<?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-19051342</id><updated>2011-07-28T23:47:47.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>innocence;</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>198</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-7479815051088358812</id><published>2010-10-20T23:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T23:39:16.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; the smell lingers</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I got it wrong it wasn't suppose to be 5 informative websites. Anyway I should have thought of that right? I mean why would anyone link the whole wikipedia site? That really is silly of me. Anyway okay, this is where I would make the necessary changes. But before that, let me talk about how SMELLY ground up eggshells are. I swear, they are worse than ten times the intensity of ammonia shoved in your face. Anything but smelling the smashed up eggshells again oh good gracious. Anyhow, yong giwon and I did enjoy ourselves very much. I guess its the good company as well. Peeling egg whites off from eggshells would be a terribly boring thing to do without the company of such funny and nice friends, and of course a really humorous teacher who keeps playing bejeweled. Before that, Julia was saying she plays bejeweled too and that got me thinking. Why do i always not play games that most people play? I play games like Fastest Reaction, the Idiot Test and Typershark and games which hone the most unnecessary skills ever, that boost my ego hahaha. Oh but Im a big fan of Tap Tap hee (: Okay, before I get carried awayyy, the 6 informative sites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 &lt;a href="http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2010/06/100628075744.htm"&gt;http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2010/06/100628075744.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02 &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2010/09/26/arts/design/26masdar-graphic.html?ref=design"&gt;http://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2010/09/26/arts/design/26masdar-graphic.html?ref=design&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03 &lt;a href="http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2009/09/090922112209.htm"&gt;http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2009/09/090922112209.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04 &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sustainability#Environmental_management"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sustainability#Environmental_management&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05 &lt;a href="http://www.ted.com/talks/lang/eng/alex_steffen_sees_a_sustainable_future.html"&gt;http://www.ted.com/talks/lang/eng/alex_steffen_sees_a_sustainable_future.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06 &lt;a href="http://www.ted.com/talks/lang/eng/mark_bittman_on_what_s_wrong_with_what_we_eat.html"&gt;http://www.ted.com/talks/lang/eng/mark_bittman_on_what_s_wrong_with_what_we_eat.htm&lt;br /&gt;l&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh which reminds me how ted.com is so wonderful wheee ~ I have some of them on my iphone: some are really boring yawns but some are really intriguing. I like the idea of a platform where people from different walks of life, in different fields of speciality, sharing their ideas and perspective. It really widens our points of view and who knows, closer to the truth? ANYWAY I dont like chinese :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not even that I hate chinese, it is that chinese hates me. I really want to love you dear chinese but can you be less irritating and annyoing with your really hateful characters and workload? Sighs its only a wednesday. I want my weekend to come. And its not even that I get to enjoy them. At least it makes the weekdays more bearable. I hate this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;and gosh I can still smell that egg shells around. I hope chicks don't haunt me in my dreams tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-7479815051088358812?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/7479815051088358812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=7479815051088358812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/7479815051088358812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/7479815051088358812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2010/10/smell-lingers.html' title='&amp; the smell lingers'/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-5451985481140985217</id><published>2010-10-18T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T00:10:55.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&amp;amp; the five informative sites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such well self-explanatory titles HAI DR NG. So, suppose to find 5 educational and informative sites which helped to explain certain new ideas or concepts I came across which is beyond my ken.&lt;br /&gt;Well this is all the more appropriate for me to do, because firstly, I tend to not understand new things very well, and second, I always look to the internet for help. Hooray. Score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01) Okay first, Wikipedia would top my list. Common as it is, inaccurate as it might sometimes be, it is definitely the most convenient and useful site which I would go to for any new concepts that need explanation. It also compartmentalise information for you like background, examples, history, so it is easy to filter through the information to get to where you want to read. Thumbs up. &lt;a href="http://www.wikipedia.org/"&gt;http://www.wikipedia.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02) Is Youtube counted? Media, video and interactivity are very my thing, it really makes learning so much more enjoyable yet memorable. They say a picture paints a thousand words, I say a video paints a million. Youtube is not all entertainment and music, there are actually people who post really informative stuff up there, like Dr Ng, my Chem teacher who posted helpful exam prep podcast ;) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03) I really like the New York Times. Maybe its the font, maybe its the new york, but whatever it is, it got to be one website that I would enjoy reading if I have to read something really heavy and intellectual. Just search for the keyword which you don't understand, and wham a whole range of articles would appear yay (:  &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/"&gt;http://www.nytimes.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04) Science Daily is pretty decent too. It is something like the new york times, just that they report more science facts. Also, for the search engine, they have this matching system whereby they would match the article that would be more relevant to your keyword search, like for example they would mention 63% match and so on, so you would save time by looking at those 90-100% match &lt;a href="http://www.sciencedaily.com/"&gt;http://www.sciencedaily.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05) National Geographic is helpful for its amazing stunning yet informative photographs, which really says a lot if one were to analyse it further. It doesn't just cover the geographic aspect, like it names suggest, it actually ventures into areas such as travel, history, photography and many more. They also have the National Geographic Asia, so its easy to view from an Asian perspective. &lt;a href="http://www.nationalgeographic.com/"&gt;http://www.nationalgeographic.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-5451985481140985217?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/5451985481140985217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=5451985481140985217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/5451985481140985217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/5451985481140985217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2010/10/five-informative-sites-such-well-self.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-1421551660148956310</id><published>2010-10-18T23:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T23:51:32.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green food choice may not be so green</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;amp; we are what we eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fifth and (might be) final article of the day, at least: &lt;a href="http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2010/04/100401101521.htm"&gt;Green food choice may not be so green&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All vegans and vegetarians out there, you might not be doing as much good as you think you are doing. The author stressed that the reduction of greenhouse emissions for the whole of food consumption, if everyone were to become the aforementioned vegans or vegetarians or all of the above, is only a mere 7%, which is very measely, compared to lets say reducing industrial emission.&lt;br /&gt;Just to do a short quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;"We should be paying more attention to social learning and to the notion of working towards food sustainability and security. In general, sustainable consumption might be possible by introducing services to substitute for material consumption. Although food itself cannot be substituted, a lot can be done at the household level to improve sustainability of food provisioning and reduce food wastage." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the author is being very vague here but what I can infer is that we should take a look at the broader image and see how we can benefit the environment at large, instead of just taking into account insignificant individual dietary habits. The idea of food sustainability is a very current one. Even Maslow himself talked about what would happen to the world if the population ran out of food, and we are not talking about the ineffective distribution of food or the inaccessibility and unaffordability, but the sheer fact that there just isn't enough food for everyone. What would happen then? Or rather, is it even possible to reach that stage this tragic? Will humans really find no way else to ensure food sustainability?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing is for sure, if lands were to be continued to be deforested so frequently and farmers were to overfarm and spam insecticides and fertilisers, that might become a reality. So the key is really simple, in fact, it applies very readily to all aspects of life as well. The idea is to always maintain a balancing act with all stakeholders involved, and in our 21st century, the three key areas would be the economy, society and environment (which the former two is largely dependent upon). This idea sounds better on paper and it is really difficult to implement or monitor such sustainability concepts, but perhaps this balancing act itself will be a crucial 21st century challenge that we all have to rally to overcome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-1421551660148956310?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/1421551660148956310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=1421551660148956310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/1421551660148956310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/1421551660148956310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2010/10/green-food-choice-may-not-be-so-green.html' title='Green food choice may not be so green'/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-906831347537674092</id><published>2010-10-18T23:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T00:11:53.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sustainable city rises in Arabian desert</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;amp; the tale of a new city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go the fourth article:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/09/26/arts/design/26masdar.html?_r=1&amp;amp;pagewanted=all"&gt;http://www.nytimes.com/2010/09/26/arts/design/26masdar.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is by far the most interesting. A sustainable city rises amidst the Arabian desert. The architect and developer of this project mentioned on how he reflected on past civilisations and their way of life and drew inspiration from how simple yet sustainable the living conditions are for people at that time, and decided to mold it to fit our 21st century context, which I thought is something really ingenious. It is really interesting in the end, how humans tend to draw inspiration from history or the past for future development, which is really ironic if you think about it. Doesn't this cycle or pattern say something about the development of civilisation over the past hundreds of years? That sometimes we should just be contented with our current situation and not embark on projects which are out of our boundaries i.e compromising the other aspects such as the environment and society for pure economic growth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, this city is really amazing, but it also got me to think: Does this dude make a city like that for pure concerns for the environment or is he just out to have fame and attention which he now successfully gets? The line is always blur in the middle but whatever his motives are, I just hope all works fine in the end. That during the process of construction, raw materials were not used excessively, that no unnecessary and excessively huge amount of money would be spend to maintain such an expensive and classy city. All in the name for sustainability and growing green?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are indeed a lot of people who are willing to label their products "green"for the sake of greater profits and marketing benefits. While it might seem like a win-win situation, the ethical aspect is definitely compromised. How then again, do we really measure, what is "green"? Is there a need to have a more focused and concise definition of "environmentally-friendly" ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-906831347537674092?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/906831347537674092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=906831347537674092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/906831347537674092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/906831347537674092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2010/10/tale-of-new-city-there-you-go-fourth.html' title='Sustainable city rises in Arabian desert'/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-6224882184915386190</id><published>2010-10-18T19:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T19:41:39.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ethical issues ignored in teaching, research of sustainability, expert argues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;amp; Going Backwards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the third article: &lt;a href="http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2010/07/100701183528.htm"&gt;Ethical issues ignored in teaching, research of sustainability, expert argues&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah, this article really forms the heart of the issue, doesn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-6224882184915386190?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/6224882184915386190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=6224882184915386190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/6224882184915386190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/6224882184915386190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2010/10/ethical-issues-ignored-in-teaching.html' title='Ethical issues ignored in teaching, research of sustainability, expert argues'/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-2936887879353099502</id><published>2010-10-18T19:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T19:37:46.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plugging Into An Electric Vehicle Revolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&amp;amp; SERIOUSLY, I PREFER MY OLD VOLKSWAGEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There we go, my second article: &lt;a href="http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2009/10/091027101409.htm"&gt;Plugging Into An Electric Vehicle Revolution&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a funny thing because I've seen lots of news on how companies are trying to come up with a new electric car which uses lesser fuel, is electrically-charged and environmentally-friendly, and I never really thought about it as a revolution. Revolution is a powerful word to use here, my history teacher used to tell me. Not every commotion is a revolution, he says. But in a way yes, environmentally-friendly vehicles might just be the key to save the world. Just look at the often congested (no I would not use congested, but squeezed rather) roads of China and India and you see just how much CO2 was emitted while the seconds tick. And urging the public to take public transport is not going to be a long term solution, moreover, I still want to drive and look cool. So all hail the next nobel prize winner who would come up with an amazing electric car which looks really sleek and we might just all be riding our way into a greener future (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-2936887879353099502?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/2936887879353099502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=2936887879353099502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/2936887879353099502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/2936887879353099502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2010/10/plugging-into-electric-vehicle.html' title='Plugging Into An Electric Vehicle Revolution'/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-8006438415391140769</id><published>2010-10-18T19:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T19:27:49.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Americans using less energy, more renewables</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&amp;amp; Such Happy News&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There we go, my first article: &lt;a href="http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2010/08/100824092412.htm"&gt;Americans using less energy, more renewables&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY hurray for Americans, finally they are doing something right. How accurate this report might be I am not sure. After all, isn't it slightly hard to balance environmental concerns in light of the global meltdown that plagued America so badly? But whatever it is, it is definitely a good start. Sometimes it only takes one global leader to act before the rest follows suit. What failed in Copenhagen recently is because neither global powers wished to be a pushover to cut down CO2 emission first, kind of like the arms race that happened 60 years ago, when neither country wished to reduce their number of nuclear weapons. But yay, a good start for the first article (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-8006438415391140769?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/8006438415391140769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=8006438415391140769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/8006438415391140769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/8006438415391140769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2010/10/americans-using-less-energy-more.html' title='Americans using less energy, more renewables'/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-5795644411168093164</id><published>2010-10-18T18:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T19:16:24.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&amp;amp; that man is not truly one, but two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAI DEAD BLOG. Desperate times call for the need to revive this dead since forever blog. I hope no one checks this though because what I am about to do with this blog is thoroughly embarrassing. You see, options grading are very important to a perfectionist like a virgo, so I've decided to use this for my Article Review which is 20% oh wow for my Chemistry Options Sustainability in the 21st Century. and HAI DR NG. So forgive all the links that I am about to put up soon, but in the way, it is a good way to do something like that instead of ranting on mindless egoistical words on my life blahblahblah. Who knows I might start actually doing something productive on the internet one day, like huh linking articles on my blog, rather than thinking of something cool to write on my fb status all the time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;With every day, and from both sides of my intelligence, the moral and the intellectual, I thus drew steadily nearer to the truth. by whose partial discovery I have been doomed to such a dreadful shipwreck: that man is not truly one, but truly two."&lt;br /&gt;- Dr Jekyll/ Mr Hyde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Finished reading a beautiful classic book that got me thinking about the duality of human beings. Might it be sufficiently true, that somewhere deep within, we long for a certain liberty far different from our outward portrayal? If so, how would that be manifested? You are scary, Stevenson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there goes my article linking (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-5795644411168093164?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/5795644411168093164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=5795644411168093164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/5795644411168093164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/5795644411168093164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2010/10/that-man-is-not-truly-one-but-two-hai.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-6252175135066333589</id><published>2009-08-24T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T23:53:36.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;;armour me tight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a quick one before I go off to dreamland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday is always a good day and I hope Jean's speech went fine today. she would totally kill it I just know. math really stinkssss. anyway I came home and watched miss universe pageant today teheheh! Its so hilarious hearing phionna and my mum, yes my mum, bitching about the girls' fake smile and abs and what not. I mean, they totally stole my job. hahaha it was so funny and the results were so unexpected because we expected Miss Australia or Miss Porta Reco (sp?) to win or something, and Miss Venezuela won AGAIN AGAIN. Gosh. the former 2008 Miss Universe was also from Venezuela and I think we all kindof get the point that the country grooms really beautiful women and talented stars but but isn't it enough alreadyy. anyway this year's really interesting to watch because its held in Atlantis, bahama islandssss (: oh my goose i swear that place is a paradise :/ OKAY OKAY I really could go on ranting about it but I want to sleep early (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Courage is what it takes to stand up and speak. Courage is also what it takes to sit down and listen."&lt;br /&gt;Winston Churchill&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-6252175135066333589?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/6252175135066333589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=6252175135066333589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/6252175135066333589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/6252175135066333589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2009/08/armour-me-tight-just-quick-one-before-i.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-2020388175480858133</id><published>2009-08-23T22:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T22:16:47.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&amp;amp; when all else fails, we dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHHE (: im really happy today yay! im about 1/3 through BOF and its so amazinggg (: HEHEHEH OMG OMG OMG (: my weekend has been really nice and life is so much fun when you forget exams and all! LALALALALAAL (: ANYWAY I THINK LEEMINHO IS SO SO CUTE (: AND AND I LOVE TALKING ABOUT HIM TO SAM. I have to marvel sometimes, at what life throws at me yknow. Anywayy I think im being very foolish getting addicted to a korean drama which everyone watched 100 times over and maybe already got over it. So, I have so few people to squeal to but thank goodness for sam sam sam (: HEHEHEH OH ANYWAY I went to catch GI JOE with alanna and samantha after our chineseee paper and idk but that moment kind of marks the start of the escatic feeling I have now! Maybe, I do derive joy from all the friends, going out and everything. But sometimes, it can be dangerous cant it. I do have to learn how to spend time with me alone and maybe go to movies alone. WHICH I AM GOING TO DO SOMEDAY (: Oh oh anyway we went to celebrate my grandmum's birthday today at this really cool restaurant. Its a japanese cum french restaurant I think because they serve such interesting food and federick was complaining throughout about how the plates were so big but the portion size is so small. It was so funny (: I guess thats like how they say the more you pay, the lessser you get. but lesser is more? HAHAHAHA okay this is not working anyway anyway im realllllly happy because after this weeek, I wont have exams for about 4 more weeks before the EYAs. But in the meantime, I am just going to live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-2020388175480858133?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/2020388175480858133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=2020388175480858133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/2020388175480858133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/2020388175480858133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-all-else-fails-we-dont-hehehhe-im.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-7232957482694523237</id><published>2009-08-15T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T23:37:06.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg omg look at the below post, I didnt even realise that I blogged on 11.11pm (: (: (: I promise it wasn't intentional. Isn't life so amazing sometimesss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-7232957482694523237?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/7232957482694523237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=7232957482694523237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/7232957482694523237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/7232957482694523237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2009/08/omg-omg-look-at-below-post-i-didnt-even.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-2096932328916087230</id><published>2009-08-15T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T23:26:02.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&amp;amp; born into eyes not by my own decision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: im feeling so happayeee hehehhe cause i just finished watching boys over flowers on teevee. yes, im following the teevee's slow pace of showing BOF and and i know its a little slow now, because everyone has already watched bof like ten times or something and im still stuck at the 12th or 13th episode but that's the whole point (: I am going to train myself to endure and wait patiently for every week to come, then only will I appreciate it even more right! So, no one disturbs me on saturday nightsss (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this week was pretty much really hectic. Especially history pt gosh, but I was really lucky to have such amazing friends who came down and film for me (: You know I realise that sometimes a little could really go a long way, and sometimes an insignificant "how are you""might actually make a person's day! So, never underestimate the power of mankind (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that most of the pts are done, except SS, I have to start studying for my double humanities paper ugh :/ humanities are really driving me nuts, you have to burst your brain during lessons thinking about questions and questions and doing mindmaps and explaining causual links and profound factors and discuss this debate that, and its really driving me crazy, but I somehow like it. I like how we are forced to think and doubt but I hate it when my mind just doesn't want to exercise. I had to very verbally scream at my head and ask it to think last friday, oh which reminds me what a painful day it was for me. It was like a bloody sunday, except that it falls on friday this time round. It was really chaotic trying to get my history pt to work, burn the disc, run down to ICT dept, borrow tie, copy work and everything(: so glad I got through it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh im hearing david a's in this moment now (: I think music is really really awesome (: Just a moment ago, I was viewing all my fb picturess and I think I could proudly say that you know, if anything were to happen to me, I would not regret anything that has happened. Sure, I would like to see the world, go backpack, get married on the moon and everything but sometimes I think whatever memories I have now is already enough to last me a lifetime. I have such amazing friends and family and everything else is just a bonus, just an enhancement. I really don't know what I am blabbering about here but yeah I don't know. I think I would be able to sleep well tonight (:&lt;br /&gt;Alright, off to my last three papersssssssssssss (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; she's more real than the real hantu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-2096932328916087230?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/2096932328916087230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=2096932328916087230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/2096932328916087230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/2096932328916087230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2009/08/born-into-eyes-not-by-my-own-decision.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-3636586235828963932</id><published>2009-08-07T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T22:33:54.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH I FORGOTTEN TO ADD IN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today someone sent a text saying something about that moment being the,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;strong&gt;34&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; seconds, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5.6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hours and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;th &lt;strong&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;august 200&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so i think its really cool like 7/8/09 kindof thing? but there would be 8/9/10 next year so i guess its not once in a lifetime ? but its even more special this year, cause it lies in the month of august (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-3636586235828963932?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/3636586235828963932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=3636586235828963932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/3636586235828963932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/3636586235828963932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-i-forgotten-to-add-in-today-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-3353311666830089463</id><published>2009-08-07T22:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T22:27:38.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;; feel it, if not get out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHA OMG OMG OMG IM WATCHING TITANIC ON YOUTUBE AND IT really makes me want to cry all over again. omg omg save me please. at this rate im living life, im going to really migrate and live on a cruise and wait for Jack for a century. AH this is killing me. anyway, philo lesson today was so so so funny. hahahah, commensense realism and whats the other one. It is so funny because we all started doubting ourselves and like its really scary you know, having all that you always believed in suddenly become an illusion. Anyway really cool stuff to know HAHAHAHA go go google plato's cave and the hollow mask effect yes yes! SO NDP today was pretty good I must say, courtesy of my dogs (: but I was mainly rushing around and stuff with alanna and boon so didn't really get to enjoy the performance that much BUT WHY are there such few songs this year anyway pfftt. I always love the last part of ANY school events when we all sing songs and jump and shake sexy asses teheheheh, especially with all your lovely friends around you. really makes me smile when I even think about this. omg im writing with no paragraphs and improper sentences I just realised my punctuations are really screwed too. I think my brain really moves faster than my hands. Do you think mind processes go faster than the speed of light? I always like to think mine does (: ANYWAY I have so much stuff to say, school is really amazing and thank goodness for someone like Jean whos such a darling seriously. I won't be able to make through it alll without alll ofyou guys, which reminds me YUFEI GET WELL SOON (: cause now im sitting all ALONE by myself during eng and math classes cause my dear yufei is sick and shiqi is in a different classs so im alone and its not a nice feeling because the classes are so boring and you just want someone to talk to. I MISS YONG AND ILIANA AND JEAN SO MUCH I WANT THEM RIGHT HERE BESIDE ME. I missed training with batchmates and the killer sun and all the excessive application of sunblock. this is not a good time to misss stufff because because the exams are coming up and i havent started revising im dead. this whole week i've been always falling asleep while studying because for those who havent beenn to my house, my desk is right beside my bed. what cool zen arrangement. im really tired today, the rehearsals are seriously making me so so tired with the crazy energy level and dance numbers and it being 7 hours long./ ugh so glad todays a friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367227318446815330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/Snw4zzDLeGI/AAAAAAAAAaA/HiMJCRYYa_s/s320/5820_111655959961_699244961_2306016_7941259_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and the earth shatters when we jump &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367227696899197458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/Snw5J05QihI/AAAAAAAAAaI/v9C-gtbhVDY/s320/5064_97900352122_600172122_2124528_5894269_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i shall end with such a positive picture (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s jean you'll look lovely tomorrow i just know (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-3353311666830089463?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/3353311666830089463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=3353311666830089463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/3353311666830089463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/3353311666830089463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2009/08/feel-it-if-not-get-out.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/Snw4zzDLeGI/AAAAAAAAAaA/HiMJCRYYa_s/s72-c/5820_111655959961_699244961_2306016_7941259_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-6021877820164250562</id><published>2009-08-04T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T21:36:33.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dont run so fast, please ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've never been so disappointed in myself ever.&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I would have this day, though. I always thought I knew the meaning of contentment and good-enoughs. but life demands much more. why ): this is eating me up. bit by bit, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant catch up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-6021877820164250562?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/6021877820164250562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=6021877820164250562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/6021877820164250562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/6021877820164250562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-run-so-fast-please-ive-never-been.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-3716402633428460125</id><published>2009-07-31T15:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T16:18:32.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&amp;amp; I'll never let go Jack, I promise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SnKkauVosdI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/eVpt2mb00wA/s1600-h/titanic-movie-16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364530885174014418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SnKkauVosdI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/eVpt2mb00wA/s320/titanic-movie-16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; TITANIC ):&lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR ITS SUCH A GOOD MOVIE YOU CAN KEEP CRYING OVER AND OVER FOR HOURS. AND IT DOESNT HELP THAT YOU HAVE A VERY BAD COUGH SO YOU'RE LIKE CHOKING ON YOUR TEARS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously. the movie is really good. shit. Just hearing the song makes me want to cry all over again AGAIN. stupid dicaprio, such a fine portrayal of Jack. I HATE TRAGEDIES ): I HATE TITANIC.&lt;br /&gt;I watched titanic just yesterday cause I was really bored at home and I was too sick to get out of bed to do anything else so I turned on my recorded shows and pressed the play button, not knowing what I have gotten myself into. AND THERE IT IS. LITRES AND PAILS OF TEARS. AND ITS ALL THE STUPID SONG'S FAULT BECAUSE IT HAS SUCH A MELANCHONIC TUNE TO IT AND JUST MAKES YOU WANT TO CRY EVEN HARDER. And it doesnt help that the actor and actresses are so good and dicaprio is so good-looking and he died.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, thats it. When I go back to school and people ask me how's being sick and stuck at home and everything, I'll tell them that I watched Titanic and cried. alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000701/"&gt;Rose&lt;/a&gt;: I love you, Jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000138/"&gt;Jack&lt;/a&gt;: Don't you do that, don't say your good-byes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000701/"&gt;Rose&lt;/a&gt;: I'm so cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000138/"&gt;Jack&lt;/a&gt;: Listen, Rose. You're gonna get out of here, you're gonna go on and make lots of babies, and you're gonna watch them grow. You're gonna die an old... an old lady warm in her bed, but not here, not this night. Not like this, do you understand me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000701/"&gt;Rose&lt;/a&gt;: I can't feel my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000138/"&gt;Jack&lt;/a&gt;: Winning that ticket, Rose, was the best thing that ever happened to me... it brought me to you. And I'm thankful for that, Rose. I'm thankful. You must do me this honor, Rose. Promise me you'll survive. That you won't give up, no matter what happens, no matter how hopeless. Promise me now, Rose, and never let go of that promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000701/"&gt;Rose&lt;/a&gt;: I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000138/"&gt;Jack&lt;/a&gt;: Never let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000701/"&gt;Rose&lt;/a&gt;: I'll never let go. I'll never let go, Jack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH AH AH IM A SUCKER FOR ROMANCE. my heart can't take it anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-3716402633428460125?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/3716402633428460125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=3716402633428460125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/3716402633428460125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/3716402633428460125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2009/07/ill-never-let-go-jack-i-promise-titanic.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SnKkauVosdI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/eVpt2mb00wA/s72-c/titanic-movie-16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-6323468667192693419</id><published>2009-07-25T22:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T23:01:04.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&amp;amp; sloth gets the girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay, the weekends are here (: I must say, this whole week has been pretty good, and im almost done with my geog peetee yay (: GOODNESS BUT BUT I still have more to go so I shall not get carried away. Anyway, on thursday, Yufei dragged me to watch thriple bill which showcases three drama school pieces at their SYF and they're really really cool (: We went to support Jasmine la, shes so cute albeit acting such a creepy character. The arts house is a really pretty place and they have exhibitions by Lasalle there too. So we went to take a look. OH BEFORE THAT we went to do our work at the ACM (ancient civilisation museum). I tell you, its the best place to study/do work or whatsoever because its so quiet and theres music in the background and and the whole environment just deserves three thumbs up! HAHAHA I love myself for finding that place hee (: Oh ya, so it was Germaine Yufei and catshin that went with me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay I got to say all the plays were really good, especially the first two: Fearful symmetry and some Seven Deadly sins thing. Watching them is just so exhilarating because we all had nightmares watching their play. They're just so intense and well done! okay picturesss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362402515239819202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SmsUrSeH18I/AAAAAAAAAY4/7sYftCRSJjg/s320/HAIII0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;we were all debating over that long brown thing behind us, and it turns out to be a GRAIN?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362402520019251538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SmsUrkRoMVI/AAAAAAAAAZA/OW7gow9IzGQ/s320/HAIII0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;oh oh oh, this is the coolest shit on earth. the white part on the floor is actually the shadow AMAZING how 4-d their brain must be manzxzxz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362402527553623858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SmsUsAV9lzI/AAAAAAAAAZI/KRtA3EULUIk/s320/HAIII0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt; oooh, this is really really cute. how about a mini clayderman (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362402535354301090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SmsUsdZyeqI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/S-XzoyYn-iw/s320/HAIII0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;oh yeah, we were so bored during the intermission, we decided to decorate masks teehe!it was suppose to be fearful, but idk what i wrote perfect. it just sounds together right, perfect symmetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362402547976990978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SmsUtMbRcQI/AAAAAAAAAZY/BWLYxh6CgYU/s320/HAIII0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;POLARIOD POLARIOD POLARIOD I WANT ÖNE ): RHD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362410376333775090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/Smsb03U-UPI/AAAAAAAAAZg/0KH3G5y4q3w/s320/HAIII0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THEHEHEH what a fail jump shot. obviously have no experience with polariodss but STILLL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH YES AND JAP BUFFEET WHEEE~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362410388293058706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/Smsb1j4SgJI/AAAAAAAAAZw/p64a85ZtP1g/s320/Lovely0440.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362410387109750562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/Smsb1feKpyI/AAAAAAAAAZo/Rdt14rtteCk/s320/Lovely0439.jpg" border="0" /&gt;seriously, you can just keep ordering. the best part is that, you don't have to walk up to some elongated table and pick food on your plates and look like a glutton. Just smile and look at the waitress and say "can I have more unagi please""(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satuday is ending :/ Had rehearsals today, pretty good. We finally learnt a song hee (: oh oh oh piano studio rehearsal tomoorroww. I swear they're ripping my holes off yknow, 1 min is 1 dollar AHHH. Ohwelllss anyway my piano exam is nearing and already now, when i practise scales, im already like missing flats and sharpss. EEEEK. alright, im going to play boards game now (: they prevent dementia! &lt;em&gt;I GAVE UP ON MY PEETEE ALREADY STINKS.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-6323468667192693419?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/6323468667192693419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=6323468667192693419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/6323468667192693419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/6323468667192693419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2009/07/sloth-gets-girl-yay-weekends-are-here-i.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SmsUrSeH18I/AAAAAAAAAY4/7sYftCRSJjg/s72-c/HAIII0007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-3970549936985736093</id><published>2009-07-22T18:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T19:00:25.