know. -.=&lt;br /&gt;5 do you like simple or complicated stuffs?&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmm. simple.&lt;br /&gt;6 do you tackle numbers better or alphabets?&lt;br /&gt;alphabets. (((:&lt;br /&gt;7 what makes you pissed off?&lt;br /&gt;hmm. some people. some things. you ? :D&lt;br /&gt;8 how is your childhood?&lt;br /&gt;up to now it has had its fair share of ups &amp; downs.&lt;br /&gt;9 do you have inspiration without perspiration?&lt;br /&gt;yeh. (:&lt;br /&gt;10 do you think 24 hours is too long, short or just okay?&lt;br /&gt;time flies when youre having fun. so, yeh. x:&lt;br /&gt;11 would you judge people for their appearence?&lt;br /&gt;usually. x:&lt;br /&gt;12 what is attractive in your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;beauty ? lols. kay, i dont know the answer. x:&lt;br /&gt;13 do you like day or night, explain why&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmmm. day. night's kinda freaky.&lt;br /&gt;14 do you treasure stuffs that you own, or you have insatiable desires?&lt;br /&gt;"insatiable" is cheem. explain to me then i answer you. LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;15 if your computer just hanged up, with a long long document not being saved, how would you react?&lt;br /&gt;VULGARITIES. :D x: &amp; violence. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;16 do you believe in miracles? or was it long predestined?&lt;br /&gt;God already has a path for us. but we choose which turns to take sometimes. (;&lt;br /&gt;17 do you often tend to forget the past, or trying hard to do so? what are trying to forget?&lt;br /&gt;so many questions. -.=&lt;br /&gt;1- i might forget it, but i will only try to forget some.&lt;br /&gt;2- hmm. bad memories, of course. (:&lt;br /&gt;18 in your mind, why colours are out here?&lt;br /&gt;isnt that question gramatically wrong ? :D&lt;br /&gt;19 have you ever pity those who are real pityful, and shed tears for them etc?&lt;br /&gt;not just people; once, i was flipped to animal planet &amp; i saw this shark on a beach, bleeding &amp; dying &amp; all. i cried, on the spot. x:&lt;br /&gt;20 describe yourself as in attitude.&lt;br /&gt;i dont have an attitude; i have a personality you cant handle.&lt;br /&gt;hohoho. got that from somewhere. cant remember where though. x:&lt;br /&gt;21 do you suddenly lose the grasp of hope to survive as yet?&lt;br /&gt;many times. over many things. well, life's like that.&lt;br /&gt;22 give 3 advantages when you get to live&lt;br /&gt;you get to live, love &amp; be loved. :D&lt;br /&gt;23 what is your ambition in life?&lt;br /&gt;to grow up. x: hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;24 do you believe in horoscope etc?&lt;br /&gt;alot. i read the horoscope section in life! almost everyday. x:&lt;br /&gt;25 describe music in your life&lt;br /&gt;music is my oxygen. :D&lt;br /&gt;26 which country you would like to go, when you can afford it?&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmmmmm. the states ?&lt;br /&gt;27 what do you think blogging is about?&lt;br /&gt;ehhhh. online diary ?&lt;br /&gt;28 what kind of style are you trying to get hold of?&lt;br /&gt;be-youre-self style. heh heh. is there such a thing? x:&lt;br /&gt;29 when you fail a test, what would be your reaction?&lt;br /&gt;F*CK. then uh. freak. &lt;br /&gt;then study harder lor. :D&lt;br /&gt;30 pass this to 8 friends, for them to get it done&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmmm. anyone who wants to do it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damnit huisi.&lt;br /&gt;-.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116343091701686466?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116343091701686466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116343091701686466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116343091701686466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116343091701686466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/11/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116342883627591338</id><published>2006-11-13T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T23:17:16.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:80px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUND. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOT.&lt;br /&gt;WOOT.&lt;br /&gt;WOOT.&lt;br /&gt;omgomgomg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out some KIND STRANGER saw him arnd kovan mrt station on the same day he went missing.&lt;br /&gt;this KIND STRANGER called the SPCA &amp; they brought him to their centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily, my mum made a report this morning &amp; told them my dog's micro chip number.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; they compared it &amp; found him !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg right ?&lt;br /&gt;thanks so much kind stranger !&lt;br /&gt;God Bless ALWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this morning,&lt;br /&gt;my mum &amp; i went to PS to get my phone &amp;amp; mp3 repaired.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then while shopping, she recieved a call from the SPCA &amp; went "OMG OMG OMG" so loudly.&lt;br /&gt;-.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then we quickly finished up &amp; went straight to get him.&lt;br /&gt;omg, i love him .&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we came back home.&lt;br /&gt;wooooots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after settling him down,&lt;br /&gt;we went to holland v there.&lt;br /&gt;went to FOS &amp; bought a hell lotta stuff before going to fetch my second brother from school.&lt;br /&gt;guess what.&lt;br /&gt;he bought a drum set on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it arrived today.&lt;br /&gt;i helped him set it up just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn nyce lor.&lt;br /&gt;blue coloured wood.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but damn noisy also.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn happy now lahs.&lt;br /&gt;MY DOG IS BACK ~&lt;br /&gt;yay !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You, Lord, for answering all my family's prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all.&lt;br /&gt;buh bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116342883627591338?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116342883627591338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116342883627591338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116342883627591338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116342883627591338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-dog-has-been-found.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116331639515129329</id><published>2006-11-12T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T15:26:35.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;morning; woke up &amp; went church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fionella finally came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;watched some movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;freaky, kay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then after that mavis &amp; i was persued by colin &amp;amp; ben tan to buy insurence from them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then i walked home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was looking out for trust.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;reached home, waited awhile then went out to eat brunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dad brought us to a japanese restaurant in shangrila.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:D:D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ate tepanyaki.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dad &amp; mum knew the chef.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then after that just came home lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on the way i told dad to bring us to ps cause i had to send my fone for repair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but he diddnt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cause he hates that place for its parking problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i remember once when my second brother told my dad to go ps &amp; he went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; we went there just to LOOK at drums lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOOK !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i needed to go cause my mum asked me to fix it asap then can still bring to KL to use during the hols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then reached my neighbourhood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we all kept looking out for trust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;still couldnt find him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;)))):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i want him back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think i'm gna pray the rosary later...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;please, God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;using my aunty's spare fone now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont like it but, oh wells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tjiaying come online quickkkk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna send you youre blogskin !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:D:D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is mine nice ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think her's nicer !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i still love all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cause i make one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:D:D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hope i find trust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116331639515129329?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116331639515129329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116331639515129329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116331639515129329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116331639515129329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/11/morning-woke-up-we-went-there-just-to.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116325609140054686</id><published>2006-11-11T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T22:41:31.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out with roanna today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall cut to the main point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum smsed me saying:&lt;br /&gt;WE LOST TRUST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, not that he died, but he ran away.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn bad mood now.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pray for me, please !&lt;br /&gt;thanks;&lt;br /&gt;tjiaying, mavis, colin &amp; nikki for comforting me &amp;amp; helping me look out for him !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE HIM.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:150px;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116325609140054686?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116325609140054686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116325609140054686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116325609140054686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116325609140054686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/11/went-out-with-roanna-today.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116315840193179584</id><published>2006-11-10T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:33:26.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:50px;"&gt;GOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is just so.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Childish please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50px;"&gt;Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think you're in the least of fault, yeh ?&lt;br /&gt;You think it's cause I said that so what's now, now, yeh ?&lt;br /&gt;So it's my fault !&lt;br /&gt;It &lt;b&gt;is&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40px;"&gt;Hold it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I don't want to argue back anymore cause I keep rolling my eyeballs &amp; it's starting to hurt me cause my vision is getting blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;went out with mum today.&lt;br /&gt;We went to Far East Plaza.&lt;br /&gt;Spent almost the whole day there.&lt;br /&gt;But I only got 2 bags in the end.&lt;br /&gt;Love. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can summarize well.&lt;br /&gt;My whole day has just been summarized into 5 sentences.&lt;br /&gt;LaughOutLoud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my password's gonna change.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116315840193179584?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116315840193179584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116315840193179584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116315840193179584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116315840193179584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/11/god.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116308454209052118</id><published>2006-11-09T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T23:02:23.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God, please kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just visited someone's blog.&lt;br /&gt;This may be obvious &amp; it may not be,&lt;br /&gt;but it doesn't really matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this person said that I posted stuffs on my blog to make other people pity me &amp; think that it's not my fault &amp;amp; rather that person's.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, but I am sure that what I have been posting on my blog is that it is "all my fault".&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I can quote that at least 5 times in my archives.&lt;br /&gt;I can put them up if you want.&lt;br /&gt;Then you can go &amp; count them slowly.&lt;br /&gt;I never once said it was your fault.&lt;br /&gt;Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to be pitied ?&lt;br /&gt;No one wants another man's sympathy.&lt;br /&gt;Do you ?&lt;br /&gt;I doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many people who keep asking me to patch up with you.&lt;br /&gt;It did cross my mind before.&lt;br /&gt;Many times, I must emphasize.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I finally came to a conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why ?&lt;br /&gt;The reason is simple.&lt;br /&gt;Very, in fact.&lt;br /&gt;You really did say &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt;[shall not reveal for some reasons].&lt;br /&gt;&amp; therefor I have decided that why should I do as you wish ?&lt;br /&gt;You ain't no one to me.&lt;br /&gt;At least not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't even do that for my mother &amp; for you ?&lt;br /&gt;Think thrice &amp;amp; it'll still be the same.&lt;br /&gt;So since this is the case,&lt;br /&gt;we should go our seperate ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, wasn't that simple ?&lt;br /&gt;If you are that upset with me,&lt;br /&gt;why don't you come up to my face &amp; tell me ?&lt;br /&gt;I would but I don't want to hurt your feelings.&lt;br /&gt;[Damn I must be a retard to still be thinking that way.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should I anyway ?&lt;br /&gt;It's a waste of my time &amp; effort.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I may sin at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;[Oh, God bless]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah,&lt;br /&gt;how did I [quote]act innocent[/quote] infront of you ?&lt;br /&gt;God I must be real talented to do that !&lt;br /&gt;Now, what's the opposite of innocent ?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty ?&lt;br /&gt;Then again, how does one act guilty ?&lt;br /&gt;I don't even look at you so how the hell do I act innocent ?&lt;br /&gt;I think your brain is failing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, there are people who hate me.&lt;br /&gt;Is that not obvious ?&lt;br /&gt;You are just trying to tell me that you are one of them !&lt;br /&gt;&amp; you know what ?&lt;br /&gt;I don't hate you.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;To bits &amp;amp; pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I never tried to make people hate you.&lt;br /&gt;It's not my fault if you're that hateable.&lt;br /&gt;Not implying that you are, though.&lt;br /&gt;Because I love you, remember ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really starting to wonder what harm did I bring you.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Losing a friend which you never really gave a two hoots about ?&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;How hurtful !&lt;br /&gt;I feel your pain.&lt;br /&gt;Because I feel more than that.&lt;br /&gt;I feel the pain of ...&lt;br /&gt;thinking that I could always count on you.&lt;br /&gt;thinking that we would be ---s.&lt;br /&gt;I knew that never existed.&lt;br /&gt;NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how you'll get your so called "revenge".&lt;br /&gt;Do know that if I diddn't do anything to you then you cant get your "revenge".&lt;br /&gt;Because you got nothing to revenge !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LaughOutLoud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why I am letting this affect me.&lt;br /&gt;Roanna darling, on Sunday, I am going to spill to you.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Love ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; maybe to Mavis too during church.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tjiaying bestie- remember "efftard" ?&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive&amp;Forget.&lt;br /&gt;Not forgiven but I have forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;Why cant that person ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40px;"&gt;Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116308454209052118?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116308454209052118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116308454209052118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116308454209052118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116308454209052118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/11/god-please-kill-me.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116298018421578361</id><published>2006-11-08T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T18:03:04.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Presenting the HOTTEST guy of yesterday's movie, The Covenant:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/1600/stevenstrait1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/320/stevenstrait1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/1600/stevenstrait3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/320/stevenstrait3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/1600/stevenstrait2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/320/stevenstrait2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEVEN STRAIT as CALEB.&lt;br /&gt;SO HOT RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;actually, these pictures don't do him much justice.&lt;br /&gt;there was a scene where they went swimming &amp;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY...&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;HOT BOD YEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;all who have watched the movie would understand.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my personal msg: the covenant ROCKS. &lt;3      hot guys. ;D&lt;br /&gt;jenn's personal msg: the covenant = HOT GUYS&lt;br /&gt;jin's personal msg: THE COVENANT= HOT GUYS and HOT BODIES..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahlalalalalala~&lt;br /&gt;damn bored now.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diddnt go anywhere today.&lt;br /&gt;diddnt even step out of my main door.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kept waking up from my sleep last night.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;head was filled with stuffs again.&lt;br /&gt;ihateallofthis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116298018421578361?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116298018421578361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116298018421578361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116298018421578361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116298018421578361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/11/presenting-hottest-guy-of-yesterdays.