<?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-12279618</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:10:00.801+08:00</updated><category term='rants'/><category term='photologs'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='random'/><title type='text'>staged</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RELINK PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lovescharlotte.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://lovescharlotte.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RgqPRfq91lI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Z7e09gWQojU/s1600-h/1166158197_adjie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047003863144322642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RgqPRfq91lI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Z7e09gWQojU/s400/1166158197_adjie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RgqPRfq91lI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Z7e09gWQojU/s72-c/1166158197_adjie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279618.post-4757832776911152851</id><published>2007-03-21T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T18:42:29.105+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>you wanna playlet's play</title><content type='html'>DAMN YOU. seriously getting on my nerves, this one. i was so pissed. the reason why i had t look for YOUR ex-girlfriend, who happen t be MY friend is because YOU DID NOT RETURN MY OTHER FRIENDS THEIR MONEY YOU FRIGGIN THICKHEADED ASSHOLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wouldnt have said the above paragraph if you'd replied my sms asking about the refund NICELY. mind you, my tone was all good and friendly you arse. i dont give a damn if you know im talking about you anot. i dont give shit if youre gonna complain t your ex-girlfriend anot. all i know is that my friends transferred their cash over t YOUR account. and it's been MONTHS. they did not get their goods, it's YOUR responsibility t return it t them. imbecile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how dense can some actually get. i mean, you said you'd get the goods, &amp; then you didnt. okay. it's okay that you didnt get the goods. now you have t return the money. and YOURE NOT DOING SO. dont give yourself excuses. it isnt gonna work because the fact is that you have not given them a refund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont give shit if the money is with YOUR friend. how can it be HIS money when it's actually THEIRS? im not the one in trouble. you'll be if you dont return them soon. their parents want your name yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(char, so much angst.. chill)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im done here. gonna meet siew. OUT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-4757832776911152851?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/4757832776911152851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=4757832776911152851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/4757832776911152851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/4757832776911152851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2007/03/you-wanna-play-lets-play.html' title='you wanna play&lt;br&gt;let&apos;s play'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-3499218608745242726</id><published>2007-03-21T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T13:20:49.461+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>charlotte said</title><content type='html'>boo. my blog cant be seen =/ pffft. i think blogger is being all sucky again. shite. this is bad man... rarhhhs. anyways, i might be changing t livejournal or sth. ahwells. see how this goes luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is overnight gametrial tmr. im sleepy. bye bye all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="%3Ca"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-3499218608745242726?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/3499218608745242726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=3499218608745242726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/3499218608745242726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/3499218608745242726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2007/03/charlotte-said_1270.html' title='charlotte said'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-7937053124945772789</id><published>2007-03-21T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T10:59:06.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>charlotte said</title><content type='html'>im glad it kinda worked out fine (:&lt;br /&gt;thank you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-7937053124945772789?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/7937053124945772789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=7937053124945772789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/7937053124945772789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/7937053124945772789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2007/03/charlotte-said_21.html' title='charlotte said'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-5373784541227849512</id><published>2007-03-18T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T10:41:32.745+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>charlotte said</title><content type='html'>linus is such an idiot. he called me a bitch 11 times. wthell. im gonna either 1) slap him 11 times or 2) teh him 11 times. he's a dead boy man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/Rf1PPlx-n9I/AAAAAAAAAL4/bXqF_XPbGCo/s1600-h/ux343.tmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043274286983192530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/Rf1PPlx-n9I/AAAAAAAAAL4/bXqF_XPbGCo/s400/ux343.tmp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won huatjin! (: hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. i found some camp cheers/songs. ive printed them out! so maybe we can learn them after we;re done w i ask my love (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;linus is annoying luh. he called me and claimed that i was the one who made him call me? what nonsense. and now he says he wants t cut my hair. linus shaved his head botak alr. i think he will look like an egghead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister has a new crush. he is kinda goodlooking. and she has been spending dangerously long hours with him in the past week. so much so she totally forgot about me at home waitingf or my dinner! rarrrhhhhhs &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;justin made me blog this. i must get 3.2 and above the next sem (: yay! il rmb this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boyfriend claims that he is shy. cos he doesnt want a hat with a flower on top :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;itunes shuffle survey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How does the world see you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Build Me Up Buttercup - Grease ; so i'm part of the powerpuff girls? hee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will I have a happy life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Like You - Daddy Yankee ; like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do my friends really think of me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rape Me - Nirvana ; THANKS AH, you ppl better not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How can I make myself happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Bout It - Yung Joc ft 3LW ; ohhhhkayyy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will I ever have children?