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;; tonight, we have the Eiffel to ourselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its wednesday, and Im suffering from post-LOA. Lessons has been really fast-paced yet time always passes so slowly. AND the teachers are all pushing and pushing and Im really sick of it, and so are many I think. One by one, I see my classmates all shagged out, listless and just so dull, and it really hurts to see them all blank. People taking naps when they can, refusing to go down for recesses, doing work even after lessons ended and all. It must have really been hard. Well, probably because I had the whole of previous week off to rejuvenate and recharge my energy, so thats why I don't suffer from this, yet. Its only the fourth week of the third term and people are already dragging themselves to school.Hollywood got it all wrong, schools are not all sing and dance, joy and laughter. Therein lies the fragile little hearts struggling to cope with the emotional turbulence, upcoming projects and exams and DID I MENTION I HAVE PROJECTS DATELINE WEEK AFTER ANOTHER, CONSECUTIVELY. Seriously, THIS ALL STINKS. Okay, its not all that dramatic. On the lighter side, maybe its just because it rained the whole morning today thats why all seemed so down. OH ECLIPSE TODAY (: Didn't really get to see much because it rained and Mr Ganesh was like, precisely there's an eclipse thats why the sky's so dark. But we're all like No, we can't see the eclipse cause the sky is dark. HAHAH there is a difference. I think school's fun but really, Im starting to lose it because everyone around me hates school :/ Dont get me wrong, I really detest the homework and projects and WORK DONE and not understanding physics and stuff but I really like the company, and its the friends and classmates and random people I see in school that keep me going. Now even that is gone ):&lt;br /&gt;Its really hard trying to be so positive and everything when everyone around you gets so sad, and im not saying its their fault dont get me wrong! I just want to make them feel happy again, but I guess everyone is just tired. Tired of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have paragraphing issues. Anyway, polariods are really pretty cool but they cost bombs and Im not sure if I could manage to save that much money. Even if I did have the money, I wouldn't bear to spend it on them ugh. Rehearsals are really taking a toll on me, the demands that someone has to meet. Its really hard because it really gets creepy when you uncover your mask and look deep within for who you really are. Then, i see that im so ugly inside and everything, and there're really scary you know. Guess acting is not as easy as it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just might need that little another drip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-3970549936985736093?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/3970549936985736093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=3970549936985736093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/3970549936985736093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/3970549936985736093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2009/07/tonight-we-have-eiffel-to-ourselves-its.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-5624712252350853121</id><published>2009-07-19T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T11:46:05.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>answer the phone, please.&lt;br /&gt;its already the tenth time ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-5624712252350853121?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/5624712252350853121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=5624712252350853121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/5624712252350853121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/5624712252350853121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2009/07/answer-phone-please.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-8030041072292997395</id><published>2009-07-17T12:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T16:52:25.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;live fast, love hard, die young;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 11 today; yeah so much for wanting to do geog pt first thing in the morning cause guess what its already way past noon and Im still here. I don't usually wake up so late, but I have a very good explanation for it: project runway (: I finally found the time to watch my long due project runway finale yesterday night, at 1am! This is because my dear parents were hogging onto the television. You can force your sister out of the computer, but not your parents. So I waited since 12 for them to finish watching their whatever show, but I did maths in the meantime and I got really frustrated because I didn't know how to do alot of questionss. And I feel that I have all the right in the world to not know how to do, because I didn't attend any math lessons (except 1 which just went through Eulid or something) and çoordinate geometry is totally beyond my ken. So, I tore my paper, flushed it down the toilet bowl and my heart went down with it. Anyway, I had to admit I made a pretty good speech, with all the freaking in-betweens. You know how sometimes when you're so mad at something, words just blurt out, and pretty convincingly I must say. So I was complaining to Phionna about PTs and how some people just love to do PTs and just LOVE to rub it in and it lasted about 5 min. If only I could deliver such energy for my ss PT. AH, there we go again:PTs. Okay, rant over.&lt;br /&gt;I read history notes today, after lagging for a month or so, I've finally brought my ever-roaming eyes to the small and impossible texts of the French Revolution. There were a lot of ideass sprouting up at the back of my head as I was &lt;em&gt;glancing&lt;/em&gt; through it. Like, do you know in 1712, people already started to talk about social contract, liberty and equality? They even explained why so, claiming similarities from our stone age ancestors. It is so ironic that man are born free, but who are already restricted because of their birth. I remembered how this teacher in my speech and drama class would preach about roaming the world and claiming that all lands belongs to him, no universal rule or whatsoever. Then, he ends off with this real punch, saying " but man choose to obey". I don't know, it just seem really kickass that time hahah (: Okay, this is too much to think of for one day. Jean-Jacques Rosseau probably summarised this better than I do:&lt;br /&gt;Man is born free, and everywhere he is in chains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my cousins are coming over today (: kerriokie ftw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drug tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;with bells charming across the satinet lycras&lt;br /&gt;Love and let live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-8030041072292997395?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/8030041072292997395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=8030041072292997395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/8030041072292997395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/8030041072292997395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2009/07/live-fast-love-hard-die-young-i-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-54102922210472069</id><published>2009-07-16T22:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T22:24:38.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY BIG FAT BIRTHDAY MUM (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;im sure she had a whale of her time, considering the fact that my dad had to take leave, I had to go off quarantine and phionna missed a day in school. and thats all because its her BIRTHDAY haha. you're a queen, mum/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we all went to this really really awesome SHIMA (jap restaurant) at goodwood park, and its JAPANESE BUFFETTTT. ah, all my life, I've been waiting for a japanese buffet. I mean, japanese food is enough to make me falter, but a BUFFET?! im just floating on seventh heaven hee. its really really good. and i'll probably post pictures some other time or something im dead tired.&lt;br /&gt;OH OH OH OH AND THEN WE WENT TO WATCH &lt;u&gt;HARRRY POTTTERRRRR&lt;/u&gt; AHHH. I thought it was pretty good. Well,the plot didn't fair well compared to the prequels, i mean so what is snape is the half-blood prince right?! LIKE SO SO SO HE FREAKING KILLED DUMBLEDORE AND I HATE HIM :/ well, I know this is a bit slow and many million people would have already posted this way before now, when the sixth book was out but FYI I don't readdd. nor follow harry potterrr. so so dumbledore (is this even how you spell his name) died pfft and snape killed him. He's such an ass HMPH. ohwellas. But I like the cinematography the best (: Really great camera skills and lighting and sound haha. Ever since we did movie reviews in school, I started to appreciate the other factors better. Normally when I watch a movie, I'll just be like "oooh hot guy" or like " the plot stinks cause he dumped the girl" or something. I paid more attention to the sounds this time and I realised their sounds are really detailed like, they even have the creaking of the door and the crunching of the biscuit (: I was grinning when I walked out of the cinemaa. Real good stufff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow is FRIDAY. well, technically it really doesn't make a lot of difference to me, because everyday seems like friday to me this whole week ;) So, for those who are out there still doing SHIT HEAD MY PTS ARE SCREWED. OH GOSH OH GOSH im goinng to dieee :/ screwwww. okay, remember to breathe. yes. okay good. uh alright, shit i need a timetablee ahh. OKAY IM GOING TO DO GEOG FIRST THING IN THE MORNING TOMORROW CAUSE or should i start now. NO TOMORROW. i only have a week left :/ How am I going to start a have-yet-to-touch project? ):&lt;br /&gt;okay whatever, LIFE STINKS. I need a perfume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; i need liquid luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-54102922210472069?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/54102922210472069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=54102922210472069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/54102922210472069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/54102922210472069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-big-fat-birthday-mum-im-sure-she.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-460578159811401275</id><published>2009-07-14T19:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T19:46:18.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHAHA OH MY SHIT WHY DO I KEEP POSTING.&lt;br /&gt;anyway the school just called me and it was miss christina! ahaha shes so adorable. Anyway, she said that I can only go back to school next monday which means I have a one week holiday YAY (: ahahhaha so on monday when I go back to school, then I'll die. so much catching up to do. and she said that I should try not to leave home as much as possible only until sunday. MY HARRY POTTER IS GONE :/ OH OH OH OMG i get to go to the museum yes yes (: the da vinci museum. oh i've been trying to find time and voila, i have it now! okay, maybe i'll go tomorrow. Then thursday, since its my mum's birthday, I have the excuse to go out and celebrate righttt. so HP6 on thursday yay! oh my goodness, if the school sees this they're going to cancel my LOA hahaha. okay, this schedule is still tentative cause I may decide to be a considerate citizen hee (: what are the odds, you say. okay dinner time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i want to thank those who thought I was sick and send me text messages (: MERCI BEAUCOUP (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-460578159811401275?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/460578159811401275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=460578159811401275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/460578159811401275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/460578159811401275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2009/07/ahhaha-oh-my-shit-why-do-i-keep-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-7677818518735721793</id><published>2009-07-14T18:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T19:10:17.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;; there's room for two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Approximately 7 hours has passed and I am counting still, because I would like to see how long could I stand not doing any work at all without feeling a pinch of guilt. Well, maybe not a pinch, if not I would have already failed by now. But so far, I've got through 7 hours of a school day without doing any work at all yay me (: Okay, Im aiming for 10 hours. Pretty soon, Im going to have my life back(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SlxkN1K4vjI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/GzNzliM4Frw/s1600-h/Lovely0363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358267845437865522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SlxkN1K4vjI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/GzNzliM4Frw/s320/Lovely0363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anyway, I was uploading my phone pictures into the computer and I found the above picture. Its so cute right. I was doing this doing maths I think (: HAHAH credit goes to Joey's MnMs (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SlxkDM2evKI/AAAAAAAAAYI/1YrrMLOZJIA/s1600-h/Lovely0436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358267662816165026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SlxkDM2evKI/AAAAAAAAAYI/1YrrMLOZJIA/s320/Lovely0436.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AND AND AND I HAVE REALLY REALLY CUTE NEIGHBOURS reallly, and they inist I take a picture with them (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND EUNICE THE ONE WHO BUGSS ME (irritatingly) for her picturesss (:&lt;br /&gt;We spent our last June holiday doing something really meaningful( donation drive), helping our old friend, deborah and grace (: and of course, how can I do justice to my camwhore buddy without pictures right ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358269404458624706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/Slxlok-ZpsI/AAAAAAAAAYY/HpOKixWGcP4/s320/Lovely0416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The lighting/position is really good huh (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358269423912785954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SlxlptcomCI/AAAAAAAAAYo/PNx9MQFN71Y/s320/Lovely0411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Along the Esplanade walkway, there are really pretty art formss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358269414825438098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SlxlpLmCq5I/AAAAAAAAAYg/VdMjhJsTb1U/s320/Lovely0421.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It was so embarrassing enlisting the help of a stranger to take this shot for us. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358270801873093314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/Slxm56v-QsI/AAAAAAAAAYw/FDWTdq9GsLQ/s320/Lovely0368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not too long ago during the June holidays, my family and I went to CAPELLA at sentosaaaa. yes yes the very very nice hotel (:&lt;br /&gt;Buy me a suite there and I won't bite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Us, the most fleeting of all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-7677818518735721793?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/7677818518735721793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=7677818518735721793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/7677818518735721793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/7677818518735721793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2009/07/theres-room-for-two-approximately-7.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SlxkN1K4vjI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/GzNzliM4Frw/s72-c/Lovely0363.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-7454885895905369645</id><published>2009-07-14T11:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T11:34:01.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; feast on your life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it all started when Aru and I were sititng in the cab, happily making our way to school. I was trying to have my forty winks when I felt vibrations and realised only two phone calls later that it was my phone that was ringing. pfft so I wondered, it must be Jody or Persa forgetting their hair bands or this and that and asking if I have extra but no, it was Parisa. MHMM so I answered and so goes the interesting conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parisa: Are you in school already ?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nope, not yet. why?&lt;br /&gt;Parisa: Oh, then make a detour and go home!&lt;br /&gt;Me: WHAT WHY :/ But the cab fare would skyrockett&lt;br /&gt;(Aru is looking intently at me)&lt;br /&gt;Parisa: Oh, cause cause one girl at the arts fest was confirmed with H1N1 so you have to be quarrantined.&lt;br /&gt;Nico : WHAT NO ): But im already in schoool.&lt;br /&gt;Parisa: oh, then go to the hall.&lt;br /&gt;Nico: Oh then nvm, I'll go homeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY (: So no school for about a week or two hee (: Anyway, I don't even know this girl so oh wells. So, I passed my cheesecake and the recipe to Jean, and Julia was running away from me ahahaha. So, I dreadfully make my way home and went back to hibernate till about now hahah (: OMG and I finished reading my time traveller's wife its so so good :/ And no, im not going to watch the movie cause if I did, I'll probably cry bucketsss. This is probably one of the best novels I've ever read. Thumbs up three times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Clare, I want to tell you, again, I love you. Our love has been the thread through the labyrinth, the net under the high-wire walker, the only real thing in this strange life of mine that I could ever trust. Tonight I feel that my love for you has more density in this world than I do, myself: as though it could linger on after me and surround you, keep you, hold you. I hate to think of you waiting. I know that you have been waiting for me all your life, always uncertain of how long this patch of waiting would be. Ten minutes, ten days. A month. what an uncertain husband I have been, Clare, like a sailor, Odysseus alone and buffeted by tall waves, sometimes wily and sometimes just a plaything of the gods.Please Clare. When I am dead. Stop waiting and be free. Of me-put me deep inside you and then go out in the world and live. Love the world and yourself in it, move through it as though it offers no resistance, as though the world is your natural element.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;There are so many more of these beautiful proses and it just makes you think that Henry and Clare really do exist. OKAY ON A LIGHTER NOTE, IM REALLY HAPPY BECAUSE I READ A GREAT BOOK (:&lt;br /&gt;and and and I really have no idea whats home-based learning so I guess im not gonna touch it. I don't even know where to find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its dark now and I am very tired. I love you, always. Time is nothing&lt;br /&gt;-Henry DeTamble&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-7454885895905369645?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/7454885895905369645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=7454885895905369645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/7454885895905369645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/7454885895905369645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2009/07/feast-on-your-life-so-it-all-started.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-2846428043416068242</id><published>2009-07-13T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:23:09.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; riot van, jean!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK I HAVE MOOD SWINGS. heheh I had such an awesome Monday, and on Sunday I was comtemplating death. Okay, thats just for dramatic effect, but I did feel lousy on Sunday but screw it, cause I had the most amazing Monday ever. And I don't even know why. So I probably won't be posting for a while, cause I only post when I need to rant or whatsoever yay (:&lt;br /&gt;Lessons today were so mind draining. like ss and philo ah, back to back :/ I felt like all my little smart molecules are diffusing away, bit by bit. And it doesn't help that my water bottle was so far away from me.OH WHICH REMINDS ME I left my bottle in school last saturday and my current now is leaking :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today's philosophy circle of inquiry thing was so heated! It was pretty scary; only when I stepped back could I see how mhmmm PASSIONATE RGS GIRLS ARE. No wonder the rest always have this opinion that rgs girls are very agressive and domineering.Well, its true to a certain extent. But, its still a pretty good discussion, wasn't it (: We never always come to a conclusion! I ate Mum's cheesecake for recesss and I gave like 90% away to everyone cause it was good. well done mum (: you have a fan club in school hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and i just found out that novena square has this really cool korean mart which sells everything, you guessed it KOREAN yay so adorable rightt. And Em's so cute, she gagas over LEE MIN HO and its just so fun to see her talk about him. hahah. actually, sometimes I wish time could just freeze. Being 15 is so fun, so far (: OH AND I SAW PERRY at united square after tll. He was standing outside this shop watching MJ's tribute; he was almost tearing. ahahahh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;im watching ps i love you now, such a stupid movie. It doesnt even do justice to the bookk pfft. On second thought, I don't think I want to watch time traveller's wife at the movies. All movie adaptations of books just do not fully capture the feeling mhmm. UGH but i bet I'll still watch it in the end heheheh. my heart just gave in for twilight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s jean, I really love your riot van (: its really pretty and you know you're the best right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An optimist is one who sees the green light,&lt;br /&gt;and the pessimist the red light.&lt;br /&gt;But, a true wise person is colour-blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;rehersals tomorrow :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-2846428043416068242?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/2846428043416068242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=2846428043416068242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/2846428043416068242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/2846428043416068242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2009/07/riot-van-jean-i-think-i-have-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-5390807071308757576</id><published>2009-07-11T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T22:18:06.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;; nor time, nor space, nor distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever felt that you skydived, walked through a dense forest, had to hunt then stayed awake the whole night keeping watch. consecutively. well, thats exactly how I feel today. it was so so tiring and fast-paced and I could hardly keep my momentum going and my saturday is gone. GONE ): I hate it when the weekends go so fast. stupid time, im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i received my piano's exam schedule today and i was like ahhhh so this is it. well, these are just some of the things you go through every year and you thought mhmm I have so much time left to practise and stuff and wheeee its here already. ahh im going to practise every day every night and keep all my neighbours awake. if i still have the energy that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i caught my sassy girl on star movies just now, while trying to fall asleep but I didnt because much as i hate to admit it, its pretty good. I haven't watch the korean adaptation but Im sure this one is way better. and it has my all-time favourite songgg canon in d ahhh yes. so good to hear all the different variations and red roses on every 33th day (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-5390807071308757576?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/5390807071308757576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=5390807071308757576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/5390807071308757576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/5390807071308757576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2009/07/nor-time-nor-space-nor-distance-have.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-6584625108353914744</id><published>2009-07-10T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T21:35:25.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;your faith walks on broken glass;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of week 2 (: 8 more to go, yes im counting mind you. so stupid time, im gonna kick your ass until you go faster. don't make me whip you. Anyway, I cant believe my whole Saturday tomorrow will be gone and everything, then sunday, then its a OSIM again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fine I guess. not as bad as I thought, but hid in the toilet during ss. cant take it anymore la. I've been such a bitch i deserve to be shot, but then again i've such lovely and really good friends and sometimes I think Im the luckiest girl alive. Okay, this does not make sense but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE, TWENTY ONE GUNS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halfway through time travellers'&lt;br /&gt;and seeing you guys make me so happy, really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-6584625108353914744?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/6584625108353914744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=6584625108353914744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/6584625108353914744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/6584625108353914744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2009/07/your-faith-walks-on-broken-glass-end-of.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-3250744230880710668</id><published>2009-07-09T23:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T23:27:23.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;how many times do i have to tell you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had such a bad week :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't know how much I would miss you guys until I had to choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, no matter what happens, I swear you guys are my top priority.&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;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;even if I chose otherwise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-3250744230880710668?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/3250744230880710668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=3250744230880710668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/3250744230880710668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/3250744230880710668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2009/07/had-such-bad-week-didnt-know-how-much-i.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-6241701837340601841</id><published>2009-07-08T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T19:52:47.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;amp; TIME IS HIS INNER WIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE STORY MEETS VIVA LA VIDA (:&lt;br /&gt;this video is so inspirational, mhmm watch it after August Rush or something!&lt;br /&gt;It is not the music nor the fusion of the both songs that touches, but the expressions of these two musicians that is so extraordinary! Seeing how both of them played with such passion and love for the melody, smiling and all is so sugary sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0v3d6SFcDys&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0v3d6SFcDys&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon Schmidt actually wrote this arrangement for his daughter Sarah, just because one fine day they went on a family trip, and in the car, Sarah heard it over the radio and commented that Daddy, this is my favourite song you know. I like how at first all hope seems lost, when she keeps waiting for Romeo but he never comes. And then all is fine at the end, when he talks to the Dad and picks out a white dress and they lived happily ever after. LA DEE DA. Anyway, really good arrangement (: Schmidt's a genius anyway. He composed this song All of Me and it is 42 pages long if I am not wrongg and has 5 keys eeeeek. Jody is dedicating her rest of the year to this song though. RUSH FTW (: domincaaaaaaaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-6241701837340601841?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/6241701837340601841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=6241701837340601841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/6241701837340601841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/6241701837340601841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2009/07/time-is-his-inner-wife-love-story-meets.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-3053913944185652039</id><published>2009-07-07T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T22:58:34.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I believe in music the way some people believe in fairytales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUGUST RUSH (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strangely enough, I have a friend named August who's equally talented in music hahah.&lt;br /&gt;My son will be named August!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've watched August Rush in school today AGAIN for the upteenth time; stupid speaker keeps going on and off and Jody was just being a cynical self And Persa and Ade the I-love-blue-eyes fan club haha! Goodness, I am so glad no one reads this blog so I could have this all to myself and post whatever whatever I like yeah!&lt;br /&gt;August Rush is really such an inspiration and it just makes me want to hug my piano and kiss it a thousand times. It is just so heartwarming to see how music could connect everyone and oh YOUTUBE, the ultimate. Everyone went like " oh, August Rush, so chessy" But its so far from that. Its cheesy in a good way and August is so so cute hee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD (:&lt;br /&gt;was his birthday yesterday and we went out to celebate! went to marche at vivo and it was a real fun experience because it was my first time there. And Marche means market in French. ahhaha still havent lost some of my french linguistic abilities (: A lot of details were put into decorating the place and it was just so cosy and warm and so Western, hee just how I want it to be. All the chefs, maiden clothings, cottage and all. Just the toasting of mashmallows around the fireplace missing (: my little dream, no one would probably get it. Okay so skip all the shopping la dee da tuition, and night time! Watched ice age 3 hahaha so adorable and heartwarming and so family-based. I just hate the commercials in between the scenes. AND OH I SAW THE POSTER OF THE TIME TRAVELLER'S WIFE it is really good, I can't wait to watch it (: I am still reading the book and its really really good, so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, the week of ss pt ugh ugh ugh ugh gotta do my own fair share of work too(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I can't believe she said that, because it would really hurt. And maybe it did.&lt;br /&gt;2 down, 3 to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know what music is? God's little reminder that there's something else besides us in this universe, a harmonic connection between all living beings, every where, even the stars. " Wizard, August Rush&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-3053913944185652039?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/3053913944185652039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=3053913944185652039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/3053913944185652039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/3053913944185652039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-believe-in-music-way-some-people.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-6081017649658271757</id><published>2009-07-01T22:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T22:16:05.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;amp; seldom heard around: your truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just spent 5 hours in the hot afternoon snuggled up in a little world of my own, with eyes fervently scanning through the lines of “The Pact” by Jodi Picoult. To be frank, I was never a reader. I wasn’t born to be one anyway, with a snail-mail pace of turning pages and synthesising all the information. But this book caught my attention and it was indeed a page-turner. On a school day, a self-confessed nerd would never spend her whole afternoon reading a novel. A chick lit in a sense, wasting her precious time away. But I did it yes. And now I am paying it all back, with guilt angel resting on my shoulder screaming “you have pts that are undone. No wait, not even touched on yet” Mhmm yeah, thanks a lot, alter ego. Well, I do have to admit that the 5 hours did not go to waste. The book was entrancing and very realistic, with a tinge of sadness and melancholy to it. It was beautiful yet tragedic; nerve-wrecking yet perfect. What a beautiful love story I thought, and then it dawned on me that novels like this are out to prey on the little teenage’s fragile heart and exploit her dreamy and imaginative mind, telling her all the possibilities in this world, that even to this date, there is such thing as a true love. Some call it being too idealistic and some advised not to get hopes up to prevent disappointment, but everyone has the right to dream, and I am going to have mine. But slowly, I’ve learn to accept that perfection can only be achieved through looking past the imperfections and really, I’m perfectly alright with it. I think I have an affinity with love novels like this. I am a hardcore drama mama. Mostly all the books I read have something to do with guy meets girl, guy falls in love with girl, girl dies, guy cries and all the last forevers. Cecilia Ahern and her where rainbow ends, Nicholas Sparks and his Messages in a Bottle and At first sight. All these books have set off a jet stream of tears and mixed emotions and often, a thought. This was like no other. “The Pact”, Jodi’s fifth novel revolves around two teenage children, Emily and Chris, who grew up with each other and shared a love so strong that it was unbreakable. Emily was suicidal and forces Chris to kill her. This is the whole thought part. Would you love someone so much that you would do anything for her? And by anything, meaning killing her to relieve her from the suffering she’s going through in life? I’m a real sucker when it comes to summarising plots but basically it is about whether love could really transcend through the conventions and lead someone to do the unthinkable. Or something like that. And as I am writing this, I’ve just added a few more things on my mental to-do list. WHY CANT I JUST STOP FEELING AS THOUGH I’VE JUST EATEN MACDONALDS FOR BREAKFAST, LUNCH AND DINNER ALL IN A DAY. That kind of guilt is stupid. OKAY. I think I have ADD. Anyway, I am going to read The Time Traveller’s Wife tomorrow, going to get it from Jean! I have such soft spots for these love novels. By the way, I am giving the book two thumbs up (just nice I have two) and it is really a good read, not all chick lit and stuff. Really do sets you thinking. Oh and today during English when we were suppose to find movies to review and stuff, I realise that half of my life has been spent watching movies because I did watched hell lots of movies. It’s nice. I think I want to run a museum when I grow up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-6081017649658271757?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/6081017649658271757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=6081017649658271757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/6081017649658271757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/6081017649658271757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2009/07/seldom-heard-around-your-truth-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-5098327988482855152</id><published>2008-12-17T22:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T22:12:17.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;TWILIGHT TWILIGHT TWILIGHT AH AH AH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;its undescribable! im happy (: (: (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-5098327988482855152?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/5098327988482855152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=5098327988482855152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/5098327988482855152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/5098327988482855152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilight-twilight-twilight-ah-ah-ah-its.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-7325755488443211396</id><published>2008-12-16T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T00:19:28.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp; the lion fell in love with the lamb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;boohoo, Im affected so so deeply by Twilight and I'll just be like those other girls who scream in the cinemas and jump up and down at the sight of Edward Cullen. Edward Cullen (: Ugh yuck, hate it. Anyway, I heard from Jeremy that Bella's lullaby is really awesome ! ( oh look, bella and lullaby both have double Ls) AHHAHAHA. stupid Christine and Alanna, was having this super stupid convo with them earlier on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;♥25twentyfive! goldfish of christmas past says:&lt;br /&gt;it is aliteration!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ 24twentyfour! flying through the night says:&lt;br /&gt;no wonder u are in lit class -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;♥9nine! `alanna says:&lt;br /&gt;yean&lt;br /&gt;♥9nine! `alanna says:&lt;br /&gt;*yeah&lt;br /&gt;♥9nine! `alanna says:&lt;br /&gt;Noisy Nico&lt;br /&gt;♥9nine! `alanna says:&lt;br /&gt;alliteration too&lt;br /&gt;♥9nine! `alanna says:&lt;br /&gt;we're Cool Christine and Awesome Alanna&lt;br /&gt;♥9nine! `alanna says:&lt;br /&gt;bwahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ 24twentyfour! flying through the night says:&lt;br /&gt;go alanna hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;♥25twentyfive! goldfish of christmas past says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;♥25twentyfive! goldfish of christmas past says:&lt;br /&gt;BOOOHOOOO&lt;br /&gt;♥25twentyfive! goldfish of christmas past says:&lt;br /&gt;IM NICE NICO HMPH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ 24twentyfour! flying through the night says:&lt;br /&gt;dont be jealous nico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;♥25twentyfive! goldfish of christmas past says:&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;♥ 24twentyfour! flying through the night says:&lt;br /&gt;nice is so vague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;♥9nine! `alanna says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;♥25twentyfive! goldfish of christmas past says:&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAH stop shakespearing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;♥9nine! `alanna says:&lt;br /&gt;or naughty nico also can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;♥25twentyfive! goldfish of christmas past says:&lt;br /&gt;NEAT NICO (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;♥9nine! `alanna says:&lt;br /&gt;u started the entire alliteration thing lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ 24twentyfour! flying through the night says:&lt;br /&gt;nonsense nico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;♥9nine! `alanna says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA yah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;♥25twentyfive! goldfish of christmas past says:&lt;br /&gt;AHAHHAHAHAHA you you ASS ALANNA AND CLEVER-NOT CHRISTINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ 24twentyfour! flying through the night says:&lt;br /&gt;ass is not an adjective, nico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ 24twentyfour! flying through the night says:&lt;br /&gt;and clever-not does not exist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;♥9nine! `alanna says:&lt;br /&gt;you No-brain Nico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anyway, it was so unfair right! its like two against one.  But I didnt gaveee up (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ 24twentyfour! flying through the night says:&lt;br /&gt;ahh thats where nonsense nico comes in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;♥9nine! `alanna says:&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;♥9nine! `alanna says:&lt;br /&gt;that's right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ 24twentyfour! flying through the night says:&lt;br /&gt;skinny = fat= nonsense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;♥9nine! `alanna says:&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ 24twentyfour! flying through the night says:&lt;br /&gt;which makes it untrue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;♥25twentyfive! goldfish of christmas past says:&lt;br /&gt;HAH BEAT THATTTT TEEHEEEHEEE SHUT UP YOU ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ ALANNA AND CDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ CHRISTINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;♥25twentyfive! goldfish of christmas past says:&lt;br /&gt;omg i took forever to type that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ 24twentyfour! flying through the night says:&lt;br /&gt;lameeee&lt;br /&gt;♥ 24twentyfour! flying through the night says:&lt;br /&gt;NOPQRSTUVWXYZABCDEFGHIJKLM nico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;♥9nine! `alanna says:&lt;br /&gt;lameee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ 24twentyfour! flying through the night says:&lt;br /&gt;lame man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥9nine! `alanna says:&lt;br /&gt;ppl on mars only noe ABC and nonsense&lt;br /&gt;♥9nine! `alanna says:&lt;br /&gt;nth else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;♥25twentyfive! goldfish of christmas past says:&lt;br /&gt;hey you guys cheat cause N is like so far back the alphabet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hahaha, wasnt mine the ultimate! anyway, I need to blog something intellectual, though I serioulsy think blogging is a waste of time ( yes, Christine this's for you). So anyway, today we knew our class allocations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;307'09 (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess Im satisfied with the allocations. Well though Iliana and Yong are away from us, at least I still have Jean, Joey and Ade (: heehee, and Im in a triple science lit classs.mhmmms but I still got my combo (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess Im fine with my allocations. (reassurance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH SCRAPE ALL OF THAT ): I hate the class allocations. Why can't they just move everyone from sec two upwards and stuff? Why do they have to differentiate and do this kindof parting thing? I misss you guys twoseveners (: I guess everyone would miss their sec two classes, because it was such a wonderful year we had right! We would miss all of these in sec threes where there won't be drama night, ACP and all these little little things.&lt;br /&gt;Okay whatever, I am still contented with my allocations. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Im gonna watch &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;TWILIGHT TEN TIMES (:&lt;/span&gt; shit, I hate being so in love with twilight with everyone else doing the same tooo, because it just seems like a bimbo topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"it was impossible to believe only one set of hands played"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-7325755488443211396?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/7325755488443211396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=7325755488443211396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/7325755488443211396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/7325755488443211396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/12/lion-fell-in-love-with-lamb-boohoo-im.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-4522682313367787824</id><published>2008-12-02T00:51:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T01:52:41.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; strippled with opaline alongside your masked face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;time and time again, I get inspired to blog. The thing is, I have to be inspired. I am not going to do so just because something major happened or I just feel like it. Or whatever :/ Its about 1am now, and Im suppose to be in bed again ( yes I know I sleep early, even during holidays). Anyway, today was farwell for mrs yeo at TLL. It was so awful cause I am/do gonna miss her but I did not say it. She really is a nice lady, and I don't want another teacher besides her ): Ohwell, we had some cake and stupid Sam was being ano again and not eating. I dont get the rest of the guys, I mean I know they want to eat the cake but whats wrong with eating the cake! They keep pushing the cake aside here and there. What, guys have ego? hahah, silly. Oh, and United Square had some winx club thing theree and Beth was so so tempted to go up there and join them. And I mean, so so!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;TLL today was so ermm IDK. We did lit commentary on yes&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;TWILIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So awesome right, thats why TLL's still the best. And I wonder how come Im not as addicted as other fans are- fanmade website, videos. I still think they could find a better Edward than RobP. Then I thought about it and knew that they could find no one. RobP was the best they could get. Edward is too too perfect to be mortal. What's the chance of finding someone who's fair,muscular, tall, handsome, charismatic and has gorgeous eyes! That zeroes their options, so be glad people, RobP is the closest they could get to. Anyway, with such a big fanbase, it is indeed hard to please everybody. So, stop commenting that the cast sucks because they are good in their own way and it doesn't really matter because its &lt;u&gt;just a movie&lt;/u&gt; after all.