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116291136168143061</id><published>2006-11-07T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T22:56:01.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/1600/rosyth%20outing.%20o711o6%20022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/320/rosyth%20outing.%20o711o6%20022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/1600/rosyth%20outing.%20o711o6%20023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/320/rosyth%20outing.%20o711o6%20023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/1600/rosyth%20outing.%20o711o6%20021.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/320/rosyth%20outing.%20o711o6%20021.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; omg. look at my eye bags !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/1600/rosyth%20outing.%20o711o6%20008.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; 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CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/320/rosyth%20outing.%20o711o6%20009.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116291136168143061?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116291136168143061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116291136168143061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116291136168143061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116291136168143061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/11/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116291076016777215</id><published>2006-11-07T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T22:46:00.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/1600/rosyth%20outing.%20o711o6%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; 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TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/320/rosyth%20outing.%20o711o6%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/1600/rosyth%20outing.%20o711o6%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/320/rosyth%20outing.%20o711o6%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116291076016777215?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116291076016777215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116291076016777215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116291076016777215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116291076016777215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116291000900396703</id><published>2006-11-07T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T22:33:29.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woots.&lt;br /&gt;went out with ex rosythians todayeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first i went to school for guitar.&lt;br /&gt;ended at 12+.&lt;br /&gt;then mum fetched me to kovan.&lt;br /&gt;met inez first...&lt;br /&gt;then waited for jiayu.&lt;br /&gt;then she finally came &amp; we went to macs to eat.&lt;br /&gt;then jennifer came &amp;amp; jiayu brought her to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate finish...&lt;br /&gt;went to shop around.&lt;br /&gt;called aunty betty cause she said that she could fetch us to j8.&lt;br /&gt;then she fetched us there lah.&lt;br /&gt;beverley was of course there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached j8 &amp; found vani.&lt;br /&gt;shopped more.&lt;br /&gt;called the boys.&lt;br /&gt;oh damn, they suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were waiting for priya &amp; jin to come before we bought the tickets &amp;amp; stuff.&lt;br /&gt;vani had to go for organ lessons.&lt;br /&gt;priya came &amp; we went to take neos.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;they're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then vani finished &amp; we went to find her.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we walked arnd again.......&lt;br /&gt;walked up &amp; down.&lt;br /&gt;left &amp;amp; right.&lt;br /&gt;forwards &amp; backwards.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we called jin &amp; she reached.&lt;br /&gt;we quickly bought our tickets &amp;amp; snacks &amp; went in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WARNING: next part contains many vulgarities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;please don't read if you think you don't wanna. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;so we settled down &amp; the movie started.&lt;br /&gt;we were all very engrossed &amp;amp; stuff when suddenly i felt something drop on my head.&lt;br /&gt;at first i just thought it was water &amp; forgot about it,&lt;br /&gt;but i felt it again.&lt;br /&gt;i felt it hard &amp;amp; small.&lt;br /&gt;so i thought that maybe it was by accident &amp; just carried on with the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but THEN,&lt;br /&gt;i felt it AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;i was PISSED already cause i realised it was popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told beverley[on my right] &amp; jiayu[on my left].&lt;br /&gt;then after awhile they both told me that they felt it too.&lt;br /&gt;we were all fucking pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then vani[on jiayu's left] felt it too.&lt;br /&gt;okay, this was getting worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it happenned a hell lotta times.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;then i turned back &amp; saw that it was a female, an adult.&lt;br /&gt;so i was thinking that cannot be her bah...&lt;br /&gt;she matured mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then jiayu kept turning back &amp;amp; scanning through the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; she thought that it was these 2 guys.&lt;br /&gt;then we kept cursing &amp;amp; swearing.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;"wah lau eh cheebye lah."&lt;br /&gt;"fuck them man !"&lt;br /&gt;"no ball ah ?"&lt;br /&gt;"humji !!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then jiayu took vani's handphone &amp; using the light,&lt;br /&gt;shined it on the floor to realise that it was filled with popcorn seeds.&lt;br /&gt;what the FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;they go eat the popcorn then they suck the fucking seed liao come &amp;amp; spit at us?&lt;br /&gt;CHEEBYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then keep coming larh !&lt;br /&gt;then i was damn fed-up i told jiayu &amp; beverley that one more time i going to shift infront.&lt;br /&gt;cause infront had hell lotta seats.&lt;br /&gt;then they were like "okay lor".&lt;br /&gt;then i felt it.&lt;br /&gt;i had enough.&lt;br /&gt;i asked jiayu if she was coming along.&lt;br /&gt;she was like "aiya dont want lah !&lt;br /&gt;dont care them lah !&lt;br /&gt;later we go scold them lah !&lt;br /&gt;BLAH"&lt;br /&gt;then i was telling her to WALK AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;haiyoh.&lt;br /&gt;never learn ah....&lt;br /&gt;people try to make you angry must WALK AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she keep asking me to stay.&lt;br /&gt;so i stayed.&lt;br /&gt;then after like, 2 times,&lt;br /&gt;i REALLY had enough.&lt;br /&gt;i asked jy if she coming; she said no.&lt;br /&gt;i asked bev; she said okay lor.&lt;br /&gt;so i just stood up &amp; dashed out of the row,&lt;br /&gt;went infront the seats &amp;amp; just sat down.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; beverley also.&lt;br /&gt;thanks, girl, i love you.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we just sat there with PEACE &amp; QUIETNESS for the rest of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;then the movie ended.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; according to jiayu;&lt;br /&gt;she stood up &amp; turned arnd.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; was looking at the guys.&lt;br /&gt;but then there was these 3 girls who were sitting just behind jin, priya, jennifer &amp; inez[left of vani] who kept looking at jiayu &amp;amp; laughing.&lt;br /&gt;then she realisec that it was THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she said loudly "WAH LAU THEY THROW ONE MORE TIME I CALL MY GANG COME HUT THEM AH !"&lt;br /&gt;then they stopped laughing &amp; rushed off.&lt;br /&gt;that we met them again at the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we purposely say things like "wah lau some people wearing black &amp; white striped shirt very CHEE BYE sia ! "&lt;br /&gt;"yah lor ! wtFUCK. so dirty ! no manners ! "&lt;br /&gt;then got alot of ppl keep staring at us.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went out liao.&lt;br /&gt;then got like entrance right,&lt;br /&gt;we 8 girls go crowd arnd it wait for them to come out.&lt;br /&gt;[my idea. x:]&lt;br /&gt;must act like ah lian mah.&lt;br /&gt;then they will scared.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;no lah actually i just wanted to see if they dare to diao us anot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they came lah.&lt;br /&gt;i stared at them the whole while &amp;&lt;br /&gt;they just looked STRAIGHT &amp;amp; walked damn fast.&lt;br /&gt;like, 2 secs, GONE.&lt;br /&gt;wah lau, JI HONG sia.&lt;br /&gt;dare to SPIT at ppl dont dare look at us ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK you all larh.&lt;br /&gt;so HUMJI.&lt;br /&gt;wan to di siao people come to our face &amp; di siao larh.&lt;br /&gt;so hum ji ?!&lt;br /&gt;then dont do lah !&lt;br /&gt;later in the end you ownself die then whose fault ?&lt;br /&gt;you all right ?&lt;br /&gt;haiyoh.&lt;br /&gt;they were like, 20+ yrs old ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;BRAINLESS !&lt;br /&gt;&amp; jin were saying that they werent singaporean.&lt;br /&gt;but i dint really notice.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; priya kept telling us to fight.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;end of lamest-movie-experience-ever story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;stupid right ?&lt;br /&gt;wtfuck lor.&lt;br /&gt;haiyoh.&lt;br /&gt;pity them.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya i also shouted "wah lau disgrace to the female race sia !!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that we went home.&lt;br /&gt;took mrt with jiayu, vani &amp; beverley.&lt;br /&gt;then reached kovan mum picked me.&lt;br /&gt;went home, ate dinner, bathed...&lt;br /&gt;blogging &amp; teevee-ing.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116291000900396703?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116291000900396703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116291000900396703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116291000900396703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116291000900396703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/11/woots.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116271885858371082</id><published>2006-11-05T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T17:27:38.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it just started raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning woke up at 8am.&lt;br /&gt;mum threw a teddy bear at me.&lt;br /&gt;0.O&lt;br /&gt;then rushed &amp; chiong-ed to church.&lt;br /&gt;make it just in time for the 8.30 mass.&lt;br /&gt;phew:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after mass met with mavis.&lt;br /&gt;went to cath class.&lt;br /&gt;cath class SUCKED big time today.&lt;br /&gt;firstly, ben tan &amp; colin decided that their cath class sucks &amp;amp; came to ours instead.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;secondly, it was "cher-ask-question-you-must-answer day".&lt;br /&gt;yep.&lt;br /&gt;the teacher called everyone's name one by one.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; then we had to go up &amp;amp; stick our hands into a plastic container which contained strips of papers.&lt;br /&gt;on those strips were questions &amp; we had to answer them.&lt;br /&gt;like, wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mavis so heng lor...&lt;br /&gt;"Is Jesus man or God?"&lt;br /&gt;WTH.&lt;br /&gt;mine was so cheem...&lt;br /&gt;i forgot the question already but anyways, agnes &amp; allyson mouthed the answer to me.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after class went home.&lt;br /&gt;after awhile dad brought us to clarke quay for brunch.&lt;br /&gt;dont wanna say where we ate at.&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that we walked over to the japanese supermarket.&lt;br /&gt;bought ice cream again.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we shopped arnd the mart.&lt;br /&gt;i suggested to daddy that we buy shashimi.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;he bought.&lt;br /&gt;damn ex.&lt;br /&gt;$65+&lt;br /&gt;haiyoh.&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went home lor.&lt;br /&gt;watched abit of tv then took the shashimi out to eat.&lt;br /&gt;yummmmm.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i just bathed &amp; nw blogging.&lt;br /&gt;tevee's boring.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;latest new: saddam hussien &amp; his half brother has been sentenced to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye[:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116271885858371082?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116271885858371082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116271885858371082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116271885858371082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116271885858371082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/11/it-just-started-raining.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116263028644820725</id><published>2006-11-04T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T16:51:26.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am so bored that i'm actually tempted to re-download audition.&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116263028644820725?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116263028644820725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116263028644820725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116263028644820725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116263028644820725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-am-so-bored-that-im-actually-tempted.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116256615887199643</id><published>2006-11-03T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T23:02:38.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i removed someone's link from my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;like, what the fuck is her deal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;she copied me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;alot of times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;one time, i may tolerate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but 5,6 times?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;GET A LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;we used to be good friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i diddnt want to tell you off at first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cause i know it would affect our friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but everytime i visited your blog,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i saw that you copied me again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp; i get more angry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so one day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i told you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;on msn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i wrote a long letter to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp; then what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you start calling me a BITCH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fuck you, girl !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;who's the one which always say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"copycats shoo. get your own life !"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what the fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;stop shoo-ing yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways.&lt;br /&gt;today was a boring day.&lt;br /&gt;took bus to school by myself today.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;first tyme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then guitar-ed from 9 to 12.&lt;br /&gt;mum picked me up but decided to buy school books.&lt;br /&gt;so, yeh, bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home &amp; changed.&lt;br /&gt;she brought me to city plaza again.&lt;br /&gt;man i hate that place.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;she loves it, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;shopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till 5.30?&lt;br /&gt;went home.&lt;br /&gt;ate dinner...&lt;br /&gt;watched tv..&lt;br /&gt;bathed...&lt;br /&gt;using laptop now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;sianned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;still don't know what to do about &lt;u&gt;that&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116256615887199643?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116256615887199643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116256615887199643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116256615887199643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116256615887199643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-removed-someones-link-from-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116246727707348736</id><published>2006-11-02T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T19:34:37.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just came back from church.&lt;br /&gt;now watching goong.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot woot.&lt;br /&gt;lu is better than xin.&lt;br /&gt;yes he IS.&lt;br /&gt;i dont care, jodi &amp; ting !&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;jiayun agrees with me lor.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways.&lt;br /&gt;nikki &amp; i met this morning outside school...&lt;br /&gt;then we made our way to the ava room for the peer leaders camp briefing.&lt;br /&gt;then we waited awhile &amp;amp; some peer leaders came &amp; told us to go down to 1e1 classroom.&lt;br /&gt;so we went...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then briefing over liao...&lt;br /&gt;we took 101 to hougang mall...&lt;br /&gt;buy the sketch book for the PL camp.&lt;br /&gt;then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw mavis !&lt;br /&gt;LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;then nikki bought ji pai from the shilin taiwan street snacks.&lt;br /&gt;then we went pepperlunch.&lt;br /&gt;i ate the beef rice mini.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tempted her.&lt;br /&gt;hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;we gossiped.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sistas, yeh?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went home lor.&lt;br /&gt;took mrt.&lt;br /&gt;mum picked me up...&lt;br /&gt;went to collect dog food.&lt;br /&gt;then reached home.&lt;br /&gt;watched tv &amp; slackeddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;bathed then use laptop.&lt;br /&gt;then changed to go church.&lt;br /&gt;came back, now blogging.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking to &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;AH HAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; on msn now.&lt;br /&gt;AH HAO AH HAO AH HAO.&lt;br /&gt;pleaseeeee call him AH HAO.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116246727707348736?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116246727707348736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116246727707348736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116246727707348736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116246727707348736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-just-came-back-from-church.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116238989342173410</id><published>2006-11-01T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T22:04:54.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>booya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with jiayun, ah ben di, jody kor &amp; AH HAO today.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH HAO AH HAO AH HAO.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, anyway...&lt;br /&gt;i met jiayun at kovan at 11.20am.&lt;br /&gt;we took the train down to dhoby.&lt;br /&gt;walked out to plaza sing.