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Have A Dream - Westlife ; and this dream better come true (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is some good advice for me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sway - Michael Buble ; hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How will I be remembered?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over - Lindsay Lohan ; !!! i kinda actually wanna be the IN thing yknw... =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is My Current Theme Song?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's Fool - Avril Lavigne ; haha. nobody's fool it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What does everyone else think my current theme song is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;He Wasn't - Avril Lavigne ; same artist twice in a row!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What song will play at my funeral?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Hail the Heartbreaker - The Spill Canvas ; THANKS. all hail me!!! the great sunflower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What type of men do I like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say Anything - Good Charlotte ; hmmms. well... (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who do I love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This I Promise You - N'Sync ; kinda..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Am I going to get married?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Need You - LeAnne Rhimes ; errr. I WANT T GET MARRIED, otherwise i cant have kids ! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who loves me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TNT - ACDC ; HAHA. that person must have a pretty dynamic temper (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who will I marry?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There You'll Be - Faith Hill ; il have t marry SOMEONE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My summer love forecast:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incomplete - Backstreet Boys ; thanks for the forecast. itp itp itp itp itp -drones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What will tomorrow bring?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crash and Burn - Simple Plan ; HAHA. GOLLY PLEASE NO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-5373784541227849512?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/5373784541227849512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=5373784541227849512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/5373784541227849512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/5373784541227849512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2007/03/charlotte-said_18.html' title='charlotte said'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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://bp3.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/Rf1PPlx-n9I/AAAAAAAAAL4/bXqF_XPbGCo/s72-c/ux343.tmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279618.post-5693431959218277274</id><published>2007-03-17T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T22:07:40.289+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>kelly wanted me t tell you that...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SHE WON HUAT AND LINUS IN WWE (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah. you would never believe what a tiny girl can do with justa controller and a few buttons :D she broke their legs and heads! like GOSH. she's good (: im so proud of her! hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you think im talking about the real wwe, im not. she killed them while we were at edmund's place. COOL AINT IT (: on playstation i think. so cute lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since the title is about kelly. this post shall be dedicated t her. she better be glad her name is all over my entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;kkellyk kkellyk!&lt;br /&gt;kkellyk k kkellyk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-5693431959218277274?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/5693431959218277274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=5693431959218277274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/5693431959218277274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/5693431959218277274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2007/03/kelly-wanted-me-t-tell-you-that.html' title='kelly wanted me t tell you that...'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-7861964155062532715</id><published>2007-03-16T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T21:48:40.251+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>charlotte said</title><content type='html'>I've been living in my Little World of Ten for far too long. I feel lost without them at times. Hahaha. Love you guys alot alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boyfriend is sick. Fever? Cough.. Sore Throat.. Cold.. &amp; what not.. Ohwells. That boy better recover soon. I cant bear t slap someone who's ill! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Husband wishes t die early. He thinks that I'm smelly (when I actually smell like a sunflower). While I, on the other hand, believes that he's sweaty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone of you notice that I am trying t type with caps in all the right places? (: I am proud of myself! Anyways, our time table isn't out yet. Siew Siew told me that it'd be out on the 16th of March. which means today! Or maybe she meant 16th of April. Which will be pretty FAR AWAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmigosh. I suck at the I Ask My Love song. Shit. I'm currently on my way t really improve on my lousy memory. Honestly, I think I have the memory of a goldfish. God-Like I tell you. Fantastic. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy is so cute today. Kelly and I gave her cute names. Now she has a uber long name. I kinda forgot the whole thing.. But it goes kinda like this... Cindy is an anty aunty asshole ah soh who is sua gu + dumb, she doesnt even know Mark went t the toilet t pangsai and she likes t pee on whiteboard. Hehs but she's still my fearless (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want t put up the thingie that plays music. Yknw what I mean? I mean, everyone is having it on their blogs. I think that I should get one of those things too! That way, I would be part of the IN thing! Ain't that the coolest thing that can happen t me right now? I'll probably feel cooler once I'm in the IN crowd. Woo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-7861964155062532715?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/7861964155062532715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=7861964155062532715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/7861964155062532715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/7861964155062532715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2007/03/charlotte-said_16.html' title='charlotte said'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-498765565359814228</id><published>2007-03-10T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T21:56:12.026+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>charlotte said</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;complicating simplicity&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;simplifying matters sometimes means complicating them.&lt;br /&gt;but when you reach the most complicated,&lt;br /&gt;a mess of everything that simply make no sense at all,&lt;br /&gt;you start t get nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; thats when most ppl (impatient? lacking determination?)