&lt;u&gt; JUST A MOVIE&lt;/u&gt;. Okay, wait till the movie comes out before I say its "just a movie". I've a bad feeling I've to end up swallowing my words back in soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;18th December&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;strong&gt;I will be back so soon you won't have time to miss me. Look after my heart- I've left it with you&lt;/strong&gt;." - Edward Cullen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet no cheesy lines can beat this. I hate sounding so intellectual on my posts(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anwyay, sleepover at the Teo's house for the weekend, not really a pleasant experience but it was exhilarating, with all that ONE MISSED CALL and scares. One Missed Call brings back to mind the other time when I was with the batchmates after training at about 7pm when we're the only ones in school and suddenly the public phone rang and we did not pick it up. Seriously, the public phone really rang. And we were all freaking out, thinking of the possibilities on who could be behind the lines/ what does she want/ who was she looking for/ does she need help/ is she in danger? The prank started and we started miss-calling each other and got each other's "one missed call". Though we know its a prank, just the words "one missed call" on your handphone screen scares. Oh, those fun times(: So, had somewhat a movie marathon and were just rubbishing till about 630 in the morning before we went to sleep to only wake up 3 hours later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, its sec 4s farewell lunch tomorrow! Gosh Alanna I cant believe the theme is &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hip-hop&lt;/span&gt;! I don't know anything about it and I'll most probably go there like some punkrock-wannabe. But the worst thing is its gonna be in town. AH AH AH I preferred last year's mismatched :/ It was such an awesome theme and I remember our black and white matching tees Alanna :) It was so unplanned right! Alright, I still got to wake up early today hahah at about 8 to get my present ready. Gosh, im really getting broke these few days- farewell present for mrs yeo, class party, presents, more presents. Nevermind, anyway its &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;M&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; (soon) and its the season of giving! Yay, I really can't wait for Christmas because its such an awesomeful time of the year! I always wanted to celebrate my Christmas with really pure white snow and build a 3-storey high snowman and a snow fortress and played snow bomb with my neighbours. Yes, shows. Blame them for this uncalled for thought(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, here are some pictures we took the other day at plaza. That explains why Christmas is so fantabulous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274875517641522994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/STQfVfdtfzI/AAAAAAAAAU0/xjQnQZ9ezqM/s320/n726984117_1083476_8993.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274875514379822882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/STQfVTUD5yI/AAAAAAAAAUs/HW6bVzQ3KCU/s320/n726984117_1083463_5764.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274875505723544018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/STQfUzEPkdI/AAAAAAAAAUk/IJDQUB8FofY/s320/n726984117_1083458_4583.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274875503170478482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/STQfUpji4ZI/AAAAAAAAAUc/i5wgYi2tsFM/s320/n726984117_1083457_4343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274875499263872450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/STQfUbAIzcI/AAAAAAAAAUU/ksVnNJfH-PA/s320/n726984117_1083456_4107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, some of them have absolutely nothing to do with Christmas but it is the whole mood yeah&lt;br /&gt;(: Thats why sometimes its not the coffee, but the moood(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;" " I don't want to be a monster" His voice was very low"&lt;br /&gt;- Edward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-4522682313367787824?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/4522682313367787824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=4522682313367787824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/4522682313367787824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/4522682313367787824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/12/strippled-with-opaline-alongside-your.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/STQfVfdtfzI/AAAAAAAAAU0/xjQnQZ9ezqM/s72-c/n726984117_1083476_8993.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-7288989135080597276</id><published>2008-11-27T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T00:42:55.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; homeless runway with twelve&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AH AH AH PROJECT RUNWAY SEASON FINALE&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh I haven't been following it, but im now such an avid fan of it. &lt;strong&gt;Christian won&lt;/strong&gt;:) Oh my gosh, its really cool, all the clothes and styles.And Victoria Beckham was the guest judge, ohgosh I love her British accent:) Okay, I thought Gillian should have won, not just because she's a lady too. The clothes she designed were so colourful and vibrant compared to like Christian's black, serious and drama. I mean, you could get sick of seeing like 6 models walking down in a row wearing black elaborate designs right. &lt;u&gt;AND MODELS ARE SKINNY&lt;/u&gt; period. I think the show is pretty cool you know, giving others a chance to have their own show and display their collection at such a large scale. Their runway is amazingly long, and Im astonished on how the models could walk so freely when their dresses are apparently tangling and dropping over their legs and just in one whole mess. Its so fantabulous, isn't it! okay anyhow, I think it is really cool that everyday, different fashion designers put their inspirations and thoughts into really tangible works and always bringing fashion to a higher level and stuff. I mean, this is really high-end you know. Okay &lt;u&gt;MODELS ARE SKINNY&lt;/u&gt; period. yes, I know I just said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, Phionna is watching &lt;strong&gt;America's Next Top Model&lt;/strong&gt; now. I have no idea what cycle is this now, but apparently it gets bitchier by the season. That girl just called another girl fat ass. omg if she have a fat ass, then what's skinny ass gosh! And that girl thinks she's so fat like whaaat. And the girl was like " i mean I don't blame you, its not like you wanna be born big or something". AHHH thats downright mean gosh gosh! She's not fat. Gosh, modelling really is crazy. You know I find it so ironic, like you get all the glamour, fame, glitz in modelling but you cant really enjoy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;life cause you have to be conscious like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ALL THE TIME&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;worrying whether you'll fall down and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;get a bruise, or whether you eat a bar of chocolates and get fat or whether you open your door and break your nail. Sigh oh wells :) :) :) But, ANTM never fail to get me into it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Anyway today was primary school gathering yay&lt;3 okay, I shall wait for Eunice to sent me the photos before I talk more about it :) It is such a good day today huh. And Deborah, let me be your livejournal pal! AAHAHHAHA its so so so dumb. gosh chicken fat hahah! I really love you guys so so much, and Im so glad we could meet up after so long! I mean you guys are so so awesome:) And its so beautiful right, to still keep in touch after 2 years:) hahaha omg omg omg Tyra Banks is so hiliarious. The models are getting a new haircut now, and Tyra gives them the quirkiest looks hahah. Gosh I want my hair permed too :/ Some of the models actually have to shave their hair and then pose for a photoshoot later; its so gonna be hard on them. Ohwells, you guys have yourselves to blameeee ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh :/ in school by ten tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;sleepover&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;iliketurquoise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-7288989135080597276?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/7288989135080597276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=7288989135080597276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/7288989135080597276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/7288989135080597276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/11/homeless-runway-with-twelve-ah-ah-ah.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-3124878691730657544</id><published>2008-11-26T00:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T01:47:35.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&amp;amp; she shouts the sky is falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SSw1cYZg-xI/AAAAAAAAAT8/gHbIgHgBaNY/s1600-h/Image073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272648025446087442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SSw1cYZg-xI/AAAAAAAAAT8/gHbIgHgBaNY/s320/Image073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yay Xinhui got me back into this stupid blog thing, though I vowed I'll never touch this stupid thing ever again cause Im suppose to deemed this uselesss and pointless and time-wasting, with no intellectual standards at all. But who cares ;) I miss you fatsos! And Iliana, my breaking dawn gosh! yknow its been ages (actually a month) since I actually touch that stupid vampire series cause lazy Iliana refuses to pass me breaking dawn humphy dumpy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today is a really good day right;) Had training, went to pizza hut for lunch and spam cheeese : ) that explains the cheesyness everyone became soon after. We were suppose to plan for the sec 4s farewelll thing but it kindof didn't work out. So lets just pray that its not &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;CARTOOON&lt;/span&gt; (yes, sam) or there will be a revival of teletubies and powerpuff girls and you see Eunice playing that lame scissors paper stone game with her fist.hehheh! Then afterwards it was really really awesome : ) We took pictures with Christmas treees : ) And it was a really big one, at plaza. And if you guys ever go to plaza, remember to walk as fast as possible to scrape the possibility of salesperson approaching you. Trust me, it ain't a nice experience ;) Oh gosh, I really really want to go to bed cause I know Im screwing up my sleeping habits. Like now during the holidays, Im just suppose to sleep at 10 and wake up at 8 and watch Bob the Builder and powerpuff girls at 9 :) okay scrape that. That was what I did when I was &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;MINI&lt;/span&gt;:) Maybe just the sleeping at 10 and the waking up 8 one :) But I cant sleeep cause I got so tired today after all the late night talking on the phone, training, walking around, camwhoring that I slept for 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE OC IS THE BOMB&lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272652230925249746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SSw5RLB4bNI/AAAAAAAAAUM/wRCyaWvPvUk/s320/the+oc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;okay im only at season 1 but its already nice! And I figured out that gg wasn't worth it :) Though I think Blake Lively is really an awesome girl. Oh and I caught csi today :) thought Miami was a nice place. but today's one really wasnt good hahaha. It shows like models trying to kill each other, so in the end, all the models died. " Since when Modelling has became a dangerous job huh" OMG I love Sidney Sheldon:) He is the reason why long train rides don't seem that long anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I should to learn how to type more succintly ;) &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-3124878691730657544?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/3124878691730657544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=3124878691730657544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/3124878691730657544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/3124878691730657544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/11/she-shouts-sky-is-falling-yay-xinhui.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SSw1cYZg-xI/AAAAAAAAAT8/gHbIgHgBaNY/s72-c/Image073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-1035765266958662516</id><published>2008-11-03T23:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T00:18:55.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&amp;amp; GIVE ME A MAN AFTER MIDNIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YAY BANGS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;look so horrible on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264465918899717106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SQ8j3GQrA_I/AAAAAAAAAT0/OgsSUov8Dtw/s320/Drama_Nite%2708_(5).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah, okay I don't think its that bad. I think I look lovely okay, so shuddup christine and eunice cause you guys are just jealous : ) SO OUR ANNUAL AWESOME DRAMA NIGHT WAS TODAY : ) I swear, I cant get enough of it. RG is so amazing you know. Everytime I come up with reasons to hate rg (schoolwork, stress, blah blah), you guys always manage to turn it around with all the amazing school spirit and events ( acp, netball carn, drama night, awesome friends) and I really see no valid reason to hate rg. I am so so so glad I came heree. Deep deeep down down : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went to bugis streeet today, was totally amazing. bought the most amazing stuff with the most amazing group of friends : ) My feeet was aching from the stupidd heels I wore. Okay, lesson learnt : ) Never wear heels out for shopping even if it means looking short and stupid. So I had to change into my school shoes in the end, which looked even more horrible then normal sandals and slippers. So, walked and walked for 6 hours : ) Yay, thats the most amazing walk ever : ) I was getting a headache from those bling blings. Then, we rushed to school at 6pm for drama night :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DRAMA NIGHT&lt;333333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is love to the max max max max max. They were playing familiar songs of ABBA and everyone ended up singing to it : ) AND ILIANA I CANT BELIEVE YOU DIDNT WATCH MAMA MIA. its so so so awesome : ) then it started and from then on, it was screaming, screaming and more screaming cause the classes were really really dropdead awesome. You guys really put in alot of effort into this and 208, don't blame yourself alright. You guys are the bomb and we think you deserve to win. However, sometimes the judges do not really agree with us, but its their decision and we have to respect that : ) But to us, yall are already winners and yall did your best right! We know you had so so so much fun singing : ) We are really proud of you guys : ) Oh gosh, I miss 108 ): Im missing every RG year ): I don't know what Im going to feel during graduation'10, especially after seeing the graduates'08 crying and stuff. I don't want tomorrow to come ): &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;GO AWAY 4 NOV GO AWAYYYYYY&lt;/span&gt;. I really enjoyed myself tonight, and I know it'll see two seveners through next year yeah. RAWR. So many emotions running through me now. You know, I never thought time would pass so fast. I remembered dreading it everyday, dreading every school day, dreading every day I would trudge to school and drag my heavy bag and read those scary handouts and notes. But now, I just want to hold on so close, so tight and never let it go. Only 24 hours left, yet I want it to last forever; to seee me through eternity. Not quite possible, but I want it that way. I don't want 2008 school year to end. I want to continue taking exams, continue sleeping in class, continue studying, continue these rountinal stuff or anything, but to stay away from 207 lovlies. You know I never thought that a class of 36 would bond so tightly together, especially when we came from different classes in sec 1s and stuff. But through these little, tiny yet significant events, we grew closer as one and formed 207, a class. A class- One. Everyone, so unique and different yet come together and form a strong 207. one which braved the strong storms of netball carn, rode the waves of ACP and conquered the lands of drama night ever so readily. Right now, I really wish time could just freeze; it is just a minute I am asking for. Even a minute is enough. Sigh it is always like that- only when we are about to lose something before we start treasuring it. Alright, its about 12 right now and I want to make sure I present my best self, to hammer it for tomorrow's final school day of 2008. CLASS PARTY : ) I promise that I will savour every moment I have with you guys tomorrow, and I mean &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;EVERY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-1035765266958662516?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/1035765266958662516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=1035765266958662516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/1035765266958662516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/1035765266958662516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/11/give-me-man-after-midnight-yay-bangs.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SQ8j3GQrA_I/AAAAAAAAAT0/OgsSUov8Dtw/s72-c/Drama_Nite%2708_(5).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-8400420821392930107</id><published>2008-11-02T14:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T16:39:15.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&amp;amp; YAY GUESS WHO'S BACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaah. NO bin, it wasnt your reverse psychology. I thought I should get back to blogger so i could start being in the *cough*decoding group *stare at eunice and christine*. Anyway, I am in the reminicising kindof mood so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;SENTOSA AFTER EOYS&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263941358857676930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SQ1Gxr0y6II/AAAAAAAAARk/jILAYORWnQo/s320/SANY0143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOEVLY FATSOS : )&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263941355557729586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SQ1GxfiBtTI/AAAAAAAAARc/ieFY6dQKHSo/s320/SANY0142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263941367439058946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SQ1GyLywaAI/AAAAAAAAARs/3HeIwa94jZw/s320/SANY0148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;MY DEAR BASSANIO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263976565512347826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SQ1my-1YILI/AAAAAAAAATs/RmCMTY6cG9o/s320/SANY0154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWILIGHT TWILIGHT : )&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263943084542705810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SQ1IWIgKwJI/AAAAAAAAASM/iZAEsiQtlVY/s320/SANY0159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263943076381826050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SQ1IVqGdnAI/AAAAAAAAASE/04DfW3aC9cU/s320/SANY0157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;ONLY WE KNOW : ) : ) : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263943071579287810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SQ1IVYNcsQI/AAAAAAAAAR8/S5CZtUbSYOc/s320/SANY0156.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263976558979042818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SQ1mymftzgI/AAAAAAAAATk/3h6Lti40FV0/s320/n1412136348_108781_1858.jpg" border="0" /&gt;NIGHT NIGHT NIGHT~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, after eoys all of us headed home : ) Haha, it was such a joke. I remembered Nat saw us at the foyer and asked us where we were going, and we said in unision " home" and her espression was priceless. She did not believe us at first but soon saw that I was crossing the road and Iliana and Yong took different buses. Okay, we got home to get clothes and bring foood : ) I mean, you cannot possibly drag one whole load of food and clothings to schoool or bring along your pencil case and your study notes right. So soon, we met at Vivo City. saw Keng Liang and his track friends I guess. SO WE GOT TO SENTOSA AND Iliana was being such an ignorant fool by being fascinated with everything she saw. She'll go like " ehhh the monorail is moving" or like " ehh the sand is so soft ahhh" then break into her infamous hysterical fits. It was a very sunny afternoon so the sand was burning and so were our skin. True enough, we all got sunburn at the very end. And a very horrible one indeed. We soaked in the deep blue sea and talked and played water volleyball ahahha such a failure ilianaaaa. She and her overestimation of our heights. HAHAH.Then we went to ultimate frisbeee yeah baby : ) Ultimate frisbeee is the bomb especially when fatsos are involved : ) : ) : ) Then, we played volleyball with another group of youngsters, and the sun soon set and we had our little potluck pinic : ) so we just sat under the moonlit sky and ate and ate and ate : ) At about 830 or so, we left and we were the last group on the coast to leave : ) Anyway, it was getting late and some of us had to leave. Then, we headed back to vivo and iliana and yong left. So, Jean and I shopped around and bought this really cool fox top together : ) : ) : ) Okay, then it was 11 or so already and we went straight home and slept for the night : ) YAY. shit im missing out alot of details. It was real fun, and it lies in the company and the spontanity of it. We had no plans on what were we going to do and although we did no fun and exciting stuff, we still enjoyed ourselves loads : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Aarthi's party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;okay this was yesterday. So, after the sleeepover at about 12, I rushed to Katib. AND THATS SUPER DUPER DUPER FAR. okay, so I thought okay katib mrt station, it'll just be 45 min train ride. Then I called Aarthi, and she was like " okay now cross the overhead bridge and take 855 and get off at the third stop" or so I heard. So, I looked at the bus board and saw that 855,854,853 all go to the same third stop and trying-to-get-there-as-fast-as-i-could me saw 854 coming and took it. Then, my intuition told me that something was wrong so I called Aarthi again and she was screaming " get off 854! get of 854!" ahahahah so I realised that she meant third stop after the bus turned right or something. Then, I waited for 855 to come and finally got to her house. THEN THEN THEN I saw terrace houses so I figured that Aarthi's house might me one of those so I walked in for about 10min before I realised that I was going the wrong way. Okay so to make the story short, I took 2hours to get to Aarthi's house : ) AND IT WAS A REAL HORRIBLE EXPERIENCE BUT IT WAS SO SO SO WORTH IT BECAUSE THE PARTY WAS GREAT : ) SO I wondered what was so funny when I walked into her house and everyone started laughing and iliana was pointing " pink pink pink!" cause I was wearing a pink tank. Then Ili told me that before I came, they were all playing taboo and the word they were supposed to guess was bimbo, so Dharini immediately said Nico and everyone yes, guessed the word. And the worst thing was that I had to wear pink there and that officially confirmed my bimb identity. HAHAHA SO NOT TRUE RIGHT OH GEE. STUPID PORTIA HAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sidetrack*OH OH OH DID I TELL YOU MY PORTIA THING WAS THE BOMB HAHAHAH! I was reading the lines in my oh so sexy voice luh and I forgotten my lines halfway thanks to Huiqun who had to change the lines suddenly okay so I ended up making up my own lines. I was like " so, you want Antonio's flesh? You, really really want Antonio's flesh? You want his pound of flesh? Then, you can have his flesh" This is such a horrible line right. It can so top the NO.1 worst line ever said in a play. At the end, 208,202 and 209 got in for drama night so yeah im so proud of 208 : ) : ) : ) Maybe because half of them came from 108 last year : ) And 207 was always close to 208 : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY BACK TO HER PARTY. SO they played water bomb and stuff but yong and I couldnt so we helped them refill the bombs and the flour bomb or what not. AND IT WAS SUCH A SCORCHING AFTERNOON TOO so everyone soon decided to just hang around in her house. They didnt even finished the bombsss. So, we ate and ate and ate all the really INTERESTING FOOOD. like REALLY INTERESTING. like there's this round hole-y biscuit thing which looks like a tyre just that it was crisper. Okay, this's not working. Anyway, the food was good and we ended up watching pride and prejudice the bollywood style. I didnt catch much cause I fell asleep according to Iliana, 5min right after the movie started and woke up half an hour before the movie ended. I am so so so sorry, but I did not sleeep alll night : ) So, after that we just chilled around and the company was so so so often. I swear 207's the bomb bomb bomb! I got home really late, at about 8 I think. It took me so long to go home and I was sleeping and sleeeping throughoout the trip. Like even when standing and waiting for the train to come, I was sleeeping. So I thought I could go home and get a rest when I opened my door and saw Phionna's friends ARGH ARGH. Like 3 of them and they were all hopping around singing HSM3 songs. ( they watched it in the morn). So, I entertained them a little bit here and there and bathed and talked to my awesome mum, which I missed so badly these 2 days. Then, I fell asleep at 9.30pm and according to Phionna, her friends were observing my sleep/ I GOT UP AT 10 this morn : ) 12 solid hours of sleeeep : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY. it doesn't matter where you go to or what you are doing, it's the company that matters : ) OHHHHH AND I LEFT MY PHONE AT AARTHI'S ): its so so so stupidd cause I'll be phoneless for two days and a morning ): And that really sucked cause I had to wish Xinhui and my maid a happy birthday, and changed my piano lesson, and go out tomorrowwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY PICTURES PICTURES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263969298378926978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SQ1gL-pwK4I/AAAAAAAAASU/puZ_2VgTLm8/s320/n820264595_923477_6020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263969308641787058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SQ1gMk4m_LI/AAAAAAAAAS0/RMzQOSiHleU/s320/n820264595_923553_2783.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263969305534921330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SQ1gMZT3-nI/AAAAAAAAASs/BHWSWKhrkIg/s320/n820264595_923537_7380.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263969306763799794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SQ1gMd43LPI/AAAAAAAAASk/Ke5IrXTMiGA/s320/n820264595_923479_6601.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263969299753242130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SQ1gMDxajhI/AAAAAAAAASc/OC-4il6FcaE/s320/n820264595_923478_6305.jpg" border="0" /&gt;AND SOME ACP PICS : )&lt;br /&gt;OHH OHH OHHH I realised that there's still netball carn and ACP. OKAY I THINK THATS HOW I GOT MY SEXAYE VOICE. ALL THE SCREAMING SINGING PORTIA-ING TALKING PLAYING. Okay, so we got 3rd placing for netball carn : ) IT WAS SUCH A FUN TIME STEPPING ON CHRISTINE'S FOOT AND MARKING EUNICE AND PLAYING WITH 2/7. AND OUR ACP WAS SO SO SO AWESOME : ) We all did a modernised Indian dance Aja Nachle : ) Go youtube the dance it was so awesome : ) AND WE HAVE FANTASTIC DANCE TEACHERS LIKE AARTHI, SHYMMA, SOWN, DHARINI, VICKY : ) : ) : ) Really love you guys. And all the effort in making ACP such a successs, like the waitresses, props designer and our class chair especially. We had the most amazing fashion runway shows with super hot hot models and how can we forget the bay watchers jean and I AHAHAHHAHHAHA/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH ITS BLURRED &gt;&lt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263973463172310306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SQ1j-Zt35SI/AAAAAAAAAS8/alVFB-eZYwI/s320/n649239144_944617_6265.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263973463957583170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SQ1j-cpGNUI/AAAAAAAAATE/7VDohU9u9fA/s320/n649468016_1032967_3229.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID EUNICE. Anyway, the focus is on the red awesome banner behind : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263973465430656306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SQ1j-iIThTI/AAAAAAAAATU/qKN0fiCTitQ/s320/n820264595_888031_7090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;WE BLEW A PLENTIFUL OF BALLOONS : )&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263973460935028274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SQ1j-RYdrjI/AAAAAAAAATM/g9RT6iuhG_4/s320/n649468016_1033118_2718.jpg" border="0" /&gt;LOOK LOOK AT THE TABLIES : ) : ) : ) SO MUCH COOLER THAT CHRISTINE'S - stacked up all the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263973465996584946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SQ1j-kPO5_I/AAAAAAAAATc/aoXd0iUQm3w/s320/n820264595_888029_6597.jpg" border="0" /&gt;AND YAY OUR SOUVENIRS : ) : ) : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay cool, I took like an hour on this. I have so much much more to say but im kindof tired of it so im going back to mario kart : ) Hahaha, its my new love these days : ) Thank God there's something called wii to kill a poor little girl's boredom : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s tomorrow's drama night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s I cant wait for tomorrow's drama night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.p.s I bet drama night's gonna be a bomb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.p.p.s im going shopping tomorrow before drama night : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.p.p.p.s i really should stop doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.p.p.p.p.s okay this's the last. I CANT WAIT FOR TOMORROW : ) : ) : ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-8400420821392930107?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/8400420821392930107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=8400420821392930107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/8400420821392930107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/8400420821392930107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/11/yay-guess-whos-back-hahahahaah.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SQ1Gxr0y6II/AAAAAAAAARk/jILAYORWnQo/s72-c/SANY0143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-7628562864214363545</id><published>2008-08-29T19:44:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T20:54:57.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp; its coming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot say what an extrordinary day I had. Anyway, it really is tiptop awesome, so I shall let the pictures speak for themselves.Thanks Iliana for your awesome balloon, Jean for your sexy cards, Yong for the letsheatupthesandthing, Jocelyn for your cookies, Jiayun for your ohsocute yellow thing with wings, Shuxian for your awesome present (I havent open it yet : ) ), Grace and Tammie for your gift (eunice!) I am powered by love : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures are pretty jumbled up, so discern for yourself : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfu0bhbF9I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/v7hgTLX1zGA/s1600-h/DSCN0253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239919275977414610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfu0bhbF9I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/v7hgTLX1zGA/s320/DSCN0253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Island Creameryyyyy : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfu00Jm15I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/D7lgam_BZeI/s1600-h/DSCN0254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239919282588407698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfu00Jm15I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/D7lgam_BZeI/s320/DSCN0254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lets keep it burning baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfu1FzKQlI/AAAAAAAAARE/-DSjeHFV1HU/s1600-h/IMG_1103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239919287326098002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfu1FzKQlI/AAAAAAAAARE/-DSjeHFV1HU/s320/IMG_1103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; EUNICE POUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfu1daZRYI/AAAAAAAAARM/MsRlMOUnshI/s1600-h/IMG_1121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239919293664675202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfu1daZRYI/AAAAAAAAARM/MsRlMOUnshI/s320/IMG_1121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hahaha seriously, I have no idea what is this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfu1pLqPbI/AAAAAAAAARU/ROpFx2lJ31I/s1600-h/IMG_1125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239919296824098226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfu1pLqPbI/AAAAAAAAARU/ROpFx2lJ31I/s320/IMG_1125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAHAHA TAMMIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLftvDo-6lI/AAAAAAAAAQM/JDWH8EQE23g/s1600-h/DSCN0239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239918084155697746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLftvDo-6lI/AAAAAAAAAQM/JDWH8EQE23g/s320/DSCN0239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLftvu_jPoI/AAAAAAAAAQU/mGAsB-vp2VQ/s1600-h/DSCN0243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239918095793077890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLftvu_jPoI/AAAAAAAAAQU/mGAsB-vp2VQ/s320/DSCN0243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HEY SIHUI : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLftvuKkpjI/AAAAAAAAAQc/JK2s8zto2NQ/s1600-h/DSCN0244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239918095570871858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLftvuKkpjI/AAAAAAAAAQc/JK2s8zto2NQ/s320/DSCN0244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLftwLEPnWI/AAAAAAAAAQk/L07ehE3_gc0/s1600-h/DSCN0246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239918103328955746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLftwLEPnWI/AAAAAAAAAQk/L07ehE3_gc0/s320/DSCN0246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLftwEiYh0I/AAAAAAAAAQs/bQ0uac4RcAg/s1600-h/DSCN0251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239918101576320834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLftwEiYh0I/AAAAAAAAAQs/bQ0uac4RcAg/s320/DSCN0251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfsaJYfMQI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Mu2RRXkxH08/s1600-h/DSCN0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239916625408241922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfsaJYfMQI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Mu2RRXkxH08/s320/DSCN0234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfsaWxpIdI/AAAAAAAAAP0/R9lOaKxNGfY/s1600-h/DSCN0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239916629003411922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfsaWxpIdI/AAAAAAAAAP0/R9lOaKxNGfY/s320/DSCN0234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfsakN2VyI/AAAAAAAAAP8/fsa0Dxg-Mz4/s1600-h/DSCN0237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239916632611378978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfsakN2VyI/AAAAAAAAAP8/fsa0Dxg-Mz4/s320/DSCN0237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfsa3a7PWI/AAAAAAAAAQE/r0L5Ju_46yg/s1600-h/DSCN0238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239916637766499682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfsa3a7PWI/AAAAAAAAAQE/r0L5Ju_46yg/s320/DSCN0238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfrN2gyEiI/AAAAAAAAAPM/YXYkhrO-ix4/s1600-h/DSCN0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239915314672701986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfrN2gyEiI/AAAAAAAAAPM/YXYkhrO-ix4/s320/DSCN0226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfrOInKZ4I/AAAAAAAAAPU/NhJqTV3_LdE/s1600-h/DSCN0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239915319531300738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfrOInKZ4I/AAAAAAAAAPU/NhJqTV3_LdE/s320/DSCN0228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfrOcTQQEI/AAAAAAAAAPc/MxigG8u2e0Y/s1600-h/DSCN0230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239915324816506946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfrOcTQQEI/AAAAAAAAAPc/MxigG8u2e0Y/s320/DSCN0230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfrOoFoy_I/AAAAAAAAAPk/5Yo_FoPEXiQ/s1600-h/DSCN0232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239915327980620786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfrOoFoy_I/AAAAAAAAAPk/5Yo_FoPEXiQ/s320/DSCN0232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfqHCW5aHI/AAAAAAAAAOs/0A90i6oDQ_s/s1600-h/DSCN0221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239914098081753202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfqHCW5aHI/AAAAAAAAAOs/0A90i6oDQ_s/s320/DSCN0221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THANKS ILIANA FOR YOUR WONDERFUL BALLOON. IT PROUDLY FLEW IN THE SKIES AROUND SINGAPORE TODAY : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfqHTCuDrI/AAAAAAAAAO0/lHRGuNae-zM/s1600-h/DSCN0222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239914102560526002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfqHTCuDrI/AAAAAAAAAO0/lHRGuNae-zM/s320/DSCN0222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfqHjQjQII/AAAAAAAAAO8/nHAE1Yc76ng/s1600-h/DSCN0223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239914106913505410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfqHjQjQII/AAAAAAAAAO8/nHAE1Yc76ng/s320/DSCN0223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; batchies&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfqH7rJY9I/AAAAAAAAAPE/Z2TfMRi85NA/s1600-h/DSCN0225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239914113467507666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfqH7rJY9I/AAAAAAAAAPE/Z2TfMRi85NA/s320/DSCN0225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SEXY FATSOS : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfo0siaCOI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Dx5KXa9DHL8/s1600-h/DSCN0214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239912683475175650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfo0siaCOI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Dx5KXa9DHL8/s320/DSCN0214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tiffany : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfo047xznI/AAAAAAAAAOU/to1NJDeetEc/s1600-h/DSCN0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239912686802816626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfo047xznI/AAAAAAAAAOU/to1NJDeetEc/s320/DSCN0215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ruoxi : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfo1F-4kTI/AAAAAAAAAOc/tFv9iY35JD0/s1600-h/DSCN0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239912690305503538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfo1F-4kTI/AAAAAAAAAOc/tFv9iY35JD0/s320/DSCN0217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ahahah CANDID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfo1YIacPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/52Lw8-ldvYo/s1600-h/DSCN0220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239912695177310450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfo1YIacPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/52Lw8-ldvYo/s320/DSCN0220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfntpCU3xI/AAAAAAAAANs/FAsu4yQbpC8/s1600-h/DSCN0205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239911462764601106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfntpCU3xI/AAAAAAAAANs/FAsu4yQbpC8/s320/DSCN0205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfnt6ESulI/AAAAAAAAAN0/7kR3YY8aWdM/s1600-h/DSCN0206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239911467336251986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfnt6ESulI/AAAAAAAAAN0/7kR3YY8aWdM/s320/DSCN0206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; look at the wonderful colour combination in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfnuJb9TeI/AAAAAAAAAN8/tjJVrrMNtv4/s1600-h/DSCN0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239911471462043106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfnuJb9TeI/AAAAAAAAAN8/tjJVrrMNtv4/s320/DSCN0211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my sexyhotbabe aarthi : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfnuYAjdAI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FNKbQY7tU_g/s1600-h/DSCN0213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239911475373634562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfnuYAjdAI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FNKbQY7tU_g/s320/DSCN0213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; christine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfmF3AU9YI/AAAAAAAAANM/H0cR_Z5hJyo/s1600-h/DSCN0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239909679807919490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfmF3AU9YI/AAAAAAAAANM/H0cR_Z5hJyo/s320/DSCN0190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; shuxian, I would have died during lessons without you : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfmGBeXsKI/AAAAAAAAANU/HZJBzNm9wCQ/s1600-h/DSCN0193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239909682618282146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfmGBeXsKI/AAAAAAAAANU/HZJBzNm9wCQ/s320/DSCN0193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hahahahah give y'all your welldeserved glam for a moment : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfmGMqy7AI/AAAAAAAAANc/RvdU7a-fWuY/s1600-h/DSCN0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239909685623188482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfmGMqy7AI/AAAAAAAAANc/RvdU7a-fWuY/s320/DSCN0194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WHAT WERE YOU GUYS DOING WITH MY CAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfmGRJjN_I/AAAAAAAAANk/wy7MauCNR_U/s1600-h/DSCN0203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239909686825924594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfmGRJjN_I/AAAAAAAAANk/wy7MauCNR_U/s320/DSCN0203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAH AND SO IT CONTINUES...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfj6mYXgOI/AAAAAAAAAMs/E32KCw4WfMI/s1600-h/DSCN0174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239907287343530210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfj6mYXgOI/AAAAAAAAAMs/E32KCw4WfMI/s320/DSCN0174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; YAY WADDLE BATCHIES&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfj67xc08I/AAAAAAAAAM0/6npOEJIyz74/s1600-h/DSCN0182.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfj7D8yH3I/AAAAAAAAAM8/O0MgZG5KhqQ/s1600-h/DSCN0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239907295280897906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfj7D8yH3I/AAAAAAAAAM8/O0MgZG5KhqQ/s320/DSCN0185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; YONGIE&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfj7aTTKkI/AAAAAAAAANE/7dDcR23_S28/s1600-h/DSCN0189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239907301280918082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfj7aTTKkI/AAAAAAAAANE/7dDcR23_S28/s320/DSCN0189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HUIQUN  : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfiyxgsz0I/AAAAAAAAAMM/BpP1_QsDgpE/s1600-h/DSCN0178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239906053380689730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfiyxgsz0I/AAAAAAAAAMM/BpP1_QsDgpE/s320/DSCN0178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; EVAN EVAN : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfizNlzQgI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Mywe374YTx0/s1600-h/DSCN0179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239906060918276610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfizNlzQgI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Mywe374YTx0/s320/DSCN0179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; YES I LOVE THIS PICC : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfizWF75TI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Yk0Ff0-XVWE/s1600-h/DSCN0182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239906063200544050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfizWF75TI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Yk0Ff0-XVWE/s320/DSCN0182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfizpTjGqI/AAAAAAAAAMk/cgOU_DAB3vA/s1600-h/DSCN0184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239906068357913250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfizpTjGqI/AAAAAAAAAMk/cgOU_DAB3vA/s320/DSCN0184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; JEANCHIEW : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s, for those who want the rest of the pics, ask them from me yeah : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I HEART YOU GUYZXZXZ : )&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-7628562864214363545?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/7628562864214363545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=7628562864214363545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/7628562864214363545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/7628562864214363545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-coming-i-cannot-say-what.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SLfu0bhbF9I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/v7hgTLX1zGA/s72-c/DSCN0253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-1297096615154177182</id><published>2008-08-28T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T23:29:34.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;travel light, and you can sing in the robber's face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It felt like ages since I last blogged, although it is just 4 days and trust me, my record is 5 months or so. Anyway, I felt like posting and there I am right here : ) Though I am suppose to be sleeping right now cause I was supposedly feeling very tired after training under the cloudless sky ( note that im not blaming the sun) today. Well, it was really cloudless; the sky was just pure blue. Anyway, during Tuesday, Jocelyn and I saw the most spectecular cloud ever : ) Ohshit, I can't spell spectecular. hahahah oh no. So, this week is coming to a closure and its the end of term3. Yes, it's been so fast. I know that it will pass by fast, but not this fast. I want to stop this all, and just reside in my little comfort zone of mine, never leaving 207, never leaving cdiv08, never leaving my sexy fatsos. But I know that everything do come to an end eventually. It is perfectly fine, though :) I just sent a long email to Deborah. Deborah, she is an extrordinary girl really. Well, it has been 2 years since we ( not last met) left each other in nanyang. Believe it or not, nanyang is really awesome. I still could not forgot those fun times we had after PSLE, all the basketball matches, all the crazy catching, hide and seek and pepsi cola. Alright, no emo posts. Yes, anyway I feel very happy today. I don't know why, maybe its because I heard my favourite song on the radio. I love it when they play songs I know on 987 : ) Especially when you have to lug home one big pile of shit, Hahaha, not really shit, just all my files and books and bag and training bag and stuff. Its alot when they are all piled up and I was pratically dying on the MRT cause there were no seats or handles to rest my stuff. Oh, but there's this very kind lady who offered to help me hold my stuff as I picked up my badge that dropped on the floor : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so math and chinese was released today. Well, I did not get satisfactory results from math but I must admit that I did not expect so high either, though it is always nice to get a 4.0 or a decent 3.6 for it. I shall not say why but I am starting to hate maths, and it sucks, cause I refuse to hate maths. I am not going to hate maths, but sadly now I do. Alright, whatever, Really, WHATEVER. Chinese oral was awesomee : ) I love laoshi man : ) Okay, I should stop liking people just because they're nice to me and conversely hate someone because they're mean to me. Hahaha, oh my am I acting like some kid right now.