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; started looking for her choir shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we searched the whole shopping mall but still couldnt find an appropraite[sp?] pair.&lt;br /&gt;if the price was right, the design wasnt.&lt;br /&gt;if the design was right, the price wasnt.&lt;br /&gt;her budget was 30bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then she decided to walk to taka.&lt;br /&gt;but i totally diddnt want to.&lt;br /&gt;but we did anyway.&lt;br /&gt;-rolls eyes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then we passed by alot of shops.&lt;br /&gt;went in to find her shoes too.&lt;br /&gt;then we went into IT.&lt;br /&gt;the old OG.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found her shoes.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;she was damn happy cause i told her that if she diddnt manage to find her shoes by today she wld have to owe me a treat.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we walked down more to the heeren.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; shopped there.&lt;br /&gt;then we called the guys.&lt;br /&gt;they were still in the train.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then we asked them to come to heeren to find us once they reached but none of them knew where the hell heeren was.&lt;br /&gt;wtF.&lt;br /&gt;then we asked them if they knew where cineliesure was.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; they "werent sure".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so jiayun &amp; i, being the kind souls we were, walked back to somerset to wait for them.&lt;br /&gt;waited.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; waited.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; they finally came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ah ben di said "can we go &amp; eat?".&lt;br /&gt;so we brought them go some kopitiam across the street to eat lor.&lt;br /&gt;then eat finish we diddnt know where to go.&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then...&lt;br /&gt;we did the almost unthinkable.&lt;br /&gt;jiayun &amp; i brought them to ZONE X.&lt;br /&gt;yes, THERE.&lt;br /&gt;that place which i mentioned in one of my previous posts had 3 initial d machines[6 seats].&lt;br /&gt;WTF.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then...&lt;br /&gt;they chiong lor.&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;jiayun &amp; i kept walking around...&lt;br /&gt;SIANNED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was 4.50pm.&lt;br /&gt;we decided to zhao.&lt;br /&gt;then we told ah ben di &amp; left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who we saw on the train.&lt;br /&gt;MELVIN.&lt;br /&gt;aka jiayun's NIANG cousin.&lt;br /&gt;yes, he IS.&lt;br /&gt;i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spotted him.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;"wah lau soooo suay sia."&lt;br /&gt;"omg my eye pain. wah lau pain sia."&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;then i dropped off at kovan.&lt;br /&gt;mum picked me up.&lt;br /&gt;reached home, ate dinner, watched tv, bathed.&lt;br /&gt;blogging.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; watching tv again.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got tv in my room now mah.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; my dad shifted the router to his room[third lvl] so i can get the connection in the comfort of my own room.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my second brother brought back a hell lotta candy last night.&lt;br /&gt;he went to his friend's halloween parteh.&lt;br /&gt;coolio.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yummm.&lt;br /&gt;okay, nothing to write abt oreadys.&lt;br /&gt;byebye !&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116238989342173410?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116238989342173410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116238989342173410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116238989342173410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116238989342173410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/11/booya.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116221504916383793</id><published>2006-10-30T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T21:30:49.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;went out with mummy to chinatown today.&lt;br /&gt;i hate chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;bo-ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, i bought 3 tops &amp; 2 bottoms.&lt;br /&gt;i love the striped shirt !&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we shopped till about 6?&lt;br /&gt;then went home.&lt;br /&gt;ate dinner, watched tv, bathed, now blogginggggggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching tv too.&lt;br /&gt;that fat girl got into the revivals.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;she's very cute (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's guitar tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting quite bored of it.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can forsee myself talking to myself in my head.&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i got &lt;s&gt;no bestfriends to talk to&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life &lt;b&gt;has&lt;/b&gt; to go on.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully 2007 will be a better year.&lt;br /&gt;the world is black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=0&amp;amp;status=maximize&amp;filepath=http://www.eriklau.com/radio.blog/sounds/My Chemical Romance - Welcome To The Black Parade.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#330000;border:#336600;button:#339900;player_text:#33FF00;playlist_text:#999999;" bgcolor="#330000" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a young boy, &lt;br /&gt;My father took me into the city &lt;br /&gt;To see a marching band. &lt;br /&gt;He said, &lt;br /&gt;"Son when you grow up, will you be the saviour of the broken, &lt;br /&gt;The beaten and the damned?" &lt;br /&gt;He said &lt;br /&gt;"Will you defeat them, your demons, and all the non believers, the plans that they have made?" &lt;br /&gt;Because one day I leave you, &lt;br /&gt;A phantom to lead you in the summer, &lt;br /&gt;To join the black parade." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a young boy, &lt;br /&gt;My father took me into the city &lt;br /&gt;To see a marching band. &lt;br /&gt;He said, &lt;br /&gt;"Son when you grow up, will you be the saviour of the broken, &lt;br /&gt;The beaten and the damned?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I get the feeling she's watching over me. &lt;br /&gt;And other times I feel like I should go. Through it all, the rise and fall, the bodies in the streets. &lt;br /&gt;When you're gone we want you all to know We'll Carry on, &lt;br /&gt;We'll Carry on &lt;br /&gt;Though your dead and gone believe me Your memory will carry on &lt;br /&gt;Carry on &lt;br /&gt;We'll carry on &lt;br /&gt;And in my heart I cant contain it &lt;br /&gt;The anthem wont explain it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we will send you reeling from decimated dreams &lt;br /&gt;Your misery and hate will kill us all &lt;br /&gt;So paint it black and take it back &lt;br /&gt;Lets shout it loud and clear &lt;br /&gt;Do you fight it to the end &lt;br /&gt;We hear the call to &lt;br /&gt;To carry on &lt;br /&gt;We'll carry on &lt;br /&gt;Though your dead and gone believe me Your memory will carry on &lt;br /&gt;We'll carry on &lt;br /&gt;And though you're broken and defeated You're weary widow marches on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on we carry through the fears &lt;br /&gt;Ooh oh ohhhh &lt;br /&gt;Disappointed faces of your peers Ooh oh ohhhh &lt;br /&gt;Take a look at me cause &lt;br /&gt;I could not care at all Do or die &lt;br /&gt;You'll never make me &lt;br /&gt;Cause the world, will never take my heart &lt;br /&gt;You can try, you'll never break me &lt;br /&gt;Want it all, &lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna play this part &lt;br /&gt;Wont explain or say i'm sorry &lt;br /&gt;I'm not ashamed, &lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna show my scar &lt;br /&gt;You're the chair, for all the broken Listen here, because it's only.. &lt;br /&gt;I'm just a man, &lt;br /&gt;I'm not a hero &lt;br /&gt;Just a boy, who's meant to sing this song &lt;br /&gt;Just a man, &lt;br /&gt;I'm not a hero &lt;br /&gt;I -- don't -- care &lt;br /&gt;Carry on &lt;br /&gt;We'll carry on &lt;br /&gt;Though your dead and gone believe me Your memory will carry on &lt;br /&gt;We'll carry on &lt;br /&gt;And though you're broken and defeated You're weary widow marches on &lt;br /&gt;We'll carry on &lt;br /&gt;We'll carry on &lt;br /&gt;We'll carry on &lt;br /&gt;We'll carry &lt;br /&gt;We'll carry on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovely song.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116221504916383793?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116221504916383793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116221504916383793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116221504916383793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116221504916383793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-hungry.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116211958350056031</id><published>2006-10-29T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:15:05.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday had to attend some dinner~&lt;br /&gt;was at some hotel lah...&lt;br /&gt;quite low class.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;had headache !&lt;br /&gt;oh ya i won 38bucks at some lucky draw thingy.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;guess what my number was.&lt;br /&gt;seventy-THREE.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; my brother won it too.&lt;br /&gt;his number?&lt;br /&gt;seventy-FIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots !&lt;br /&gt;FIVE &amp;amp; THREE.&lt;br /&gt;both my fav numbers.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then returned home before 11.&lt;br /&gt;slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning...&lt;br /&gt;supposed to go cath class.&lt;br /&gt;but woke up late.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then mavis was already on her way to church.&lt;br /&gt;she was late too.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we decided to pon teng.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;i told her how to come my house...&lt;br /&gt;then she walked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then once we met we walked to shop&amp;save.&lt;br /&gt;MAKAN.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hungry mah.&lt;br /&gt;bought a packet of twisties &amp;amp; a bottle of green tea.&lt;br /&gt;$2.05...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went the kovan shopping centre the upstairs...&lt;br /&gt;sat at one corner &amp; began eating.&lt;br /&gt;so pathetic right?&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then...&lt;br /&gt;eat finish liao we walked back to church.&lt;br /&gt;quickly went into the church hall &amp;amp; sat down before anyone we knew saw us.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we just chatted lor.&lt;br /&gt;mass started.&lt;br /&gt;mass ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we seperated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad brought us to commenwealth hawker center AGAIN...&lt;br /&gt;after dropping my second bro off at school lah.&lt;br /&gt;[dont ask me why SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;i cant be bothered to explain.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then...&lt;br /&gt;we went to view PORSCHE.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeh, baby~&lt;br /&gt;he signed the contract.&lt;br /&gt;WOOTS .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.porsche.com/pap/_singapore_/models/cayman/cayman/gallery/?gtabindex=1"&gt;http://www.porsche.com/pap/_singapore_/models/cayman/cayman/gallery/?gtabindex=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAYMAN.&lt;br /&gt;yellow colour der.&lt;br /&gt;CHIO hor ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its 2 seater.&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i love the boxster more.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;911 is also chio.&lt;br /&gt;but still,&lt;br /&gt;i love the boxster more.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPEN-TOP.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, control yourself, gurl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner starting soon~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116211958350056031?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116211958350056031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116211958350056031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116211958350056031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116211958350056031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/10/yesterday-had-to-attend-some-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116201876037959415</id><published>2006-10-28T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T14:59:20.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:50px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DIDDNT KNOW CHEEBYES COULD BECOME BROTHERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck my brother man.&lt;br /&gt;yeh, thats you.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU, you hear?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116201876037959415?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116201876037959415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116201876037959415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116201876037959415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116201876037959415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-diddnt-know-cheebyes-could-become.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116194936644696024</id><published>2006-10-27T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T19:42:46.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;i am so damn full&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, the debators went to compass the pizza hut for a treat from miss lau.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40plus dollars.&lt;br /&gt;ARIGATO MISS LAU !&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that...&lt;br /&gt;yang yew left with junze &amp; matthew[they were at kfc].&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the girls went shopping.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss lau bought two earrings.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she left.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the rest of us went shopping again~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that BLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiayun pei-ed me go macs to eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;ate nuggets.&lt;br /&gt;we pangseh-ed the fries.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she took bus home i took mrt home.&lt;br /&gt;felt lyke walking home.&lt;br /&gt;but in the end still asked mummy to fetch me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then reached home, bathed, slacked, now watching goooong &amp; blogging.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebyebyebyebyebyebyebyebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116194936644696024?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116194936644696024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116194936644696024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116194936644696024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116194936644696024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-am-so-damn-full.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116186840508270052</id><published>2006-10-26T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:13:25.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohhh man.&lt;br /&gt;today was such a tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school at lyke, 6.30.&lt;br /&gt;then met janer &amp; jolene.&lt;br /&gt;went to guitar room.&lt;br /&gt;changed liao then went upstairs hall to put guitar.&lt;br /&gt;then went back guitar room to put make up.&lt;br /&gt;okay, messy-ness.&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then we just slacked around the guitar room &amp; waited for the signla for us to go up.&lt;br /&gt;then it was tyme &amp;amp; we went up quietly.&lt;br /&gt;waited for a long tyme before it was finally our turn.&lt;br /&gt;darn, i HATE curtains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then perform liao...&lt;br /&gt;go back &amp; prepare for finale.&lt;br /&gt;then whole concert FINALLY finished liao !&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went back guitar room &amp; took clothes to change.&lt;br /&gt;then mummy actually wanted to bring me out der.&lt;br /&gt;buden nikki &amp;amp; jolene came to find me.&lt;br /&gt;then i wanted to go out with them &amp; edwin LAO BU.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i smsed mummy then she say ok.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to point.&lt;br /&gt;but there got nothing cause we dint wanna eat macs.&lt;br /&gt;so then nikki, jolene &amp; i went back to school.&lt;br /&gt;while edwin LAO BU &amp;amp; his friend don[?] went to his house.&lt;br /&gt;edwin LAO BU wanted to change.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we met at the bus stop opposite school.&lt;br /&gt;waited DAMN long for the stupid 156.&lt;br /&gt;lyke, three 88 busses &amp; three 43 busses passed us lah.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the bus finally came &amp; we took to compass.&lt;br /&gt;ate yoshi.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we walked around lor.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;then nikki wanted to go serangoon mrt station to meet her friend&lt;br /&gt;&amp; take something.&lt;br /&gt;but edwin LAO BU &amp;amp; don 'uncle' dont wanna go.&lt;br /&gt;so only nikki, jolene &amp; i went.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then reached liao jolene &amp; i waited for nikki at the mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;wah lau.&lt;br /&gt;waited for HALF AN HOUR lor.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;stupid nikki.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she finally came back &amp; we took the train back to hougang mall.&lt;br /&gt;then... we walk around lor.&lt;br /&gt;took neos.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;then mummy called me &amp; asked me to go raffles city find her.&lt;br /&gt;so we said goodbye &amp;amp; i took the mrt...&lt;br /&gt;reached liao then go find mummy...&lt;br /&gt;then shop shop shop.&lt;br /&gt;then dinner tyme.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate sushi tei.&lt;br /&gt;woot.&lt;br /&gt;yummmy.&lt;br /&gt;char siew ramen.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then shop abit more then go home liaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home, bathed, now blogging lor.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebyebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, STUPID AH BEN.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116186840508270052?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116186840508270052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116186840508270052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116186840508270052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116186840508270052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/10/ohhh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116178256051629822</id><published>2006-10-25T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T21:22:40.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LAST DAY OF SCHOOOOOOOL.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had some excursion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/1600/excursion.%202510o6%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/320/excursion.%202510o6%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the worksheet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/1600/excursion.%202510o6%20016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/320/excursion.%202510o6%20016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last tyme writing "1e2" as my class !&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/1600/pic78.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/320/pic78.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiayun &amp; i !&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/1600/excursion.