&lt;br /&gt;start t think about giving up.&lt;br /&gt;little do they know that&lt;br /&gt;the most complicated part is only&lt;br /&gt;a small, tiny, nano/pico step away&lt;br /&gt;from simplifying everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds very much like mathematics huh (: factorising. oh wells. it just popped into my mind in the evening. hahaha. trust my brains t come up with such a random thought as im walking home :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; MY GIRLFRIENDS. haha. i went out with mazhi, marian, esther and daphne today (: we didnt do much. just lunched and walked around. but yeah. it was more than enough. i love them alot. i missed them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazy t upload pictures. esther's having a touch rug match on wed at yck stadium. not sure if i can go. maybe il meet up w marian or sth! (: yay! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt; cld be my unintended choice&lt;br /&gt;t live my life extended&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt; cld be the one il always &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;(: i miss sec sch. but i dont regret being in poly. im happy with my life. im contented.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-498765565359814228?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/498765565359814228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=498765565359814228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/498765565359814228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/498765565359814228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2007/03/charlotte-said_1612.html' title='charlotte said'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-7361900827225282928</id><published>2007-03-10T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T21:57:14.542+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>charlotte said</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Walking your talk is a great way to motivate yourself.&lt;br /&gt;No one likes to live a lie. &lt;strong&gt;Be honest with yourself&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;and you will find the motivation to do what&lt;br /&gt;you advise others to do. -Vince Proscente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a good quote aint it (: so what really is honesty? i personally feel that honesty among each other really, begins with trust. in this world, it is kind of becoming like a transaction. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;let's start from the past. back in the past, one lived a simple life, you trust every one, your family friends and even strangers. however, as you go along in life, you are taught not t talk t strangers, since you may actually be kidnapped, robbed, assaulted, raped and what not. thisis what builds fear in you. this fear of strangers and the unfamiliar slowly (and surely) grows and grows.. due t the environmental and surrounding factors in which you grew up from.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;when you were in pri sch, all you needed was your best friend. you could have had ten best friends. and each time you fell out with one, you'd tell the other t not t be friends with that. for example.&lt;br /&gt;A: dont friend C okay...&lt;br /&gt;B: okay! i wont friend C..&lt;br /&gt;A: ya.. must bluff bluff friend okay..&lt;br /&gt;she never lend me her eraser today ):&lt;br /&gt;B: orh.. okok. i bluff bluff friend her.&lt;br /&gt;promise.&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;C: eh.. why A never talk t me...&lt;br /&gt;B: orh, cos A say you never lend eraser..&lt;br /&gt;now i have t bluff bluff friend you..&lt;br /&gt;C: !!! she tell you t bluff bluff friend me!! ):&lt;br /&gt;eh, you dont friend A okay.&lt;br /&gt;B: why!!&lt;br /&gt;C: cos i say dont friend!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perfect scenario for a pri sch. hurrhurr!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;once you reach secondary, there'd be all sorts of politics. from between girls, t girls and boys and then in between clubs. bitching and all sorts of other nonsense. there is little honesty within a political group. much less a bitching clique. unless youre fortunate, youre in a clique that really is there for you when you need them. sometimes, however, sec sch life is just like that. when your trust is held at risk, the only ones you turn t when your friends break your heart are your family members. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so it all boils down t trust. how can one ever be honest with each other when there is no trust? &lt;strong&gt;trust that everyone will be understanding, hear what is constructive, block out what would not be of help at all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-7361900827225282928?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/7361900827225282928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=7361900827225282928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/7361900827225282928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/7361900827225282928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2007/03/charlotte-said_10.html' title='charlotte said'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-8026653428895812613</id><published>2007-03-06T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T18:37:23.327+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>charlotte said</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;petals love the dirt and make it strong when flowers die&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello there. game trial was ytd. and it was fun (: i love my little world of ten!! haha. i must learn not t show anything when i get annoyed. darn. just keep smiling smiling smiling. haha. the next game trial would be on monday. the All-Stars one.. they said prepare t cry. sheeshkebabs. anyhows, some seniors came back ytd.. the biscuit monster. hahaha! and captains ball. gosh! that was uber high! hehs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;anyways. LCL is at work again. far away! so far away.. im going out w mazhi, est, mar and dap this sat! IM SO EXCITED. omg. havent seen them in ages. gotta meet shaun t pass him his present. and find a day so that estee, fen, khim and i are able t really sit down and talk about all sorts of nonsense we've been missing out in each others' lives. yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wild wild wet with the little world of ten on thurs! cant wait! but not before going for a run and others on wed (: ah... exercise.. at least some ppl would stop calling me a lazy couch potato who wouldnt even be bothered getting out of the couch. id stay in bed all day if i could! (: HEHS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;angela, meiyu, edmund, lawrence, huatjin, linus and i stayed behind t have the any-oh-how talk at the memorial ytd. it was good, fun and nonsense. huat has tonnes of stories t tell! from scary t nonsense t discovery channel. hah. so does lawrence.. he has really alot of army stuffs t share. i guess cos he has more experience in life, having gone through NS and As. its probably why he has much t talk about (: lawrence is a freaking camwhore can. whole day take pics! and videos. HAHAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;throughout the short span of an hour and a half or so, we just sat there and listened as each of them shared stuffs about themselves (: it was nice.esp on the cold marble flooring in the night.. the breeze and all. wow. loved it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alrights. i wanna go sleep alr. im sleepy again! darn :/ AND ITS GONNA RAIN. pfft. it was sunny just a few min ago lah! bleahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gglPkJaLfhk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gglPkJaLfhk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;here you go. enjoy (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-8026653428895812613?