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I recorded the finals of America's next top model on teevee and I finally get a chance today to watch it. I think it is really beautiful, it is not bitchy at all okay Christine! You know, seeing those girls cry and want so badly to acheive their dreams and finally able to get it, reminds me of Olympics. Like everywhere in the world, there are people who acheives their dreams and feels satisfied and stuff and it all came about only because these people dare to dream. And it is so amazing right!&lt;br /&gt;YONGILIANAJEAN today was so awesome right : ) We totally imitate guys well : ) HAhahaha and despo girls omg I am mising you guys already. AND BATCHMATES&lt;3&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Sam and Vera, I love you guys okay. Cheer up and you'll do fine, I assure : )&lt;br /&gt;I'll be seeing all my nanyang friends tomorrow, alright till then : ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-1297096615154177182?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/1297096615154177182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=1297096615154177182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/1297096615154177182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/1297096615154177182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/08/travel-light-and-you-can-sing-in.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-2086575942204449226</id><published>2008-08-24T20:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T20:25:11.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&amp;amp; our song is the slamming screen door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally finished my eng pt, with the help of Jiashun. Really, never underestimate anyone nor their abilities. Help can come from the most unexpected places, if only you are willing to open up. Anyway, I feel so accomplished : ) Yes, haven't felt like that in a while. But anyway! It is history SA tomorrow and well, I don't know. As in, I really hope I do fine, but I did not study much ( cause Miss Wani said there was nothing to study). Yeah, that is what all teachers say. But we do not have to learn the post war problems, only communism : ) So, I thought that was a yahoo. Anyway, I am going to pray that my brain functions tomorrow and that nothing would get out of my already saturated brains. I have to do well for this one because my history pt is such a failure and I am still very much confused about Malaya Singapore and what not, and most likely won't be able to do the EOYS on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever : ) I am just going to take a step at a time. Anyway, this week would be a 4-day school week : ) I am all gleaming and escatic. I am crossing out the number of days in my diary every day, and if my memory's not failing me, it should be 82 more days to the dec holidays! Hahah, and then I could proudly say, " two down, two to go : )" At least I am at the halfway mark already. Anyway, that is still 82 more days. For now, I am just going to bombard my brain with more informations and TRY to understand congruency or what not. Seriously, I am starting to hate maths you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, olympics is ending tonight ): I am going to miss is major. It was so exciting and it definitely gives me much force to propel forward in whatever I do. If Michael Phleps can do it, so can I. hahaha, oh I was reading the news today and I saw one of the propsed posters about encouraging Singaporeans to give birth, and there was one that goes like " Michael Phleps. Third child" Then a picture of him swimming. Then, I forget the copy. But it was so funny hahahh. I DONT WANT OLYMPICS TO END! Its okay, I shall just look forward to the youths olympics and hopefully see Tom Daley in two years time : ) For those out there, who still hasn't got any idea who the hell is he, you should bang your head against the wall. If you still can't recall, bang it twice. And if it continues, I pronounce you hopeless and you should just jump down from whatever storey you are at now. hahahaha Im not responsible for any casualties or injuries in the process. Tom Daley is the awesome : ) He is going to be the next Usain Bolt or Michael Phleps or Nastia Lukin or Shawn Johnson or whatever : ) Anyway, I have to thank Olympics for keeping me up late at night ( so at least I could do my work while watching and not fall asleep), bringing so much gossip and "michaelphlepsisminenotyours" into my crazy classmates and the cancellation of boring recesses ( not that they are boring) with the teevee in the canteen : ) Okay, despite all the fake stuff, Beijing did an outstanding job in organising and I cant wait for the London2012. OLYMPICSFTW : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I didn't do moodle :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;its 6 more days.&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/19051342-2086575942204449226?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/2086575942204449226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=2086575942204449226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/2086575942204449226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/2086575942204449226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/08/our-song-is-slamming-screen-door-i.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-5700666215083319339</id><published>2008-08-22T23:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T00:05:10.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&amp;amp; its never too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Or maybe it is, well you never really know till you tried. Anyway, I really don't know what happened, it just surges all of a sudden alright. And Im really pretty much fine right now, thanks guys : ) Thanks Guest : )I heart you guys like so so much you know. Thanks Jean for like singing me to sleep, Iliana and Yong for your fireworks wishes though I didn't catch the whole thing and Jocelyn I love you too alright. And, Im sorry Timothy, about the fireworks thing.Real sorry okay.I just hate where this is going. But it'll get better, I promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been the longest winter without you&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know where to turn to&lt;br /&gt;See somehow I can't forget you&lt;br /&gt;After all that we've been through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going coming thought I heard a knock&lt;br /&gt;Who's there no oneThinking that I deserve it&lt;br /&gt;Now I realize that I really didn't know&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't notice you mean everything&lt;br /&gt;Quickly I'm learning to love againAll I know is I'ma be ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I couldn't live without you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna hurt when it heals too&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;And even though I really love you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna smile cause I deserve to&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't turn on the TV&lt;br /&gt;Without something there to remind me&lt;br /&gt;Was it all that easy&lt;br /&gt;To just put aside your feelings&lt;br /&gt;If I'm dreaming don't wanna laugh&lt;br /&gt;Hurt my feelings but that's the path&lt;br /&gt;I believe in&lt;br /&gt;And I know that time will heal it&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't notice boy you meant everything&lt;br /&gt;Quickly I'm learning to love again&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I am gonna be ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, and all I know is I am going to be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THIS'S INSIPRED BY ILIANA.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA DO SO MANY THINGS TODAY, BUT IM JUST GOING TO LIST THEM.ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA TELL THE WHOLE WORLD HOW MUCH I LOVE THEM.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA ADVOCATE THAT THE WORLD IS FAIR.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA SING TAKE THESE WINGS WITH CLASS AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA LAUGH SO HARD AT ILIANA ONCE MORE.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA SING JEAN TO SLEEP ONE DAY.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA YONG TO HAVE THE BEST GUY ON EARTH.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO TO THE BBALL COURT EVERY MORNING AND SEE YOU FATSOS.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO SHOPPING WITH FATSOS.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA FLY ON A HOTAIR BALLOON AND ROAM THE WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GET MARRIED ON THE MOON.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS BATCHMATES LOTS.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS SEASON LOTS.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS CRYING AND LAUGHING WITH YOU GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS HAVING THINGS ALL UNDER CONTROL.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS HAVING TOBERLONE BEFORE EVERY MATCH.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS SINGING IN THE BUS LIKE NO ONE CARES WITH YOU GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU RAISE ME UP, DEDICATION, TAKE A BOW.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS HUGGING AND GETTING ALL THE BUTTERFLIES BEFORE EVERY MATCH.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS THE FEELING.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT IT ALL BACK.&lt;br /&gt;YES, IM SELFISH AND GREEDY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-5700666215083319339?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/5700666215083319339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=5700666215083319339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/5700666215083319339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/5700666215083319339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-never-too-late-or-maybe-it-is-well.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-668734499633144495</id><published>2008-08-21T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T22:48:37.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate stupid days. I hate when things don't go the way I want it to be.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when I fail stuff. I hate it when I fail a test. I hate it when I fail a test I actually bothered to study for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sucks you know, lit quiz. Yes, its known by now that I have terribly failed my lit quiz. And thats 5% gone. And there'll be quiz 2 and quiz 3 and before I know it, I just failed my 15% of my literature grade. I can't even freaking do a lit quiz. I mean, it is so simple you know, just memorising all the quotes and stuff but somehow those quotes don't always leave such a lasting impression in my mind and I forget them instantly.Snap.Just like that. Even when I read through it again, I still will not be able to do it. And it sucks. Maybe because I haven't experience what it is like to fail for quite a period of time; or when things do not actually go my way. I remembered the time I failed in MYAs in school last year, and eveything came tumbling down. I would curse and blame and swear and do whatever, but not doing anything to ameliorate the situation at all. But, this is so different you know. The thing is that that year, there is accompaniment. And now, its alone. I bet Im the only one in the whole wide world that ever fails a simple lit quiz, and I just gave it away. It is so pathetic you know 9/25. I think I should just stop complaining and just be grateful that I am already given the opportunity to study&lt;br /&gt;( think about the rest in Africa). Yes, I think. That's what I think. " well pronounced, and they would be better if they are followed". I just can't stand it. Everything seems so irritable these few days (sorry jean yong iliana). Like everything you know, from wearing waddle shirt in PE to like my water bottle dropping on the floor, even I have a grudge with the clouds. I just want to stop hoping so much and be content (joce, where's that prayer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be a better day.&lt;s&gt;I think&lt;/s&gt;I hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-668734499633144495?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/668734499633144495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=668734499633144495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/668734499633144495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/668734499633144495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-hate-stupid-days.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-5197943792703507253</id><published>2008-08-21T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T22:15:16.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; I just wanna die in your arms tonight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HANG ON GUYS. I REALLY WANNA GIVE YOU GUYS A HUG RIGHT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;STAY STRONG OKAY. WE'RE PROUD OF YOU NEVERTHELESS.&lt;br /&gt;rgbball.anna.angie.adeline.ivana.iliana.rachel.stephanie.yanping.yong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-5197943792703507253?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/5197943792703507253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=5197943792703507253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/5197943792703507253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/5197943792703507253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-just-wanna-die-in-your-arms-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-7201376867859222693</id><published>2008-08-19T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T22:03:34.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; screen out the sun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not resist the temptation to blog.I have so much stuff going on now and I just need to feel more coherent. So I am going to make a list-to-dos here (this is purely for the sake of personal reference and sorry for guilty-slackers who doesnt need to be reminded of the work)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 math AA&lt;br /&gt;02 eng pt&lt;br /&gt;03 history SA&lt;br /&gt;04 oral tmr&lt;br /&gt;05 lit quotes quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the worst part is that all of these carry a certain weightage to our scores. And all of these are due this/next week and it sucks so badly. Did I tell you how horrible a day I had today? It was so stupid. I guess now, I really have to work on my class protocol, but I mean. Ohwells, nevermind. I hate it I hate it I can't wait for weekend to come. Anyway, I can finally brainwash myself out of the chinese culture thing cause it is over, and I think I screwed up some parts as I started crapping and beating around the bush cause I had nothing to say, gosh. It was so freaking scary okay. The whole room is quiet and you had to stand in front and speak from memory for 3 minutes, and it does not help that the room is freezing. Ohwells, it is over. Wait, and there is still the lit recitals which I did so bimbo-ly argh. It was SUPPOSED to be arrogant, but ITS OVER. omg, I have to stop harping on the past. I am so afraid of my oral, because I don't know how the hell to describe an advertisement using words like reading vector, salience, power of the camera,pathos, ethos, logos, seven deadly sins and what not. And trust me, I did that with Mrs Yeo and Beth was laughing her head off. And the worst thing today is that we have to hand in our maths AA draft by tomorrow morning, and needless to say I haven't done it yet. At all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love philo, I really do.&lt;br /&gt;I hate boring lessons, yes that is an understatement. But I just can't stand how lessons can be so boring. I love my lit lesson, seriously, those of us in ms tay's lessonss have felt hatred and deceive over her lessons, ahahahha she does it so well! Anyway, I better start revising for my oral because I don't want to freak out and die or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and here to RGS girls : EH EH EH we're going to publish a book called " chicken soup for the RGS girl" as an end product for our RS project, so those of you who are interested to send in your stories/poems or what not, do send it to errrr icantremembertheemail but it would be up on inet yeah : ) AHHAHHAHAHA yeah shiqi I did my part : ) : ) : ) And Ivana, I love your design.&lt;br /&gt;You know now when I watch the Olympics and prize giving ceronmony in school, I always feel so nuzzy inside. Its like I really know how much they trained for it and it is just real touching to be able to finally acheive what you work so hard for ( yes, think back trainigs and season) Hahahah, I don't know. I just feel that it is so beautiful. Oh whatever, this could go on forever.Alright guys, hahahhaah to Iliana's non existent readers and soon to be mine too, XOXO you know you love me. Hahaha, quit trying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-7201376867859222693?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/7201376867859222693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=7201376867859222693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/7201376867859222693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/7201376867859222693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/08/screen-out-sun-i-could-not-resist.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-3921538280561559804</id><published>2008-08-14T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T22:11:32.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Even cowboys in Manhattan gets the way of lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, I know it've been ages. So much for not trying to touch the com huh, Christine. Anyway, I hate this whole week. It has been a pretty much icanttellhowstupidanddumbitisbecauseitistheultimatecapacityinwhichicantake week. It really suck okay. But whatever. Really. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it all surging up again, and I don't want it to be so because I hate repeats ):&lt;br /&gt;But whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was the prize giving ceremony in school, and I would like to give a big big hug to all my sexy fatsos and my lovely 207 for your crazy screams and ireallyloveyouguys alright : ) I hate needing alot of sleep you know. I hate it when I cant even stay awake for the whole school lessons ; I hate it when I have to rest my head on the table and fall asleep; I hate it when I have to forgo recess to sleep; I hate feeling so sleepy and yawning all the time; I hate being so lethargic and always craving for my bed; I hate it when I get up in the morning but all I want to do is so lie on my bed once more; I hate it when I have to fall asleep; I hate it ): My determination is so screwed right now because I always give in to these cravings, I can never resist them. Why do I still get tired after like 7-8 hours of sleep? It really sucks you know, because I can never finish my work or either that not pay attention in class. And reality check, its about a month more to EYAs and yes Nico, you have not been studying. Even dumping yourself at Borders didn't help. Switch focus. Right now, I have lots and lots of things to finish up/ catch up on and Im still here blogging. SUCKS RIGHT ZOMG ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just yesterday, I was at Borders with Jean and I saw gossipgirl and picked it up, unknowing of the damage it would cause me later on. I ended up reading and reading the whole book and forgoing my chinese pt which is like next Monday and Im still at xin1nian1. Anyway, gossipgirl is addictive : ) But not as much as Edward Cullen. Hahah, Im probably one of the latest to found out that Edward Cullen is so stunningly beautiful. Yes Boon, we have a date with the Cullens on 12.12 : ) Oh no, its so long. Its okay, in the meantime I'll look forward to camp rock : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Chinese lesson today, we caught a movie luo4 di4 shen1 geng1 or something. It was so sad, I swear ): And Alanna and Esther came barging in. Hahah, okay not barging. They only caught a small fraction of it and HuiQun cried okay. Oh no, its my turn on Monday. And today we received our AlternativeAssessment. It really sucks you know, because I haven't even touched on my english pt yet. And my lit quotes ): Oh no, so much stuff, so little time. NO. You have enough time. Just stop sleeping :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, aesthetics day tomorrow. I am going to like it.&lt;br /&gt;I love talking to you too, Jean : )&lt;br /&gt;the balloons and grass and snow and cottage and autumn leaves and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and redsports finally features the long-awaited article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3paperchaste&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-3921538280561559804?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/3921538280561559804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=3921538280561559804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/3921538280561559804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/3921538280561559804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/08/even-cowboys-in-manhattan-gets-way-of.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-6635650923262009503</id><published>2008-08-06T22:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:44:57.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&amp;amp; DOUBLE CHAMPS- we haven't gotten enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha, whatever. Im just so apalled over the fact that RI and RGS are double champs : ) It is so pretty you know : ) Okay, Im acting like a total bimbo. Anyway, well done Raffles! We did exceedingly well and did coach so so so so proud : ) Hahahahah, double champs okayyy : )&lt;br /&gt;So we all got our pretty little medals today, and trust me. The gold is real : ) Alright, prize presentation went well : ) Just that the camera took a little long to snap us and we felt embarrassed up there to be posing for so so long. Hahaha, but it still feels great : ) CHAMPS : ) CHAMPS CHAMPS :) Anyway RI played an amazing day today, so kudos to them! Redsports is so slowwww in writing about our finals : ) Hahahah but the tkgs and pcs pictures were equally awesome : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, another day more to the mugging weekend : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231414719820759042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJm3-G-qgAI/AAAAAAAAALs/pBW5wkWWGiU/s320/DSCF1071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOFTBALL C DIVISION GIRLS FIRST : ) : ) : )&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231414718584528850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJm3-CX7H9I/AAAAAAAAAL0/DHl1-76edLc/s320/DSCF1072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;it proudly says 2008 National interschool games championship : ): ) : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231414721321628466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJm3-Mkf8zI/AAAAAAAAAL8/cYQuaGN-tBg/s320/prize_presentation_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;WITH AWESOME COACHH AND CCUBE : )&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231414719605866818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJm3-GLbgUI/AAAAAAAAAME/C8zVdTiCAq4/s320/prize_presentation_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;DOUBLE CHAMPSSS : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-6635650923262009503?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/6635650923262009503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=6635650923262009503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/6635650923262009503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/6635650923262009503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/08/double-champs-we-havent-gotten-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJm3-G-qgAI/AAAAAAAAALs/pBW5wkWWGiU/s72-c/DSCF1071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-7821826173023322257</id><published>2008-08-05T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T21:37:19.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&amp;amp; I was born to tell you I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. Okay, back to lyrics maniac. Anyway, I was looking through ( and trying so hard to organise my pictures once more) and I stumbled upon this wonderful picture. Okay, I looked like a dope but that's not the point. The point is that, I do miss my primary school. Yes, you heard it. I know it sounds so dodgy like didn't you say a minute ago that you're super contented with your life. But I do admit missing all my friends and such. After all, you cannot forget them so easily after spending your intimate years of growing up with them. Halloween was the bomb! Hahaha, I remembered crashing Saiying's and lugging like 5 big pumpkins to school because you guys didn't know where to buy pumpkins from ( when I easily get them at supermarket and not so easily lug them all to school). Oh no, I seem to be waffling. I keep going like "anyway" " that's not the point" " oh and..." , Yes, not good. So much for trying to keep my blog free of grammatical errors and coherent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway (there I go again), it is going to be National Day's celebration on Friday and I am pondering whether or not go head back to primary school. I am sure we would play basketball just like how we used to, but we won't get a court and have to end up kidnaping a small p4 kid and grab his ez card : ) Just like how we used to. So tomorrow would be our prize presentation and we would be gleaming that gold is still not the old : ) I am very sure we would smile so fine yeah : ) Hahahaha, oh gosh. Today's lunchbreak was crazy I tell you. We had people flocking in from all over everywhere talking to boobs and what not. Hahahaha. Oh gosh. And Iliana's wonderful FREE brownie. And I finally got back at Christine by kicking her dam ass : ) Hahahaha, she keeps doing it okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, I am experiencing dire mood swings.Women. Alright, I feel so stressed/unstressed (reminded of iambic pentametre hahahahaha) becauseeeee the exams are next tuesday ): And its 3 papers in one day, I swear it can kill you. Brain drain. But I know it is not so important, okay maybe it is. But its only part of my life, not it. You know sometimes I wonder if Im being too relaxed or too hardcoree. Oh no, Im so contradictory nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know why secondhand serenade is called secondhand serenade. It has a super sweet story behind it : ) Okay I shall publicise it : ) Okay, the lead singer has been playing in the band as a base since he was a teenager and so on. However, he saw a girl which is his wife now ( yes he is married ) and decided to woo her ; however, it is stupid to woo a girl with a base so he took up singing classes in order to 'serenade her'. And he wrote lyrics and songs which were meant for her and thus the songs we now listen to, are kindof secondhand. HAHAHAHAH SO SWEET RIGHT. and just because of him, the whole band has to be called secondhand serenade. BUT THE BAND IS AWESOME I SWEAR. WHO CARES I SHALL CALL IT FIRSTHAND CREAMME : ) whatever.&lt;br /&gt;philo fa right up my list&lt;br /&gt;someone stop this please&lt;br /&gt;its okay, I know it'll end&lt;br /&gt;till then my broken heart mend : ) : ) : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHAHA YAY BACK TO MY IMPROPTU : )&lt;br /&gt;alright, have an awesome day guys! its only 2 more days : ) AND WE'RE AT THE BUS BAY AGAIN HMMMMMS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJhS0LYCbNI/AAAAAAAAALk/D_OJk0KboKQ/s1600-h/me,+saiying+and+nico+with+our+pumpkins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231022023551118546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJhS0LYCbNI/AAAAAAAAALk/D_OJk0KboKQ/s320/me,+saiying+and+nico+with+our+pumpkins.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/19051342-7821826173023322257?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/7821826173023322257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=7821826173023322257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/7821826173023322257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/7821826173023322257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-was-born-to-tell-you-i-love-you-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJhS0LYCbNI/AAAAAAAAALk/D_OJk0KboKQ/s72-c/me,+saiying+and+nico+with+our+pumpkins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-3699548826510027762</id><published>2008-08-03T16:55:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T17:36:27.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&amp;amp; ITS NATS CHAMP BABY : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, this is not some lyrics, in case you're googling this or whatsoever : )&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I shall keep this post short ( I don't usually keep to my word) because im super super super crazy right now, after knowing that lit quiz and csi spa is tomorrow. And note that I did not attend a single science lesson except for the first. Yes, Im trying to hide my boos and my exaggerated AHHHH and OMG and ZOMG (hahah my new love).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY.so recap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEOUL GARDEN WAS THE BOMB : ) I shall just let the pictures do the talking. And we are NATS CHAMP : ) YES NATS CHAMP BABYYY : )&lt;br /&gt;AHHAHAH it was really fun and zomg i miss you ccube ):&lt;br /&gt;So, we had redsports come to take a shoot on us and it was super hiliarious, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we are featured in the newspaper. So if any asses of you out there havent got one Friday Straits time, then go get it now. Whoops, it is Sunday already. Gah look it up your thrash bin or whatsoever. You have to find it : ) HAHA : )&lt;br /&gt;OKAY so our prize presentation is going to be on Wednesday. But we are going to watch the RI match first. It would be real sexy if they could get their nats champ too : ) YEAH go Raffles &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we beat Nanayang 11-6, and it is real comforting because our seniors had always made it to finals or semis only to be beaten by Nanyang. And we finally got them : ) So yeah, Simone is so unpleased : /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now that Nationals are over. It is time for growingg fat and eating fast food. I don't know when was the last time I actually ate fast food. Hahaha, okay maybe not long ago. And I am falling sick ): All the taunting and screaming and CHILLI SPAGHETTI hahahaha. But it is also time for me to catch up on my work and so because I've been missing loads of lessons and I hate it :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Seoul Garden was dam sexyy because the hot plate keeps sizzling and throws up oil and splatters on Alanna and I. Hahahah. Alanna is such a cowardd wheeee and after SG, we went to arcade and played PANIC PARK. And as the name suggests, it was pure panic and there goes my screaming and my voice again. Hahahah, but it is dam fun I tell you. It is my new love besides bishibashi. I suck at bishibashi. It was so fun. And we were all singing outside the kbox to take a bow. Hahaha. Anyway it was so fun omgg I find it hard to convey it in words. Okay we were playingg like there wasn't school the next day. And the next day, all of us were zombiefied, but it was okay, because it was a Friday and an aesthetics day, though I was dying during geog.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I would have gone on. But I am( only for this time) going to keep to my word for keeping the post short. For cross-referencing to other sources, visit Alanna or Christine or Jocelyn or Emily or Eunice or Kelly or Natalie or Samantha or Boon 's blogg : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys love my cooking : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJV3UPQBA3I/AAAAAAAAALM/ZEwxObZ7HA4/s1600-h/Image038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230217731835495282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJV3UPQBA3I/AAAAAAAAALM/ZEwxObZ7HA4/s320/Image038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AHHAHA LOOK AT HOW MESSY OUR PLATES WERE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJV3UaJ7N4I/AAAAAAAAALU/r5jeEQQGh-0/s1600-h/Image041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230217734762739586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJV3UaJ7N4I/AAAAAAAAALU/r5jeEQQGh-0/s320/Image041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AWESOME &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJV3UgAIjCI/AAAAAAAAALc/RlqeEgXgOW8/s1600-h/Image047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230217736332282914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJV3UgAIjCI/AAAAAAAAALc/RlqeEgXgOW8/s320/Image047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; welll, stupiddd light. It was suppose to say seoul garden : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJV2r5jrf1I/AAAAAAAAAK0/dWT26onHtzA/s1600-h/Image028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230217038817623890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJV2r5jrf1I/AAAAAAAAAK0/dWT26onHtzA/s320/Image028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; KWONGIEEEEE&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJV2r8TNl8I/AAAAAAAAAK8/S6uzlagnmZU/s1600-h/Image030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230217039553861570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJV2r8TNl8I/AAAAAAAAAK8/S6uzlagnmZU/s320/Image030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hahahahahahahahha omggg the table that has the QUIRKEST hot plate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJV2seDcCWI/AAAAAAAAALE/uc2u6sEo6Lc/s1600-h/Image031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230217048614504802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJV2seDcCWI/AAAAAAAAALE/uc2u6sEo6Lc/s320/Image031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know our soup looks disgustinggg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJV2LKslZWI/AAAAAAAAAKc/sZhRdOkpQWk/s1600-h/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230216476482692450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJV2LKslZWI/AAAAAAAAAKc/sZhRdOkpQWk/s320/Image023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jocelyn in action : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJV2LWaR9pI/AAAAAAAAAKk/FZIN8Adl5KI/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230216479627146898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJV2LWaR9pI/AAAAAAAAAKk/FZIN8Adl5KI/s320/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAAHAHAHHAHA ALANNA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJV2LpuPyqI/AAAAAAAAAKs/0aTtnbsUy9Y/s1600-h/Image025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230216484811164322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJV2LpuPyqI/AAAAAAAAAKs/0aTtnbsUy9Y/s320/Image025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES CCUBE : ) hey i addedddd mine too : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJVz9L0BR0I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Q9gOH_4eGRY/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230214037240891202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJVz9L0BR0I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Q9gOH_4eGRY/s320/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hahahahah, look at the backdrop : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJVz9p6fgqI/AAAAAAAAAKE/eU46VLG0p5Q/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230214045321101986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJVz9p6fgqI/AAAAAAAAAKE/eU46VLG0p5Q/s320/Image020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yay awesomee : ) Shhh its only between boon, christine and I : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJVz9wryYqI/AAAAAAAAAKM/PKujk9FDJCA/s1600-h/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230214047138472610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJVz9wryYqI/AAAAAAAAAKM/PKujk9FDJCA/s320/Image021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, this is how awful our hot plate looked. wires and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJVz-CsCWnI/AAAAAAAAAKU/CGZb0cgz8gU/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230214051971357298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJVz-CsCWnI/AAAAAAAAAKU/CGZb0cgz8gU/s320/Image022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; YAYYYY : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJVzLk5uaWI/AAAAAAAAAJc/E0aO_cmUYEE/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230213184982247778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJVzLk5uaWI/AAAAAAAAAJc/E0aO_cmUYEE/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hahahahaha, notice the blur version at the back and the focus in front : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJVzLqn6lII/AAAAAAAAAJk/uuTRKoUgeW8/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230213186518160514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJVzLqn6lII/AAAAAAAAAJk/uuTRKoUgeW8/s320/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; COACH : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJVzLkSPA_I/AAAAAAAAAJs/kbKH_RytCjk/s1600-h/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230213184816612338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJVzLkSPA_I/AAAAAAAAAJs/kbKH_RytCjk/s320/Image017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; YAY LOVE EUNICE &lt;3 href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJVzLmAUTpI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/wqOq8eramrM/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230213185278332562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJVzLmAUTpI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/wqOq8eramrM/s320/Image019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;/a&gt; COACH's THE MAN : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJVy3sgEJTI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vG1BQTyMqtg/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230212843424720178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJVy3sgEJTI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vG1BQTyMqtg/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; let us be in the continuous circle of fun, laughter and joyyy : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJVy3mFbCPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/zMcjxY9hzbg/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230212841702361330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJVy3mFbCPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/zMcjxY9hzbg/s320/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WE ARE HAPPY PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJVy3-QtU_I/AAAAAAAAAJM/OXYmnWmszNg/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230212848192148466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJVy3-QtU_I/AAAAAAAAAJM/OXYmnWmszNg/s320/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OKAY. it was supposed to be &lt;3 href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJVy4OSHq4I/AAAAAAAAAJU/dQc951jKZnI/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230212852493036418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJVy4OSHq4I/AAAAAAAAAJU/dQc951jKZnI/s320/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CAN CAN : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-3699548826510027762?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/3699548826510027762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=3699548826510027762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/3699548826510027762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/3699548826510027762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-nats-champ-baby-yes-this-is-not.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SJV3UPQBA3I/AAAAAAAAALM/ZEwxObZ7HA4/s72-c/Image038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-598850688426103181</id><published>2008-07-27T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T22:30:09.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&amp;amp; how long is your now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK. STOP. STARE. guess what week is it now! It is already week 6. Oh gosh, come to think of it, we only have about 10 more weeks to EOYS which would zoom passed us in a snap before you know it. And then there would be the stressing and worrying and anxiety all over, as you picture everyone heading straight back home after papers and hard mug for the next. Then, you see tension and hugs and allthebests, breakalegs and jiayous and you feel so much better. But it doesnt change a thing as you stepped into the class and see the thick pile of foolscap and question paper on your desk and the moment the teacher said "start", everyone would be busy flipping the pages and stare and pray, hoping that somewhere in their memory would be the answer they just memorised the day before. Day by day, this continues and then WHAMBAMSHEEZAM its over. Its all over. Then, there would be crashing of houses, screaming at everything, hugging, jumping wildly, emotional eating ( in a good way : ) ) and all the crazy crazy stuff : ) And then its the December holiday which we look forward so much now but hate it and wishes it would go faster when it actually comes. Haha, so routinal . Yes, all of these again. And repeat and repeat.Ohwells, but with all of these, comes my lovely ccube and sexy fatsos and Im not regretting every minute of it alright : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this week will be a long long one. Yes ccube, it would be the last week in which we get to leave class earlier, we get to each lunch all together, get to laugh at Eunice's shit *ahemm*, whining under the hot sun and so forth. But, all of these will always be in my memory somewhere. Haha, somewhere in there. Not sure where it'll go though. Hmmmm anyway its only 2 more games okay. We'll be playing at fajar not crescent on 31st July , quote Alanna : ) Alright, my mental alarm is ringing, heading for bed : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekend is always so un-productive. Iliana I need you ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-598850688426103181?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/598850688426103181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=598850688426103181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/598850688426103181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/598850688426103181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-long-is-your-now-look.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-8834565040978816292</id><published>2008-07-24T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T19:58:33.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&amp;amp; put your hand way up high, we'll never say bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well done my lovely &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;CCUBE&lt;/span&gt; : )&lt;br /&gt;we are going into the semis yeah! So what if we are playing PeiCai again! This time, we'll show them that we're no bitches :/ Sheesh I hate to see them you know. They are real freaky but its okay, like what coach says, in order to be a true champion, we have to beat all the teams that come in our way and not to go round the bush and avoid. Hahaha, anyway good game today against Nanhua. They fought hard. We fought harder : ) I really don't want this to end you know. Can you see it past so fast ? It is just two more games no matter what. &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;TWO &lt;/span&gt;more. Whenever I hear coach says to the sec ones" they'll be passing the torch on to you guys next year", I'll be reminded of the time when coach said that to us. And SRC, our first time; the feeling is really great. Playing with you guys had been a real experience you know. We cry it through, laugh it through, and all the ups, downs, lefts rights : ). But this never deterred us, ccube. Through it all, we became stronger as one united batch. Argh :/ We have to treasure these two games that we'll be playing next week okay! Cause its only going to pass by so fast and boom we're no longer cdiv08 anymore. But the memories I have will always be carried on till bdiv adiv blah : ) ALRIGHT NO EMOING HERE.&lt;br /&gt;SHIT. hahahahah anyway we played well okay :  ) : ) : )&lt;br /&gt;My science pt is very very screwed ):&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah, I was whining in the canteen today. And Christine and Jocelyn gave me their justea as a stupid form of comfort. Anyway, Jocelyn went eating the suji biscuit again. She ah, always have something in her mouth one. HAhaha. its okay. We are training our metabolism rate : ) Hahaha, excusessss.&lt;br /&gt;Missisng lessons ain't fun :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s thanks kimberly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-8834565040978816292?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/8834565040978816292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=8834565040978816292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/8834565040978816292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/8834565040978816292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/07/put-your-hand-way-up-high-well-never.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-3550680668168275528</id><published>2008-07-23T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T23:12:41.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;11:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that glimpse of it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-3550680668168275528?