%202510o6%20014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/320/excursion.%202510o6%20014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE E TWO'S LAST BUS RIDE TOGETHER.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/1600/excursion.%202510o6%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/320/excursion.%202510o6%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on da bus; shi ting, feng zhu, jodi &amp; i.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/1600/pic79.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/320/pic79.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeeee on da bussss.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz !&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna go 2e1........!&lt;br /&gt;-ROAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's finally the last day of school.&lt;br /&gt;-no more dreading to sit down when it's morning assembly just because &lt;s&gt;i have no bestfriends to sit with&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-no more speaking less than 5 sentences in class just because &lt;s&gt;i have no besfriends to talk to&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-no more going recess with jiayun &amp; friends just because &lt;s&gt;i have no bestfriends to go with&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-no more eating lunch by myself when there are guitar lessons just because &lt;s&gt;i have no bestfriends to eat with&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-no more trying to hang out with the 1e1 guitarists just because &lt;s&gt;i have no bestfriends to hang with&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-no more outings where i have to go out with the threesome; shi ting, jodi &amp; fengzhu just because &lt;s&gt;i have no bestfriends of my own to go out with&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-no more trying to act happy infront of the rest of my friends just because &lt;s&gt;I HAVE NO BESTFRIENDS THAT CAN REALLY MAKE ME HAPPY&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot.&lt;br /&gt;i.am.free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class tributeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;to those who have really helped me &amp; are true friends to me in 1e2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;the babes&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;u&gt;Shi Ting&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my laopo.&lt;br /&gt;i love you forever.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the laughter &amp; fun moments.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being there for me.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;u&gt;Jia Yun&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister cum damn good friend.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for studying with me.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for supporting me.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being there for me when i had no one.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for standing up for me.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being my friend.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;u&gt;Jo'Di&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my volleyball mate cum good friend.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being my friend.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for encouraging me to join volleyball.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the fun &amp; laughter.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for cheering me up when i'm down.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being my friend.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;u&gt;Maureen, Jia Hui, Xiang Jing &amp; Rachael.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for letting me go recess with you guys !&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; thanks for being my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;u&gt;Ginia&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being there.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for trying to you-know-what.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being my friend.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;u&gt;Feng Zhu&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we're quite quiet around each other,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for youre jokes which make me laugh lyke hell.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being my friend.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;u&gt;Richginia&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for partnering me during volleyball.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all youre sweets.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being my friend.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;u&gt;Zhi Qin &amp; Isabel&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being my friend.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the two quietest girls in class;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;u&gt;Wen Yi &amp; Yu Ling&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being my classmate &amp;amp; part of ONE E TWO.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;the "handsome"&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;-my kor, &lt;u&gt;Matthew&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being my kor.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being there for me.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being my friend.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;u&gt;Benedict&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for cheering me up when i'm down.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for chatting with me on msn.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for sharing with me youre feelings.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for youre jokes !&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;u&gt;Nizam&lt;/u&gt; &amp; his gang; &lt;u&gt;Jun Ze, Jason, Nicholas, Jasper, Daniel, Kuan Chong, Paul, Kia Meng, Erwin, Faizal, Ming Xian, Marcus, Desmond &amp; Shi Xian&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all youre jokes.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for making 1e2 fun.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being part of 1e2.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;u&gt;Ghim Choon &amp; Kenneth Ng&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the two most irratating guys.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being lame.&lt;br /&gt;thanks more being my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being part of 1e2.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;u&gt;Yong Hua, Kenneth Tan &amp; Yang Yew&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;the outcasts&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being part of 1e2.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; to THEM.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting &lt;b&gt;MISS LAU&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS FOR EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;youre scoldings,&lt;br /&gt;youre praising,&lt;br /&gt;youre thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;youre support,&lt;br /&gt;youre presence.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE E TWO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/hs1e23.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/hs1e22.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd January 2006 - 25th October 2006.&lt;br /&gt;MEMORIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;to tjiaying, like i promised;&lt;br /&gt;MY BESTIE.&lt;br /&gt;we met in primary three.&lt;br /&gt;used to be neighbours.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;i was so happy when i saw the words "HOUGANG SECONDARY" on my psle result slip cause i knew it was youre first choice &amp; that meant we would be in the same secondary school !&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda sad that we diddnt get into the same class but that diddnt stop us from becoming BESTIES.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;instead, we built a stronger bond !&lt;br /&gt;love ya loads.&lt;br /&gt;the year passed quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; we had our ups &amp; downs.&lt;br /&gt;you were always there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i, for you.&lt;br /&gt;we helped each other pass through tymes of difficulties,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; shared each other's joy.&lt;br /&gt;we were an unseperable pair.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;next year, we wouldnt be in the same class again...&lt;br /&gt;but i'm confident that our friendship wont die.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally i want to say I LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerios.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116178256051629822?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116178256051629822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116178256051629822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116178256051629822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116178256051629822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/10/last-day-of-schoooooool.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116169154819674675</id><published>2006-10-24T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T20:05:48.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>todayyyy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with shi ting, jodi &amp; feng zhu.&lt;br /&gt;we met at hougang mall first.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then we couldnt decide if we should go to tampines mall or vivo city.&lt;br /&gt;so i told them to flip a coin.&lt;br /&gt;heads; vivo city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took the mrt there.&lt;br /&gt;crowded manz.&lt;br /&gt;we had to queue to exit the mrt .&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we just walked around.&lt;br /&gt;yep, it is big.&lt;br /&gt;but it was kinda boring cause it was only 2 levels &amp; the shops were more for adults.&lt;br /&gt;so, yeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we felt hungry so we walked around to find a place to eat.&lt;br /&gt;kopitiams were crowded.&lt;br /&gt;fastfood restaurants were crowded.&lt;br /&gt;restaurants were not.&lt;br /&gt;duh, they're expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in the end we ended up eating the shi lin taiwan street snacks which were at harbourfront centre.&lt;br /&gt;oyster mee sua.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;then we walked arnd harbourfront centre a little.&lt;br /&gt;then took the mrt to dhoby ghaut.&lt;br /&gt;went to dhoby xchange.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to zone x.&lt;br /&gt;arcadeeee.&lt;br /&gt;there were lyke, 6 initial D machines there.&lt;br /&gt;ah ben di they all should go there to chiong d lor.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then late liao so we took mrt back to kovan.&lt;br /&gt;reached home, ate dinner, bathed, now blogging.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, watching goong too.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTURES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img291.imageshack.us/my.php?image=outingwithstjfz006za6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img291.imageshack.us/img291/7434/outingwithstjfz006za6.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vivo city&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img291.imageshack.us/my.php?image=outingwithstjfz011sq5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img291.imageshack.us/img291/3823/outingwithstjfz011sq5.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me &amp; ting.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img160.imageshack.us/my.php?image=outingwithstjfz012ec9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img160.imageshack.us/img160/9112/outingwithstjfz012ec9.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chicken rice shop !&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;jun ze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img243.imageshack.us/my.php?image=outingwithstjfz017lr0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/1531/outingwithstjfz017lr0.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIVO.&lt;br /&gt;fengzhu, shi ting, me, jodi.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img291.imageshack.us/my.php?image=outingwithstjfz020zt1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img291.imageshack.us/img291/5205/outingwithstjfz020zt1.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;candy empire !&lt;br /&gt;so nyce right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img160.imageshack.us/my.php?image=outingwithstjfz024mo8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img160.imageshack.us/img160/4813/outingwithstjfz024mo8.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehh... &lt;br /&gt;a weird structure in vivo city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img243.imageshack.us/my.php?image=outingwithstjfz027uu8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/2435/outingwithstjfz027uu8.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh. &lt;br /&gt;the cute lil' hippo thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img243.imageshack.us/my.php?image=outingwithstjfz029ok6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/3219/outingwithstjfz029ok6.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shy...&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img291.imageshack.us/my.php?image=outingwithstjfz032uw7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img291.imageshack.us/img291/3951/outingwithstjfz032uw7.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feng zhu &amp; jodi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img243.imageshack.us/my.php?image=outingwithstjfz034qb6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/1039/outingwithstjfz034qb6.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my reflection in the mrt.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img291.imageshack.us/my.php?image=outingwithstjfz035iv8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img291.imageshack.us/img291/6466/outingwithstjfz035iv8.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOONG.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img105.imageshack.us/my.php?image=outingwithstjfz037zr6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img105.imageshack.us/img105/2121/outingwithstjfz037zr6.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img243.imageshack.us/my.php?image=outingwithstjfz038nx2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/7884/outingwithstjfz038nx2.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were at vivo.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img291.imageshack.us/my.php?image=outingwithstjfz040vv1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img291.imageshack.us/img291/8504/outingwithstjfz040vv1.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love her !&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img243.imageshack.us/my.php?image=outingwithstjfz041zh8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/9094/outingwithstjfz041zh8.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our reflection.&lt;br /&gt;at dhoby mrt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all !&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww goong just ended. &lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116169154819674675?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116169154819674675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116169154819674675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116169154819674675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116169154819674675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/10/todayyyy-went-out-with-shi-ting-jodi.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116159745899422330</id><published>2006-10-23T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T17:57:39.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today had rehersal again.&lt;br /&gt;o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but one tyme only.&lt;br /&gt;so, yepp.&lt;br /&gt;at first go school went hall to assemble.&lt;br /&gt;then got wad hari raya &amp; deepavali celebration.&lt;br /&gt;then after that got rehersal.&lt;br /&gt;reherse finish liao then everyone went off...&lt;br /&gt;i was just about to keep my guitar &amp;amp; go put my costume at the guitar room lyke everyone else when deane[sp?] &amp; ziyang they all call me to stay back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they ask me to practice with karen cause we no "muo qi".&lt;br /&gt;dots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so no choice lor, senior leh, must listen.&lt;br /&gt;then prac prac prac until duno wad tyme they say go liao.&lt;br /&gt;so i follow them go guitar room &amp; put my costume.&lt;br /&gt;then the soon hock ask me to follow them go hougang green to eat lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i was like "huh? for wad?"&lt;br /&gt;then he said "aiya you guitarist right?"&lt;br /&gt;i said "DUH."&lt;br /&gt;then he say "guitarist then must follow us. if not then youre not a guitarist."&lt;br /&gt;then i was like -.-" cause everyone alrdy left.&lt;br /&gt;only left afew seniors &amp; me.&lt;br /&gt;lyke, i only sec1 lor.&lt;br /&gt;wah lau.&lt;br /&gt;then luckily i saw nikki &amp;amp; jolene downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;then they ask me to write on the volleyball board.&lt;br /&gt;so i wrote "C girls MUST &lt;i&gt;jia you&lt;/i&gt;[in chi characters]."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the weize was lyke "eh lend me the marker."&lt;br /&gt;then jolene asked for wad.&lt;br /&gt;then he said i want to write "B girls must &lt;i&gt;lou you&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then...&lt;br /&gt;the andrew was asking nikki &amp; jolene if they wanna go out.&lt;br /&gt;then they were lyke "anything lor".&lt;br /&gt;then i asked where they going.&lt;br /&gt;then they say duno. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways i dint feel lyke going home so i asked if i could tag along &amp; they said of course.&lt;br /&gt;then we decided to go to j8 cause andrew had to buy a gift for his friend.&lt;br /&gt;then there was this ncc guy called edwin i think.&lt;br /&gt;he followed us too.&lt;br /&gt;then the whole tyme andrew helped me take my guitar.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;arigato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we go j8 lerh walk walk walk lor.&lt;br /&gt;then went to long john silver to makan.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that took 156 home.&lt;br /&gt;walked home myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                  [i remember that bus stop &amp; that route which we walked home together before. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i waiting for dinner to be served.&lt;br /&gt;hungry manz.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaoz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116159745899422330?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116159745899422330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116159745899422330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116159745899422330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116159745899422330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-had-rehersal-again.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116151857968220276</id><published>2006-10-22T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T20:02:59.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;dint do much.&lt;br /&gt;but at night went to some french restaurant near my second brother's school to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMM.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate like, so much.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i was going to faint.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'm exaggerating[sp?].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so uhh.&lt;br /&gt;today morning.&lt;br /&gt;woke up late.&lt;br /&gt;but still went church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after church went to some place to eat brunch.&lt;br /&gt;then went suntec city.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MY PDA PHONE.&lt;br /&gt;ARR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's how this happenned.&lt;br /&gt;before the exams started, i made a deal with my dad that if i get above 75 for all my subjects he wld have to get me a pda phone.