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/8026653428895812613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=8026653428895812613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/8026653428895812613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/8026653428895812613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2007/03/charlotte-said_06.html' title='charlotte said'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-4575197206566897941</id><published>2007-03-03T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T00:06:14.170+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>charlotte said</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;happy birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;I AM EIGHTEEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LCL LCL LCL&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;patient, annoying, sickening, fun, nonsense, fierce, loving, scary, silly, foolish, money-minded, lazy, happy, sad, angry, funny, caring and many many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went t linus house t celebrate my bday the day before, then they came over t my place on my bday t stayover. played mahjong, ate alot, talked alot, played alot. had tonnes of fun! haha. and linus came back t my place freaking drunk luh! HE PUKED IN MY TOILET. asdfghjkl;' lawrence bathed linus! hahaha! hahahaha! so funny luh. even meiyu couldnt stand it. and got LONGKANGS while playing truth! how deep is your longkang? hehehe. &lt;strong&gt;LINUS LIKES DIRTY THINGS.&lt;/strong&gt; DIRTY THINGS MAKE HIM HIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had diarrhoea today. i almost died. i was so weak the entire day luh. i guess its cos i didnt get enough sleep throughout the week, esp since its been raining non stop for the past few days. the GLs are passing the diarrhoea bug around too. this makes it doubly contagious i guess. HAHA. i was feeling hot all over in the early morning. then after several phonecalls, i managed t get out of bed, half dead from headache, with everything in slow-mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a cab t sch, reached at 11 plus. we finished the dance today (: &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;我爸爸(alex)没有没有 你爸爸有!&lt;/span&gt; hehe im happy. &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;GLs rock&lt;/span&gt;, yeah yeah yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choon long came over t my place tdy. cos i was tired. IM SORRY I FORGOT T CALL AFTER SHITTING. and i was abit tired. anyway, luckily never go t town.. it was raining and i was sleepy. TEEHEE. i watched norbit. it was funny. there was a &lt;strong&gt;flying cockroach&lt;/strong&gt; at home. it ran damn fast!!!! so scary. my sister and i screamed. &lt;strong&gt;my sister went t take a picture of it&lt;/strong&gt; :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH! and&lt;strong&gt; i dreamt that i was playing mahjong last night&lt;/strong&gt; -.- dreamt that i played halfway then i "eat". but after that i didnt know what i wanted t throw. i rmbed i was trying t play by "millions" (wan zi) then i got stuck for the entire day. for my entire dream i was stuck there. i kept thinking what i should have done. it felt horrible. can you imagine thinking about what t throw for like 6 hours? OMG. :/ horrendous. and the funny thing is choon long called and i said "chi" t him. wthell. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SLEEPY. IM GOING T SLEEP ALR. NIGHT T ALL YOU NIGHT OWLS. bye. and take care GLs. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;HEALTH IS IMPORTANT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-4575197206566897941?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/4575197206566897941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=4575197206566897941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/4575197206566897941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/4575197206566897941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2007/03/charlotte-said.html' title='charlotte said'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-4728318563681433194</id><published>2007-02-28T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T01:32:10.002+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>charlotte said</title><content type='html'>and today, i will blog. ahxiao keeps reminding me t blog. its not that i dont want t. its just that... im lazy. HELL YEAH, i am lazy. i touch the comp, i forget what i wanna blog about. sometimes, i just leave it t another day. just like my own personal diary. i usually write only about the stuffs that either made me uber upset, uber happy, uber proud or impactful stuffs. thoughts and events that happened. usually written on that day or the next day. not like several days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont you think that when you start procrastinating something that was seemingly funny and funkelicious t a week later, that thing just isnt as funny or funkelicious anymore? you dont get the point it blogging about it. and yeah. thats what i feel now. whatever happened several days or weeks ago, when i wanna blog about now, it doesnt seem quite right. it feels quite so surreal, it feels like it is just a figment of my imagination. HAHA. and so carrying on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we finished our GL songs/cheer. it was fun (: we really cracked our brains over the song. and cheer, they had tonnes of fun doing it (: im sure. cos with huatjin around, they are crazy all over. hahaha (: i love the GLs. we are funny! hehehe. we're gonna buy sandals tmr! i cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry. i cant really think of anything right now. my brain is tired. and whatever im typing now is rather incoherent. therefore, i shall leave it for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms, what should i say. i miss leechoonlong cos he is faraway. hrumph. i wanna go out with pighead clumsy and fattaye, but fattaye's only free at night and im not sure about sat, if i can make it.. BOO. i miss siewling! and i cant wait t go out with mazhi, est, mar and daphne. yay! im gonna miss the cheerleading auditions for yellow house this fri cos of GLtraining. but its okay. i get t pop by once in a while i guess (: i miss my dancers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE'S PECKS, SHUN, XIU, WIFEY AND EVERYONE ELSE. i wanna go out w yall. but i dont have the time. probably late at night or durng the weekends. ahwells. im tired. SAY MISS ME QUICK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;skinemerring keding keding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;skinemerring kedo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;I LOVE YOU (thank you!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-4728318563681433194?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/4728318563681433194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=4728318563681433194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/4728318563681433194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/4728318563681433194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2007/02/charlotte-said.html' title='charlotte said'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-2936336022396148741</id><published>2007-02-22T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T01:12:54.660+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>for you, my love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;im starin out at the sky&lt;br /&gt;(i see you baby)&lt;br /&gt;praying that he will walk in my life&lt;br /&gt;where is the man of my dreams?