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/3550680668168275528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=3550680668168275528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/3550680668168275528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/3550680668168275528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/07/1111-that-glimpse-of-it-again.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-274728763136810553</id><published>2008-07-23T20:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T21:07:54.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;&amp;amp; I just can't pull myself away; under a spell I can't break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever Alanna and Jocelyn manzsxzxzxz.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I bet this is correct. I swear Jocelyn is lyrics-deaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I handed in my history PT today. I am super super demoralised.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I talked about prostitution and not comfort women. Then, I realised that you do not get money for being comfort women. Then, my last page is screwed. Then, my chinatown picture lookos too modern. Okay, I could go on. Oh wells, It's alright. Im passed that. I shall just work hard for the rest of the others. You guys should have seen Iliana's PT. It's super pretty I tell you. I handed in for her today, and everyone was like " OMG NICO UR PT IS DAM PRETTY" hahahahaha. Boo, how I wish. Anyway, Iliana owes me cookie : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH IM GETTING FATTER AND FATTER STUPID JOCELYN AND EMILY. AHHAHA I NEED MORE SAMANTHA! I was literally stuffing myself during recess and lunch. Gah emotional eating. Hahahahah, I've never eaten so much before, I swear. And Sam is freaking 1.7 already. I am going to eat her up if she doesn't give my my twisties soon! Haha and no Sam, don't try to twist my arm : ) At least I learnt how to saturate vitamin C today! HAha, sam you cheaterrrr. You and your green iodine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did my Chinese presentation today :/ Was pretty screwed. Hahaha, the class was laughing like crazy luh. Anyway, thanks Stacy and Siling ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ILIANA YONG ANNA ANGIE STEPH RACHAEL YANPING ADELINE IVANA IM SO SO SO SUPER PROUD OF YOU GUYS OKAY. I KNOW YOU GUYS CAN DO IT : ) YOU GUYS DESERVE THAT ZONALS CHAMP : ) AH AH AH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iliana, Im so sorry I am unable to support you guys. But you guys know that I am always there deep insidee giving you my utmost rapport and cheering you on right! Hahahah, so cheesy. Anyway, always give yourself another chance okay! Play, not prove. Prove not to your coach, your teammates or even yourself, but put in your best because its your game. It is your game, your passion, your penchant : ) You put in so much effort and time into it, but who cares if is worth it, who cares if you screw it up. What mattes most is that you enjoy the process during this whole thing alright! And you'll always be my lovely fatso no matter what. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATCH TOMORROW&lt;3 ITS THE DECIDING ONE. WE CAN BEAT NANHUA OKAY : ) LETS SMILE : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RHD : ) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226194925880122914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SIcsmHQIniI/AAAAAAAAAI0/VU-_of2EwCE/s320/s820264595_613976_9000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha JEAN WHAT WERE WE DOING!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226194916910066658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SIcsll1ga-I/AAAAAAAAAIc/0q9mv-HxV_0/s320/s820264595_613973_8110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;MY LOVELY FATSOS : )&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226194921039699266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SIcsl1OFnUI/AAAAAAAAAIk/PfwbjoPp6NU/s320/s820264595_613977_9333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;ANGIEEEE DARLINGGGGZXZXZXZXZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226194920360327122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SIcslysHN9I/AAAAAAAAAIs/kSOBRWfOTeE/s320/s820264595_613975_8680.jpg" border="0" /&gt;AHHAHAHAHAHA SEE JEAN SEXY LEGS : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-274728763136810553?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/274728763136810553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=274728763136810553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/274728763136810553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/274728763136810553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-just-cant-pull-myself-away-under.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SIcsmHQIniI/AAAAAAAAAI0/VU-_of2EwCE/s72-c/s820264595_613976_9000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-1396501031103442388</id><published>2008-07-22T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T22:29:42.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp; take me away, to better &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, DAYS is bolded and underlined and italicised and coloured or whatever, especially for people like EUNICE AND ALANNA who doubt my lyrical abilities.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Im not going to update much. Im just going to do more tomorrow or something. Boo I don't know if I should watch the RI match tomorrow. I know I shouldn't cause I have mountains of homeworks to clear. ( Haha, I sound like the yu3 gong1 yi1 shan1 thing) Dont mind the pingyin.&lt;br /&gt;Anywayy, orchid park is in oour hands : ) And IM SO GONNA UPDATE PICTURES ON RHD : ) HAHAHAHAH SERIOUSLY JEAN WE'RE THE SEXYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE PLAYING HAND GAMES : ) Okay, at least I won once hah Jocelyn! I swear luh, Jocelyn rules in hand games. She just has a super super sharp mind for it. Well, maybe that's the only thing she is good at. Hahaha.And Polar bear was a total failure, stupid Christine doesn't know how to defend herself and Kelly just looks too innocently guilty for it! Haha, pretty ugly : )&lt;br /&gt;3 more to go guys : ) I heartzxzxzxz you ccubee! : ) : ) : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-1396501031103442388?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/1396501031103442388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=1396501031103442388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/1396501031103442388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/1396501031103442388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/07/take-me-away-to-better-days-yes-days-is.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-4811571127485154187</id><published>2008-07-19T10:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T10:59:29.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; Im part of you definitely&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whambamsheezamm&lt;br /&gt;gosh, this week sure flew past me so fast. I was hoping to use this week to catch up on my studies and blah, but looks like I'll have to do it after my season. And batchmates, don't get so stress alright! It's only a freaking geog essay. Furthermore, we were never taught on the spatial blah temporal blah urgency blah thing, so its not our fault : )&lt;br /&gt;Shit. I need to redo my whole geog essay again. I did not add in the criteria part. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;You know time really flies at the most unexpected moments. Come to think of it, the exams are in 3 weeks time and I still vividly remember my June holidays, the screaming and jumping after MYAs, the camwhoringg, the matches and all, and now boom its exam time again! This would last forever man. And the fact that I have not touch my books at all adds on to the boo-ness. Haha, Xinhui says I've been boo-ing alot. Ahh complain queen : /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its the weekend already. And soon it would be Sunday, and then Monday and then back to school! Nevertheless, this whole week has been a well break for me, though I didn't get to utilise it so well. AH AH AH. Cadenza's today : )&lt;br /&gt;I miss sexy fatsos, I really do. It's only a week and I missed you guys like crazy already. You guys are the only reason why Im still not worn out by school yet. And my dear CCUBE of course &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;CCUBE, you're the bomb alright! Nanyang match was awesome. It was really awesome. I believed we can get the src spirit back alright : )&lt;br /&gt;4 more matches, and it is the end of cdiv08 ):&lt;br /&gt;So, lets make the full use of it and whack it out yeah. It is gonna be our last year as cdiv08 and lets show them what we are made of alright!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-4811571127485154187?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/4811571127485154187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=4811571127485154187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/4811571127485154187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/4811571127485154187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-part-of-you-definitely.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-1876704770119357297</id><published>2008-07-16T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T21:07:10.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&amp;amp; I will run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Alright, so I had an amazing day today. Well, not really that amazing. But it feels good to be out after like cooping up in my little nest at home for ages. Anyway, I left home at about 1, went to pick my little sister up and we went to Orchard Hotel for Tony Roma's : ) : ) : )&lt;br /&gt;Well, its my dear mum's birthday so we decided to just celebrate it for her today : )&lt;br /&gt;Anyway mummy has been the bomb so she deserves this! Well, it better be goood. Cause my history pt time is compromised : )&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Tony Roma was great. And I was busy taking shots of everything there. From the cocktails to the ribs to the table and to us, of course : )&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, then we caught Hancock. It was okay luh. Like not that fantastic but not that lousy either. Then we went shopppingg. Omg. Guilt-ridden. I hate feeling guilty when I go out for shopping or am not doing any work.Bleh. Look what rg inculcates into us poor souls. But I never regret the sexy fatsos part : ) Thanks Iliana for the wonderful Smses ! I'VE SO MUCH TO TEL YOU MY DEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. History PT. Go Ccubeee&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Leon, well done for your track yeah! I told you you guys could do it : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-1876704770119357297?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/1876704770119357297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=1876704770119357297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/1876704770119357297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/1876704770119357297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-will-run-alright-so-i-had-amazing-day.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-8503396192555940934</id><published>2008-07-16T02:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T02:29:51.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahaha, omg how many times am I blogging in a day.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this's just the second.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously think Im a late sleeper. Booo, but I didnt finish my diary though. Im going to sleep right now. I thought I could last till the end of my diary. I only did less than 1 year of it. Gah so unproductive!/&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I was talking to deb about subject combi. She says that taking chem, physics, geog and history i fine : ) Hahahaha. Ah I still don't know what to take.&lt;br /&gt;Ohwells, I shall procastinate and leave everything to tomorrowwww, though I'll be out tomorrow. Hahahaha. Gosh. NEED MORE TIME!&lt;br /&gt;Its 2+ am already. Im going to suffer from jet lag sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's to all the trackers: good luck for your finals &lt;s&gt;tomorrow&lt;/s&gt; TODAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-8503396192555940934?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/8503396192555940934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=8503396192555940934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/8503396192555940934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/8503396192555940934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/07/hahaha-omg-how-many-times-am-i-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-7276747905424937353</id><published>2008-07-15T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T22:59:27.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt; tonight will be the night where I will fall for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;haahaha! Christine and I were totally singing that song luh. Anyway, we had training today. Well, I love it luh. Well, today we were alot happier. Haha, I was telling Emily "  Hey Em, I like today man. Everyone is so happy!" hahahaha, and then I just realised that what I said was a statement of a deprived child who has never really experienced &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pure joy&lt;/span&gt; in her life. Haha, its not true luh. It just feels great that everyone is so happpy. ZOMG. I better stop this. Hahahah, and Christine and I were talking IM today. It was hiliarious I tell you. Hahahahahaha zomgggg Im like laughing my head of at the remembrance of Christine's " I'll be back" which she said "brb" or somethinggg. Hahahaha, and we were just shooting IMs at each other. Anywayy it wassss dam funnnyy. OMG. AND I LOVE &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;PEPSI COLA GAME WITH BATCH&lt;33&lt;/span&gt; AHAHHA SPASTIC SAM. and Nat's sneak attaack and Eunice's I-will-get-you-with-my-super-ultra-big-step ! And our tennis ball game : ) OMG SAM IS PURE SPASM I SWEAR. Haha, loook aliteration. ALRIGHT so today was a big happy smiley day for me :) The weather couldn't agree more by shooting arrows of rain though. But, I love that though. Anyway, we were mostly doing circuit. Ahhh &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;NANYANG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;MATCH&lt;/span&gt; ON THURSDAY. Haha, I get to see Lauren and Minghui ZOMG go ccube&lt;3 Hahaha, shit. Im like spamming ZOMG in my post. Ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I saw Iliana, Angie, Anna and Yong today. I missed them so badly you know. But I could only stay with them for 15min because I still have training. I have so much to tell you guys my sexy fatsos! AND I SAW JEAN today. Everyone was like " Is that Jean?" hahah, come back soon Jean. We missed you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batch talk today. Really went fine. But we didn't really utilise the time we had and I had to wake up at 9 because of that okay! And considering the faact that I was not laterrr than our tardy queen is already quite an acheivement! Anyway, Im looking forward to cadenzaaa : )&lt;br /&gt;And I saw Grace today. She cut her hair. Oh no, its a major makeover- from a long ponytail to a short bob hairstyle. Its okay luh, but I still want her ponytailllll. Hahaha, but she's still very sweeeet : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, my mum's birthday is tomorrow. I better go make her a card nowwww : ) And we're going out tomorrow. Man, history pt and science pt ): 0% progresssssss.&lt;br /&gt;EEEE I hate this feelingzxzxzxzxzxzxzxzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEPSI COLA MAKES ME POP : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-7276747905424937353?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/7276747905424937353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=7276747905424937353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/7276747905424937353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/7276747905424937353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/07/tonight-will-be-night-where-i-will-fall.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-8101392804613317051</id><published>2008-07-14T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T23:59:16.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; all I really want is deliverance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its monday. but no monday blues this time. Cause its a holiday. Well, my definition of holiday: wake up at twelve noon and not do anything else but stone AND not feel guilty about it.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I got the waking up at twelve noon right but definitely not the rest.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I woke up at twelve. Toooopid Eunice called me. She woke me up luh ): Okay maybe its not a bad thing after all. If not I would just sleeeep till like one or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went to the NUS lab there today : ) It was awesome. I could just walk there you know. I didn't know anyone could just walk in and like use their lab or something. But of course, the lecturer's my dad's friend luh, so I get to use the lab : ) Haha, I swear the lab is ten times cooler than like rg lab or something. But I had a hard time finding the lab. They have like gazilions of labs luh. It was ultra coooool. Hahaha, so stayed in there, did my science experiment. I CANT STAND IT. IT WAS A TOTAL FAILURE. Oh wait the best part was that I borrowed a theremometer whichhh is like a gun. I just have to shoot the laser at the object and it would tell me its temperature. I shot like everything, from the clock, to the whiteboard, to the stool, to my forehead, to like yeah basically everything I could find there. Anyway, the experiment did not really work out luh. Cause the blue can keeps giving me quirky temperatures. So, I have to make another trip there again ): Boooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im dyinggg of pts and pts and pts. How many must they give us before they actually kill us? Okay, just to name a few there's the history pt, eng pt, maths aa, science investigative project and chinese thingggy! Im not going to bother about eng and maths yet luh. Anyway, I don't even know anything about it yet.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, training tomorrrow : ) It will be our last training before the match against nygh on thursday. ARGH. CCUBE&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222899526201506306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SHt3cmzL-gI/AAAAAAAAAIU/XHlgV2PbRv0/s320/rit_concert.JPG" border="0" /&gt;ESPLANADE&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE ARE YOU SEXY FATSOS ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-8101392804613317051?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/8101392804613317051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=8101392804613317051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/8101392804613317051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/8101392804613317051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/07/all-i-really-want-is-deliverance-its.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SHt3cmzL-gI/AAAAAAAAAIU/XHlgV2PbRv0/s72-c/rit_concert.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-4811902666103757947</id><published>2008-07-14T04:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T04:29:23.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp; so many moments, so little time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rollercoaster ride. I don't like it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy huh. Its already 430am and Im still up. Lots and lots of stuff. I guess this is how growing up is suppose to feeel like. Hahahaha, all the different kind of stufff.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there are just so many stuff I need to say. But I shall start off with an apology first yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, back to my date with mr sandman. Night guys.Thank goodness for no schooling tomorrow. I'll be zombiefied, as what Christine would say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-4811902666103757947?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/4811902666103757947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=4811902666103757947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/4811902666103757947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/4811902666103757947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-many-moments-so-little-time.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-7299542146729659602</id><published>2008-07-13T00:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T00:52:10.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; why do you do this so easily?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Hahaha, its almost one already. I came back from Jiashun's birthday party at like twelve : ) I swear it was the bombbb luhhh : ) Hahahahaha, like food, games and company! What can be betterr! Anyway, Taboo was awesome. Im dam good at it luh : ) Hahahaha, reminded of the times we played Tabooo at _____'s House. It was so agressiveee and action-packed !&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went out at twelve noon today to get the present luh. Xuan and I went to plaza sing and we saw this how to control a women controller. Hahahah, its super sickkk but it was dam amusing. Cause the off button was like pms. Then there's the "stop nagging" "take off the clothes one" . Hahaha, and the most amusing part was the part where they claim that " no batteries are needed; only a positive imagination." Hahaha, its a joke luh, I swearrr. Boooo. My Saturday always passes by so fast ): I skipped SL todayyy. hahahah, and I would be skipping it next weeek due to cadenza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH anyway, choir concert on Thursday was quite good. Like the first part they sang all their SYF pieces which was pretty boring, cause they were in foreign language. But after the intemission, they broke up into sections and sing like songs we know. And they did GREESE! Hahaha, go GREESE LIGHTNINGGG : ) AND Iliana was totally obsessed with Barker Road's school building luh. Hahaha, she's like some kid luh. And the toilet was awesomeeee. Shhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my week would pass by very fast. This one week holiday will not feel like a holiday though ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY'S OUR NANYANG MATCH. GO CCUBEE : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s And Iliana, don't worry about your hand too much okay. Like no matter what happens, you'll always have your sexy fatsos to count on you! And when one door closes on you, the other opens up : ))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT ANYWAYYY IM REALLY VERY HAPPY NOW : ) YAY I LOVE GET TOGETHERS WITH FRIENDS YOU KNOW : )) GO JEAN FOR YOUR RACES. YOU KNOW YOU KICK ASS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-7299542146729659602?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/7299542146729659602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=7299542146729659602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/7299542146729659602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/7299542146729659602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-do-you-do-this-so-easily-hahaha-its.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-2580595768503456998</id><published>2008-07-09T15:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T16:13:52.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&amp;amp; gun shot down the railway ; and take it to the runway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Got home real early today.And Im so happy : ) Haha, finally a well deserved break. Nah, not really well deserved. Anyway, speaking of breaks, there'll be one coming up next week. Man, Im already looking forward to it. But trust me, its going to be a working holiday. Well, Im not sure but that's what every teacher said. Anyway, I was totally drained out during lessons today. The weather. No, I don't know but stuff are not going into my head and I feel so dumb :/ Hmmmms. And I've been missing lessons and I don't know what the hell was in the debate and she keeps referring to " We talk about this during the debate right" or like " refer to the debate notes". Then I'll like search my mind and go completely blank. Blah hate this dumb feeling. Anyway, I just starred at the clock the whole time, head down on the table and ran mentally with the minute hand on the clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo. And now I don't feel tired. I wanted an afternoon nap.Never mindddd. Alright, anyway yesterday was Be Yourself Day whoo : ) And before that, everyone was mass calling to coordinate colour codes : ) Haha, but it was totally ruined at the end. And my boots were peeling okay booo. Hahaha, of course I peeled some during lessons luh : ) Anyway BYD was super fun : ) They even have like a 'mini runway' down the canteen during lunch for us to just show our clothes : ) Hahaaa it was the bomb luh basically. I look so quirky trying to like match the stripes thing for the batch code and Iliana's RAINBOW dressingggg. Hahahahah, anyway here are the pictures so seee for yourselfff. And I realised that Im not supposed to wear a tank, so that explains the cardigan. It was still fun nevertheless : ) THE PITS wore PJs luhhh : ) SHIT ILIANA we should have worn : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT THE CANTEEN DURING RECESSS : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220923336045164562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SHRyHMyE-BI/AAAAAAAAAHk/_0ttTH5WVuI/s320/BeUrselfDay_(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;YAY BATCH &lt;33&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220923342469526642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SHRyHktw9HI/AAAAAAAAAHs/9zNBA2Pvxak/s320/BeUrselfDay_(11).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220923347692603666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SHRyH4LCyRI/AAAAAAAAAH0/KQIymx7Mssw/s320/BeUrselfDay_(12).jpg" border="0" /&gt;JUST LOOK AT EUNICE SERIOUSLY. JUST LOOK AT HER : )) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220924036900108258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SHRyv_q6t-I/AAAAAAAAAH8/iB9FImbodQY/s320/BeUrselfDay_(13).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;BANG : ) we're smoking hot : ) : ): ): ) AND I LOOK SPASTIC WITH TWO PONY TAILS HMM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220924232619469858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SHRy7YyDLCI/AAAAAAAAAIM/zUguTH_20ww/s320/BeUrselfDay_(17).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHAHAHA ALANNNA AHAHAAHA ALANNA HAHAHAHA ALANNA. omg I just can't stop laughing at her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-2580595768503456998?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/2580595768503456998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=2580595768503456998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/2580595768503456998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/2580595768503456998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/07/gun-shot-down-railway-and-take-it-to.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SHRyHMyE-BI/AAAAAAAAAHk/_0ttTH5WVuI/s72-c/BeUrselfDay_(3).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-4374131200253003524</id><published>2008-07-07T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T22:10:06.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&amp;amp; I rather have it tested and true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hahahah, I just finished watching &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;SO YOU THINK YOU CAN DANCE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Im like an avid fan of it.&lt;br /&gt;I THINK LACEY IS AWESOMEEE : )&lt;br /&gt;I miss dancing ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY ANYWAY ANYWAY TODAY WAS A HOLIDAYY : )&lt;br /&gt;Yes, more like a working holiday. But still a holiday.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I had learning lab and I had to cab there.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, thought Sam was earlier than me.&lt;br /&gt;We did SATS (mini version)  in learning lab today, I swear it can kill you luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;PRINCETON&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Ng was talking about how nice Princeton is and blahblah.&lt;br /&gt;Boo I really wanna grow up fasterrr and go to some far far away landddd : )&lt;br /&gt;And I just realised that Havard is an American University. Hmmmms.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know William has a sister in Princeton luhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Alright. And I saw Boon today : )&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Beth bettter stop selling me her band tickets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haha, Im already going for Cadenza luh. Eeeee Im super brokee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Saturday was the bomb!&lt;br /&gt;Like SEXY FATSOS ARE ALWAYS SEXY FATSOS : )&lt;br /&gt;And the kids are really awesome you know, its just sad that they are being treated so unfairly and differently. In fact, they're just like us, normal kids, just longing for a little more love and a little more care. HAH  Christine. So much for betting I'll scream at the kids ; )&lt;br /&gt;Then, as usual we were thinking of what to wear for FFAF. And it turned out that we all didnt get to go FFAF together boo. I sold tickets to some guy I don't even know. Haha, okay not exactly. It's yw's friend luh : )&lt;br /&gt;But I heard FFAF was goodd boooo. ILIANA WHY MUST U FALL SICK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, anyway ESPLANADE WAS WONDERFUL. Come to think of it, I havent been there in donkey ages. They renovated everythingggg and it's just so awesomee : ) I lovee seeing these artyy stuffff but trust me, I cant draw. So, we went to watch Rit perfrom. As usual, Perry and the rest were late. Like real late. And I love Miao's new haircut : ) It's super funky and edgy ; ) Its not bad a musical I must say. After all, its directed by Dick Lee. Haha, I didnt even know that until Perry told me. Anyway I swear Xuan is dang smart luh. Then we hanged around at the Esplanade Parkk until it was 12. And I got home at 1 I think.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, poor thow. You know we always have to take the taxi home ):&lt;br /&gt;Got to work on my time management skills man. The taxi drivers love me luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY WAS DAM FUNN TOO : ) cause I was with my dear cousins! At first, we tried intellectual games of Boggle and Taboo and like CHARADES. HAHA Amanda and I own Charades luhhhhh : ) But we ended up playing freeze and melt. Haha, I swear I havent had so much fun and laughter in running : ) Haha, and all the mini tricks and little trips. Then, My mum's friends came overrr. It was pretty fun. Like we were just talking and stuff with Nicole, Hazel and Gor.Then Daniel wanted to watch Wimbledon ( is that how you spell it), and I learnt pretty much from it. Like I come to realise that Venus Williams and Serena Williams are sisters and both of them competed in the finals and Venus emerged Champion : ) Haha, and that Roger Fereder is not bad looking and that Tennis games actually last 3 hours! Haha, I don't know who won at the end. But at twelve midnight, Royston and Federick got hungry and Phionna and I went to company them to the Prata shop nearbyy. Hahahaa, was dozing off alreadyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT SO THERE GOES MY HOLIDAYYY BUT HAVE NO FEAR FOR ITS JUST 4 MORE DAYS.&lt;br /&gt;THEN I'LL HAVE ONE WEEEEEK BREAK : )&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, but I would have to rush my History PT and Science Experiment during that weeeek. But its still a holiday : )&lt;br /&gt;You know sometimes I would look back on these dayss and I thought I enjoyed myself pretty much. I dare to say that if I were to die now, I would have died with no regrets : )&lt;br /&gt;Haha, sounds cliched huh. BUT THATS IT : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall wait for Bin to send me the Esplanade photosss : )&lt;br /&gt;Alright guys, get all gear up for another week of drilling and panda eyes : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-4374131200253003524?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/4374131200253003524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=4374131200253003524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/4374131200253003524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/4374131200253003524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-rather-have-it-tested-and-true.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-4495017956629181179</id><published>2008-07-04T21:34:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T22:11:46.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&amp;amp; THATS WHAT YOU GET WHEN YOU LET YOUR HEART WIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It've beeen ages. I swear ages since I last lay my finger on my laptop. Haha, stupid internet connection. Though I realised that it was fixed three days ago. Hmmmms I really don't neeed it after all huh.&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyy! It've been nats lately and stuff and leaving classes at eleven isn't exactly all that pleasant. I've been missing lots of Chinese and Physics and History and Geography and I think Im gonna die. Boo. Alright anyway, we're proceeding on to the next round : )&lt;br /&gt;Yeah baby, yeah : )&lt;br /&gt;We thrashed siglap 50-3, scraped peicai 7-5 and crescent 15-6 : )&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Im dam proud of our peicai's match luh. Like during zonals, we lost to them. However, we got them back in nationals : ) Anyway it was a really fantastic game guys : )&lt;br /&gt;So next round ccube goes : )&lt;br /&gt;" My girls are always the best : ) " Haha, yes we are always the best : )&lt;br /&gt;AND YES CHRISTINE, I MISS SRCS TOO : )&lt;br /&gt;I MISS SRCS LIKE CRAZY LIKE MAD OKAY. ALL THE SUBWAYS AND SPIRIT AND PASSION AND THAT MOMENT WHEN WE SCREAMED GRAND FINALS LIKE IT DOESNT MATTER ANYMORE!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHH LETS GET IT BACK CCUBE : )&lt;br /&gt;HAhahaha, anyway I got myself a new glove because my old one tore ):&lt;br /&gt;Boo. Yes, it costs me an hundred and fifty bucks and it better lasts me a lifetime : )&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, kidding. Boo no hot pink one.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahah, alright so I've been sleeping at ten this whole week.&lt;br /&gt;Real shagged, seven hours under the sun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;ALRIGHT ANYWAYYY I WANTED TO SAY THAT TALENT VOGUE'S THE BOMBB : )&lt;br /&gt;AHAHHA SERIOUSLY LOVEEEEEE THE MACS : ) AND THE EMCEEES AND THE BASKETBALLERS AND THE SINGINGGG AND THE I-START-CLAPPING-AND-EVERYONE-ELSES-FOLLOW TREND AND THE WAVING HANDS IN THE AIR IN ATTEMPT TO GET THE REST TO DO SO AHHAHAHA AND THE LOVELY JUDGES AND THE AWESOME FATSOS : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY anyway today we went to Singapore's Art Museum : )&lt;br /&gt;Haha, it was lovely I thought.&lt;br /&gt;I told Iliana that the only thing artistic about me is that I love visting the art museum ahahaha. I cant draw. Seriously.AND IT WAS DAM HILIARIOUS LUH. CAUSE WE WERE ALL TALKINGGG ABOUT LIKE PARIS AND GETTING MARRIED AT THE EIFFEL TOWER AAHAHHA AND ADELINE's SUPER AMUSING. anyway, bus ride was dam hiliariouss : ) Omg, and there's this guy in a video in the SAM that walks to and fro across the stage, and people would start throwing clays at him. And the blotches of clay formed are called art. Hahaha, and there's this guy who pee-ed in public I think, and he calls it art. : )&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was late for assembly luh. But Genevieve was super nice : ) She didnt book me : )&lt;br /&gt;AND AND AND MY HAIRTIE WAS BLUE TODAY BOO ):&lt;br /&gt;Assembly was about the head prefeect speeches and stuff luh. I dont know who to vote yet hmmms it starts tonight. But I must say campaigning was awesome : ) Like it really infested much life into the boring community : ) Hahahah, no I love RGS luh.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, like today after training, we spotted buffet in the canteeen and there were no one around. HAHAHAH. NO ONE IN SIGHT : )&lt;br /&gt;Yes, so you can guess what we did already : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Alright, Im going to catch my american next top model now : )&lt;br /&gt;TAPED IT last night cause I slept at ten : )))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR I LOVE SEXY FATSOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219157208765224930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SG4r1D9e1-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/KusBhZdd-3M/s320/Nationals_PCS%2708_(18).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;THIS IS DAM SEXAYEEEE RIGHTTTTTTTT : )))))) AHHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;WE'RE BRINGING SEXY BACKS : )))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219157989984104482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SG4siiOk8CI/AAAAAAAAAGs/32dGbp5AQZ4/s320/Photo+36.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;YEAH YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO BRING IT ON : )&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219157996073075650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SG4si46TQ8I/AAAAAAAAAG0/u43wjUU1mkw/s320/Photo+37.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hahahah, we always get late for the next lesson : )&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219158483352486338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SG4s_QKxAcI/AAAAAAAAAG8/BPNWsAbDokY/s320/n649239144_412931_9933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;KUKUPPPPP : ) I LOVE THAT WONDERFUL JELLY LUH. JEAN YOU PIG WHERE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219158908706971970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SG4tYAvLYUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/2E-T3hG2esI/s320/n649239144_412924_9808.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAAH WHAT AM I DOINGGGG IM LIKE DIGGGING OUR PHOTOSSSSSSS.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219158911355295298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SG4tYKmllkI/AAAAAAAAAHM/jkKluuEJQmM/s320/n649239144_412835_642.jpg" border="0" /&gt;SHIT I REALLYYYYYYYY LOVEEEEE EYOU GUYSSSSSSSS : )&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219160422684468722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SG4uwIvipfI/AAAAAAAAAHU/5EHJv6Avcdw/s320/BatchIceskating%2708+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH did I mention batch ice skating was the bomb : )&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219160428280541458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SG4uwdlv8RI/AAAAAAAAAHc/WAynSEYqMAM/s320/BatchIceskating%2708+(25).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, Im really gonna watch my ANTP already : ) HAhaha, I still have SL tomrorow blehh but I would have to meet Iliana at the lib first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s JEAN ITS ALRIGHT OKAY. you're still our lovely fatso and we'll always be there to play chubby bunny with you : )&lt;br /&gt;AND TO THE BBALLERS, IM DAM PROUD OF YOU GUYS ALRIGHT. ahahah anna was dam funny today. KICK A ALL THE WAYYYYY : ))))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-4495017956629181179?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/4495017956629181179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=4495017956629181179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/4495017956629181179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/4495017956629181179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/07/thats-what-you-get-when-you-let-your.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SG4r1D9e1-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/KusBhZdd-3M/s72-c/Nationals_PCS%2708_(18).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-2580576945666309793</id><published>2008-06-25T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:09:03.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When Forever Ends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha, Chinese Week today was super ass.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, anyway today we get to leave school at 1.10pm : )&lt;br /&gt;Omg, its like only the third day of week 1 and Im starting to fall asleep during classes already.&lt;br /&gt;Geog is interesting but I don't know what was running through my head this whole time.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tomorrow is our Nationals!&lt;br /&gt;And I just checked inet and they are calling for supporters : )&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha, yay : )&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today boon and I went to the art museum. Its the one at bras basah.&lt;br /&gt;Its pretttty funny, hahahah. Cause Boon and I were critisizing and making funny comments here and there. Anyway, its okay luh. Cause the tour guide does explains the art and not leave us to some random strokes of black to ourselves. Haha, and that Xu Bei Hong is not bad an artist, I must say. Hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Shit, Im getting back to my old habit of " hahahahahahah" ing.&lt;br /&gt;We ge to leave class at 11.10am tomorrow : ) Great, we'll be skipping quite a number of lessons. Anyway, Im dam scared like I won't be able to catch up with my work and stuff :/ Hmmmm because its not just three matchees we are going to play right ; p&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I got to catch up with my homework now.&lt;br /&gt;And Nationals, yes.&lt;br /&gt;CCUBE FTW ALRIGHT : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p.s go hotsyum.Fight till the end. No matter what happens, you know you've done your best alright. I'll be rooting for you deep down in my heart : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-2580576945666309793?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/2580576945666309793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=2580576945666309793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/2580576945666309793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/2580576945666309793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-forever-ends-hahahaha-chinese-week.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-2117478047206359714</id><published>2008-06-24T21:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T22:01:55.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im going to make this post a relatively short one : / I have so much to do. And when nationals are starting this thursday, I doubt I'll have time to blog and stuff. And I'll get carried away by the applications on the com and I wont stop. Yes, self discipline : ) Hmmmm, Im like looking through my mail now. Like doing or the colour tests or reading about those inspirational stories. Hahaha, I like the one about " Shay's inspirational story".&lt;br /&gt;This is the story. It's pretty good : ) Do spend some timeee reading it : ) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a fund-raising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children, the father of one of the school's students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question. "Everything God does is done with perfection.  Yet, my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is God's plan reflected in my son?" The audience was stilled by the query.  The father continued. "I believe," the father answered, "that when God brings a child like Shay into the world, an opportunity to realize the Divine Plan presents itself. And it comes in the way people treat that child." Then, he told the following story: Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay asked, "Do you think they will let me play?" Shay's father knew that most boys would not want him on their team. But the father understood that if his son were allowed to play it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging. Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance from his teammates. Getting none, he took matters into his own hands and said, "We are losing by six runs, and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and I'll try to put him up to bat in the ninth inning." In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still behind by three. At the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the outfield. Although no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be on the field, grinning from ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base. Shay was scheduled to be the next at-bat. Would the team actually let Shay bat at this juncture and give away their chance to win the game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that this was all but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball. However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher moved a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least be able to make contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly toward Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball to the pitcher. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could easily have thrown the ball to the first baseman.  Shay would have been out and that would have ended the game. Instead, the pitcher took the ball and threw it on a high arc to right field, far beyond reach of the first baseman. Everyone started yelling, "Shay, run to first. Run to first." Never in his life had Shay ever made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled.  