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; now that my results are out, i dint get 75 for all !&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;but anyways, today i told him that i was going 2e1 next year.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; that my lvl position is 28.&lt;br /&gt;then he was praising me &amp; all.&lt;br /&gt;then i went "MY PDA PHONE !"&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; he was lyke "i got promise meh?"&lt;br /&gt;then i was lyke "YAH LAH !"&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;he say end of year then get.&lt;br /&gt;cause he will get $500 voucher.&lt;br /&gt;singtel der.&lt;br /&gt;duno him lahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DONT CARE.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116151857968220276?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116151857968220276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116151857968220276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116151857968220276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116151857968220276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/10/yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116135610740173254</id><published>2006-10-20T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T23:35:56.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today had full dress rehersal for speech day.&lt;br /&gt;dont wanna talk abt it.&lt;br /&gt;one word; CURTAINS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that i met tjiaying at canteen.&lt;br /&gt;then we took 156 to compass.&lt;br /&gt;went yoshinoya &amp; makan.&lt;br /&gt;then met jennifer at 7-11.&lt;br /&gt;long tyme no see !&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to food court.&lt;br /&gt;so jennifer could eat.&lt;br /&gt;then after that we took mrt to serangoon.&lt;br /&gt;then walked to vani's house lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then reached lerh.&lt;br /&gt;play play play ~&lt;br /&gt;then cut cake.&lt;br /&gt;then jiayu came.&lt;br /&gt;MAGGI MEE plus CHEESE.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;br /&gt;then my mum fetched jennifer &amp;amp;amp;amp; tjiaying home.&lt;br /&gt;tjiaying; i saw youre tv ! it really was goong ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;then came back home,&lt;br /&gt;ate dinner,&lt;br /&gt;bathed,&lt;br /&gt;slacked,&lt;br /&gt;blogging now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian ahhhh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;bye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116135610740173254?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116135610740173254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116135610740173254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116135610740173254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116135610740173254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-had-full-dress-rehersal-for.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116117539240829708</id><published>2006-10-18T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T20:43:12.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>is it me or...&lt;br /&gt;is my blogger spoilt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, nyway.&lt;br /&gt;today...&lt;br /&gt;went school lyke usual.&lt;br /&gt;but dint have lessons.&lt;br /&gt;cause guitar performing for speech day.&lt;br /&gt;so all performers had to go hall at 8am.&lt;br /&gt;then go liao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must put guitar, assemble, blahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;then rehearse[sp?] lor.&lt;br /&gt;until damn late.&lt;br /&gt;2oclock?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i damn sianned...&lt;br /&gt;dint feel lyke going home...&lt;br /&gt;so went jiayun's house...&lt;br /&gt;played her new comp until 5plus...&lt;br /&gt;then go her house opp der bus stop take bus to kovan...&lt;br /&gt;then call mummy fetch me home ler then just bathe...&lt;br /&gt;eat dinner liao then blog lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian lah.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116117539240829708?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116117539240829708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116117539240829708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116117539240829708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116117539240829708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/10/is-it-me-or.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116090796889702362</id><published>2006-10-15T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T18:26:08.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/1600/r&amp;e4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/320/r%26e4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/1600/r&amp;e2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/320/r%26e2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/1600/r&amp;e7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/320/r%26e7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roanna &amp;amp; me!&lt;br /&gt;love. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116090796889702362?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116090796889702362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116090796889702362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116090796889702362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116090796889702362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/10/roanna-me-love.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116090467711941614</id><published>2006-10-15T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T17:31:17.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellloooooos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roanna says: byyyyyeeeeeeeeeeeeeees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-in an american accent-&lt;br /&gt;dude, do you not re-a-lise, that i said HELLO?&lt;br /&gt;so, in other words, it's only polite for you to say hello too.&lt;br /&gt;now, go on, say hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roanna says: hellloooooos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;now, thats good.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roanna says: of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so.&lt;br /&gt;its obvious that roanna's at my house now.&lt;br /&gt;yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; uh.&lt;br /&gt;its boring.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now;&lt;br /&gt;went church.&lt;br /&gt;dint go mass though.&lt;br /&gt;cause i woke up late.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;roanna's crapping.&lt;br /&gt;"oh whatever"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;"excushe me"&lt;br /&gt;"i know you duno how to spell right?"&lt;br /&gt;she said all that.&lt;br /&gt;hohohohoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;merry christmas&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siao.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roanna is getting annoyed that i keep using -.-&lt;br /&gt;so, yeh i shall annoy her further.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;"it doesnt look so bad. look like flower. -laughs. you know the indian flower."&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;"can you excushe me, preashe?"&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;you better stop talking or i'll write everything down.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;aye wait.&lt;br /&gt;she said "fine".&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;kay, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;i love her.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;common, say you love me too.&lt;br /&gt;-shakes of head-&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slap you ah.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;siao.&lt;br /&gt;she almost.... toot.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall save her the embarrasment.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, yeh.&lt;br /&gt;i changed my skin.&lt;br /&gt;like, again.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like it.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;"oh whatever"&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;you guys proberbly realied that i lyke using "-.-", ":D" &amp; "lalala" alot.&lt;br /&gt;"yah lah... forever you know... some peisi"&lt;br /&gt;hahaha !:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wdvr, i love her.&lt;br /&gt;d:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hee hor"&lt;br /&gt;uhh... you want some grass?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;kay, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;"grass is the moooooo. hee hor is the horse. so mst haystack."&lt;br /&gt;OKAY,&lt;br /&gt;HAYSTACK it is.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man. what happenned up there?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is just really crappy.&lt;br /&gt;it's actually just to waste our tyme.&lt;br /&gt;we're waiting for dinner to be served.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yeh"&lt;br /&gt;"hey"&lt;br /&gt;"hahaha. again."&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; i toldcha to shut up(:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, yeh.&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-chachacha-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116090467711941614?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116090467711941614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116090467711941614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116090467711941614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116090467711941614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/10/hellloooooos.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116080577806029668</id><published>2006-10-14T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T14:02:58.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helllloooos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to blog ytd, but blogger was being stupid &amp; it lagged my comp so much.&lt;br /&gt;so, yeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd i had volleyball from 11-2, then guitar from 2.30-5.&lt;br /&gt;thats like, 6 hours in school on a NO-SCHOOL DAY.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucks.&lt;br /&gt;but not really lah.&lt;br /&gt;cause long tyme no volley &amp; guitar leh mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we did alot of spiking in volley.&lt;br /&gt;so now my shoulders are acheing lyke shit.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we learnt a new way of spiking.&lt;br /&gt;which kinda sucks.&lt;br /&gt;i duno why i feel stupid when i do it.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;very clown-ish lor.&lt;br /&gt;wdvr, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then after that, i thought i was going to be alone for half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;cause guitar doesnt start till 2.30.&lt;br /&gt;but i was wrong(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;isra stayed with me.&lt;br /&gt;on one condition.&lt;br /&gt;i had to lend her 55cents.&lt;br /&gt;but i only had a dollar twenty with me.&lt;br /&gt;so i went to buy green tea:D pckt.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; had 50cents left.&lt;br /&gt;so i gave it to her.&lt;br /&gt;yep, gave.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am generous you see.&lt;br /&gt;no lah.&lt;br /&gt;kidding.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then we waited.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; waited.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i saw ginia.&lt;br /&gt;so i said bye to isra.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; went to guitar room with ginia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then...&lt;br /&gt;guitar-ed until 5 lor.&lt;br /&gt;SWAY WITH ME~&lt;br /&gt;when marimba rythms start to play~&lt;br /&gt;dance with me~&lt;br /&gt;sway with me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;siao.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that mummy picked me up...&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i went to opp rosyth the kopitiam.&lt;br /&gt;[brings back memories... paper prata with inez, tjiaying, pri &amp;amp; nicole ! love.]&lt;br /&gt;to da bao dinner for myself &amp; everyone else at home.&lt;br /&gt;$12.50 total.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then mummy dropped me off home.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; she went to attend some course thingy.&lt;br /&gt;i also duno wad.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then.&lt;br /&gt;i ate dinner liao, watched tv, bathed, then used comp until 1 am.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;was chatting with tjiaying &amp; ah ben di(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now... very sianned.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116080577806029668?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116080577806029668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116080577806029668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116080577806029668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116080577806029668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/10/helllloooos.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116066530717583949</id><published>2006-10-12T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T23:01:52.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>something happenned just now at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; its way too personal to blog here.&lt;br /&gt;so, yeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116066530717583949?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116066530717583949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116066530717583949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116066530717583949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116066530717583949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/10/something-happenned-just-now-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116056999489650622</id><published>2006-10-11T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T20:33:15.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EXAMS ARE OVER.&lt;br /&gt;main point of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today many things happenned...&lt;br /&gt;some unhappy things &amp; some happy things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i obviously dont wanna talk about the unhappy things so yeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to The Cathay with mavis.&lt;br /&gt;watched rob-b-hood.&lt;br /&gt;damn nyce please.&lt;br /&gt;i hope * &amp;amp; ^ regreted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;nah, i'm just thinking too much&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that we shopped.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; we spent so much,&lt;br /&gt;i'm telling you.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;but, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a "great" day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;maybe it was all a blessing in disguise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;but if so, why do i feel so... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;empty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;am i angry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;i aint got no right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;sad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;for wad? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;they're just my 'siblings'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;i guess i just feel disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;i trusted them, &amp;amp; now this happenned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;i wish i could just say "whatever".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;but i just cant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;come to think of it, it's all my fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;yep, MY fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;ilovethis. NOT.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so think i'm gona go to normal acad next year.&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mavis, i love you.&lt;br /&gt;lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R-nY0Pa7OvA" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa Carlton- A Thousand Miles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makin' my way downtown&lt;br /&gt;walking fast&lt;br /&gt;faces pass and I'm homebound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starin' blankly ahead&lt;br /&gt;just makin' my way&lt;br /&gt;I'm makin' a way&lt;br /&gt;through the crowd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I need you&lt;br /&gt;and I miss you&lt;br /&gt;and now I wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if I could fall into the sky&lt;br /&gt;do you think time would pass me by&lt;br /&gt;cause you know I'd walk a thousand miles&lt;br /&gt;if I could just see you...tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's always times like these&lt;br /&gt;when I think of you&lt;br /&gt;and I wonder if you ever think of me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause everything's so wrong&lt;br /&gt;and I don't belong&lt;br /&gt;livin' in your precious memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause I need you&lt;br /&gt;and I miss you and now i wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I, I don't want to let you know&lt;br /&gt;I, I drown in your memory&lt;br /&gt;I, I don't want to let this go&lt;br /&gt;I, I don't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makin my way downtown&lt;br /&gt;walking fast&lt;br /&gt;faces pass and I'm homebound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starin' blankly ahead&lt;br /&gt;just makin' my way&lt;br /&gt;I'm makin' a way&lt;br /&gt;through the crowd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I still need you&lt;br /&gt;and I still miss you&lt;br /&gt;and now I wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116056999489650622?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116056999489650622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=116056999489650622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116056999489650622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/116056999489650622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/10/exams-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116030736545722265</id><published>2006-10-08T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T19:36:05.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wtf.&lt;br /&gt;i just went to *'s blog &amp; i saw that she COPIED me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyke, in the way of returning tags.&lt;br /&gt;so many ppl copy me lahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant blog now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh.&lt;br /&gt;after exams bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116030736545722265?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-116014235038999188</id><published>2006-10-06T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T21:45:50.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>todayye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had maths paper 2.&lt;br /&gt;was quite okay.&lt;br /&gt;but i lost 6 marks liao.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, after school jiayun &amp; i went to the canteen to eat CHU MI FEN TANG.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;but no chu mi fen only got mi fen.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways.&lt;br /&gt;we were going to study with ah ben di, jody kor, &amp; the same few guys la.&lt;br /&gt;but jody kor smsed me in the morning say they got supp. class.&lt;br /&gt;then wad they finish they come find us.&lt;br /&gt;but i eating the tyme he call me.&lt;br /&gt;then he say wad they all waiting at 1e5 classroom for us.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; he asked me to throw away my food.&lt;br /&gt;yes, he did.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, jiayun &amp; i ate liao then go find them lor.&lt;br /&gt;then they were lyke "walk summore, walk summore".&lt;br /&gt;then we purple-coulour-ly walk slower.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to bus stop via back gate.&lt;br /&gt;took 156 to zhe hao's house outside.&lt;br /&gt;walked.&lt;br /&gt;alot.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then reached liao we went to the bbq pit there.