&lt;br /&gt;(im right here) yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;il wait forever, how silly it seems&lt;br /&gt;how does he laugh, how does he cry?&lt;br /&gt;what's the color of his eyes?&lt;br /&gt;does he even realize m here?&lt;br /&gt;where is he, where is he, where is he?&lt;br /&gt;where is this beautiful guy?&lt;br /&gt;who is he, who is he?&lt;br /&gt;whos gonna take me so high?&lt;br /&gt;where is he, where is he?&lt;br /&gt;where is this beautiful guy?&lt;br /&gt;who is he, who is he?&lt;br /&gt;whos gonna take me so high?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. many many happening stuffs in the past few days. shant go into details. lemme touch on them briefly. COS mr yuanxiao has been calling me a lazy bum. yes yes. in almost every aspect of my life, i am one. i shall not be one while im blogging (: so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went t pai nian. this year aint really productive but who cares. i had fun. all of us young ones are supposed t put up a performance for my grandma. her bday is coming. im gonna die. i havent thought of a dance yet. but wtheck. a simple one will do, BUT chinese dance? sheesh. im gonna have t try and rmb the yan shen one. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boyfriend and ahxiao8 came over t my place on their bikes ytd! all the way from bukit panjang! (: SO FUN RIGHT. i want a bike too. BUT my mom says NO. hahaha. then shaun and his friend came over too. yes. everyone loves cycling. they all get t cycle but ME. i feel so.... unloved ): -sits in the corner and cries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like t play mahjong. it is fun. what supports my new love is the study which shows that playing mahjong prevents you from getting senile (: YES i win. but too much isnt good. lets see, played at my grandma's place, cousin's place, the boyfriend's friend and edmund's place. the element of fun. today was at edmund's. huat jin, edmund and i taught cindy how t play mahjong! yes (: can you feel the love as we teach. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out for dinner w the boyfriend. and then went t town t find my jacket. AND nope, couldnt find it (: hahah. its okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is GL training tmr. cant wait t see my baby and the rest of our little world of ten. he's been watching x-files! what a naughty boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were having a conversation... some of the gls. then linus got disconnected. so they started saying that linus doesnt love me no more! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;me: THEY SAY YOU DONT LOVE ME ANYMORE ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;baby: awww&lt;br /&gt;baby: sorry babe&lt;br /&gt;baby: i still love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! (: beat that. and huat jin was damn funny. i thought huatjin was scary. but nah... he is reallllllly a funny person. he makes everyone laugh! cindy made sushi for us today! haha! so sweet righttttttt. hehs, then huatjin keep making fun of her (((: hahaha. OKAY I BETTER GET T BED SOON.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-2936336022396148741?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/2936336022396148741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=2936336022396148741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/2936336022396148741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/2936336022396148741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2007/02/for-you-my-love.html' title='for you, my love.'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-7449192376421097984</id><published>2007-02-17T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T17:58:10.007+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>carrots, eggs and coffee beans.</title><content type='html'>A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. In the first she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil, without saying a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her daughter, she asked, "Tell me what you see."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Carrots, eggs, and coffee," she replied.Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the daughter to take the egg and break it. After peeling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg. Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the coffee. The&lt;br /&gt;daughter smiled as she tasted its richness and savored its aroma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The daughter then asked, "What does it mean, mother? "Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity - boiling water. Each reacted differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the&lt;br /&gt;boiling water, they had changed the water. "Which are you?" she asked&lt;br /&gt;her daughter. "When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are&lt;br /&gt;you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Think of this: Which am I? Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with&lt;br /&gt;pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and hardened heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get even better and change the situation around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the hour is the darkest&lt;br /&gt;and trials are their greatest,&lt;br /&gt;do you elevate yourself to another level?&lt;br /&gt;How do you handle adversity?&lt;br /&gt;Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you have enough happiness to make you sweet,&lt;br /&gt;enough trials to make you strong,&lt;br /&gt;enough sorrow to keep you human&lt;br /&gt;and enough hope to make you happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happiest of people don't&lt;br /&gt;necessarily have the best of everything;&lt;br /&gt;they just make the most of everything&lt;br /&gt;that comes along their way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brightest future will always be&lt;br /&gt;based on a forgotten past; you can't go&lt;br /&gt;forward in life until you let go of&lt;br /&gt;your past failures and heartaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were born, you were crying&lt;br /&gt;and everyone around you was smiling.&lt;br /&gt;Live your life so at the end, you're&lt;br /&gt;the one who is smiling along with everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;point taken, we are going t work hard tgt t achieve the best results possible. yes we will.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RdbQ_zDBJ9I/AAAAAAAAAKA/m25cDvZdmUE/s1600-h/friends6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032439428086310866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RdbQ_zDBJ9I/AAAAAAAAAKA/m25cDvZdmUE/s400/friends6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&amp;amp; i wouldnt give shit abt it cos&lt;br /&gt;youre still gonna love me (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-7449192376421097984?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/7449192376421097984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=7449192376421097984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/7449192376421097984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/7449192376421097984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2007/02/carrots-eggs-and-coffee-beans.html' title='carrots, eggs and coffee beans.'