Everyone yelled "Run to second, run to second!" By the time Shay was rounding first base, the right fielder had the ball. He could have thrown the ball to the second baseman for a tag. But the right fielder understood what the pitcher's intentions had been, so he threw the ball high and far over the third baseman's head. Shay ran towards second base as the runners ahead of him deliriously circled the bases towards home. As Shay reached second base, the opposing shortstop ran to him, turned him in the direction of third base, and shouted, "Run to third!" As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams were screaming, "Shay! Run home." Shay ran home, stepped on home plate and was cheered as the hero, for hitting a "grand slam" and winning the game for his team. "That day," said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face," the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of the Divine Plan into this world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Today is the last day of training before our first national match on thursday. Yay it'll be a home match : ) You know what they say about home ground advantage : ) Anyway, training was quite fruitful today. Well, no matter what happens during nationals, Im proud to say that ccube, we've train hard and no matter what happens, it's all that ccube is already : ) This year would be our last year of c div, so lets play hard alright : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY SEXY FATSOS : )&lt;br /&gt;Iliana. Yong. Angie. Anna. Adeline. Ivana. Rachael. Stephanie.CaiWei OMG I just realised I know quite alot of basketballers. Anyway, I hope today's first zonals match of yours against CHIJ went all well : ) Sorry I couldnt come down to support, but I would definitely for your finals : ) SO GO FOR THE GRAND FINALS ALRIGHT : )&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Grand Finals. Reminds me of src. AHH wadever. Alright, I swear Im going to skin shakespeare alive if he is still alive right now. Im only stuck in Act 1, and its taking me ages to understand what he's saying. Blehh. SCHOOL ): not all pleasant even if its only week 1. AND RS ):&lt;br /&gt;Alright, no complaints. Anyway, only me and Christine went for bubble tea today, cause the rest took boon's car and flea's car. HMPH JOCELYN. You're supposed to be with the MRT GREEN LINE US. Hahahah, anyway we had a nice talk huh Christine. Im so going to writeee your name in that talk thingy. Haha and you still havent tell me who's the friend hmmmms.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, tomorrow has the art museum thingy. Im going with boooon : ) Bleh we're suppose to appreciate art blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU SEXY FATSOS ):&lt;br /&gt;GO CCUBEEEEEEEE : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. and this is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 REASONS TO DATE A SOFTBALLER&lt;br /&gt;1. We use our hips for power&lt;br /&gt;2. We make sure to touch every base before scoring&lt;br /&gt;3. We can handle it fast, hard, or slow&lt;br /&gt;4. We can be in 9 different positions for 90 minutes&lt;br /&gt;5. We play with big sticks and bigger balls&lt;br /&gt;6. We aren't afraid to get dirty&lt;br /&gt;7. We let the visitors be on top&lt;br /&gt;8. We're always up for extra innings&lt;br /&gt;9. We are encouraged to "score early" and "score more"&lt;br /&gt;10. We're good with our hands&lt;br /&gt;11. With us you're always SAFE!&lt;br /&gt;12. We keep the lights on for night games&lt;br /&gt;13. We have the perfect grip&lt;br /&gt;14. We can handle the heat&lt;br /&gt;15. You get three strikes before YOU'RE OUT&lt;br /&gt;16.We can do 9 different positions in 90 min.&lt;br /&gt;17. We don’t mind getting down and DIRTY&lt;br /&gt;18. We can play at any time of the day&lt;br /&gt;19. We don’t mind doing it with others&lt;br /&gt;20. We could play for hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't understand it, try reading it with your head upside down : )&lt;br /&gt;Haha, found this when yw was showing me the squash one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-2117478047206359714?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/2117478047206359714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=2117478047206359714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/2117478047206359714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/2117478047206359714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-going-to-make-this-post-relatively.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-7900601385743547815</id><published>2008-06-22T18:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T21:51:16.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; you'll be here in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Hahahaha, remember this song guys. Yes I love batch singing.&lt;br /&gt;I love trainings guys : ) I love you all. Ccube is the only reason why I still smile every training : ) I love you guys alright. And don't stresss yeah : ) Our first national match is just 4 days awayy and yes, ccube's going to own it all alright. There's is no I in TEAM, but we can spell success with C(cube) : ) Cool tagline eh : ) Yes, last training guys. After all the effort we put in the past year and a half, it all boils down to this moment : ) And Im suree we'll get our hoodie. YES JOCE HOODIE. *stares*&lt;br /&gt;Being with the batch just gives you a whole array of stupidity. From moronism to idioticism to spasmmmm. Haha, so much for trying to type in proper English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt; was the first day of school. After much complaints and whines to my lovely pork, we made our way to school and I saw pork at the basketball court with cheryl. I was just sleeeping there luh. So, school begins with all the lessons and my deskmates : )&lt;br /&gt;GOSH I love my deskmates luh. They're the adorable bunch of people which pokes you during lessons and leaves crazy doodles on my worksheets and my diary is obviously damaged with their messy sidenotes and stuff. But they're still as lovable as ever. And you'll never go wrong with grace and shuxian cause they're a bunch of smart kids : ) So lessons and lessons and lessons. Im starting to worry about history, lit and english as we are going to change our teachers. And to be quite honest, I think Mr wolfe is an excellent teacher. Companied with his scarstic ( i cant spell) remarks and AHEMAHEM and sucking-straw-action, he makes a very interesting teacher. And you would definitely not fall asleep during his lesson ( although it didn't really work with me). He'll just let you take a wink or two and then walk past your table and slamm his hand on it, shooing mr sandman away. Haha, I love mr sandman :) And the way he teaches is like, american-style. Alright, he is canadian. But he is not like any typical Asian teachers who just spoon feed you or stuff, anyway he's great luh. Too bad I didnt appreciate this earlier. Ohwells, but the new teacher seems nice. But they're all like so youngg. Alright, no complaints. pork's ear are already busting.Then trainingg then far east and slurpeee : ) And christine, pineapple grape is nice okay :) you're the one with the awful tongue colour hmph! poor Alanna. Eunice, Emily took boon's car home and Alanna had to follow the Green Line people : ) Hahaha. Its okay Alanna, you have us : ) and its so much more worth it : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SO FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt; : ) yes, my aesthetics day : ) Im like having art now and its okay luh. But I prefer cooking though, especially with Liyong as my cooking mamaaa : ) Haha. OMG, Im like including everyone into my blog post. You guys love me like crazyy luh.Alright, ego aside. So art art art art art. I finally finished my stars design. It looks super retro with all the stripes and stuff. Well, it was suppose to look whimsical. Gah, nico + art = (yes, fill in the blanks yourself). And Liyong can do art alright. I just realised that everyone is so artistic. They can at least draw their own fingers. So, school ended at 1, and it'll be so for the rest of the year : ) And we left for subwayy : ) Shared with Christine a cold cut and we shared the LARGE drink with Alanna, of course with everyone koping and stuff : )) Then, head back to school. Training. The sun is a killer, I swear. Coach announced the team. Well, all of ccube got in luh. And sec ones, don't feel sad if you didnt make it to the team or anything.Continue to train hard, as next year you guys would be the backbone of the c team alright. : ) Then, we had our end-of-training routine at the bubble tea, and of course we were displaying our awesome singing skills :) Haha, with all the screwed harmonising and voice breaking. Haha, but seriously, our singing is dam awesome. We saw xinyi at the bus stop luh, and Joce was like&lt;br /&gt;" Eh our batch can sing dam well right."&lt;br /&gt;Xinyi: " Yeah, can join choir already"&lt;br /&gt;Me: " Cannot luh, we are very considerate people. If we join right, then those in choir right now will never get a chance to perform"&lt;br /&gt;HAhahahahha, but seriously we can sing dam well : )&lt;br /&gt;Like our take a bow is awesome. Last time we did You Raise Me Up right : ) OMG I can see me improving on the SEF. I even bother to spell the song name with proper captitalisation. Haha, I LOVE THE WAY I PARAGRAPHH : ) BLEHHH ; p&lt;br /&gt;Then made my way home, watched my recorded American's Next Top Model. It is dam bitch luh. Haha, but I still love watching the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SATURDAYY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hmmmm woke up quite late. Just walked around, watch some teeveee then did some indices. Math ): I hate Indices. Then I quit doing Indices because Miss Ha only asked us to do worksheet 1 and ATTEPMT worksheet 2. So yeah, I stopped at two. Anyway, I went for my first SL yesterday. It is really fun : ) I feel sad and sorry for the kids you know, they are so innocent and so adorable and I just feel sad that the world isn't fair to them. Anyway, KaiLi is really adorable (hahah KELLY) she hugs me and stuff : ) And Sara, Sze Qi, okay, i'll really try to remember the rest of their names. Okay, in case you guys still didn't know, our SL is to work with down syndrome kids and read/ play with them. They are real fun : ) And Christine, you can dream on about the newspaper headline thing. Haha, she thinks I'll not stand a day working with the kids and would blast at them. Hahaa, stupid Christine. Then, went to Matthew's house at Hazel Park for a bbq. Its Sheena's tenth yesterday so we had a cousin gathering to celebrate her birthday for her. Well, I didnt burn down the pit as I was supposed to : ) Haha, but that adds another number to four of my bbqs in just two weeks. BLEH ): Then, we met Matt's friend. I think its Gary and Eric or something. Haha, they are super funny with jokes luh. And matt's joke about the bench thing is dam &lt;s&gt;racist&lt;/s&gt; I tell you. Anyway, his friends are quite hiliarious. One's like eighteen and his brother is sixteeen. Amelia and I had a hard time guessing okay. So we played, chatted and laughed and before we knew it, it was twelve and we all had to go home. Alright : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahha I woke up at twelve. Finally finished reading Chicken Soup. Yes Joce, did that prove you wronggg : ) At least need to read some for RS right. Cant possibly go there empty handed. Then, I watched some teevee about the air crash thing again. Haha, I love watching air crash on Nat Geo. Its pretty awesome. Like the plane was hijacked and the hijackers ordered the captain to head towards Australia. However, the plane only had 3 hours of fuel and it'll take 10 hours of fuel to head to Australia. The captain told this to the hijackers, but they insisted that the captain was trying to fool them. Anyway, the captain had no choice but to head towards Australia. So, the plane had to crashland on sea as they were running out of fuel. And the ironic part is that before the land, the captain ordered everyone not to inflate their life vest, however they ignored. It turned out that the lifevest actually killed people. Because of the crash land in the sea, the plane broke into three parts due to the force. So the plane was sinking in the sea luh. But because the lifevest allows you to keep afloat of the water, you can never swim down in the water towards the exit door, so you're like stuck afloat with water slowly filling the airplane. Anyway there were 50 survivors out of 175. Haha, not bad eh : ) Aircrash shows are not bad : ) Alright, Im going for dinner nowww : )&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's a new week of schoooool ): And I still have TLL. OMG I just took like close to an hour on posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ILIANA I LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ahahha so I am giving you your favourite colour ( no its actually my favourite colour) so you would continue loving me. Alright, that was crap.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Iliana, thanks so much for the wonderful tagS. Hahaha I look like some fatso being ripped of with fat laughing hysterically in front of the darn com pokinggg at pork's undelicious comments. PORK PORK PORK. IM SO PROUD THAT YOU GOT INTO TOP TWELVE ALRIGHT. you deserve it for training so hard! : ) ANYYWAY i'll alwayss be there roooting for you and i'll definitely go for your matches : ) STAY STRONG ALRIGHT ILIANAAA : ) WHO NEEDS GUYS WHEN WE HAVE SEXY FATSOS : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-7900601385743547815?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/7900601385743547815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=7900601385743547815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/7900601385743547815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/7900601385743547815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/06/youll-be-here-in-my-heart-hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-5630402045824785836</id><published>2008-06-17T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T20:39:49.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the way you left me, Im not pretending.&lt;br /&gt;No hope no love no glory, my happy ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Yay, now Alanna is getting the OHSOWONDERFUL NICO's influence of typing with proper capitalisation : )&lt;br /&gt;But Im definitely not going to change my 'ahahaha' or my double letterrr : ) hahaha. likeeee thisss : )&lt;br /&gt;Alright, anyway I got up at 545am today because I don't wish to be late for training, and train rides bore me. I feel pretty useless just standing in the middle of nowhere with my music plugged in and just starrring at random stuff. Must be the RGS kiasu spirit getting into me already. You just can't do nothing for 1 hour at least. Anyway, I just rubbed my nail polish away. In case beth gets into the hypertension mode due to the glarring-ness and awesome-ness of my pretty pink nails! : ) Just a pity they are chipped off halfway. It makes my nails look like they were coloured on. Haha. That was what Emily said. So training, yes training. Everyone ran 3 rounds instead due to mistakes and stuff. I love my fielding group luh. its me, eunice and kelly. We never fail to be nice to each other and all the little shhh : ) You know, I love the first part of our training. But I hate the after 1140am one ): It really suck. You know, we shouldn't be really bothered about hurting others or anything, cause I don't think anyone really took it to heart. I hate it when we have talks or discussions like this you know. How I wish we could just train and train and train. And forgo all the talks and stuff. Yes, But I know this kind of talks are prettty necessary.And I should just speak for myself, cause apparently there are stuff which I didn't really like to hear coming out from coach's mouth. And I know that maybe everyone in one way or another is pretty demoralised or stuff. But we all have to be mentally prepared alright.You know, I really don't wish to have any major changes in the postitions or whatsoever but I know it may be for the better. But obviously, if you're with the base for a longer period of time, you'll definitely feel more attached to it right. But sometimes we just have to let it go. Its a team game and no matter where we are, we'll still be rooting on for one another and playing to our fullest ability right. We can win all threee games. We know we can alright, so lets just train hard for the next 3 trainings and everything we worked hard for all these years and hardcore training will finally paid off during the nats. Or at least I hope. Anyway, enough of these. SHEEESH. i hate blogging like that. It really is mentally draining and its killing all my brain cells. I need to replenish my brain juices to get geared up for the day after tomorrow. Ahh not thinking about it. And yes, I have to do something about my PT. You know, I don't think anyone would be able to read a post that lasts so long and do not have any proper paragraphing. They're just like one big black stuff : ) Its the survival of the one with the thickest glasses : ) YAY reminded of kelly! hahaha. anyway, after training, we koped food from the leftover buffet from tripod, strings and angklung symposium : ) Haha, not bad I must say. Then we made our way to fareast and I went with Christine to get her dear dear flats which I totally fell in love with too : ) Hmmm but I have quite a number of flats already. Ohwells : ) First step to being self controlled : ) Nah I rather let myself loose though : ) Anyway we sat down and talk and walked around abit. Then Alanna had a hungry stomach so Christine and I went with her to get yakun toasts : ) Haha, Second time. I realise I have a thing with eating the same thing plentiful times. Then we sat, ate, talk a little. Eunice and Emily came to join us, and we saw Evan in her coolios jeans. She's going for the angklung concert tonight ohwells. Im going for cadenza. Well, I paid like sixteen bucks for it when I could have paid it for twelve bucks! Learnt the lesson : ) So we left fareast at 4 I think and I reached home at 530, cause I missed quite a few buses.Was like sleeping at the busstop luh.  Alright, tonight is the last night in which I can sleeep late and wake up tomorrow as late as I want, and Im going to treasure it because it'll never happen till 3/6 months later! And I just watched 3 series of the suite life of zack and codyy in a row. Haha, real funny though. Alright.Tongues clicking and clattering&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-5630402045824785836?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/5630402045824785836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=5630402045824785836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/5630402045824785836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/5630402045824785836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-is-way-you-left-me-im-not.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-8148465029091921304</id><published>2008-06-16T22:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T23:42:59.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;How about a round of applause, standing ovation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It would be really cliched to say my life has been a roller coaster ride, but indeed it is. All the ups and downs and spins and turns. But its okay. There won't be any ups if Anyway, i've turn back to my trusty blogger friend to like POUR everything out. You know sometimes, when life isn't the way it suppose to be or perceived to be, just let it looose for awhile, and then come back.Anyway, I really really really am grateful that I have such wonderful friends in my life and always there encouraging and supporting me and I love you batchmates : ) Like though I am not always there being a super good first base or anything and stuff and has caused so muchh suffering during training, you guys still managed to lift my spirits up as we parade through j8 trying on stupid stufff and laughing over the slightest things that never fails to make my day : ) And how we would all stand in a circle and just try bubble teas and stuff after a long hard day of training. You guys are the bomb! AND I want our overseas trip jocelyn! Anyway, the last few days has been like hectic for me. Like real hectic. Even before school starts, Im like dying already luh. Stupid holiday :/ hmmm and school's starting on thursday for us already. And nationals are starting soon! Im like experiencing mixed feeling about it. It'll be our last year that we can play together as a c team but also I want it to all end soon so that all the pressure and expectations will just be gone, like the wind. But i guess this is just part of the process that we all have to go through. So, hang on guys alright : ) We'll make it through, eventually. I just came back from a bbq actually. In fact, I had 3 bbqs in just 4 days already. Im so gelarge of satays and hotdogs. Hahaha, Im gonna make sure I burn the whole bbq pit next time I attend one. I just realised I've been getting tanner. You know sometimes the little stuff are like this. You don't notice them till it becomes big. Anyway, yes Im like dark already. Like so much darker than Bethany. And yes, after training at ri today ( for the first time, I wasnt late), Eunice and I went to meet Bethany at j8 : ) wow, havent seen her in ages you know.Anyway, it was real cool cause we just sat down at yakun or something and remincisie about our primary school life. We were laughing our heads off when we mention all the funny little little things. I really miss you deborah, and Rosanne, Saiying, Shiyan, Jiajia, Tammie, Grace, Mao, Joey , All you guys. And zhentao, you probably won't see this but thanks for making our life so hmmm interesting and enjoyable! Though you're not that lovely at times : ) You know if I were to die now, I think I would have no regrets at all. Like although I didn't get to do many meaningful or exhilarting stuff, its this little daily rountinal laughs, crys, smiles and memories that I cling on to so dear to me and they will always be with me you know : ) ( yes iliana, I still haven't read your letter, you know why cause I dont need to read it. its felt in the heart : ) ) hahahahs. stupidd.You know, Im not really going to worry about school starting on thursday or whatsoever. I am going to learn how to live in the very present. You know, like what they always say " Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is mystery. Today is a gift. That's why its called the present" Haha, from kungfu panda. Hey not bad a show alright! Omg which reminds me of watching the happening with jean, iliana, yong and glenn. That show sucks luh. Alright, just to show how much grosteque and gory is there in the show, Im gonna briefly mention the plot. Not for the faint hearted. Anyway, that ticket-seller guy told us that the movie is something like The Island, and since The Island is not bad, we figured out that The Happening should be around there too. And to our utmost horror, the show is way way way on the flipside : ) CLICK FIVE! shit. im shooting in random thoughts now and then. The song flipside is great : ) CLICK FIVE'S songs are always great, what am I saying. Anyway, its like super gory. The plot apparently goes like that. There's this terrorist ( I think), he went to emit toxic air through the states of america. And people are dying like extensively. The trees and plants would pass this toxic air to one and another and that's how its spread luh. So, when a typical human breathes in this air, there are three symptons, the first being that they stop moving. OMG it still freak me out just by typing. Anyway, the second being that their speech is disrupted. AND THE THIRD. OMG THE THIRD. they'll just doing fatal damage to themselves, which yes I don't need to elaborate further. And the way they suicide is just so horrible you know. OMGOMGOMG. Im not going to mention it ever again. Im already like gahhh. I can never take horror movies you know, super wild imagination of mine. Nevermind, anyway it was really fun as we get to snuggle up on each other and scream and stuff with my honeys! Alright, anyway I love the grey top I bought from cotton on. I wore it today, and I extremely love how it fits my dam ass : ) No wait, tops don't fit ass. I mean how it fits my hot bod : ) ahahaha, nah. that'll be too thick skin. What I meant to say was that the top was awesome yeah : ) And those of you who havent caught kungfu panda yet, go catch it : ) It's pretty plotless but just for the laughs yeah : ) Thanks christine for the jellybean today! And kelly, thanks for your batting glove. Jocelyn and boon( thanks boon for being gay too, yay iloveboon) and flea, thanks for the throws : ), Emily, thanks for being GAY. Alanna, Thanks for your ear. Samantha, thanks for all the company. Eunice and Beth, Thanks for the yakun talk today, really fun! I am going to start being grateful and appreciating everyone around me. Everyone likes being appreciatedd right! Okay, anyway this would probably be like one of my Standard-english-form post again cause yes, my attention span is very short.Anyway, tomorrow is going to be one of our long long days again so I am going to turn in now.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, here're some pictures : ) and apparently they're taking very long to load. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is dam prettaye right. Yes, Le meridiann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212496767994662770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SFaCMYkxj3I/AAAAAAAAAFk/tuR5frKbpU8/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Our trusty trusty beds! The hotel is super awesome, i swear.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212496780164387314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SFaCNF6Q0fI/AAAAAAAAAFs/oR1UyKJHM2Q/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This's not that awesome huh. But i still think it is beautiful : )&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212496792149512226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SFaCNyjvUCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/7A87J_FFw8w/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And of course, some canoeing and sailing to be done : )&lt;br /&gt;Me, Rebekah, Carene&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212496808248563698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SFaCOuiDV_I/AAAAAAAAAF8/nXUPo_yI1NI/s320/068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now this's sunset is awesome right!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212499781105573298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SFaE7xSZXbI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-Z_P0EgLTcE/s320/096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Haha, yes canoeingggggg.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212499772502282786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SFaE7RPNkiI/AAAAAAAAAGE/CoCyV5lFpM4/s320/070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Some random shot :/&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212499792186272130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SFaE8akPaYI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3kkYCZ8fN6Q/s320/104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Yes, we were all drenched cause we were cycling in the rainnnnnn.But the waterfall was awesome : ) We cycled to the waterfall in which me and Rebekah just dumped ourselves in. AWESOMEE : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212499796771054834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SFaE8rpVpPI/AAAAAAAAAGc/wWzDs79i0Ds/s320/115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;omg, look. im giving up on updating the rest of the pictures already. cause my internet is like cranking up. BLAH. andd i need my beauty sleeep. have to get up at six againnn ):&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT, NIGHTS : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-8148465029091921304?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/8148465029091921304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=8148465029091921304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/8148465029091921304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/8148465029091921304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-about-round-of-applause-standing.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SFaCMYkxj3I/AAAAAAAAAFk/tuR5frKbpU8/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-7926975677543429354</id><published>2008-06-12T16:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T17:06:36.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, so I am finally back from Thailand : )&lt;br /&gt;Haha, bet you guys missed me yeah : )&lt;br /&gt;OMG THAILAND WAS THE BOMB : )&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS REAL AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE THERE'RE like youths like Rebekah, Jaye, Jiashun and Carene there!&lt;br /&gt;So we obviously cliqueddd and we had such a wild time yeah ; )&lt;br /&gt;I'll let the pictures do the talking once the sync is done ( which would probably take a lifetime).&lt;br /&gt;We took like 300 pictures or so, and this is just in Rebekah's camera.&lt;br /&gt;Carene and Jiashun still has many.&lt;br /&gt;And Christine sent me take a bow already : )&lt;br /&gt;Yes finally, I've been waiting for this song for so long : )&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, did you catch that rhyme.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I bought souvenirs.&lt;br /&gt;But they are so cute that I don't want to give it awayyy!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, alright I'll be going back for training tomorrow already.&lt;br /&gt;I bet im going to get probe by coach and then he'll start his scarastic remarks and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I heard that the batch had a heavy scolding from coach today.&lt;br /&gt;gee I hope they're fine.&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad for not going today.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, but Sam seems perfectly fine.&lt;br /&gt;Sam's such a bimb!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha HOT PINK DELUSION AND LIESS.&lt;br /&gt;BLAH SAM. DONT DENY. I'll BITE : )&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;And I come to realise that we have a week more to school reopen.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, and 2 weeks more to nationals!&lt;br /&gt;And Sl is starting.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I really really really have to start on my science ):&lt;br /&gt;Nope, Im not talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;Im like running and running away.&lt;br /&gt;Haha but I think im running in circles.&lt;br /&gt;I missed you guys like crazy!&lt;br /&gt;and enjoy your chalet alanna : )&lt;br /&gt;AND YES JEAN SEXY FATSOS ARE ALL WE NEED : )&lt;br /&gt;YONG AND ILIANAAAAA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-7926975677543429354?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/7926975677543429354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=7926975677543429354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/7926975677543429354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/7926975677543429354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/06/yes-so-i-am-finally-back-from-thailand.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-2916594479997862964</id><published>2008-06-05T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T21:12:39.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright. I was inspired by Boon and I am going to start capitalising properly and constructing proper sentences! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;It feels so weird. Anyway, we had training yesterday and I was late again.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 8am when training starts at 8.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;The batch is so going to give me an alarm clock for my birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we did one wheel machine and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty cool, cause it had one wheel : )&lt;br /&gt;wheeee its like an..wait what you call those. Yes, unicycle.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. This Jc girl came back to train us so we were just doing drills and basics.&lt;br /&gt;After we had pt and static and SUICIDE (yes suicide) and then we went to eat at RI canteen again.&lt;br /&gt;The food there is not bad! They sell like spaghetti and chicken chop or something for like only $1.70 : )&lt;br /&gt;And that time, me and eunice had to share because there wasnt enough.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to J8 and sat around Macs.&lt;br /&gt;Man, I think macs so going to hate us because we keep sitting there for no particular reason except resting our poor soles : )&lt;br /&gt;Then, iliana came by and I left them.&lt;br /&gt;Well lucky I had training, if not I have to follow Iliana and her family to some family outing to the zoo and see Iliana and her fellow monkeys communicating : )&lt;br /&gt;Haha. No luh, I love Iliana : )&lt;br /&gt;Gah, caps is so irritatinggg.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, irritating.&lt;br /&gt;This is so going to be my first and last post of Standard English form.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even think it is proper luh.&lt;br /&gt;See, there's the luh.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was suppose to go to iliana's house to bake stuff the mooncake wayyy : )&lt;br /&gt;But we got carried away by the wonderful GSS salee that we started walking around and just trying on clothes, and hogging on to their changing rooms till they have to chase us out : )&lt;br /&gt;Haha, but it was super fun though : )&lt;br /&gt;We shared a changing room, haha : P&lt;br /&gt;Then we went down to basement and ate Auntie Anne and Missy Donuts and we were so going in to pastamania to collect Iliana's free desert okay. Then we saw like the Nanyang Basketballers.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I saw Ruiqi : )&lt;br /&gt;AH i misss herrr and those crazy stuff on the bus : )&lt;br /&gt;she's my ultimate busmate luh : )&lt;br /&gt;I can never go out with Iliana again man, she makes me fat.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;Then i brought her to some arty place on the 3rd floor.&lt;br /&gt;That place is awesome okay!&lt;br /&gt;They sell like scrapbooks, papers, buttons, and all the stuff needed to make scrapbooks.&lt;br /&gt;And you see those demos on the wall, they're just plain fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;Although I hate art, it was really great okay.&lt;br /&gt;And Iliana was just mumbling how much she loves me : )&lt;br /&gt;I would definitely spend time making that whenn yes : )&lt;br /&gt;THENN we went to make-your-own-teddy or something.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. It is super cuteee omg.&lt;br /&gt;like you get to dress your own teddy and they have the softball one : )&lt;br /&gt;It's super cute.&lt;br /&gt;And then there's the tuxedo one. Omg my teddy would be the hottest guy man : )&lt;br /&gt;If I ever decided to pay lke seventy bucks for a teddy, then maybe : )&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked round and roundd and Iliana was so obsessed with the fact that she can try on shoes : )&lt;br /&gt;Haha and on and on about 4 hours : )&lt;br /&gt;It was quite an exercise : )&lt;br /&gt;Then I went dinner with my friend at wheelockk. I only had twenty bucks with me so I wasn't able to treat again.&lt;br /&gt;And I reached home about 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;Boohoo, its raining now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain outside my window pouring down.&lt;br /&gt;What now? you're gone. My fault, im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like a fool that I've let you down,&lt;br /&gt;now its too late to turn it around.&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry for the tears i've made you cry,&lt;br /&gt;I guess this time it really is goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;You made it clear when you say&lt;br /&gt;I just dont love you no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha rain reminds me of this song :)&lt;br /&gt;MAN 3 more hours eunice. just three more : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-2916594479997862964?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/2916594479997862964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=2916594479997862964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/2916594479997862964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/2916594479997862964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/06/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-6301142356858822823</id><published>2008-06-02T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T22:43:11.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHHH HOLIDAYS : )&lt;br /&gt;they're starting to look more like holidays : )&lt;br /&gt;ahahahhaha so many stuff happenedddd : )&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE BATCH SWIMMING. ZOMG : )&lt;br /&gt;it was so funnnn.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah and jocelyn's house.&lt;br /&gt;gahh i think i had a sunburn too okay.&lt;br /&gt;like training at ri today ):&lt;br /&gt;was quite fun though, towards the end.&lt;br /&gt;but my legs were already crampinggg.&lt;br /&gt;bishannn is likee so farr okayy!&lt;br /&gt;i had to wake up at 6 and at the end, i still got there at 8.15 or somethingg.&lt;br /&gt;anywayyyy, singapore lost to u(something something something) todayy!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah i think.&lt;br /&gt;OHHH AND I MISSED ILIANAAA LUHHH ):&lt;br /&gt;we were talking on the phone last nightttt ahahhaha so muchhhhhhh stuff iliana.&lt;br /&gt;i still have like so much stuff! ; )&lt;br /&gt;AND I LOVE MY MUMMMMM.&lt;br /&gt;we went out shoppinggg on sunday and i bought like 500+ bucks worth of stuff okayy : )&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha and im now a member of espirit wheeee ~&lt;br /&gt;BUT I MISSED CLICK FIVE ):&lt;br /&gt;I MISSED CLICK FIVE):&lt;br /&gt;gahhhh alright. im gonna crash nowwww.&lt;br /&gt;and i have no idea what im goingg to do tomorrow ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-6301142356858822823?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/6301142356858822823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=6301142356858822823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/6301142356858822823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/6301142356858822823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/06/ahhhh-holidays-theyre-starting-to-look.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-3226524740451901139</id><published>2008-05-28T09:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T09:14:15.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHA ZOMG.&lt;br /&gt;im up at nineee : )&lt;br /&gt;well thats because i slept at ten yesterdayy.&lt;br /&gt;gahh my sleeping habits are reallly dam screweddd.&lt;br /&gt;OMG i caught like air crash investigation on national geographic channel.&lt;br /&gt;it was dam coolios luhhh : )&lt;br /&gt;like there's this plane which was in mid-air from taking off.&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly its nose starts to tilt to 57degree instead of the 7degreee and then it turned vertical and the pilots lost control of the plane and the planee fell to its left wingg and dropped 3km and crashed into a hanger, which exploded. hahahahaha i was like omg is this real.&lt;br /&gt;yeah apparently, it is.&lt;br /&gt;and they went on investigatingg whyyyy luhhh.&lt;br /&gt;and they concluded that its because of the baggage overweight.&lt;br /&gt;because the pilot only used the average weight of the people to calculate, not knowing that the average weight was being defined 70years ago. considering the fact that americans are getting fatter every year ( hey not me, thats what they say), they found out that the average weight was actually 50 pounds moreee. so the planee was exceeeding its weightloadd. and also because some screwww thing went loose, so the pilots are unable to gain control of the nose of the plane.&lt;br /&gt;yeah : )&lt;br /&gt;but its dam sad luh.&lt;br /&gt;like 21 peoplee diedd and they certainly died a horrible death.&lt;br /&gt;they were like BLOWN TO PIECESSS.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYYYY I MISS MY SWEETIES ):&lt;br /&gt;i missss schoooooool ):&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MY HONEYPIES ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-3226524740451901139?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/3226524740451901139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=3226524740451901139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/3226524740451901139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/3226524740451901139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/05/hahahaha-zomg.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-39927486158797917</id><published>2008-05-27T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T18:55:58.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG SHOPPING CAN BE SO MUCH FUN!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha especially with sam and that bimbo christine!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha alright, like before learning lab.&lt;br /&gt;me and sam were supposed to meet at 3pm at novena squareee.&lt;br /&gt;AND BECAUSE I WAS STILL AT HOME AT 3pm,&lt;br /&gt;i had to cab there okay!&lt;br /&gt;gah it costs me a big fat twelve bucks.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we went to like esprit and cotton on.&lt;br /&gt;espirit is boringggg cause they don't have edc and the one at novena is not that nice.&lt;br /&gt;i prefer the one at raffles cityy.&lt;br /&gt;and eunice saw a dam nice dress at hereen apparently.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA CARDIGAN.&lt;br /&gt;anyway sam and i settled for cotton on and we spend hours there/.&lt;br /&gt;okay not really.&lt;br /&gt;but it was quite fruitful cause i managed to get 2 tops : )&lt;br /&gt;omg, i swear lah sam is freakinggggg smart okay/.&lt;br /&gt;i thought she was some gong head.&lt;br /&gt;like we were suppose to fill in our MYA results in the learning lab form and stuff and i just passed my english okayyy,.&lt;br /&gt;and mrs yeo was like nicoooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to declare that half the level failed english and then i looked at sam's paper and i was like " shit, cant" cause she got a freaking 34.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha anyway, she scored better than me in ALL subjects luh, yes like even chinese zomg.&lt;br /&gt;i think its just me man.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH PTS!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha im just gonnnnnna chiong all of it during the last week or so.&lt;br /&gt;i mean its a holiday so screw those people who have nothing better to do but to study : )&lt;br /&gt;alright, we had training today.&lt;br /&gt;the weather was cool : ) yay love morning training yes!&lt;br /&gt;we did machine : )&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha was uberrrr coooool.&lt;br /&gt;so this went on for 4 hours before coach finally beckoned for us to come in to the shared classroom.&lt;br /&gt;and being like total bimbos, ccube was frantically finding ways to turn on that aircon!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;so he talked and talked for an hour or so : )&lt;br /&gt;and we got out and did physical : )&lt;br /&gt;aahhaha my tummy feeels goodddd : )&lt;br /&gt;static is a killer luh!&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how we used to endure 1 min okay.&lt;br /&gt;gah the first step is always the hardest!&lt;br /&gt;anyway we had batch talk after that.&lt;br /&gt;was a tearyy one huh, jocelyn : )&lt;br /&gt;don't worry jocelyn, this is just one of the group dynamics and stuff luh.&lt;br /&gt;like ccube owns it all and we'll really try to change alright : )&lt;br /&gt;so don't be another emily and nico : ) hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;( in terms of hmmm being emotive and sensitive and such crybabys! )&lt;br /&gt;ahhaha kidding.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, that aside we headed down to far east at our spot!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i love our flexi-back spot luh!&lt;br /&gt;so we all scattered to our respective food boothh and me and eunice and nat shared cheesy curry chicken cause we were not that hungry.&lt;br /&gt;gah the rest bought like yakitori sticks, ice cream and stuff!&lt;br /&gt;ahahahah and me, eunice and sam secretly went to gelare for waffle!&lt;br /&gt;since its like half price on tuesday and we cant definitely give it a misss!&lt;br /&gt;and at the end we were still found out by the rest luh.&lt;br /&gt;stupid sam and eunice! : )&lt;br /&gt;i told you sitting at no. 5 was better than sitting at no.12 : )&lt;br /&gt;ahahah the waffle took ages to come luh!&lt;br /&gt;thennn thennn we sat down, and talk and talk.&lt;br /&gt;and i tried playing the escalator.&lt;br /&gt;totally a no no okay!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha im like soooo talll! : )&lt;br /&gt;and we were crappinggg around with the half a heart thing luh!&lt;br /&gt;and stupid christine didnt tell me that that woman was starring at me!&lt;br /&gt;ahahhahas.&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS SO FUN OKAY CCUBE.&lt;br /&gt;its these little things that never fail to make me smile and make my day : )&lt;br /&gt;man i love crapping with you guys! : )&lt;br /&gt;THEN ME CHRISTINE SAM WENT UP to he and she to grab some accessories : )&lt;br /&gt;GAH i bought like ten bucks worth of bangles and hairbands : )&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh i have a sudden craze for hairbands now okay! : )&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT i think im gonna start watching gossip girls again! : )&lt;br /&gt;cause i stopped halfwayyy so i have to watch it all over again : )&lt;br /&gt;YEAHHH : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-39927486158797917?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/39927486158797917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=39927486158797917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/39927486158797917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/39927486158797917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/05/omg-shopping-can-be-so-much-fun-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-4924122517240006227</id><published>2008-05-21T22:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T23:05:30.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YES.&lt;br /&gt;finally. i finished making iliana's present : )&lt;br /&gt;GAH IT TOOK ME LIKE AGES OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously im like sweating already.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;okay im free to blog about her present cause i highly doubt she'll read my blog now.&lt;br /&gt;she must be tooooo busyy fantasizing about her birthday tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;AHHAAHH kidding.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE ILIANA MAN : )&lt;br /&gt;so she well deserveddd that splendid present i made her : )&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha its really really really very nice.&lt;br /&gt;i handmade it myself okay.&lt;br /&gt;though im not very good in art.&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAH AHHH IM SO PROUD OF MYSELF I DONT WANNA GIVE IT TO HER!&lt;br /&gt;ahahah i wanna keeeep it for myself!&lt;br /&gt;GAHHH OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;anyway today we went shopping!&lt;br /&gt;YES IT WAS SO FUN.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha my legs are aching now okay.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;cause we were suppose to buy iliana's present.&lt;br /&gt;omg iliana better be so grateful man!