&lt;br /&gt;then zhe hao went inside his house.&lt;br /&gt;take so damn long.&lt;br /&gt;then he come out say his dad say we can study at the function room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we walk there down there say must book.&lt;br /&gt;then zhe hao went to the security there to book.&lt;br /&gt;then he came back say cannot.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then he say go his house lor.&lt;br /&gt;so we all went &amp; squeezed into his room.&lt;br /&gt;okay, i dont think any of the guys actually studied.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;they kept talking la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then 12 oclock liao.&lt;br /&gt;then we all went basketball court.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;the guys play, jiayun &amp; i sit at one side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then they play till 1 oclock lor.&lt;br /&gt;then we all walked to bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;i took 156 with jody kor &amp; enzhang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then jody kor &amp; i dropped together.&lt;br /&gt;had to walk home with him.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, he was rushing for tyme cause he had dental appointment at 2.30.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; he still walk slowly.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i reached home liao...&lt;br /&gt;slack &amp; watch tv again lor.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then go bathe.&lt;br /&gt;mummy left the house for some workshop thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i nothing to do so watch tv again lor.&lt;br /&gt;bleahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then now blogging.&lt;br /&gt;sianned la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekends coming...&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA SLACKKKK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but mon still got science,&lt;br /&gt;tues got ART,&lt;br /&gt;wed got history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, i hate this three !&lt;br /&gt;ROAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmph.&lt;br /&gt;tml maybe going kovan macs with jiayun, ah ben di &amp; jody kor.&lt;br /&gt;but i dun wanna walk home again with jody kor.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116014235038999188?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;cause library too cold.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then in cdac...&lt;br /&gt;got one group of guys playing poker cards.&lt;br /&gt;wah lau eh.&lt;br /&gt;so damn noisy.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nvm lor, we just go sit at the high tables there.&lt;br /&gt;then study lor.&lt;br /&gt;then ah ben di left halfway.&lt;br /&gt;gtg home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we stayed until 4.&lt;br /&gt;then went back to compass der macs.&lt;br /&gt;the gregory i think treated us to fries which i dint really eat cause my brain was occupied with &lt;b&gt;something&lt;/b&gt; that happenned.&lt;br /&gt;only those who were there would know(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then after that i took the mrt with jody kor, lin quan, gregory &amp; zhe hao.&lt;br /&gt;i think la.&lt;br /&gt;[i dun really remember their names.&lt;br /&gt;2nd tyme meet them only la pls.]&lt;br /&gt;then the gregory dropped at hougang.&lt;br /&gt;then jody kor, linquan &amp;amp; i dropped at kovan.&lt;br /&gt;we all walked home together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then reached home, slack, watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;then bathe, eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;[i dint eat for 10 hours solid lah.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then now blogging ler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done.&lt;br /&gt;tml got maths 2.&lt;br /&gt;hope its better cause got CALCULATOR.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;so precious manz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;i want go do art now.&lt;br /&gt;must be GUAI lyke JODY.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;bye(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-116005543101961332?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/116005543101961332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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literature !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i scared i fail leh...&lt;br /&gt;the question one everyone like write 1 page plus....&lt;br /&gt;but i write only slightly more then half leh.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shitz man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, after school jiayun &amp; i went to makan at canteen.&lt;br /&gt;then ah ben di &amp;amp; jody kor came to find us.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to 1e2 classroom to study.&lt;br /&gt;some linquan guy joined us.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; that guy from thailand...[duno his name, lol].&lt;br /&gt;then we study study until sian decided to go mall.&lt;br /&gt;then we took 101 there....&lt;br /&gt;the guy from thailand diddnt follow lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached mall first thing the guys say they hungry.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;so then they went foodcourt jiayun &amp; i went to buy rubberband for me.&lt;br /&gt;then also go see her j.square bag.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then see finish go up to foodcourt find them.&lt;br /&gt;they eat, we watch.&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to the each a cup...&lt;br /&gt;i ordered "HONEY milk tea".&lt;br /&gt;i think the aunty heard it as "KIWI milk tea".&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;don't sound like la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then i diddnt really like it but still drank it in the end.&lt;br /&gt;[duh, 2.50 leh.]&lt;br /&gt;then they eat finish jiayun say wan go study again.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;yah la yah la you the "guai one".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then we went library.&lt;br /&gt;i found mavis.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;FOUND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then intro here intro there.&lt;br /&gt;then we talked lor.&lt;br /&gt;[yes, in the freaking library.]&lt;br /&gt;then we made alot of noise.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;jody kor met his "malay girlfriend".&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that the librarian ask us go sit under the mushroom[ROFL].&lt;br /&gt;cause cannot sit on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;then the mushroom very sian la.&lt;br /&gt;so we went out lor.&lt;br /&gt;as mavis said: "we can make noise outside :D"&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;then ah ben di they all met their 2 friends which so coincidentally is mavis's friend also.&lt;br /&gt;one is exschoolmate the other is last tyme tuition friend.&lt;br /&gt;see, the world is small.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to take neoprints...&lt;br /&gt;jiayun, mavis, ah ben di, jody kor, linquan &amp; me.&lt;br /&gt;take the opera that machine.&lt;br /&gt;they wasted so many shots la!&lt;br /&gt;but nvm, luckily in the end still got 4 nyce der to choose.&lt;br /&gt;if not i will KILL the guys arh.&lt;br /&gt;wah lau eh.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then we take liao then...&lt;br /&gt;the guys said the wana go home le.&lt;br /&gt;then jiayun also.&lt;br /&gt;so they go lorz.&lt;br /&gt;then mavis &amp; i went to macs to makan.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;then i taught her how to fold straw stars.&lt;br /&gt;[which, she gave up in the end...&lt;br /&gt;just like jiayun. -.-]&lt;br /&gt;then after that we tok tok tok.&lt;br /&gt;then went to shop again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went comics connection.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i told her about the things they had with artiste's pics on them.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; so we started searching for her beloved LEE JOON KI.&lt;br /&gt;dammit he's gay la.&lt;br /&gt;i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;LALALALA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we spent DAMN LONG in the shop searching through the freaking cards but in the end she only bought one piece which was like EIGHTY CENTS.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;she had only ninety cents with her, you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so blahh, we walked summore...&lt;br /&gt;i bought a silver ring.&lt;br /&gt;square der.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had to go our seperate ways.&lt;br /&gt;which was like so saddenning for us.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;then i took mrt to kovan.&lt;br /&gt;told mummy to fetch me.&lt;br /&gt;then she say my second bro just called her to pick him up.&lt;br /&gt;then i said "go la, i follow lor".&lt;br /&gt;[his school is ACS INTERNATIONAL you see.&lt;br /&gt;it's in holland village. o.O]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole journey was chatting with jody kor via sms.&lt;br /&gt;sianned.&lt;br /&gt;then my mum fetched my bro's friend home too.&lt;br /&gt;they whole journey play with the friend's laptop la.&lt;br /&gt;wah lau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then anyway after that then home sweet home liaos.&lt;br /&gt;bathed, ate dinner, slacked abit, now blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's damn sickening cause i'm SECRETLY using my laptop in my room &amp; therefor i have very low internet connection &amp;amp; i keep getting dc.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;i sumtymes summore use my neighbour's internet access la.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHH.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml is maths paper 1.&lt;br /&gt;no calculators allowed.&lt;br /&gt;WHY.&lt;br /&gt;i want !&lt;br /&gt;dammit i cant do without calculator la.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUST JIA YOU.&lt;br /&gt;KAMPATEH~&lt;br /&gt;good luck everyone.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-115988575327975551?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115988575327975551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=115988575327975551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/115988575327975551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/115988575327975551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-was-literature-i-scared-i-fail.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-115970156218677116</id><published>2006-10-01T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T19:19:22.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.lightamillioncandles.com/"&gt;http://www.lightamillioncandles.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light a candle for the innocent victims of online child abuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these children cant speak for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;but we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, please, be a helping hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WE DO NOT NEED YOUR MONEY.&lt;br /&gt;WE NEED YOU TO LIGHT A CANDLE OF SUPPORT."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it takes maybe less than 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please, HELP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karma. i believe in it.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-115970156218677116?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115970156218677116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=115970156218677116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/115970156218677116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/115970156218677116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/10/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-115949452189060949</id><published>2006-09-29T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T09:48:41.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at school's comp lab AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah~&lt;br /&gt;cause english exams over liao.&lt;br /&gt;then mdm martini bring us here lorz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now in class...&lt;br /&gt;got alot of DRAMA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diao.&lt;br /&gt;ting by my side now.&lt;br /&gt;she says "HAHA".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;she also blogging.&lt;br /&gt;she also say so sian.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-115949452189060949?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115949452189060949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=115949452189060949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/115949452189060949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/115949452189060949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/09/lalala.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-115931887590976208</id><published>2006-09-27T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T09:01:15.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so, hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in the school's computer lab now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's whats happenning now.&lt;br /&gt;so THEY keep saying i'm not talking to them.&lt;br /&gt;but HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;they&lt;/s&gt; SHE ignored me first.&lt;br /&gt;lame shit sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what now?&lt;br /&gt;blaming ME for not talking to them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE "couldnt stand me anymore" one wad.&lt;br /&gt;so now what?&lt;br /&gt;SHE dont wanna befriend me anymore cause she "CANT STAND ME ANYMORE"&lt;br /&gt;mah.&lt;br /&gt;so i respect her decisions lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE ignore me.&lt;br /&gt;i also ignore back lor.&lt;br /&gt;i not so thick skin.&lt;br /&gt;people dont like me i still stick to them like sai lidat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah lau eh.&lt;br /&gt;now i at fault la.&lt;br /&gt;always me.&lt;br /&gt;ME ME ME ME ME.&lt;br /&gt;i am so bloody fucking proud of this man.&lt;br /&gt;i am at fault!&lt;br /&gt;WOOTs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kns la.&lt;br /&gt;i dont care if she/ they read/reads this or not.&lt;br /&gt;actually, it would be fucking better if they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;understand this;&lt;br /&gt;YOU ignored ME first.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the next day, you told jiayun that i was ignoring YOU.&lt;br /&gt;puh lease, you were the one that diddnt say "HI".&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; just cause of that, i cried.&lt;br /&gt;you cared?&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;you bothered?&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;DID YOU EVEN NOE?&lt;br /&gt;maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you cried in class jiayun kept telling me you were crying.&lt;br /&gt;so what can i do?&lt;br /&gt;what you crying over?&lt;br /&gt;ME?&lt;br /&gt;you asked for it.&lt;br /&gt;you started it, remember that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeh, you obviously won't admit it.&lt;br /&gt;so wad now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall take all the faults.&lt;br /&gt;yes, push them alllll to me.&lt;br /&gt;over here, now, be careful.&lt;br /&gt;dont break them.&lt;br /&gt;their fragile, ya know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;i "LOVE" being blamed wor!&lt;br /&gt;ii lurbquex it maniie maniie w0rzxs`!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-115931887590976208?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115931887590976208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=115931887590976208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/115931887590976208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/115931887590976208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-115919046646801350</id><published>2006-09-25T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T21:21:06.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning...&lt;br /&gt;went school chao early.&lt;br /&gt;then told my mum to wait at the back gate there.&lt;br /&gt;then tjiaying &amp; i carried all the books under my desk to my mum's car.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause then ltr during exam dont have to move everything out mah.&lt;br /&gt;so heavy &amp; mah fan...&lt;br /&gt;then tjiaying cause the daddy not free[or something. x:]...&lt;br /&gt;then she just packed all her books into plastic bags lor.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then cause we both damn hungry.&lt;br /&gt;so we went to the canteen eat bei bei mian.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw that stupid BEN DAN ah soon.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;then he was telling yisin wad i am the girl that made him run all over marina square.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha~&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;too bad.&lt;br /&gt;d:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that i went parade square while tjiaying went to meet her friends.&lt;br /&gt;then so suay lor.&lt;br /&gt;i sit only they say go classroom.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine lorz, go lor.&lt;br /&gt;then...&lt;br /&gt;i just sat and rot.&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;br /&gt;until miss lau came in...&lt;br /&gt;BLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after school went to compass point with jiayun to "study" again.&lt;br /&gt;hohoho~&lt;br /&gt;then blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont feel like blogging liaos.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-115919046646801350?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115919046646801350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=115919046646801350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/115919046646801350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/115919046646801350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-115902296834242725</id><published>2006-09-23T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T22:49:28.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;thank you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thought that I could always count on you,&lt;br /&gt;I thought that nothing could become between us two.&lt;br /&gt;We said as long as we would stick together,&lt;br /&gt;We’d be alright,&lt;br /&gt;We’d be ok.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was stupid&lt;br /&gt;And you broke me down&lt;br /&gt;I’ll never be the same again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;strong&gt;thank you for showing me&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;That &lt;strong&gt;best friends can not be trusted,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;thank you for lying to me&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Your &lt;strong&gt;friendship&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;good times we had&lt;/strong&gt; you can &lt;strong&gt;have them back&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wonder why it always has to hurt,&lt;br /&gt;For every lesson that you have to learn.&lt;br /&gt;I won’t forget what you did to me,&lt;br /&gt;How you showed me things,&lt;br /&gt;I wish I’d never seen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was stupid,&lt;br /&gt;And you broke me down,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll never be the same again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;strong&gt;thank you&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;showing me&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;That &lt;strong&gt;best friends can not be trusted&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;thank you for lying to me&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Your&lt;strong&gt; friendship&lt;/strong&gt; the &lt;strong&gt;good times we had&lt;/strong&gt; you can have them &lt;strong&gt;back&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;When the tables turn again,&lt;br /&gt;You’ll remember me my friend,&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be wishing I was there for you.&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be the one you’ll miss the most,&lt;br /&gt;But you’ll only find my ghost.&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by,&lt;br /&gt;You’ll wonder why,&lt;br /&gt;You’re all alone. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thank you for showing me,&lt;br /&gt;That best friends can not be trusted,&lt;br /&gt;And thank you for lying to me,&lt;br /&gt;Your friendship and good times we had you can have them back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thank you, for lying to me,&lt;br /&gt;So thank you, for all the times you let me down&lt;br /&gt;So thank you, for lying to me,&lt;br /&gt;So thank you, your friendship you can have it back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the song's on the left, btw.&lt;br /&gt;it's the same song i blasted into my ears 1/2 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;when the ng jin &amp; ken ju thing happenned.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; now, here i am, blasting it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tears rolled down my cheeks,&lt;br /&gt;as i screamed the words.&lt;br /&gt;my voice turned hoarse,&lt;br /&gt;my heart felt the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to kovan's macs with jiayun.&lt;br /&gt;TO STUDY.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;we did okay.&lt;br /&gt;then up til duno wad time we go walk walk.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sianned le mah...&lt;br /&gt;then after that 5.30 liao[arnd there].&lt;br /&gt;then i go eat hokkien mee.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i bought jay chou's new cd.&lt;br /&gt;yi ran fan te si.&lt;br /&gt;and fir's fei xing bu luo.&lt;br /&gt;both less then 1obucks!&lt;br /&gt;hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala~&lt;br /&gt;duno wad to say liao.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, TJIAYING!&lt;br /&gt;THANKS.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i love my skin.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;feelings affect one's art.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-115902296834242725?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115902296834242725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=115902296834242725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/115902296834242725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/115902296834242725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/09/thank-you.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-115893838999547920</id><published>2006-09-22T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T23:19:50.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so once again,&lt;br /&gt;the story ends.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the one at fault?&lt;br /&gt;ME.&lt;br /&gt;ME ME ME ME ME ME ME ME.&lt;br /&gt;ALWAYs;&lt;br /&gt;me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting sick of all this.&lt;br /&gt;this world,&lt;br /&gt;the people in it,&lt;br /&gt;their attitudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeh, so go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;blame ME.&lt;br /&gt;this is the same situation as wad happenned in primary school.&lt;br /&gt;with ng jin &amp; ken ju.&lt;br /&gt;yeh, i tought they were like, the 2 best&lt;i&gt;est&lt;/i&gt; friends anyone could ever get.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; during that time,&lt;br /&gt;i was the most hurt.&lt;br /&gt;but still, they acted that THEY were the most hurt.&lt;br /&gt;pls la.&lt;br /&gt;they ps me &amp; they most hurt.&lt;br /&gt;wah, nice logic sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;i am like, speechless la.&lt;br /&gt;this only brings back memories of primary school.&lt;br /&gt;those days...&lt;br /&gt;so young &amp; i felt the meaning of PAIN.&lt;br /&gt;getting HURT.&lt;br /&gt;getting BETRAYED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH BEN DI.&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for comforting me!&lt;br /&gt;you rock.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i pebble.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-115892871900480694</id><published>2006-09-22T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T21:05:24.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;i dont know what went wrong today...&lt;br /&gt;you diddnt even bother to say "hi".&lt;br /&gt;we spoke less then 10 times today.&lt;br /&gt;do you GET how HURTING it is?&lt;br /&gt;i DID freaking &lt;s&gt;cry&lt;/s&gt; this morning.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;YOU.&lt;br /&gt;you dont even seem to bother.&lt;br /&gt;i look at our old pics,&lt;br /&gt;those memories i hold on to.&lt;br /&gt;what happenned?&lt;br /&gt;why are we like THAT now?&lt;br /&gt;was it my fault?&lt;br /&gt;i SERIOUSLY dont get what went wrong.&lt;br /&gt;was it just because of what i said that morning?&lt;br /&gt;if it was, i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, i dont find myself at fault.&lt;br /&gt;you tell others i call you &lt;i&gt;stupid&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;but, THINK, girl.&lt;br /&gt;do you not?&lt;br /&gt;it's just that i keep it all INSIDE.&lt;br /&gt;within my empty little soul.&lt;br /&gt;do you know ME?&lt;br /&gt;you think you do, but i must say youre wrong.&lt;br /&gt;cause if you do, we wouldnt be like that now.&lt;br /&gt;I am someone that TREASURES the people around me.&lt;br /&gt;i dont like having enemies.&lt;br /&gt;my thinking; its better to get one more friend then one more enemy.&lt;br /&gt;i hold all my hatred, disagreements, unhappiness...&lt;br /&gt;i hold them all inside.&lt;br /&gt;i keep my mouth shut &amp; i dont tell them to people.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;cause i dont wanna HURT them.&lt;br /&gt;do you not see?&lt;br /&gt;our friendship has gone down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;these MONTHS of our friendship.&lt;br /&gt;how we tried so hard to build it up.&lt;br /&gt;but only to see it fall, right before our very eyes.&lt;br /&gt;who shall we blame?&lt;br /&gt;you? me?&lt;br /&gt;it was YOUR attitude that changed, not mine.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what will happen on monday...&lt;br /&gt;the following weeks left in this year...&lt;br /&gt;WHAT can we do?&lt;br /&gt;what WILL we do?&lt;br /&gt;what will HAPPENN?&lt;br /&gt;i so dont wanna know.&lt;br /&gt;you can go hang with &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt; instead.&lt;br /&gt;you 2 have become so close now.&lt;br /&gt;i always feel left out.&lt;br /&gt;do you KNOW that?&lt;br /&gt;do you FEEL what i feel?&lt;br /&gt;no, you dont.&lt;br /&gt;cause youre simply not ME.&lt;br /&gt;when we sit down during assembly, for example, if you two are sitting together,&lt;br /&gt;you two would be talking non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;i try to 'fit in'.&lt;br /&gt;i do.&lt;br /&gt;but in the end, i would still be the one left out.&lt;br /&gt;do you see the saddnes in my eyes?&lt;br /&gt;the disappointment i feel?&lt;br /&gt;how hurt i am?&lt;br /&gt;how i was so jealous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;how i wished i diddnt exist&lt;/i&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;you two made me feel extra,&lt;br /&gt;like &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; wasnt meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;you aint very perfect yourself too, girl.&lt;br /&gt;no one is.&lt;br /&gt;you gotta accept others for who they are.&lt;br /&gt;or they wouldnt do the same to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after saying so much,&lt;br /&gt;i really feel damn confused.&lt;br /&gt;confused by your actions.&lt;br /&gt;your words.&lt;br /&gt;you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;how shall i continue my life now?&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=0&amp;amp;status=maximize&amp;filepath=http://www.beyondpotter.com/radio/HARRYPLAYLIST/sounds/Papa Roach - Scars.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#330000;border:#E2E2E2;button:#9F9F9F;player_text:#F9F9F9;playlist_text:#999999;" bgcolor="#330000" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open, I sow myself shut&lt;br /&gt;My weakness is that I care too much&lt;br /&gt;My scars remind me that the past is real&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk and I'm feeling down&lt;br /&gt;And I just wanna be alone&lt;br /&gt;I'm pissed cause you came around&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you just go home&lt;br /&gt;Cause you channel all your pain&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help to fix myself&lt;br /&gt;Your making me insane&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to help you once&lt;br /&gt;A kiss will only vise&lt;br /&gt;I saw you going down&lt;br /&gt;But you never realized&lt;br /&gt;That your drowning in the water&lt;br /&gt;So I offered you my hand&lt;br /&gt;Compassions in my nature&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is our last dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm drunk and I'm feeling down&lt;br /&gt;And I just wanna be alone&lt;br /&gt;You shouldn't ever came around&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you just go home?&lt;br /&gt;Cause your drowning in the water&lt;br /&gt;And I tried to grab your hand&lt;br /&gt;And I left my heart open&lt;br /&gt;But you didn't understand&lt;br /&gt;But you didn't understand&lt;br /&gt;You fix yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help you fix yourself&lt;br /&gt;But at least I can say I tried&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life&lt;br /&gt;I can't help you fix yourself&lt;br /&gt;But at least I can say I tried&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to say about today...&lt;br /&gt;had no vball training so went to compass with jiayun to study.&lt;br /&gt;thats about all.&lt;br /&gt;dont really wana talk about school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;wishing that my life would just STOP&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-115892871900480694?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115892871900480694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=115892871900480694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/115892871900480694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/115892871900480694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-dont-know-what-went-wrong-today.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-115876214395893737</id><published>2006-09-20T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T22:22:24.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeepies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to watch FORBIDDEN CITY.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it rocks man.&lt;br /&gt;i totally thought it wld bore the hell outta me but i guess i was wrong!&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, at first cause we had 1 period of science at 12 but miss lau diddnt come.&lt;br /&gt;then mr john choo asked us to go up to art room &amp; he's gonna 'relief' us.&lt;br /&gt;then we were like "WTF" cause [for most of us] the main purpose why we're going to forbidden is cause we get to miss john choo's lesson.&lt;br /&gt;roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we no choice lorz...&lt;br /&gt;go up lor...&lt;br /&gt;then he give us the exam questions...&lt;br /&gt;then i damn bored i took my camera out &amp; snapped afew pics of him!&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that at 1.15 he finally let us off.&lt;br /&gt;so we quickly eat lunch...&lt;br /&gt;eat liao then go to atrium to line up.&lt;br /&gt;then we lined up le, boarded bus.&lt;br /&gt;mdm martini followed us!&lt;br /&gt;cause at first mrs cheng going de.&lt;br /&gt;then she say she saw before le, then let mdm martini go la.&lt;br /&gt;[mdm martini told us she wanted to go.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then lidat lor...&lt;br /&gt;i sat with jeslyn on the bus...&lt;br /&gt;we passed by SAJC!&lt;br /&gt;omg, love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;then we finally reached esplanade le,&lt;br /&gt;quickly go into the theater[sp?].&lt;br /&gt;[we were abit late x:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i sitting the row is like, the 2nd row from the front la.&lt;br /&gt;from left to right was jasper, shi ting, me &amp; jeslyn.&lt;br /&gt;then its like damn close to the stage la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after awhile...&lt;br /&gt;the show finally started...&lt;br /&gt;it was great[like i have alrdy mentioned...].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after the show afew of us went to marina square...&lt;br /&gt;drama, drama, DRAMA.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;then shi ting &amp; i went to guo our 'er ren shi jie'.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to foodcourt to makan.&lt;br /&gt;aglio olio!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;damn cheap la.&lt;br /&gt;its like usual price $5 but student 5o% off!&lt;br /&gt;so much discount hor?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we at first was sitting at the inside the high table de.&lt;br /&gt;buden i saw the outside tables then ask her to sit there instead lor.&lt;br /&gt;more 'lang man' mahz.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;then we eat finish le went shop shop abit.&lt;br /&gt;wtf that damned ah soon made me so scared of him.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roar.&lt;br /&gt;so then cause i needed to buy present for jasper buden cause of SOMEBODY we cldnt.&lt;br /&gt;then ting ask me to follow her go mall.&lt;br /&gt;then i go lor.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;[ting; rem that 2 guys?]&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that we went to popular she bought correction tape for her mum...&lt;br /&gt;then she went to buy sumting for jasper.&lt;br /&gt;[damn, i still havent bought him anything.]&lt;br /&gt;then we bought paopao cha!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;honeymilktea.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we seperated le lor...&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;br /&gt;she go interchange i go mrt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i reached kovan told mummy to pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;reached home, watched tv, bathed &amp; now blogging(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalala~&lt;br /&gt;pictures:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/1600/pic39.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/320/pic39.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me &amp; jes.&lt;br /&gt;taken in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/1600/forbiddencity.%202oo9o6%20014.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/320/forbiddencity.%202oo9o6%20014.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mdm martini!&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/1600/pic40.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/320/pic40.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the esplanade!&lt;br /&gt;taken from marina square the foodcourt there.&lt;br /&gt;[was eating dinner with my laopo(:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/1600/forbiddencity.%202oo9o6%20009.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/320/forbiddencity.%202oo9o6%20009.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR JOHN CHOO!&lt;br /&gt;omfg.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i took that in class.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/1600/pic38.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/320/pic38.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friendship starrr.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.&lt;br /&gt;i hate you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-115876214395893737?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115876214395893737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=115876214395893737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/115876214395893737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/115876214395893737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/09/yeepies.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-115858323096703622</id><published>2006-09-18T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T20:40:30.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one.e.two rians...&lt;br /&gt;http://s100.photobucket.com/albums/m23/oneetwo/&lt;br /&gt;thats the link for the pics taken at jenaris.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;b&gt;know&lt;/b&gt; its only a pathetic SEVEN pics...&lt;br /&gt;but miss lau diddnt want to upload the girl's pics as she dont know if some ppl wld dwnload it for somne personal reasons.&lt;br /&gt;[lol].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;i gtg do ace-learning now.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnt!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-115858323096703622?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115858323096703622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=115858323096703622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/115858323096703622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/115858323096703622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/09/one.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-115833194978000212</id><published>2006-09-15T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T22:52:29.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today...&lt;br /&gt;went school at normal time...&lt;br /&gt;saw isabel going into the canteen...&lt;br /&gt;then since i was feeling so darn hungry,&lt;br /&gt;i went canteen &amp; bought bei bei mian to eat.&lt;br /&gt;forced isabel to stay at the canteen with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then eat finish went to table like usual...&lt;br /&gt;bell going to ring then go sit down...&lt;br /&gt;blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;then lessons.&lt;br /&gt;then during chinese[or was it pc?] period, carolyn, jolene &amp; nikki seniors came to find all vballers say got no training cause raining- court &amp; courtyard cannot use &amp; hall also cannot use.&lt;br /&gt;then we quite happy lah.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;then after school i ate lunch with jeslyn.&lt;br /&gt;then went to join nikki, jolene, carolyn, kelly, yi rong, dannie, andrew, hab chong &amp; 1 more guy which i forgot the name of[i think that's all?] seniors to eat lunch...&lt;br /&gt;then after that we went celebration wall...&lt;br /&gt;i slacked.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;others played vball...&lt;br /&gt;then nikki &amp; i had a sudden craving for pao pao cha.&lt;br /&gt;then we wanted go point buy but andrew reminded us that down there de close down liao...&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to walk to green lor.&lt;br /&gt;we took so long...&lt;br /&gt;cause walk mahs...&lt;br /&gt;in the rain summore leh.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway we carried 7 cups of pao pao cha back to school only to find the rest not there le.&lt;br /&gt;[turns out the dlc scolded them for playing vball at the celebration wall then chase them all out of the school...&lt;br /&gt;someone helped to carry nikki's &amp; my bag also! &lt;br /&gt;THANKS(:]&lt;br /&gt;we called all their fones no one picked up except kelly...&lt;br /&gt;then she say she at the shelter there.&lt;br /&gt;then i duno where la...&lt;br /&gt;but nikki knew...&lt;br /&gt;so she brought me there lor.&lt;br /&gt;then we 'reunited' with them &amp; gave them their pao pao cha.&lt;br /&gt;[come to think of it, jolene, yi rong &amp; andrew still owe me $1 each!]&lt;br /&gt;but abit not nice le cause the ice melted.&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then at the 'shelter' there[its actually a children's badminton court but we go there play vball. xD] some of us play vball, some of us slack.&lt;br /&gt;then i realised that my waterbottle was missing!&lt;br /&gt;then i told carolyn &amp; jolene then they say nvm they go back school help me take.&lt;br /&gt;then at first i was like "nvm la i go back myself."&lt;br /&gt;then they insisted...&lt;br /&gt;so i just let them go lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the hab chong &amp; kelly wanted to go to mini mart.&lt;br /&gt;then they passed by the patch of grass &amp; hab chong saw two cats f*cking each other.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN GROSS PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;then he told kelly &amp; they were like, laughing &amp; all.&lt;br /&gt;then hab chong shouted to us "eh got cat f*cking!".&lt;br /&gt;then we were like "huh?"&lt;br /&gt;then nikki &amp; i went to see.&lt;br /&gt;then we were like "OMG".&lt;br /&gt;then the rest of the people came too.&lt;br /&gt;then the [i think male]cat got off the other [i think female]cat.