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RdbQ_zDBJ9I/AAAAAAAAAKA/m25cDvZdmUE/s72-c/friends6.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279618.post-4808522243257585734</id><published>2007-02-12T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T21:39:14.258+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photologs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>did i mention...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RdBxMjDBJ8I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Rhhw3Qe05yU/s1600-h/adidas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030645244153112514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RdBxMjDBJ8I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Rhhw3Qe05yU/s320/adidas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT (: PLUS A BIKE IF YOU DONT MIND.&lt;br /&gt;yes linus, yes. the bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RdBlezDBJpI/AAAAAAAAAGU/0trRzFRyhPU/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030632363546191506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RdBlezDBJpI/AAAAAAAAAGU/0trRzFRyhPU/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuanxiao cam-whoring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RdBlfDDBJqI/AAAAAAAAAGc/TJ1Djl3EZ38/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030632367841158818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RdBlfDDBJqI/AAAAAAAAAGc/TJ1Djl3EZ38/s320/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back in SN (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RdBqPDDBJ0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/m0EPAbvwe_8/s1600-h/P1020008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030637590521390914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RdBqPDDBJ0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/m0EPAbvwe_8/s200/P1020008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DID YOU KNOW... that the line is actually made up of puny words? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah and the quote from the prev post is from mervyn. i found it really thought provoking. ANYHOWS. IM GOING T THE ZOO TMR! yes yes yes! imma happy kid. like buy me an ice cream t go along. i'd smile for you throughout the day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes yes. gimme gimme gimme!&lt;br /&gt;hehehe. but too bad linus isnt going.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna miss him.&lt;br /&gt;he promised t miss everyone else too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH YEAH, i sounded like a loser in the prev post. go away!!!!!!!!! i am insecure, i am shy, i am anti-social and i hate people rmb! i like t sit in the corner and draw circles. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired. ive packed my room today! mind you. this is the first time since a very long time ive packed stuffs ALL BY MYSELF. i feel mistreated. :/ but then again. ITS MY ROOM ): ah wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im lazy. visuals are up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RdBqOzDBJzI/AAAAAAAAAHk/r63nd6rHa9A/s1600-h/P1020006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030637586226423602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RdBqOzDBJzI/AAAAAAAAAHk/r63nd6rHa9A/s200/P1020006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RdBqPTDBJ1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/sSbhVdSaOCw/s1600-h/P1020036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030637594816358226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RdBqPTDBJ1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/sSbhVdSaOCw/s200/P1020036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RdBnZDDBJuI/AAAAAAAAAG8/LaVrNZJc1Ls/s1600-h/P1020039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030634463785199330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" 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src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RdBnZjDBJxI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Bp6Oih3c5VM/s200/P1020054.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/12279618-4808522243257585734?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/4808522243257585734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=4808522243257585734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/4808522243257585734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/4808522243257585734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2007/02/did-i-mention.html' title='did i mention...'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RdBxMjDBJ8I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Rhhw3Qe05yU/s72-c/adidas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279618.post-6701759356076031243</id><published>2007-02-12T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T01:55:45.868+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>should never have said that</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPPY BDAY SIEWLING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;went tanning w stee tdy. i was happy (:&lt;br /&gt;i am now red like lobster, itchy like mickey.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, fen has left sg.&lt;br /&gt;she wouldnt be back til 10 days later.&lt;br /&gt;starting monday, stee would be on attachment,&lt;br /&gt;khim would be in NS.&lt;br /&gt;me, finding everything else t keep myself occupied.&lt;br /&gt;i was hoping against hope t spend much time&lt;br /&gt;w the boyfriend before attachment.&lt;br /&gt;i guess im not doing well.. (:&lt;br /&gt;so.. maybe i should have said 3pm instead.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps everything would have gone more smoothly. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I don't think we should be allowed to say "I love you"&lt;br /&gt;if we don't mean it. And if we mean it, we should show it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but then again, sometimes words are all we have.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if only... perhaps... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats one of the many things that i ask myself throughout the course of poly. i guess i subconsciously think about it along the way. about the many many decisions id made and the choices that were available t me. thinking that doing so would actually help keep me in check, keeping me steady on the path ive taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, all these eventually lead me t regretting the past or doubting the future. i guess thats the reason why i usually forget about the present. even so, i couldnt help myself from worrying about everything else but focussing on the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;care... concern...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when they start showing TLC, i kinda feel afraid, cos i dont know if it truely is sincerity or simply out of pure "kindness" or sympathy. i had always been the patient one, the tolerant one. i feel that after my sec sch phase, ive changed in certain aspects of my life. good and bad, for better or worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;insecure... vulnerable...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps several other reasons included. i try not t allow others t know what im upset about, however, somehow i manage t show everyone else im upset. i feel that i can be so lousy at hiding things that i shouldnt even try. itd only make things worse for everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;losses... gains...