&lt;br /&gt;ahhahaha we spent hours finding it and i had to drag my whole batch along!&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAH iliana you better love softball batch okay! : )&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY HALF OF MY POST JUST DISAPPEAR SO HERE I AM AGAIN GAHH.&lt;br /&gt;YAY AMERICAN IDOL IS PLAYING NOW : )&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAH ITS GONNA BE DAM EXCITING&lt;br /&gt;like BOTH DAVIDS OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;ARCHULETA IS SOOO SOOOO SOOO CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna kill that alanna for not telling me this earlier.&lt;br /&gt;and COOK IS LIKE SOOOO SOOOO SOOO HOT.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha i wanna be a rockstarrr : )&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYYYY AMERICAN IDOL IS STILL NICE THOUGH ITS THE LIKE WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;SIXTH SEASON.&lt;br /&gt;ahhahaha THE DAVIDS OWN OWN IT ALL : )&lt;br /&gt;ahhh im falling in love with the name daviddddd : )))&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHHAs.&lt;br /&gt;OKAYY AND LATER AT 2AM there'll be man u vs chelsea championship!&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHHA ITS THE CHAMPIONSHIP OMG.&lt;br /&gt;yes thats for emphasis.&lt;br /&gt;i bet the whole world's talking about it right now luh.&lt;br /&gt;like every word i typed, another bet goes up for someone out there.&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHHA I SUPPORT BOTH TEAMS YES.&lt;br /&gt;cause like christiano ronaldo is in man u and michael ballack is in chelsea&lt;br /&gt;GAHHHH BALLACK needs a haircut.&lt;br /&gt;ahahah christiano is HAWT  : )&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha reminds me of deb.&lt;br /&gt;okay, i don't usually follow soccer, only for my dear alanna here.&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAH SHE BETTER BE GRATEFUL THAT IM STAYING UP TO WATCH WITH HER OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;gah im gonna look zombie headed tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;ahahah i'll just die during training.&lt;br /&gt;okay maybe i won't last till training.&lt;br /&gt;like during geog, i'll collapse already.&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHS.&lt;br /&gt;LESSONS ARE STARTING AND GUESS WHAT WE RECEIVED OUR HISTORY PT.&lt;br /&gt;HMPH so if we can count, it would be yes, THREE on hand already.&lt;br /&gt;ahahha THREE okay.&lt;br /&gt;gosh, *faints*&lt;br /&gt;okayokay, no schoolwork here.&lt;br /&gt;gah i need to bathe now.&lt;br /&gt;AHHH I SPENT LIKE LITERALLY, HOURS ON ILIANA PRESENT OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAH &lt;3&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY FOURTEENTH ILIANA! : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ahhaha you really are a great pork and so and i really really really love you like shit okay!&lt;br /&gt;ahahhahas.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS FOR BEING MY PUNCHING/ HUGGING BAG : )&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHA YOU'RE REALLY SUPER NICE TO HUG OKAYYY : )&lt;br /&gt;AND I LOVE RUNNING TO YOUR SEAT EVERYTIME LESSON ENDS AND TOUCHING YOUR STUFF : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;AHAHAHHA AND AND MAKING EYE CONTACT WITH YOU DURING LESSONS AND MIMICKING SOME STUPID LOVE SONG : )&lt;br /&gt;AND AND BEING WEEENSY EENSY AND EEENSY WEEEENSY WITH YOU : )&lt;br /&gt;AND AND AND BEING SUCH A GREAT STUDY BUDDDDY YOU KNOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND HOW LOSER FILM!&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAH REMEMBER THAT VIDEEOOOOOOOOO WE WERE SUPPOSE TO MAKE!&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAA AND AND AND SECRETLY TRYING TO TAKE PHOTOS OF _____ &amp;amp; _______ FOR A SURPRISE!&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAH AND ALL THE HOT GOSSIPS AND FABS!&lt;br /&gt;aahhahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU ILIANA, I REALLY DO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;How do i breathe without you here by my side.&lt;br /&gt;how will i see when your love brought me to the light.&lt;br /&gt;where do i go when your hearts where i lay my head&lt;br /&gt;when you're not with me&lt;br /&gt;how do i breathe.&lt;br /&gt;YES HOW DO I BREATHE WITH NO AIR ILIANA!&lt;br /&gt;cause baby, you're the BOMB : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-4924122517240006227?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/4924122517240006227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=4924122517240006227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/4924122517240006227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/4924122517240006227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/05/yes.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-5418068104679631611</id><published>2008-05-19T18:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T18:27:11.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so alanna had a wonderfullios dayyy : )&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, its tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;like AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know if im that strong enough to handle all of this at one go.&lt;br /&gt;its like twice is bad enough.&lt;br /&gt;GAHHHHH i have to stop this emo-ing thing okay!&lt;br /&gt;it really is pissing me off.&lt;br /&gt;okay, whatever luh.&lt;br /&gt;so lessons would officially start tomorrow again.&lt;br /&gt;and soon, we'll get caught up in that vicious cycle of &lt;s&gt;poverty &lt;/s&gt;( ahahha sounds like geog ehh) i mean hard mugging and blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;but its good too, so time would past so fast that i won't even know im in it.&lt;br /&gt;i won't even know that im part of this whole cycle.&lt;br /&gt;yes, time pass faster pleasee.&lt;br /&gt;and then sometimes you wish it'll just stop for that moment, those happy and awesome moments with friends and stuff. how every batch outing seems so memorable, how every recess with JEAN ILIANA AND YONG seems so unimportant yet so significant.&lt;br /&gt;and then you come to realise that life's like this.&lt;br /&gt;so from now on, i'll savour every moment of my life.&lt;br /&gt;including the sweet, sour, bitter and SHIT WHATS THE LAST ONE.&lt;br /&gt;okay. so we're having three projects on hand now.&lt;br /&gt;and im currently stressing over the science thingo.&lt;br /&gt;gahhh i hate projects in rg you know.&lt;br /&gt;all of them are like so individual, and they are like so hard to start.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, taking the first step is always the hardest but can they not make is so hard!&lt;br /&gt;okay fine, then maybe we'll never really learn.&lt;br /&gt;BUT HELLLOOO like ahhaha i just realise i keep contradicting myself.&lt;br /&gt;gahh don't break my flow of thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;once its broken, i'll go gabberish.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE TABOO and CHARADE : )&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm you ask anyone, " are results really that important?"&lt;br /&gt;the politically correct answer would be " no" .&lt;br /&gt;and if its so, why are people still working so hard?&lt;br /&gt;why is it that you wanna prove yourself, why is that people want to go higher and higher.&lt;br /&gt;there would be someone who will have to take the lower positions.&lt;br /&gt;why cant people just accept that , yes just so happen they need to step down for once and like i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;omgawsh i really dont know what im writing!&lt;br /&gt;DANG im gonna have a reall looooong day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;still have learning lab after match okay!&lt;br /&gt;and tuesday is like the hardcore subjects.&lt;br /&gt;i want it all to fast forward.&lt;br /&gt;haha eunice and i think our rhyming skills rock luh!&lt;br /&gt;ahahhas.&lt;br /&gt;SINCE IT ALL HAS TO END&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL MAKE A BAND&lt;br /&gt;TO MAKE SURE I MEND&lt;br /&gt;MY BROKEN HAND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHHA omg this's so coooool : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-5418068104679631611?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-7392289425422810999</id><published>2008-05-18T12:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T12:31:05.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALANNA! (&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;your favourite colour blue : ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haha yes, the moment you've been waiting for alanna.&lt;br /&gt;well, happy fourteen alright!&lt;br /&gt;you know you've been a great listener all this while and i just wanna take the time to express my gratitude towards you. you never fail to make me laugh with all your stupid imitations of *coughcough* and your alannaforce : )&lt;br /&gt;and how i would laugh so stupidly in front of my phone at your stupid sweeeet words and get mocked at not being a great speller!&lt;br /&gt;and how you would never fail to encourage me, be it academic or softball.&lt;br /&gt;AND MY SUBWAY COOKIE.&lt;br /&gt;yes, though i've beeeeen treating you to cookies and so : )&lt;br /&gt;but thanks nevertheless for everything alright! : ))&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im goinggg to your partayeeee later on.&lt;br /&gt;HAVE FUN : )&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to crashh your house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;being strong is not being tough and buff outside&lt;br /&gt;but being calm and compose inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sky can crash&lt;br /&gt;there may be thrash&lt;br /&gt;or maybe a bash&lt;br /&gt;but its the knowing that you'll still dash.&lt;br /&gt;AHAHH ehh not bad eh : )&lt;br /&gt;its spontaneous : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don't have to show it on the outside.&lt;br /&gt;it comes from within.&lt;br /&gt;and for that, i'll dash : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-7392289425422810999?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/7392289425422810999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=7392289425422810999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/7392289425422810999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/7392289425422810999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday-alanna-your-favourite.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-8451587660470258363</id><published>2008-05-14T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T19:47:33.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp; that won't kill me, only makes me stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;this song is still as beautiful as ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-8451587660470258363?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/8451587660470258363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=8451587660470258363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/8451587660470258363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/8451587660470258363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/05/that-wont-kill-me-only-makes-me.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-5962283633391944722</id><published>2008-05-14T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T19:46:11.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sometimes i wish it should just kill me.&lt;br /&gt;its so sick to keep on putting up a brave front.&lt;br /&gt;i really tried holding back, really tried.&lt;br /&gt;i just let it overwhelmed me, just this once.&lt;br /&gt;and no more second chance.&lt;br /&gt;and that's when i realise life ain't fair.&lt;br /&gt;i always did, actually.&lt;br /&gt;its just that i thought we all get a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;alright, shift focus.&lt;br /&gt;life will just keep throwing you stuff.&lt;br /&gt;just block it with all your might and no&lt;br /&gt;point moaning over that previous rock which hit you so hard.&lt;br /&gt;get up, and retaliate for the next big rock coming your way.&lt;br /&gt;easier said than done though.&lt;br /&gt;we all have to learn, sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;it's all in the metality and always the mind over body.&lt;br /&gt;the mind is a powerful thing.&lt;br /&gt;it captures the universe.&lt;br /&gt;and graps everything that could be, in our very own hands.&lt;br /&gt;so just do your best, even if you know it'll all boils down to nothing.&lt;br /&gt;for we'll still lie among the stars even if we fail to reach the moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; im not gonna shed tears for my loss, but my win.&lt;br /&gt;and ccube, im real grateful for everything.&lt;br /&gt;i really appreciate all the support and love and&lt;br /&gt;it'll all pass.&lt;br /&gt;it all will, eventually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-5962283633391944722?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/5962283633391944722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=5962283633391944722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/5962283633391944722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/5962283633391944722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/05/sometimes-i-wish-it-should-just-kill-me.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-1069308455575351984</id><published>2008-05-12T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T20:45:51.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright, i guess im feeling better now.&lt;br /&gt;boohooo&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i get over sad stuff easily : )&lt;br /&gt;but im always greatly affected about them.&lt;br /&gt;ALRGIHT. ENOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYYYYYYYYYY TOMORROW'S D-DAYY!&lt;br /&gt;if you still don't know what day im referring to, den you can obviously go bang your head against the wall and make sure that its broken into a million pieces.&lt;br /&gt;OKAY FINE.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's our first zonals match!&lt;br /&gt;it've beeeen a long time since ccube played an official match together, since src.&lt;br /&gt;AND im so loooking forward towards it : )&lt;br /&gt;cause matches are always fun : ))&lt;br /&gt;hahah and tomorrow we're playing against crescent, and its an away game gahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY CCUBE YOU CAN DO IT OKAYYY! : )&lt;br /&gt;we'll play like we never play before and show them we're no better than those who hit and runs : )hahaha rememberr.&lt;br /&gt;its always CCUBE FTW : ))&lt;br /&gt;GO CCUBEEEEEEEEE! : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-4583716398954420307</id><published>2008-05-11T12:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T12:22:36.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;you know, sometimes i wonder if everything i do was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;it've been such a long while already, and i always thought&lt;br /&gt;it'll get better someday.&lt;br /&gt;but it looks like things are still how it started.&lt;br /&gt;all the fake smiles and stupid bond.&lt;br /&gt;after hoping and wishing so much.&lt;br /&gt;i just need this much.&lt;br /&gt;it just makes me contented to be able to feel&lt;br /&gt;as though im not alone in this world.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder when i could ever feel that way.&lt;br /&gt;i doubt whatever it is now.&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&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/19051342-4583716398954420307?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/4583716398954420307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=4583716398954420307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/4583716398954420307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/4583716398954420307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-know-sometimes-i-wonder-if.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-5636785965620488155</id><published>2008-05-11T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T00:47:09.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>training : /&lt;br /&gt;gahh.&lt;br /&gt;we had like yes, if you can count, THREE TRAININGS CONSECUTIVELY.&lt;br /&gt;wow. my sole/ feet/ ball/ toes ( or whatever you call it eunice) is DYING.&lt;br /&gt;and my arm hurts ):&lt;br /&gt;ahh i hope everything gets better by tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;WOOT : )&lt;br /&gt;our first zonals match against crescent.&lt;br /&gt;an away game okay ):&lt;br /&gt;booohoooo. i don't like crescent's field ):&lt;br /&gt;WHY ARE THERE SO MANY AWAY GAMES.&lt;br /&gt;like peicai's one tooo.&lt;br /&gt;training today was fine : )&lt;br /&gt;the weather was the bomb!&lt;br /&gt;it was super breeeeezy and windyyyyy and coooling : )&lt;br /&gt;yeah but that makes me feel even sleepier as i woke up 630am in the morn okay.&lt;br /&gt;and kelly woke up at 730am and reached ri earlier than us okay!&lt;br /&gt;blahblah then did diamond and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i was super tired that i slept on the bus which went allllllllll they way to the interchange okay.&lt;br /&gt;i tell you, i would have slept at the interchange while waiting for bus.&lt;br /&gt;then i went home, bathe and slept till 6 or something : )&lt;br /&gt;hahahha and now i can't sleeeeep.&lt;br /&gt;nvm, at least i can do my geog pt.&lt;br /&gt;i realise im more productive at night.&lt;br /&gt;im just an owl : )&lt;br /&gt;OH and hottie and nottie was not very great.&lt;br /&gt;don't catch it. a total waste of timeee.&lt;br /&gt;but i caught bring it on, the second one all or nothing.&lt;br /&gt;was quite cool : )&lt;br /&gt;HAYDEN is hot : )&lt;br /&gt;alright, stupid alanna is playing that stupid neopets game already.&lt;br /&gt;she thinks that neopets is INTERACTIVE.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah is neopets is interactive, then what's xbox and wiii!&lt;br /&gt;OMG go to alanna's blog and seeee that retarded bowling video!&lt;br /&gt;HAH : )&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA WATCH WHAT HAPPENS IN VEGAS.&lt;br /&gt;ashton krutcher's hot : )&lt;br /&gt;AND SEX AND THE CITY : )&lt;br /&gt;if only there's just that little bit more time.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO ICE SKATING AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA I WANNA I WANNNA,&lt;br /&gt;I NEED I NEED I NEEED.&lt;br /&gt;I MUST I MUST I MUST.&lt;br /&gt;okay,&lt;br /&gt;but i will not : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-5636785965620488155?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-3892375085173387343</id><published>2008-05-09T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T22:01:53.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahahaa :/&lt;br /&gt;don't ask me why im blogging ALMOST everyday right now!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i have to find out a way to upload all the pictures on my phone onto my laptop!&lt;br /&gt;the laptop isn't responding to my phone's transfer!&lt;br /&gt;HMPH.&lt;br /&gt;alright. there goes christine complaing and complaing again : )&lt;br /&gt;ahahhaah!&lt;br /&gt;anyway i went to school today.&lt;br /&gt;yes i know. i WAS so ponning schoooool okay!&lt;br /&gt;and decided to go at the end.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we went for bowling at marina after spring cleaning!&lt;br /&gt;you know i have this feeling that the spring cleaning idea was brought up by some girl in her shuo ming wen okay!&lt;br /&gt;if i find out who, i'll kill her : )&lt;br /&gt;haahaah kidding.&lt;br /&gt;anyway bowling was great : )&lt;br /&gt;we played two games and chiong back school for training.&lt;br /&gt;bowling was great : )&lt;br /&gt;okay, but i sucked at it. cause apparently im only able to hit 80+&lt;br /&gt;anddd its dam stupid because usually at the first try, the ball would go down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;and then the second one, it'l be a spare : )&lt;br /&gt;ahahhaahha sooo dumbbb&lt;br /&gt;hey but i think we're not bad for like rookies like us!&lt;br /&gt;like this acsi guys beside us cant even bowl luh-_-&lt;br /&gt;YAY BOWLING.&lt;br /&gt;dang i think out batch is super talented : )&lt;br /&gt;like okay, just to name a few : we play bowling, play squash, play basketball, play badminton ( some), playy soccer ( some ), playyy MAJONG, play arcade, and ice skate : )&lt;br /&gt;AHAHHAHA we could join the RGS TALENT SEARCH COMPETITION : )'&lt;br /&gt;ahahhas.&lt;br /&gt;" hey you that girl with the red jacket and thick glasses standing beside the girl with a ponytail and a face, where's your tie!"&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha gah i missed that/.&lt;br /&gt;anywayyy, there's training tomorrow at ri gahh.&lt;br /&gt;but we would be diamond-inig anyway :  )&lt;br /&gt;omg, and the juniors are super nice alright!&lt;br /&gt;like they bought us this huge trobelone (sp?) thinggg to support us for our match on tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;omg how nice can they be right!&lt;br /&gt;and not to mention that they buy drinks for us during src.&lt;br /&gt;gahh thanks juniors : )&lt;br /&gt;i hate science pt ):&lt;br /&gt;its like WHY CANT WE EVER GET A BREAK!&lt;br /&gt;it was geog pt, den next is like science which is a freaking 20%.&lt;br /&gt;BOOOHOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;alright, im gonna watch the hottie and the nottie now : ))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-3892375085173387343?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/3892375085173387343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=3892375085173387343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/3892375085173387343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/3892375085173387343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/05/hahahahaa-dont-ask-me-why-im-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-5949938707522466082</id><published>2008-05-08T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T22:55:27.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhaahhaaa so we resumed training today : /&lt;br /&gt;gahh i woke up at like 11 : ))&lt;br /&gt;eeee i hate afternoon trainings luh, they make you slack the whole morning and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;YAY ANYWAY our holiday trainings would be in the morning yay: )&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY KUDOS TO ALANNA FOR HELPING ME WITH GEOG PT IN THAT WHOLE BURNING OF THE MIDNIGHT OIL : )&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;okayyy so training today was okayyy luhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;but its fun cause we get to do machine : )&lt;br /&gt;i hate warm ups.&lt;br /&gt;they're borrrringgggggg and takes upppp so long timeee. ahahah&lt;br /&gt;i love diamond man its super cool : )&lt;br /&gt;anyway, diamonds' are a girl's best friend eh!&lt;br /&gt;OKAYYY SO we got our fixtures today : )&lt;br /&gt;first match this tuesday against CRESCENT at their homeground.&lt;br /&gt;BOOHOOOO and we don't get to leave school early cause school already ends at 1235.&lt;br /&gt;gahhh. nvm! : )&lt;br /&gt;im so sureeee ccubee would own yeah : )&lt;br /&gt;ahahahha like wad mr ben said, we already have the psychological advantage yeahh baby : )&lt;br /&gt;OMG I HATE EUNICE NOW MAN/&lt;br /&gt;ahahahaha lilkeeee cause after training we were at the school's canteeeen.&lt;br /&gt;then the public phone in the canteeen rang okay!&lt;br /&gt;it totally rang, i swear.&lt;br /&gt;and then we didnt pick that up. and eunice was like&lt;br /&gt;" OMG ONE MISSED CALL"&lt;br /&gt;and we linked that to the eerie movie "one missed call"&lt;br /&gt;and we don't wanna die!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha : )&lt;br /&gt;AND THAT marks the start of the OMEN.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahah soooon enough we all started freaking out and screaming like hell's business : )&lt;br /&gt;omg i cant stand like scarrryyy stufff.&lt;br /&gt;i have a super wild imagination luh, right emily!&lt;br /&gt;ahahahha and joce was totally cool over it.&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAH stupid ALANNA!&lt;br /&gt;ahahahh she called me on my phone that was in my bag.&lt;br /&gt;so i felt a sudden vibration and took out my phone and she hung up.&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAH then i saw " 1 missed call" den i was freaking out and then i realise it was stupid alanna.&lt;br /&gt;ahahhaha and then since we were all gonna get bubble tea, they walked to the bus stop at the opposite side.&lt;br /&gt;and there's this scary alley down the road which they dared themselves to go.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahah i was like no way am i going in there.&lt;br /&gt;and soon enough they started running out and screaming!&lt;br /&gt;my goshhh ):&lt;br /&gt;and did i mention that after physics paper i went to boon's house and watched a scary movie.&lt;br /&gt;gahhh im like freaked out nowwww.&lt;br /&gt;AHHH i wannnna learn how to watch scary movies. cause apparently scary movies have the best plot : )&lt;br /&gt;but they're so gahhh scaryyy.&lt;br /&gt;ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;i don't wanna go school tomorrow ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-5949938707522466082?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/5949938707522466082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=5949938707522466082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/5949938707522466082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/5949938707522466082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/05/ahhaahhaaa-so-we-resumed-training-today.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-1261648140270703653</id><published>2008-05-07T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T22:25:31.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY : )&lt;br /&gt;hahaha yeah, as everyone had already posted on their blogs or whatsoever,&lt;br /&gt;its the end of MYA!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i don't know but i kind of feel like normal. not extremely ecstatic or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;It just means that its one exam down ( out of the many exams in life) and many more to go : )&lt;br /&gt;hahaha but im still glad. i mean glad that we don't have to sit for those scary exam papers and freak out at the sight of the minute hands ticking away happily.&lt;br /&gt;today was maths :/&lt;br /&gt;its okayokayy luh./&lt;br /&gt;i don't know.&lt;br /&gt; BUT IM STILL SADD ):&lt;br /&gt;no more hugs and i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;i kind of like exams (yeah i know, wayy freaky, but) its like you know the night before, your friends call and like you guys would freak out together and do some last minute mugging.&lt;br /&gt;Then there would be the next day where you would get together in a circle and pray and hug and just simply wish that time would just stop for that moment : )&lt;br /&gt;then there's during the exam where you wished that your friends right at the other corner would know how to tackle that question, and then there's after the exams where you and your friends would get together and scream over the unjust of the questions, and still love each other no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;IM SO SORRY ILIANA JEAN AND LIYONG!  ):&lt;br /&gt;i really hope you guys enjoyed yourself at cathay!&lt;br /&gt;you know that you guys have been always on my mind no matter what alright : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT, OKAYYYY SO THIS IS HOW IM SUPPOSE TO SOUND LIKE.&lt;br /&gt;LIKE YAYYYY BATCH ICE SKATINGGGG : )&lt;br /&gt;YEAHH I MEAN ITS FUN : )&lt;br /&gt;hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;too bad eunice and alanna can't make it : )&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im sure they had their fun somewhere else too! : )&lt;br /&gt;AND NO MATTER WHAT WE'RE ALL HAVING FUN no matter where we are or who we are with, and that's all that matters : )&lt;br /&gt;soooooo we rusheeddd to kallang leisure park : )&lt;br /&gt;hahahah its soooo ehhhh new.&lt;br /&gt;i mean the air smells fresh inside.&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha and i think we're the second group of people at the rink besides the chij girls.&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAH : )&lt;br /&gt;YAY I LOVE ICE SKATING.&lt;br /&gt;OMG PICS SOME OTHER TIME : )&lt;br /&gt;ITS REAL COOL : )&lt;br /&gt;i haven't ice skated for a looooong time already, and its not bad that i managed to get it in like 10min : )&lt;br /&gt;ahahhahahah alright boon is so much better!&lt;br /&gt;but she's shorter XD&lt;br /&gt;ahahhahahaa yayy i love to see emily and christine fall : )&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha they fall with so muchhh style.&lt;br /&gt;then there's kelly who skates like some cute ninja turtle : )'&lt;br /&gt;ahahha and natalie who skates like some skater dude&lt;br /&gt;jocelyn and her blisters -_-&lt;br /&gt;and samantha who skates ehhhh. just like  me : )&lt;br /&gt;ahahha we were wearing a same grey shirt! : )&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY IT WAS REAL FUN LUHHH : )&lt;br /&gt;and i figured out myself how to do a turn  ahahahha&lt;br /&gt;and stupid christine was trying to skate backwards when&lt;br /&gt;she cant even skate forward well.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;alright we left the rink so reluctantly!&lt;br /&gt;gah if it was at jec, we would just skated the whole day away : )&lt;br /&gt;it was just nice 2 groups of 4 hmph!&lt;br /&gt;oh did i mention that before that we had our early lunch at 10!&lt;br /&gt;at pastamania.&lt;br /&gt;bleh pasta's nice but i got sickk of it sooooon.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY ICE SKATING IS COOL : )&lt;br /&gt;shit, how many times have i said it?&lt;br /&gt;then went to arcade!&lt;br /&gt;ahhahaha played that that-looks-like-02-jam-game game : )&lt;br /&gt;haahaha and the drums and the para para thingo : )&lt;br /&gt;hahahah then we allll leftttttt to the foodcourt and sat down there : )&lt;br /&gt;cause our legs were already crampinggg : )&lt;br /&gt;SO WE TALKED AND TALKED AND EAT AND TALKED AND BUY MORE FOOD AND TALK AND CRAP AND (jocelyn and kelly play the stupid building game) AND CAMWHORED AND TALK AND (emily drinks her coffee) AND STUFF : )&lt;br /&gt;thennnn we went to check out present for _____________&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;alright then we chill out abit more and we were all dying to go back to the rink! gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. SO THATS ABOUT IT I GUESS.&lt;br /&gt;THE ICE SKATING ONE WAS AN AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;I GIVE IT A FABULOUS : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDDD the school's dam smart cause apparently we cant 100% enjoy ourselves now, as i have to chiong my geog pt.&lt;br /&gt;i mean a project after MYA?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha oh wells, nvm : )&lt;br /&gt;WAIT THE WORST THING IS THAT they're giving back all our papers on one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyy keywords : &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;*faints*&lt;br /&gt;ahahhaha ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY HERE'S A YAYNESS TO EVERYONE WHO BRAVED THROUGH THE MYA SO GIVE YOURSELF A WELL-DESERVED BREAK : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-1261648140270703653?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/1261648140270703653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=1261648140270703653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/1261648140270703653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/1261648140270703653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/05/yay-hahaha-yeah-as-everyone-had-already.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-3979971846973148580</id><published>2008-05-03T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T19:16:56.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg, and i just realised i have a horrible sun burn : /&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-3979971846973148580?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/3979971846973148580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=3979971846973148580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/3979971846973148580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/3979971846973148580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/05/omg-and-i-just-realised-i-have-horrible.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-8804255337748410241</id><published>2008-05-03T16:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T16:28:22.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY i went for training today : )&lt;br /&gt;haven't train for a long while already :/&lt;br /&gt;it feels good to bat again.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahha,&lt;br /&gt;anyway training supposedly start at 830 or something,&lt;br /&gt;and i arrived at ri at 930.&lt;br /&gt;ahhahaha not my fault that the bus took super long to come or something right!&lt;br /&gt;and i was like walking towards the pitchers net like right at the north-west cause i thought coach was talking to our batch cause i saw quite a few green-coloured shirt ppl. then i walked and i walked and it turns out to be the ri sec 1 guys. RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;wateverrr.&lt;br /&gt;so we did like batting yay : )&lt;br /&gt;ahhaha thanks boon and emily!&lt;br /&gt;you guys run like crazaye and stuff^^&lt;br /&gt;HMMM ohhh and then we started seeing heatwave man.&lt;br /&gt;like it was super obvious.&lt;br /&gt;the sun was killinggggg us luh!&lt;br /&gt;we were all sweats and friedd.&lt;br /&gt;THENNN ahahahha the RI sec 1s were playing match against themselves luh.&lt;br /&gt;then me and emily were arguing whether we would manage to thrash them or not.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha so we decided to likeee play with them.&lt;br /&gt;omgawsh, i love my guts luh : )&lt;br /&gt;anyway, so like two of us joined one group and so for the rest luh&lt;br /&gt;haahha they areee super HILIARIOUS i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;ahhahas.&lt;br /&gt;likee there's this shortstop they all nicknamed him "yogi bear" or something.&lt;br /&gt;then this fielder was like " ehh yogi bear, better catch the ball hor. if not i shave you! "&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahhaha its super stupiddd luh.&lt;br /&gt;and THEY'RE SUPER RACIST man.&lt;br /&gt;like this indian batter who like was running bases luh.&lt;br /&gt;and the ppl were like " ehh run faster. bangla-DASH."&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. wadeverrr.&lt;br /&gt;okay, admitedly they're not bad for a sec one level.&lt;br /&gt;ahahha kimberly was sooooo shy.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, training today was funfun luh : )&lt;br /&gt;ahahha i love our coolios handshakeee. ahahha actually its more of a bodyshake.&lt;br /&gt;AHAHHA *flickflick*&lt;br /&gt;yeah. so after that we went in to coach. he was super hiliarious too!&lt;br /&gt;ahahha he was like demonstrating how gay teaches catwalk.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahh! its dam funnayeeee luhhh!&lt;br /&gt;okay, soo training ended and joce and me went to j8 to have our lunchh!&lt;br /&gt;they totally renovatedd the food junction luh.&lt;br /&gt;then we tried to get into the arcade after that.&lt;br /&gt;and that lady chased us out cause apparently we were in school uniform.&lt;br /&gt;OMG its not even a uniform luh. its just an ora shirt -_-&lt;br /&gt;nvm then we went to get bubblee tea at this hdb flat or something.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahha and we saw those sec ones again.sighhh.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;okayy, today was fun luh : )&lt;br /&gt;AND our nationals group is like crescent, rgs, and i forgot the rest.&lt;br /&gt;ahahha. just two more luh.&lt;br /&gt;OKAY i think i should be studying right.&lt;br /&gt;sighhhhh : /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s don't care how others feel about you alright! just follow your heart and nothing will go wrong : ) remember, the nicoforce is always with you : )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-8804255337748410241?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/8804255337748410241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=8804255337748410241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/8804255337748410241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/8804255337748410241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/05/yay-i-went-for-training-today-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-1241955036177111407</id><published>2008-05-02T16:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T16:18:00.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;okay, so its two exam days already : )&lt;br /&gt;hahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;well im glad it passed so fast.&lt;br /&gt;However, sometimes I wish it wouldn't pass so fast you know.&lt;br /&gt;its like all these little moments that make life so.. yes miserable.&lt;br /&gt;but it's also the time when you get all your friends together and&lt;br /&gt;pull through it all : )&lt;br /&gt;its all the little little things.&lt;br /&gt;I bet when we all grow up, we'll miss the exams and so&lt;br /&gt;so its better to cherish them now : )&lt;br /&gt;hhahas.&lt;br /&gt;okay, so its 3 papers more to go : )&lt;br /&gt;for me luh.&lt;br /&gt;the other half of the class have to sit for a philo exam after physics too!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah poor them.&lt;br /&gt;ohwell, but actually they are considered much luckier than us.&lt;br /&gt;Because we would be taking our philo exam during EYA which is apparently the most stresful times of the year compared to a puny MYA.&lt;br /&gt;hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;and you have to pass in order to make it to secondary threeee level!&lt;br /&gt;ouch.&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway, im like kindof enjoying my life now : )&lt;br /&gt;ahhahas. i mean besides mugging luh, like we end schooool early and stuff : )&lt;br /&gt;ahhahas.&lt;br /&gt;like today lit paper, we ended at nine!&lt;br /&gt;hah!&lt;br /&gt;so its just like waking up to school so early in the morning for a one hour and then home.&lt;br /&gt;ahahhs.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YONG JEAN AND ILIANA.&lt;br /&gt;yeah that was randomm, but anyway,&lt;br /&gt;i miss those little ansjail hugs that we used to have before every eya paper,&lt;br /&gt;and that failures unite hug! : )&lt;br /&gt;and that little hug and high five everyone would give everyone.&lt;br /&gt;and all the tears and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;They're all part and parcel of the beautiful memory i have : )&lt;br /&gt;and i believe there'll be so much more to come : )&lt;br /&gt;so don't fear MYA&lt;br /&gt;as we'll get our wayy : )&lt;br /&gt;hahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;okay. before i get tooo complacent, its like backkk to the rocks and the forests : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s omgawsh and i think im so gonna chiong my geog pt during the last week after MYA's over.&lt;br /&gt;the school's dammm smart luh ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-1241955036177111407?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/1241955036177111407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=1241955036177111407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/1241955036177111407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/1241955036177111407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/05/hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-6629322693775053623</id><published>2008-04-26T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T01:36:35.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahah, obviously i didn't keep to whatever i meant.&lt;br /&gt;bleh.&lt;br /&gt;well at least for a week, i can proudly say : )&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yeah it've beeeeeen a long week.&lt;br /&gt;a long gruelling week, a long long long one.&lt;br /&gt;like most teachers just end up koping all our lunch blocks and ces luh.&lt;br /&gt;not their fault anyway.&lt;br /&gt;the MYAs already started today, with the first being the english paperrr.&lt;br /&gt;ahahhahs. and i was playing with my dropping toothh during the paper : )&lt;br /&gt;and there goes my last baby tooth that came off during aesthetics./&lt;br /&gt;hah! the teacher was so traumatised.&lt;br /&gt;so i just have to bear for two more weeks, and the MYAs will be over.&lt;br /&gt;just two more : )&lt;br /&gt;no, just one more fortnight.&lt;br /&gt;sounds more encouraging eh :/&lt;br /&gt;surpirsingly, school's kindof fun now.&lt;br /&gt;there's always this novelty thinggg : )&lt;br /&gt;yeah anyway, i decided that im going to mug &lt;strong&gt;SMART&lt;/strong&gt; and not &lt;strong&gt;HARD&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;cause i play &lt;strong&gt;SOFT&lt;/strong&gt;ball : )&lt;br /&gt;which kinds of remind me that may twelve is the FIRST MATCH : )&lt;br /&gt;and we're so gonna get screwedd luh. its like just right after our myas and stuff and we did not have hardcore training before.&lt;br /&gt;blah. anyhow, it's like past 1am now.&lt;br /&gt;and im gonna like doze off to lalaland real soon.&lt;br /&gt;i've been super dreammmyyyyy ever since i caught that stupid cinderella movie that my sis just randomly switched it on on tuesday and unfortunately, the media was so much more intriguing than my boring revision and i wasted my time on it luhh.&lt;br /&gt;ahhahs. like for art today, i tried fitting in castles on air with the theme stars. and its super coolios luh : )&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah, and the part where im gonna sleep real soon,&lt;br /&gt;its now : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-6629322693775053623?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/6629322693775053623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=6629322693775053623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/6629322693775053623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/6629322693775053623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/04/hahahah-obviously-i-didnt-keep-to.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-1803136092268554305</id><published>2008-04-21T21:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T21:34:37.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. that's it.&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna touch the com until a month later&lt;br /&gt;"i said what i meant and i meant what i said" : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-1803136092268554305?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/1803136092268554305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=1803136092268554305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/1803136092268554305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/1803136092268554305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/04/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-2223392211761583596</id><published>2008-04-18T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T23:59:14.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay. congrats bdiv : )&lt;br /&gt;you guys played dam well luh!&lt;br /&gt;and the one vs tk too : )&lt;br /&gt;anyway, you guys deserved the win alright cause its always RAFFLES SOFTBALL FTW! : )&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so the bdiv nats 3rd placing.&lt;br /&gt;which kinds of remind me that our cdiv season is starting real soooon.&lt;br /&gt;like our first match's on may the twelve.&lt;br /&gt;ahahha yeah coach keeps harping on it that i already remember the date.&lt;br /&gt;its like a mixed feeling you know :/&lt;br /&gt;like i want it to come faster cause its gonna be fun and my blog's just gonna be about matches, and stuff. ahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't want it to come so fast cause it'll end like soon too. and then we'll all have to train for bdiv once more.&lt;br /&gt;and then its a whole new level once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want it to always be cdiv you know.like our batch.&lt;br /&gt;yeah im selfishhh : ) haahha i make a good fisherman when i grow up!&lt;br /&gt;arghh but the worst part is that our myas are like clashing with our matches and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;not clashing but same week and blah and blah luhh.&lt;br /&gt;and our class's already behind time for god knows how many freaking lessons due to the constant aesthetics we have from the switch in timetable.&lt;br /&gt;its like every teacher comes in and the first thing they say is " your class is really behind time".&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yesterday was the bombb!&lt;br /&gt;like i came back from jean's house only at twelve!&lt;br /&gt;haahhs.&lt;br /&gt;we were having lots of fun luh!&lt;br /&gt;her brother really makes good milo!&lt;br /&gt;and we're dam proud of ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;we manage to like cramp the whole lit pt in like hmmm. maybe in total ten hours.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahs. okay. that seems quite long. but the lit pt is super prettaye luh.&lt;br /&gt;and i scalded my finger cause of that!&lt;br /&gt;it was because i touched the metal tip of the glue iron luh. and i screamed hysterically like anything after that. seriously. i never wanna go near hot stuff anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i love iliana, yong and jean man!&lt;br /&gt;we kept talking and talking bout like anything. like issues you know. and its real cool : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;THANKS JEAN AND JEAN'S MUM AND JEAN'S DAD and JEAN's SIBLINGS FOR LIKE ALLOWING US TO STAY IN YOUR HOUSE TILL SO LATE : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and thanks guys for the wonderful time man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow eunice and i will be going for tammie's nymd thing : )&lt;br /&gt;going to be a long day man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p.s/ oooh and i love alannakwong : ))&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/19051342-2223392211761583596?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/2223392211761583596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=2223392211761583596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/2223392211761583596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/2223392211761583596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/04/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-8717746923772375556</id><published>2008-04-16T20:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T20:58:04.