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; we were like "haiyoh. no more show le."&lt;br /&gt;then some ppl went back to play vball, hab chong &amp; kelly went to mini mart, but nikki, andrew, me &amp; some other ppl stayed.&lt;br /&gt;then we were hiding behind the pillars &amp; all.&lt;br /&gt;then andrew was like going "eh! kuai dian lai la. wo deng hen jiu liao leh! wo kuai ren bu zhu le!"&lt;br /&gt;then i was like "wah andrew, i dint noe you understood cat language."&lt;br /&gt;then he gave me the -.- kinda look.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i laughed.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;so then the cat &lt;i&gt;did&lt;/i&gt; continue with their umm... 'stuff' &amp; we continued watching but our laughter was too loud it scared the cats away.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;then the cats started chasing each other around the whole place la.&lt;br /&gt;then we follow lor.&lt;br /&gt;until one part one of the cats ran up the carpark stairs.&lt;br /&gt;then the other stayed at this grass patch.&lt;br /&gt;then they 'fen kai' le lor.&lt;br /&gt;then we go back to the shelter there le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then...&lt;br /&gt;just continue playing vball &amp; slacking lor...&lt;br /&gt;until abt 5.30...&lt;br /&gt;my mum smsed me ask i what time finish[she dint noe i dint had training... i dint tell her...] then cause nikki the father also coming le so she walking back to school then i also follow lorz.&lt;br /&gt;so then i told my mum to come now.&lt;br /&gt;then we walked back school just nice my mother came.&lt;br /&gt;but nikki still had to wait lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i came home...&lt;br /&gt;bathed...&lt;br /&gt;ate dinner...&lt;br /&gt;watched tevee...&lt;br /&gt;then use computer le lor.&lt;br /&gt;but just now my mother duno wad happenned to her waist la.&lt;br /&gt;then very pain.&lt;br /&gt;then ask me follow her go see chinese doctor.&lt;br /&gt;then i follow lor.&lt;br /&gt;then i come back liao then blog.&lt;br /&gt;yepp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;it was once again a fun outing with my vball seniors.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY VOLLEYBALL SENIORS; NIKKI, JOLENE, CAROLYN &amp; KELLY.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-115833194978000212?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115833194978000212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=115833194978000212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/115833194978000212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/115833194978000212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/09/today.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-115810799823453645</id><published>2006-09-13T08:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T08:50:18.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOTs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i am in school, blogging!&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;first time.&lt;br /&gt;hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala~&lt;br /&gt;everyone is spamming isabel's tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;KENNETH TAN &amp; HER?&lt;br /&gt;AHEMS.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeslyn &amp; andrina are on my right now.&lt;br /&gt;right over there.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeslyn says "i'm very tired."&lt;br /&gt;&amp; andrina says "boo!"&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, jeslyn is'sooo' tired cause ytd nyte, she performed for the the district musical.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lemme tell you more since i have 2 periods here.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ytd, i met xiang jing, rachael &amp; andrina at kovan's kfc at 6.&lt;br /&gt;rach &amp; i ate popcorn chicken &amp; cheese fries for 'dinner'...&lt;br /&gt;then we took the mrt to city hall.&lt;br /&gt;we were sorta lost.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;we diddnt noe how to walk to victoria concert hall.&lt;br /&gt;so then we started flagging taxis.&lt;br /&gt;but most of them were hired...&lt;br /&gt;&amp; when we FINALLY flagged one, the uncle said "why dont you all just walk? straight ahead only &lt;i&gt;mah&lt;/i&gt;... &lt;b&gt;very near&lt;/b&gt; lor...&lt;br /&gt;then when we walked, omg so far la!&lt;br /&gt;okay la quite.&lt;br /&gt;but not "very near" lor...&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then cause the ticket wrote that 7pm the thing will start[&amp; it was alrdy 7.02], so we RAN all the way there.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;we took the booklets &amp; saw that;&lt;br /&gt;7pm- arrival of guests.&lt;br /&gt;7.30pm- guests to be seated &amp; arrival of guest of honour.&lt;br /&gt;7.45pm- show start.&lt;br /&gt;[something like that la...]&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;so wad la!&lt;br /&gt;ROAR.&lt;br /&gt;jeslyn owes andrina &amp; i a cup of drink for that!&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay la.&lt;br /&gt;i shall go read other ppl's blogs now(:&lt;br /&gt;bye, world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/edit&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=35&gt;WE WON THE DEBATES!&lt;br /&gt;OMG WE FREAKING DID IT!&lt;br /&gt;YES!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-115810799823453645?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115810799823453645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=115810799823453645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/115810799823453645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/115810799823453645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/09/woots.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-115754139787762706</id><published>2006-09-06T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T19:16:37.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today went to school for volleyball...&lt;br /&gt;[got scolded; dont wanna talk about it...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that i ate beibeimian with jodi in school while nikki, jolene &amp; kelly ate from the chinese noodles store.&lt;br /&gt;then we WALKED to hougang mall[yes, WALKED...] with andrew &amp; yi rong.&lt;br /&gt;then when we FINALLY reached, we went straight to the neo print shop to take neos.&lt;br /&gt;but the first round only jodi, nikki, jolene, kelly &amp; i took.&lt;br /&gt;second round yi rong &amp; carolyn joined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to "just a store" to buy drinks &amp; snacks.&lt;br /&gt;then nikki went home while the rest of us went back to hougang.&lt;br /&gt;then yi rong went to play basketball while jolene, kelly, carolyn &amp; i slackked at the celebration wall...&lt;br /&gt;then carolyn wanted to go to point to buy things.&lt;br /&gt;so we followed &amp; also got this guy called "situ"?&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;paiseh la but i duno him wads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we walked around, go ntuc, blahblah then decided to go home le lor.&lt;br /&gt;then jolene pei-ed me to school outside the bus stop &amp; even waited for me to board my bus first before she go off.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;then kelly left with the "situ" guy &amp; carolyn left with her "stead" yi rong.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i took 156, dropped at rosyth road there instead cause mummy wanted to pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;then she went to serangoon to buy lime.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came home, went to bathe, &amp; now blogging lorz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they took 28 pics with my camera!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;i just sent everything to kelly.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY VOLLEYBALL SENIORS; NIKKI, JOLENE, CAROLYN &amp; KELLY.&lt;br /&gt;love!&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-115754139787762706?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115754139787762706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=115754139787762706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/115754139787762706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/115754139787762706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-went-to-school-for-volleyball.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-115746152898561784</id><published>2006-09-05T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T21:05:28.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i was watching tv...&lt;br /&gt;then i received a call from shi ting.&lt;br /&gt;then she ask me where i am, wad i doing.&lt;br /&gt;then i tell her i at home watching tv lor.&lt;br /&gt;then she ask me whether want to go j8 anot.&lt;br /&gt;then i was like damn sianned at home la...&lt;br /&gt;so i agreed lor.&lt;br /&gt;i bathed, changed, got ready.&lt;br /&gt;then just nice mummy going to cold storage, so i follow her lor.&lt;br /&gt;on the way mahh.&lt;br /&gt;then when i reached heartland, i called her then she say she at minitoons.&lt;br /&gt;i went up &amp; saw jodi, isabel, jason &amp; shi ting.&lt;br /&gt;then we were like, shopping for a present for jason's cousin.&lt;br /&gt;[like, its abit fake &amp; all... lol.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after a long while, jodi &amp; isabel went off together.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; then shi ting, jason &amp; i walked to kovan mrt together.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;damn funny cause shi ting brought jason's phone in then he was freaking out &amp; all.&lt;br /&gt;xDD&lt;br /&gt;then ting &amp; i went down to wait for train while jason walked to the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the train came &amp; ting &amp; i boarded.&lt;br /&gt;then we take to dhoby then change train lor.&lt;br /&gt;on the train?&lt;br /&gt;talk talk talk.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/1600/outing%20with%20ting.%20o4o9o6%20004.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/320/outing%20with%20ting.%20o4o9o6%20004.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is shi ting &amp; i at dhoby interchange...&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the mrt to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that reached bishan le jiu go find long john's to makan.&lt;br /&gt;we like, walked around twice la.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;cause i forgot where it was.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we ate liao then went upstairs &amp; window shopped.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;then we walked around alot la.&lt;br /&gt;then go take neoprints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/1600/neoprints3..0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/320/neoprints3..0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/1600/neoprints2..0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/320/neoprints2..0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second machine.&lt;br /&gt;[this machine damn funny la!&lt;br /&gt;can like make so many of us &amp; can turn us around de!&lt;br /&gt;xD]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that we walk more lor.&lt;br /&gt;then bought agar agar then we went to the playground there to eat.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;took pictures too but she say dont want put.&lt;br /&gt;so i dont put lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that i thirsty so went to macs &amp; bought green tea.&lt;br /&gt;loves.&lt;br /&gt;then we went upstairs to shop more &amp; i bought this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/1600/outing%20with%20ting.%20o4o9o6%20015.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7071/771/320/outing%20with%20ting.%20o4o9o6%20015.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lu guang sen lin!&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;i love that show man.&lt;br /&gt;but last time channel u showing that time i diddnt catch every episode.&lt;br /&gt;so, yeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then 6.3o then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;she took bus i took train.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;then i reached kovan liaos she still in bus.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; raining summore.&lt;br /&gt;hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i slacked around like usual lor.&lt;br /&gt;then tomorrow got volleyball le.&lt;br /&gt;but on thursday i got both volley &amp; guitar leh!&lt;br /&gt;how?&lt;br /&gt;volley is 9 to 12.&lt;br /&gt;guitar is 9 to 11.&lt;br /&gt;so after guitar i go volley for 1 hour lor.&lt;br /&gt;kkays.&lt;br /&gt;dont talk le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[msn is being such an ass.&lt;br /&gt;i cant sign in!&lt;br /&gt;roar.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27250929-115746152898561784?l=tearmyheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115746152898561784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27250929&amp;postID=115746152898561784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/115746152898561784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27250929/posts/default/115746152898561784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tearmyheart-.blogspot.com/2006/09/heya-yesterday-i-was-watching-tv.html' title=''/><author><name>E/Gabriela,</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKonWdYbz9g/Tcq8lsrYmUI/AAAAAAAADjQ/v3MO7G0ESqQ/s220/Picture0226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27250929.post-115711181487783265</id><published>2006-09-01T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T22:46:44.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today went to janeris/jenaris home for CIP.&lt;br /&gt;at first, everyone was freaked out by all the old men but after the briefing &amp; the tour around the home, everyone settled down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we first went in &amp;amp; made our way to some room for a briefing on the home.&lt;br /&gt;then we took a tour.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the hall where all the people were.&lt;br /&gt;and we basically stood around.&lt;br /&gt;then it was time for us to perform.&lt;br /&gt;first we sung guan huai fang shi.&lt;br /&gt;i played the guitar with ginia, feng zhu, jeslyn &amp; andrina.&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the class sang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that was "we're all in this together"[HSM] the sing &amp;amp; dance item.&lt;br /&gt;it was a success!&lt;br /&gt;we even did an encore!&lt;br /&gt;woots!&lt;br /&gt;then the guy told us to do more things.&lt;br /&gt;so we sang "dang wo men dou zai yi qi" and/or "the more we get together".&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;lame, i noe.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that.&lt;br /&gt;wah lau my throat was pain like hell.&lt;br /&gt;rar.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to help distribute the milo &amp; biscuits we bought.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to makan lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we were supposed to interact with the old men.&lt;br /&gt;and we played games with them.&lt;br /&gt;then it was time for lunch/breakfast/brunch[i duno la. lol.]...&lt;br /&gt;so then we saw how they shifted the tables in and the chairs out and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;so it became a dinning area.&lt;br /&gt;and we also helped to distribute the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then...&lt;br /&gt;no more liaos.&lt;br /&gt;we just slacked around until they ate finish and we were sent off lors.&lt;br /&gt;yep.&lt;br /&gt;pretty tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that i suggessted to go to compass.&lt;br /&gt;cause i very long never go there liaos.&lt;br /&gt;and miss lau followed!&lt;br /&gt;the people that went were...&lt;br /&gt;jeslyn, jodi, shi ting, feng zhu, jiayun, isabel, ghim choon, matthew, nicholas, kenneth ng, jason, junze &amp;amp; miss lau.&lt;br /&gt;SHE TREATED US TO MACDONALDS!&lt;br /&gt;WOOTS!&lt;br /&gt;hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;everyone ate student meal to save kaching.&lt;br /&gt;yeps.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS MISS LAU!&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh, be jealous!&lt;br /&gt;d:&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala~&lt;br /&gt;then we took a train down to hougang.&lt;br /&gt;isabel &amp; jiayun diddnt go.[i think. paiseh. x:]&lt;br /&gt;then we took neoprints.&lt;br /&gt;something damn stupid happenned on the way to hougang.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;not gona say.&lt;br /&gt;then we took liaos then jes &amp;amp; i took mrt back to kovan lors.&lt;br /&gt;sms mum to pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;but she was in taka.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;sian.&lt;br /&gt;then i walked back all the way by myslef lorz.&lt;br /&gt;with my guitar.&lt;br /&gt;rar.&lt;br /&gt;but luckily god was good to me.&lt;br /&gt;-it wasnt raining.&lt;br /&gt;-neither was the sun shining hot-ly.&lt;br /&gt;-it was breezey[sp?].&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;thanks, God!&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i came home liaos went to scan in some old neoprints.&lt;br /&gt;cause my bro wasnt using.&lt;br /&gt;i also duno where he go la.&lt;br /&gt;cant be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;then after that went to bathe,&lt;br /&gt;ate dinner.&lt;br /&gt;and now blogging lors.&lt;br /&gt;darn, i cant install the camera software.&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;/edit&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are the pictures i took.&lt;br /&gt;but most were those at macdonalds.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/pic31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andrina, me, jeslyn.&lt;br /&gt;friends forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/canonpictures003.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boys...&lt;br /&gt;we were at the celebration wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/canonpictures004.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isabel feeding the uncle porridge.&lt;br /&gt;he had no strength or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/canonpictures005.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;richginia helping out too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/canonpictures014.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/canonpictures006.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jason, junze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/canonpictures007.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;junze, nicholas, jodi, fengzhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/canonpictures008.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jasper &amp; matthew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/canonpictures010.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;benedict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/canonpictures011.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiangjing, jiahui, maureen[blocked] &amp;amp; jiayun talking to the uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/canonpictures013.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fengzhu &amp; jodi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/canonpictures016.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots.&lt;br /&gt;at macdonalds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/misslau1.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISS LAU!&lt;br /&gt;thanks so much once again!&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/canonpictures022.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots.&lt;br /&gt;burger tower surrounded by cokes.&lt;br /&gt;xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/canonpictures028.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone eating &amp;amp; chatting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/canonpictures030.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fengzhu &amp; i.&lt;br /&gt;black&amp;amp;white effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/canonpictures035.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ghim choon &amp; kenneth ng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/canonpictures033.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matthew &amp;amp; nicholas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y17/bluerayangel/canonpictures034.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jason &amp;amp; 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