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;hahahaha i don't know why im like blogging so frequently now.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im like researching on henri matisse for like ART now.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha yes art.&lt;br /&gt;hey art's quite fun okay, but i swear im the worst artist in class!&lt;br /&gt;aahahh.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im gonna like attempt this on friday! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189821458929219474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SAXzHrss95I/AAAAAAAAAFc/qbEKc7O_Mno/s320/SNAIL+by+henri+matisse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haahha, this's the easiest i can find already. i mean its just shapes right.&lt;br /&gt;yeah look out for what is my final product man.&lt;br /&gt;ahahhas.&lt;br /&gt;yeah anyway,we didn't had lots of students in class like after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;cause most of them went off to support and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;gah omgawsh and i so hope jeanie and smirthie thrashed mg man XD&lt;br /&gt;go &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;RGTENNIS : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;omgawsh and the basketballers beat SCGS yesterday! : )&lt;br /&gt;so proud of you guys!&lt;br /&gt;ahahah and soon it'll be oour turn.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, they're gonna rematch it tomorrow at turf city.&lt;br /&gt;yes, you have no idea how elated i was when i know its a turf city.&lt;br /&gt;no more ulu kallang field!&lt;br /&gt;ahahha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway turf city is at bukit timah wad, so convenient to anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;ahahha i bet christine would be weeping luhh.&lt;br /&gt;yeah anyway today, we had the nature week audition thing and&lt;br /&gt;207 rocked hardcore.wooooots^^&lt;br /&gt;ahahahah okay, i mean we did our best in that limited time given for preparation and stuff luh.&lt;br /&gt;though the others may be better, we've already done our best : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;AND AARTHI's the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;BOMBBB! *boooom dyamite : )*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahah seriously, you are our sexy hot babe!&lt;br /&gt;love that funky hair of yours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, then after that met up with alanna at subway.&lt;br /&gt;and we mugged through the evening.&lt;br /&gt;awwwww ahahahhs.&lt;br /&gt;nah. everything would be perfect if she would just stop making me treat her.&lt;br /&gt;ahahhs seriously luh, ever since last here, i've been like cookie-ing her.&lt;br /&gt;she should change her nickname to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;cookie monster&lt;/span&gt; instead of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;almo&lt;/span&gt; or something luh!&lt;br /&gt;ahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;but it was quite unproductive luhh. that AHH LAHH NAA is dam lazyyy i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;she only worked on english summary the WHOLE TIME.&lt;br /&gt;ahahhas.&lt;br /&gt;and i bet she casted a spell on her purple pen or something luh!&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, and tomorrow we're crashing jean's house for lit pt.&lt;br /&gt;our extension didnt get approve man.&lt;br /&gt;so we had to crash course &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt; at her house.&lt;br /&gt;i bet we'll just raid her fridge and camwhore at the big mirror of hers : )&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;omgawsh im gonna have a dam fun day tomorrow : )&lt;br /&gt;you know, sometimes things arent as bad as they looked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;GO RAFFLES SOFTBALL WOOOOSH!&lt;br /&gt;KICK A ALL THE WAYY : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-8717746923772375556?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/8717746923772375556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=8717746923772375556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/8717746923772375556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/8717746923772375556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/04/hahahaha-i-dont-know-why-im-like.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SAXzHrss95I/AAAAAAAAAFc/qbEKc7O_Mno/s72-c/SNAIL+by+henri+matisse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-6575578549240724267</id><published>2008-04-15T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T21:57:07.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;GAH.&lt;br /&gt;it was raining again luh!&lt;br /&gt;it always rain on important matches.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today we get to leave school earlier to support our bdiv semis against tk.&lt;br /&gt;and that christine has dam alot of tk friends luh.&lt;br /&gt;see luh, from ij school become like that. hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;their pitch was quite consistent luh, but i still think flea's one the best! : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah anyway i almost got booked today luh.&lt;br /&gt;the word is almost : )&lt;br /&gt;one more booking and dc here i come.&lt;br /&gt;cause we were running on friday's timetable, then there's assembly and stuff and we have to wear formal attire. And apparently, alot of people wore their culottes and they claimed to have told us beforehand regarding the attire thing and so you get booked if you don't wear formal attire to assembly.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahs. luckily, i saw amanda at the parade square and i borrowed my pinnafore from her.&lt;br /&gt;yayye.&lt;br /&gt;hahahs and poor eunice had to make do with simin's short pinnafore./&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know she loved it luh /&lt;br /&gt;yay we skipped out pft today!&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs but we better make sure we do it by next wednesday or we have to redo 2.4.&lt;br /&gt;and we're doing our pft with the basketballers!&lt;br /&gt;ahahha coolios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHH and for aesthetics now, we're doing art.&lt;br /&gt;gah, art!&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs. omgawsh you should see my portrait of yongg luhhh.&lt;br /&gt;its not my fault she already looked like a monster right!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha kidddding. but i seriously suck at art luh : /&lt;br /&gt;i can draw like circle and lines though: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. so we were like drencheeddddd when we got to macs cause of the heavy rain!&lt;br /&gt;ahahhas. ehh i figured out the shortcut okay!&lt;br /&gt;went to macs. ate stuff and we saw nicole's bro luh.&lt;br /&gt;seriously look like her man.&lt;br /&gt;then took a bus with emily, kelly, nat, eunice, jing han.&lt;br /&gt;ahahah we were talking bout theme parks and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i had never took a 360 degrees- turn roller coaster before luh.&lt;br /&gt;i dare to sit like the steep ones, the one that you turn 180 or so,&lt;br /&gt;but i just cant for the loop ones.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahhas. i keep having this funnaye idea that ppl would fall off it.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, eunice promised to sit it with me soon, if she ever gets the chance to pull me into it. ahahah : )&lt;br /&gt;OHH and i love the corkscrew thing luh. its like soleso pop or something in genting.&lt;br /&gt;like the thing that goes up and down.&lt;br /&gt;ajhhahahah.&lt;br /&gt;when you shout, you can only make the 'eeeeeee' sound instead of the typical&lt;br /&gt;'aaaaaaaa' sound!&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sheesh. these all reminded me of my younger childhood days man.&lt;br /&gt;GAH i love theme parks : )&lt;br /&gt;i don't care. ccube's so going to like raid the theme park someday! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189469722582513522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SASzN7ss93I/AAAAAAAAAFM/f4xTzWofCg4/s320/PICT0032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ahhh i managed to dig this up. the one at the far left or something. yeah in case you don't know what up or down i was talking about. ahahahs. took this in hongkong's oceanpark when i was p6 or somethingg. ahahahs. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189470564396103554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SASz-7ss94I/AAAAAAAAAFU/e7tKuEbSMtg/s320/PICT0083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought this was awesome. gahhh i missed disneyland : ))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-6575578549240724267?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/6575578549240724267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=6575578549240724267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/6575578549240724267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/6575578549240724267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/04/gah.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SASzN7ss93I/AAAAAAAAAFM/f4xTzWofCg4/s72-c/PICT0032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-2040828238540687026</id><published>2008-04-14T10:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T10:07:23.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ハロー！イェーイイム日本の今のようなブログですジョスリン証明して間違っている。 とにかく、イムて以来、日本のように書くと明らかに誰もが理解できる....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; 私が本当に理解していないことのようにいつでも君はパット上でマスクや.したくはありませんが、このことの意味を学ぶだけ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAAH YAY did i prove that jocelyn wronggg! : )&lt;br /&gt;hahahah anyway its better off if you don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, ccube's meeting ( FINALLY) for step up movie!&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs. like finally man.&lt;br /&gt;we've been wanting to catch that for AGES.&lt;br /&gt;gah i would have to leave house soon.&lt;br /&gt;have to rush off for lit pt later on at JEANIEPOO's house!&lt;br /&gt;i freaking don't know how to dress as koro luh.&lt;br /&gt;i asked alanna and she was like " ehhh.. uncle clothes"&lt;br /&gt;BLEH. uncle clothes! ahahahs. so cheekopehhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, and i realised that the more you sleep, the more tired you'll feel.&lt;br /&gt;i've been sleeping for 10 hours on fri, sat, and sun! hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;maybe that's the make up for the mon-fri day's loss of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs. but its not suppose to work like that right!&lt;br /&gt;LITLITLIT! D:&lt;br /&gt;and soon it'll be&lt;br /&gt;GEOGGEOGGEOGD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhahas/. nvm. shall worry bout those next time/&lt;br /&gt;like they always say, worrying is like a rocking chair- takes up energy but gets you nowhere!&lt;br /&gt;hahahs. quite true ehh.&lt;br /&gt;okay, got to like wash up and stuff already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;バイバイ! : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-2040828238540687026?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/2040828238540687026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=2040828238540687026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/2040828238540687026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/2040828238540687026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-5746870621909347383</id><published>2008-04-12T23:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T00:31:11.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ORA today : )&lt;br /&gt;we sold like a megazillion muffins luhh : )&lt;br /&gt;and they're all so prettaye.&lt;br /&gt;seriously man, ccube makes the best muffin sellers!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;ohh and i bought a rose for angie!&lt;br /&gt;its so prettaye too luh : )&lt;br /&gt;i miss angie man. it has been like so long luhh.&lt;br /&gt;and farah's cookies are real nice man!&lt;br /&gt;like i bought two bags of it! reall coolios : )&lt;br /&gt;yeah anyway ora was great luh : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh and we get to skip 5 items on tuesday! ahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;get jealous.&lt;br /&gt;we'll be having a ccube pft durin ces luh!&lt;br /&gt;yays at least don't have to cramp with class.&lt;br /&gt;gahhh i miss iliana and liyong and jean all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;i was like flipping through that super thick yearbook and i read all the events and stuff and all the memories of last year started flooding back luh.&lt;br /&gt;and i thought of those fun stuff on like speeches (ehh debatable), those coolios songs, dance moves and of course our very own RGS cheers luh : )&lt;br /&gt;and how everyone would like flood to far east for their lunch at the unhealtiest kfc, burger king and carls junior.&lt;br /&gt;and it came to me that i only remembered those stressful moments, eoys, myas, pts, sas, fas and overlooked the many other fun stuff like netball carn, post eya, drama night and stuff!&lt;br /&gt;sheesh it was so muchh fun.&lt;br /&gt;IREALLYLOVERGluhh.&lt;br /&gt;and for all those people out there who thinks rg girls are nothing but geekheads, it'll be your loss : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i don't know why so many people went for planet shakers.&lt;br /&gt;its like freeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;i want an a-z with christine right now!&lt;br /&gt;ohh and jocelyn, thanks so much luh. i mean its really heartwarming to know that someone cares about how you feel and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;you know, sometimes, friends are all i need to get me through it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh and we finally finished our coooking lessons luh. no not FINALLY. mrs abbas's the bomb luh! she's the best econs teacher : ) man i think i'll miss cooking. its like the only thing you can do in school with your hair let down. ahahha i mean figuratively : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay monday a holiday. finally get to sleep in and not feel sad on sunday (because of monday) : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s/ to christine: i have no idea why you can't download the pics from here!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188392596695664818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SADfk9FPyLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Bgw40RukWew/s320/n677106199_483633_5383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;just some random pics luh. 207 learning journey at sdc : ))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188395560223099074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SADiRdFPyMI/AAAAAAAAAE8/b7dAhXcmjko/s320/4%2Bof%2Bus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just digged this up. we're going to like tammie's dance thing this friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188395564518066386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SADiRtFPyNI/AAAAAAAAAFE/zCK7CDs64cU/s320/VIVO+CITY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;yes, and saiying i missed you too! : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-5746870621909347383?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/5746870621909347383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=5746870621909347383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/5746870621909347383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/5746870621909347383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/04/ora-today-we-sold-like-megazillion.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/SADfk9FPyLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Bgw40RukWew/s72-c/n677106199_483633_5383.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-5975730364439521362</id><published>2008-04-05T20:13:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T21:18:46.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAY : )&lt;br /&gt;okay. finally i know.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY yesterday was the ohsocool sports fest wheees :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;WADDLE OWNS YOU GUYS MAN! : )&lt;br /&gt;we've got the right temperture to turn you down!&lt;br /&gt;we got a fever baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;yeah man : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;waddle&lt;/span&gt; is the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHAMPION&lt;/span&gt; house for sports fest : )&lt;br /&gt;im dam proud of jeaniepoo man : )&lt;br /&gt;yayy so yeah anyway we were sitting behind esther, crystal and christine lah. and they were obviously camwhoring man. then me liyong and iliana were like aiyah fine lah. so we took dam lots of photos we them too : )&lt;br /&gt;ahahahhs. we scream like hella too okay! : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh ilovewaddle yay : )&lt;br /&gt;ohh and sherrie went back to visit us and stuff and she's dam fuunny lah!&lt;br /&gt;gahh i missed the sec 4'07 seniors. they were so muchhh nicerrr man/.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs. ohh and the sec 1s mass danced to the song getcha head in the game.&lt;br /&gt;its okay lah, but its only 2min long. our mass dance last year was wayyyy cooler : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so before sports fest, we had training in the morn lah.&lt;br /&gt;but at 930 we had to stop and so cause they have to use the field for rehearsal or so.&lt;br /&gt;sooo nice mr ow let us to the gym! : )&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hahahahs i ran 2.4km then did some weights. ohh and cycled with jocelyn.&lt;br /&gt;ahahhahs we were like singing songs and cycling. our resistance is like six okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and boon was like ARGH don't sing. ahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;cause we were like trying so hard to pedal and singing, so obviously our singing sucks right!&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs. who cares luhhh.&lt;br /&gt;yeah then gymed till 11 or so, waited for emily to finish her lit. poor thing man. its like only her and another girl doing their exam in one whole room. so scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhuhhh. ohh then on thursday the seniors had their crescents match. its like the qualifier to semis i think! wheees~ we waited for 132 for like forever okay! like according to jocelyn, we waited until 3 190s passed and 2 105s passed. ahahhaa!&lt;br /&gt;yeah then as usual. took some pictures on the bus and so.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm then by the time we got there it was already like 345pm or so. and just as we were watching. it started raining at about 4 okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blahblahblah.this morning i had to go for the sl training workshop thing lah.&lt;br /&gt;its actually quite cool man. like you get to read and conduct activities and stuff for the kids : )&lt;br /&gt;but the only problem is that all of us cant make it at the same sat timing, like some only can make it in the afternoon, and some in the morn ):&lt;br /&gt;and me and iliana had a tiff over that. so stupiddd. i don't know man. when iliana gets angry, its&lt;br /&gt;seriously very scary. ahahha. but besides that, she's my lovely pork!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i just realised i like jumping about in my posts. like it was friday afternoon first, den friday morning, then thursday, then saturday. bwahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;okay fine now for the LONG AWAITED PICS! : )&lt;br /&gt;like it can date back to a thousand years ago when dinosaurs still roam the world! : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185740499113624354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/R_dzgjsGQyI/AAAAAAAAADU/tO5uDcQgADA/s320/DSC01738.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay green tongues! what were we eating huh!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185740795466367794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/R_dzxzsGQzI/AAAAAAAAADc/VMpOX1_512k/s320/DSC01734.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah jocelyn's dinteh head ruined it all. ahahah me and eunice hearts : ) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185741538495710018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/R_d0dDsGQ0I/AAAAAAAAADk/KRsfCF89kpM/s320/DSCN0083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i don't know if its us but we just like doing this stupid heart everywhere we go! haahhaha&lt;br /&gt;. ehh but at least the shape of our heart is improving :) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185744033871709010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/R_d2uTsGQ1I/AAAAAAAAADs/nJFXkqWJZMk/s320/DSCN0069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;that alannaa trying to emo again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185744038166676322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/R_d2ujsGQ2I/AAAAAAAAAD0/cItqO2pZhfI/s320/DSCN0070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;hahaha it looks so much better when i butt in right! : ) ahahaha ehh im enhancing the emo mood by showing a sad face okay! ahahahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185744046756610930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/R_d2vDsGQ3I/AAAAAAAAAD8/K1x-lmQGCJE/s320/DSCN0054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;yay thanks shihui for the wonderful pic! : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185744051051578242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/R_d2vTsGQ4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/R4HNTh7D40k/s320/DSCN0071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;the mirror at crescent's canteen! aahahah its seriously a camwhore mirror luh, don't blame us XD &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185746705341367186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/R_d5JzsGQ5I/AAAAAAAAAEM/wrXGgnWpetM/s320/DSCN0081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were playing the tarzan the monkey man game! ahahah den both of them won so we gave them the Winner sign : ) bwahahahhs.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185746761175942050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/R_d5NDsGQ6I/AAAAAAAAAEU/7eAsHhTcaPA/s320/DSCN0080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;and pooor us have to do the sad face. omg see eunice man. its not even a sad face!!! aahahahhaahs.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185746765470909362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/R_d5NTsGQ7I/AAAAAAAAAEc/tDbLAt3_FMs/s320/DSCN0086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;YAY i love my penguin foot! ahahahha. don't penguins walk like that!&lt;br /&gt;yeah and there're still like alot more pictures just that im very lazy to post! ahahahahs. if you want just ask me, i'll dump it in your sharing folder : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for the sports fest pics : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185748363198743490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/R_d6qTsGQ8I/AAAAAAAAAEk/NnZWgr-pmBk/s320/DSC00254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;can you see the picture in christine's phone? ahahahs. its like a photo of taking a picture of a taking of a picture : ) ahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185748363198743506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/R_d6qTsGQ9I/AAAAAAAAAEs/sFh-inSjA0A/s320/Sports%2BFest%252708%2B(12).jpg" border="0" /&gt;poooooor iliana. sheesh im getting lazier by the minute to post. AIYAH christine i'll drop the srcs photos in your sharing folder lah, my internet is cranking up man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY so i had a super great week lah : )&lt;br /&gt;but its like there're so many results which are coming out next week and more projects to do and stuff. ahh alannaaaa we have to do koro someday together man! : )))&lt;br /&gt;ohhshit. and there's still the learning lab hmwk ):&lt;br /&gt;and diamond training now totally sucks lah ):&lt;br /&gt;i just can't stand it when ccube breaks and stuff. i don't even bother stretching luhhh.&lt;br /&gt;booohoooooo come'on juniors, improve faster so we get to do a real gameee : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;inoechristine'ssogonnakillmecauseistillhavenuploadthesrcphotoshere&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-5975730364439521362?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/5975730364439521362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=5975730364439521362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/5975730364439521362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/5975730364439521362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/04/yay-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_yr3kkdKreqg/R_dzgjsGQyI/AAAAAAAAADU/tO5uDcQgADA/s72-c/DSC01738.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-5964108918374949113</id><published>2008-03-30T15:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T15:36:40.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahaahhaha well finally brought myself to blog again.&lt;br /&gt;its like i have nothing else to blog except for like matches, training and softball, yes : D&lt;br /&gt;that goes to show how boring school is and how super cool ccube is man! : D&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahs. well I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;school officially starts for me now. im begining to feel, yes the same thing as last year again. all over again. man how am i gonna endure this for another two more years.its like everything just piles up in front of you again.sighhh.&lt;br /&gt;ccube is really what i go to school for lah: D like i go to school to look forward to after school. hah.&lt;br /&gt;and ansjail and friends and stuff. like without you guys, i'll literally die man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah, so we changed our seats. im like seating three rows from the front now.boohoo.okay fine there're only 4 rows. hahaahs. like middle okay.phew. i used to sit like right at the diagonal corner and had to like stretch and stretch to turn the projector thing. ahahha now iliana's suffering the same fate. well what are friends for right : / anyway, i love my coolios deskmates lah. like shuxian and grace they're dam smart wheeee : D but i'll still miss dharini. anywayy school is like a bore seriously. i dread it lah. sheessh i have to stop lamenting about school. i hate sundays man : / cause they'll make you freak out at the fact that there's a long week ahead of you again and so on. i wanna grow up faster : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgawsh and jocelyn just told me that tkgs won ahs in their zonals and i was like ahs has a softball team? ahahahha. tkgs cdiv this year was not very good lah, their seniors were great man. i mean they champed srcs lah. maybe the same thing happened to them like to us last year. well, anyway zonals' like two months away. ahhh i wish it would come faster man. at least i got something to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our rs project is super screwed lah : / boohooo and there's still lit stuff, physics and geog soooon.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh omgawsh stop complaining about schoolwork.argh. i don't know they just get stuck in my head. i shall like TRY not to worry cause this will pass like sooner or later but. gah shuddup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; yeah anyway podcast was super coolios lah : D don't worry liyong. we could always do it all over again.don't feel guilty alright : D&lt;br /&gt;yeah im like so sleeeeepy now. im always so sleepy, even when i sleep for like ten hours the previous day. gah im like gonna turn into a pig. anyway yesterday we had like sleepover at the cousins'. its dam funn man. we slept at 4am at the end. and i was reminded on how i used to sleepover at the cousin's so often when i was younger. when you don't have to worry about the next day and stuff. well, times changedD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh and i caught kungfu dunkk : D bwahahahahs, its like okay lah, but it was quite unrealistic though. but jay chou looks different. as in he's no longer that emo kid anymore lah. its quite coolios XD OHHHH and we're gonna like bake cakes and stuff on tuesday wheeees~&lt;br /&gt;i love cooking man. especially when you have liyong as your cooking mama : D ahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPPY BIRTHDAY YONG&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;you're the love of my life.&lt;br /&gt;you're the soul of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;you're the smile in my laughter.&lt;br /&gt;you're the tears in my cry.&lt;br /&gt;you're the rainbow after the rain.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha, and you're the BIGFATLOSER liyong that nico knows : D hahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;welll, you're dam fun to talk to alright. LOVEYDOVEY&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;have a pingpongwheeewhoooyaysmackblah birthday alright : D&lt;br /&gt;lotsoflove&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and emily get well soon. come back for training! :)&lt;br /&gt;omgawsh.no wonder they say friends are always what you go to school for.&lt;br /&gt;i don't really feel the thing about school now : /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh yeah and before that. yesterday i went for the acjc funfair./&lt;br /&gt;well it was okay lah. i mean they're ac funfair. what you expect. the barker one last year was more fun though. blah anyway i didn't know acjc was so small. i mean i always thought like it's a rich school and stuff and they have no color theme! hahahas. and the field and track was so big, they should just hold the funfair there too lah. and then amelia told me that they get detention if they stepped on the track. hahahas. funny eh. ohhhhh and we went to the haunted hotel man. it was totallyy wheeewhooo. i mean exhilarating.we were all screaming lah.ahahhas. like at anything. it was quite scary. they pull your legs and stuff. cause they hold it in a lecture room and they switch off ALL the lights, so its in total darkness except for some lightsticks on the ground. and when you're walking they suddenly switch on a light to your side. and of course you'll turn and guess what you see! ahhahas. and so on and so forth. and i was like the first one. ohh and the scary part is when this ghost picked up a driller on the floor and started walking towards you. it was uberrr scary man. sheesh. ahahahs.and by the time we walked out, we're like whew ,like "i've been to hell and back" kindof thing. amandaa lousyy lah! :) hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;okay lah, it was not bad. just that it started raining heavily in the afternoon and the canteen was super packedd. ohh and i saw ethel, genia, carrine, hao and co. there too man! : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-5964108918374949113?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/5964108918374949113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=5964108918374949113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/5964108918374949113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/5964108918374949113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/03/ahaahhaha-well-finally-brought-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-1054177565810349221</id><published>2008-03-23T11:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T12:09:35.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ILY CCUBE&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;seriously, from the pit bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;like what joce say about love man. it's been used so commonly&lt;br /&gt;that we sometimes don't even know if we mean it or not.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, finally I CAN PROUDLY SAY THAT CCUBE IS &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, yeah we've got &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;sliver&lt;/span&gt; : DD&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;silver's the new gold : D AHAHAH. and we're already champs in our heart man.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, who expected us to beat teams like tkgs, cgs and pcs ?&lt;br /&gt;but, we held them down, whack their balls, and kick a all the wayyy : D&lt;br /&gt;ahahhahas. coach is really dam nice seriously :D&lt;br /&gt;the best moment yesterday was like after the pei cai match when we gathered around in a circle with coach lah.&lt;br /&gt;ccube: *screaming**hugging**being wild*&lt;br /&gt;coach: where are we going to?&lt;br /&gt;ccube: *screams* FINALS!&lt;br /&gt;coach: WHAT FINALS!&lt;br /&gt;ccube: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;GRAND FINALS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ccube: *scream* *jump like crazy* * SCREAM* *SHOUT*&lt;br /&gt;omgawsh. this moment was really THE moment.  nothing else mattered - whether we get champs or lose. its the FACT that we've come this far together and know that coach was always there by our side. coach really's great. i can still feel that spirit man. ccube is love&lt;3 sheesh i don't know how many times must i say this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, now that srcs are over. im going to have boring weekends again. but like what amanda said, there'll be more &lt;s&gt;finals&lt;/s&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;GRAND&lt;/span&gt; finals to come if we train super hard and all that : D im sure we would own zonals and nationals alright! andd we have many more years to go, like we even have ORA. ahahahs. what al said really makes sense lah, winning isn't everything. From srcs, we not only gain experience and all, but it also allowed a deeper sense of batch identity. We got to know how we all have to work together and not just individual fielding or throwing. but working as a whole team to get runners out. And all the cheering and screaming and taunting and hugging and laughing, batch dinner, batch lunch, batch waiting at mrt, batch walking together, batch outing, batch bowling, batch arcade, batch training, batch camwhoring,batch billard-ing batch EVERYTHING MAN. ALL these made up the one and only CCUBE that no others can ever feel.&lt;br /&gt;And for that, we have to be proud of CCUBE and be contented that our batch has come this far already. and that there would be many more " far" to come : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what mr ben said is really true. " I already know which team RGS would lose to. RGS. and that is yourselves" you hear this so often, but it really strikes you when you're in that context you know. So, lets just overcome our nerves and all, because softball's a team game. And you're not alone playing the game. If you didn't field well, there would always be someone to cover you. If you didnt throw well, there'll always be someone to catch your lousy throws (ehh not mentioning any names:) ), if you didn't bat well, you can always count on the runners to make that run or your next-in-line batting team mate. And if you didn't pitch well, you can always count on the catcher to stop your balls, or your other fielders to get the batter out. SO, we're not alone in this game okay. its all about the spirit and playing &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;TOGETHER&lt;/span&gt;. " together we make a team" ahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aahhahahas. sheesh i seldom do like reflections. Like usually for school assignments or exams or whatsoever, you're made to do reflection and you do it like half-heartedly. but this's really different man.okay. i shall figure out now how to transfer my pictures into my laptop : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHHH and anyway yesterday night, cantata was great. it was the &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;BOMBB&lt;/span&gt;. ahahahs. it was dam funnaye and all that. they modified the songs and put in their own funnaye lyrics which was great and all that &lt;3 and elyssa acted so well man. it was great whees~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh now we can concentrate on a batch hoodie huhs XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;CCUBE FTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;#1 eunice : )&lt;br /&gt;#4 boon    : )&lt;br /&gt;#9 alanna  : )&lt;br /&gt;#16 jocelyn: )&lt;br /&gt;#17 natalie : )&lt;br /&gt;#19 samantha : )&lt;br /&gt;#20 emily: )&lt;br /&gt;#24 christine: )&lt;br /&gt;#25 nico: )&lt;br /&gt;#36 kelly: )&lt;br /&gt;to the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;POWER&lt;/span&gt; of TWO.&lt;br /&gt;we're both &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;POWER&lt;/span&gt;ful and CHEESY : D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-1054177565810349221?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/1054177565810349221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=1054177565810349221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/1054177565810349221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/1054177565810349221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/03/ily-ccube3-seriously-from-pit-bottom-of.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-7112280809753399722</id><published>2008-03-20T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T21:36:24.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHAHAHAHAH/&lt;br /&gt;well just came back from kukup yay : D&lt;br /&gt;ehh its actually quite fun okay!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahas. its so fun to pass the immigration counter man.&lt;br /&gt;AND i cant freaking use the thumbprint counter thing. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;yeah anyway the bus ride was like super awesome.&lt;br /&gt;ahahhaha seriously. we were like camwhoring. eating. sleeping. playing loser games.&lt;br /&gt;AHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;" black sheep baba white sheep ba"&lt;br /&gt;hahahahs. slept alot though. i just realised the more you sleep, the more tired you'll be.&lt;br /&gt;then the guide was talking and talking and talking. well most were not listening lah.i dozed off halfway. i mean you've got nice music, nice air condition, nice comfy chair and your coolios friend to lie on. how can you not sleep. ahahhashe's dam poor thing though D:&lt;br /&gt;then went to the fishing village in kukup whee.&lt;br /&gt;i think the people there are dam poor thing lah D:&lt;br /&gt;like there's this teenage boy who has to like work at such a young age already.&lt;br /&gt;yeah anyway we saw this PUFFERFISH. its super i cute i tell you. its exactly the one you see in Finding Nemo. ahaahs. i love pufferfish man : D&lt;br /&gt;then when to walk round their village. surprisingly, chinese consists of 75% of the kukup population while the malays only consists of 25%. ahahahs. and i thought malaysia was meant for malaysian only.&lt;br /&gt;walk round their village. its dam cool lah. they built their houses on stilts. i think people who live on water are coolios : D like venice man. whooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;then we had a dam good seafood lunch. seriously its dam good. there's like prawns, fish, chicken wings, hmmm ehh that fishball thing, veggie and something else lah : D&lt;br /&gt;but its good lah : D&lt;br /&gt;then we were allowed to shop around and stuff. so obviously we bought gums : D&lt;br /&gt;ahahahhs. and i bought like the ballooon bubble thing lah. the bubble thing that you blow into some bubble balloon thing. shit my vocab sucks. used to play that when i was much younger : D&lt;br /&gt;okay. then bus to jb and everything. i was wanting to sleep on the bus lah. like was dam tired. but then people started like talking, eating chips and blah. then i didnt sleep at all : D&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs. YAY that shows that actually, we're not that tired after all. its all in the mentality : D&lt;br /&gt;ilovethebusridethemostlah : D&lt;br /&gt;CAMWHORERS. hah. they love my phone man. its like 5mp and you get to do front camera shots : D&lt;br /&gt;HAH! what a perfect camwhore wants.&lt;br /&gt;blahblahblah. actualy i thought the trip was fun lorh : D i mean i duno. i have a thing about anywhere else except singapore : )&lt;br /&gt;its like so different there and stuff. hahh.&lt;br /&gt;kay i'll uploads the pictures some other time. there're loads man.&lt;br /&gt;uhhuh. then went back school and waited for batch lah.&lt;br /&gt;den we went to tennis court and throw around.&lt;br /&gt;please lorh we were playing tennis and like zero point.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahs. and i fell on my knees boohoo. it has like one bigg buiseee on it now D:&lt;br /&gt;ahahahah then me and eunice started playing vampire. ahahhs. den we invented the bimbo, baby, cool and emo ones. ahahhas. dam stupid lah./&lt;br /&gt;then we got tired and sat down and play games.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;we were playing the guess the number game lah. (in the strip way).&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs. i mean not those kindof strip but like have to remove something from your body lah/&lt;br /&gt;ahahahhas. and christine was dam good lah. she was wearing her blouse and shorts only : D&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHHA!&lt;br /&gt;yeah so everyone had their hairties, buttons off ( not all!) , specs, shoes, socks, folded jeans and everything. ahahhahahs.&lt;br /&gt;then we switched to like i had never. its dam funny lah. we were saboing each other like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;"never had a father who went to work in thailand and went to thailand to buy cheepo stuff and come back and brag about it" ahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;isn't it so obvious huh jocelyn!&lt;br /&gt;haahahhahas. yeah so everyone had like most of the stuff off them.! ahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;den reach until the point where we seriously can't strip anything off, we went to do forfeit : D&lt;br /&gt;ahahahhha!&lt;br /&gt;EUNICE WAS SUPER STUPID LAH.ahahahas. im still laughing my head off now man. she was suppose to like shake every part of her body and walk round the tennis court. ahahahs. and seriously she shake dam well man : D cheers : D&lt;br /&gt;we were all on the floor laughing hard lah.&lt;br /&gt;we get so carried away man that it was 7pm by the time we realise that its late.&lt;br /&gt;ahahhas. so we chiong off and stuff lah :  D&lt;br /&gt;WHEES. tomorrow's like CCUBE's qualifiers, semis and final : D&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHH like 3 matches man. ahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH GO CCUBE. i love yall to bits man, seriously : DD&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CCUBE FOR THE WIN! : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ps. ohhh and HAPPY BIRTHDAY JEANIEPOO : D&lt;br /&gt;you've been a great loser friend and sleeping beauty man.&lt;br /&gt;ahahhahas. TODAYS YOUR DAYYYY! : D&lt;br /&gt;"i love you more with every breath truly madly deeply do" : ))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-7112280809753399722?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/7112280809753399722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=7112280809753399722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/7112280809753399722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/7112280809753399722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/03/ahahahahah-well-just-came-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19051342.post-953859329039774911</id><published>2008-03-16T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:26:35.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YEAH FINALLY WE LOST OUR FIRST MATCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;well i mean, i don't know, but the scores were very close though.&lt;br /&gt;like 7-6 to nanhua.&lt;br /&gt;HEY CCUBERS don't worry okay, we put up a great fight and everything.&lt;br /&gt;but i wasn't up to performance today though D:&lt;br /&gt;i mean the match starts at 8, and i was up by 6 and everything.&lt;br /&gt;and i slept at 12 the night before. so obviously im already tiredd D:&lt;br /&gt;andd i didn't do a great job firstbasingg lahh./&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I didn't really felt the drive anymore. i dunno why. WHY.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh i want our first match back. i want our first match. i want to feel the same as our first match. that was that moment.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. this's getting nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't even tag up at third base when emily hit a flyball. and i was already at third base. i might score the run and make all the difference man. sheesh.OHHH and i finally like touched the ball today. ahahhahs.it felt so funny. well, i mean as usual, my balls went to the third base lah. it was just so close to being a foul man. AND i always don't cover jocelyn. coach was like stressing and everything but i just run back happily to first base everytime. ahhh i have to get this in my head man. no wonder training counts for like everything lah. i don't usually practise covering catcher when doing diamond drills, only the last inning i went to cover and it was alll tooo lateeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't even feel the need to taunt D:&lt;br /&gt;i dunno, we were just so quiet and demoralise and everything and blahshits lah.&lt;br /&gt;anyway nat, it was a nice homerun hit okay. they're just fast at stopping balls, im sure you'll hit more and more next time : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, anyway, though we lost to nanhua, we just have to win the fajar match to get into the semis. OHH and they freaking postponed the match to GOOD FRIDAY lah.&lt;br /&gt;we really have no fate with playing against fajar man.&lt;br /&gt;hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;like on friday it was postponed. then today, cause of the heavy rains and everything, it's postponed to friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. and now i have to chiong ALL my holiday homework. i hate it man.&lt;br /&gt;CCUBEFTW&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19051342-953859329039774911?l=hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/feeds/953859329039774911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19051342&amp;postID=953859329039774911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/953859329039774911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19051342/posts/default/953859329039774911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hearts-n-crosses.blogspot.com/2008/03/yeah-finally-we-lost-our-first-match.html' title=''/><author><name>fallen;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13295254052576233078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