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe due t losing what was most important t an adolescent at the age of 16, hence causing a trigger of chain reactions.. losing the entire circle of friends, being left with just the few who stood by with me and a messy relationship with my parents. i had withdrawn from my old self since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was once when you could ask me anything about myself, i could answer you in full confidence about how i am like, who i am, what will i be. but now... (: yet whatever had happened definitely made me wiser about certain aspects in life. some times, i am still confused by myself. in fact, i am trying t learn about myself all over again. perhaps it is time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dont mind me, just being random. these thoughts just popped into my brains.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-6701759356076031243?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/6701759356076031243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=6701759356076031243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/6701759356076031243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/6701759356076031243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2007/02/should-never-have-said-that.html' title='should never have said that'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-7073585224544241051</id><published>2007-02-07T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T02:29:28.107+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photologs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>sacCHARomyces</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RcjHEeVXC8I/AAAAAAAAAF8/C3e2_drU7Ws/s1600-h/P1010307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028487863635217346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RcjHEeVXC8I/AAAAAAAAAF8/C3e2_drU7Ws/s320/P1010307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i wasnt going t blog. really. i didnt intend t anyways (: but but but i was bored. i did 1 chapt of cppb. -.- boy was it tough. gas law/ soluntion law. I TOTALLY FORGOT HOW T DO IT LUH. wthell. i spent the entire time at the desk thinking of how did i derive at the working and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was out w the boy after the exams. IT WAS FUN. I FELT AS THOUGH I WAS FREE AGAIN! YES! even though i have a foreboding sense that imma not gonna be able t do well for microbio anymore. but wtheck. what's done cannot be undone huh. imma gonna look forward t cppb. I AM OPTIMISTIC. I THINK THAT THE CUP IS HALF FULL &amp; THE OTHER HALF IS SPILT BY SOMEONE ELSE. (: aiiiiight. cut the crap. going out is fun. (: it made me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah. watched the channel 8 show tdy. kinda silly. its like the turnleft turn right kinda show. where the two lovers NEVER met each other. BUT as i predicted, they'd see each otehr in the next episode. quick, somebody, say im smart -grins. the storyline seem quite nonsense though. the arena beats it handsdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt that UWC won because they had a better stand and their language and posture yada yada were better than NY. hmms. the last speakers were good. i guess there is alot more room for improvement anyhows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. MY BRAIN ISNT WORKING. IMMA GONNA GO SKIP T GIVING YOU VISUAL TREATS (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RcjHEOVXC5I/AAAAAAAAAFk/g7qNtHQtueo/s1600-h/P1010300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028487859340250002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RcjHEOVXC5I/AAAAAAAAAFk/g7qNtHQtueo/s320/P1010300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RcjHEOVXC6I/AAAAAAAAAFs/wqMeNKz0gQ4/s1600-h/P1010303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028487859340250018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RcjHEOVXC6I/AAAAAAAAAFs/wqMeNKz0gQ4/s320/P1010303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sister and i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RcjHEeVXC7I/AAAAAAAAAF0/3RNG1CEl8tc/s1600-h/P1010304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028487863635217330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RcjHEeVXC7I/AAAAAAAAAF0/3RNG1CEl8tc/s320/P1010304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, as mervyn said, i pseudo study. oh boy, I TAKE PRIDE IN DOING SO (: teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY THE WAY, i have an ulcer. under my tongue. im sad. im growing pimples because of my period. im sad. but im happy now. teehee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive got many wants.. many many. I WANNA GET THAT DARNED JACKET AND THE WHITE TOP THAT I MISSED ): hrumphs. im sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going back t SN tmr w wini and ammanda. im excited. okays, gtg sleep now. BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-7073585224544241051?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/7073585224544241051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=7073585224544241051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/7073585224544241051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/7073585224544241051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2007/02/saccharomyces.html' title='sacCHARomyces'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RcjHEeVXC8I/AAAAAAAAAF8/C3e2_drU7Ws/s72-c/P1010307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279618.post-2331266163533733673</id><published>2007-02-05T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T23:36:08.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photologs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>HELLO YOU !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/Rcc46eVXC0I/AAAAAAAAAEc/YeT90lkag2s/s1600-h/P1010268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028050086208670530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/Rcc46eVXC0I/AAAAAAAAAEc/YeT90lkag2s/s320/P1010268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BREAK TIME :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;why does tonight, hve t end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why dnt we hit restart,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; pause it at our favourite parts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll skip d gdbyes.&lt;br /&gt;if i had it my way,&lt;br /&gt;id turn d car ard &amp; runaway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just you &amp;amp; i.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was on my way out t the boyfriend's place when i saw a dead bird on the roadside. and so it kinda got me thinking.. yes, in midst of all the exam nonsense, i still very much have got my brains intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so lemme try and be graphic for you (:&lt;br /&gt;teehee. the bird was squashed.&lt;br /&gt;kinda like rolled over.&lt;br /&gt;ughh. i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i rmbed that when i was younger, i used t wish that i could be a bird. no butterflies for me, cos butterflies are smaller, and they die easy. so bird would be the best. the ones that can fly of course (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt most of us wished that we were able t grow wings and fly? just t be able t see the big world out there when we were little midgets.. we never thought that we could suddenly be squashed flat one that like that bird on the road. t think leading a high-flying life would lead t such horrid ends. well, isnt it the same as life? some times life brings you up so high and then drops you from there. we all hate that feeling. but it happens most of the time. just when you think that everythings going well.. life drops the bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELLS. lets just say im glad im human :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays, i touched the books today. they were happy i gave them some love :D ive had enough of them for now. going back t love them laters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are photos! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/Rcc2s-VXCzI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Fe1_eZK4mCA/s1600-h/Image1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028047655257180978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/Rcc2s-VXCzI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Fe1_eZK4mCA/s320/Image1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did i mention that... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? haha no no. not just that. what i wanted t say was ive never met a person as patient as you (: thanks for everything (and putting up with my nonsense. im really trying). LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RccrtuVXCxI/AAAAAAAAAEE/1cuUM2Fk_Jk/s1600-h/P1010157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028035573514177298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RccrtuVXCxI/AAAAAAAAAEE/1cuUM2Fk_Jk/s320/P1010157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;says it all (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/Rcc46uVXC1I/AAAAAAAAAEk/Z2Zsl34ki5U/s1600-h/P1010137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028050090503637842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/Rcc46uVXC1I/AAAAAAAAAEk/Z2Zsl34ki5U/s320/P1010137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maternal side (some relatives missing) BIG RIGHT (: and my ah ma's damn cute. the oldest and the one in the middle :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/Rcc46uVXC2I/AAAAAAAAAEs/WlHacL60_Bw/s1600-h/P1000172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028050090503637858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/Rcc46uVXC2I/AAAAAAAAAEs/WlHacL60_Bw/s320/P1000172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SWEET. my cousin and her daughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/Rcc46-VXC3I/AAAAAAAAAE0/OM4ugo6VuN4/s1600-h/P1000177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028050094798605170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/Rcc46-VXC3I/AAAAAAAAAE0/OM4ugo6VuN4/s320/P1000177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/Rcc47uVXC4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/R2NdxvMD8i8/s1600-h/P1000179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028050107683507074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/Rcc47uVXC4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/R2NdxvMD8i8/s320/P1000179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cuteness at its bestest (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/Rccrt-VXCyI/AAAAAAAAAEM/7n5Y7DMstFw/s1600-h/haha.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028035577809144610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/Rccrt-VXCyI/AAAAAAAAAEM/7n5Y7DMstFw/s320/haha.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND LOOK!!! i found this! hahahahahhaa! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i took time t edit it aiight. FINE cos i just d/l-ed this corel thing. its fun. and now im back t the books. BYE ALL YOU PEOPLE WITHOUT EXAMS. BOO TO YOU ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-2331266163533733673?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/2331266163533733673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=2331266163533733673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/2331266163533733673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/2331266163533733673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2007/02/hello-you.html' title='HELLO YOU !'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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/_hvhuwvGNEFA/Rcc46eVXC0I/AAAAAAAAAEc/YeT90lkag2s/s72-c/P1010268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279618.post-5761241953185273922</id><published>2007-02-04T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T22:11:19.353+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>faireyzz and me</title><content type='html'>there was a once upon a time, not too long ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;charlotte says:&lt;/span&gt; i dont like t study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;faireyzz; says:&lt;/span&gt; if im a guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;faireyzz; says:&lt;/span&gt; i wil chase u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;faireyzz; says:&lt;/span&gt; haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;faireyzz; says:&lt;/span&gt; den we can be in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;faireyzz; says:&lt;/span&gt; i can staudy w u evryday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;faireyzz; says:&lt;/span&gt; monitor u, &amp; make u study. starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;faireyzz; says:&lt;/span&gt; den aft tt we can go for a movie as a perk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;faireyzz; says:&lt;/span&gt; sounds goody gooood charrr?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;charlotte says:&lt;/span&gt; HELL YEAHH (: and i'll love you to bits (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;charlotte says:&lt;/span&gt; but i really dont like the module..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;faireyzz; says:&lt;/span&gt; u dont have a choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;faireyzz; says:&lt;/span&gt; i tell u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;faireyzz; says:&lt;/span&gt; the more u do. the more u'll love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;faireyzz; says: &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;one day u'll love studyin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faireyzz; says:&lt;/span&gt; i really did reach such an extent b4 lei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;faireyzz; says:&lt;/span&gt; i can open up my book evrynight &amp; jus study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;faireyzz; says:&lt;/span&gt; amaizng uh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;faireyzz; says:&lt;/span&gt; but nt nw . ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;faireyzz; says:&lt;/span&gt; but can one, jsu keep doin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just found it in the history (: now i feel loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;i can honestly say&lt;br /&gt;tht i nvr, evr, evr felt this way&lt;br /&gt;your lips,your eyelashes, your skin&lt;br /&gt;these are d parts of your body&lt;br /&gt;tht cause my comatose t begin &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-5761241953185273922?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/5761241953185273922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=5761241953185273922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/5761241953185273922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/5761241953185273922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2007/02/there-was-once-upon-time-not-too-long.html' title='faireyzz and me'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-81409016210975689</id><published>2007-02-02T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T14:33:22.058+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>fireworks and more</title><content type='html'>EXAMS ARE KILLING ME.&lt;br /&gt;i dont like it. im not happy right now.&lt;br /&gt;its not like its the best time of my life either.&lt;br /&gt;i hate this feeling. there's just too much free time.&lt;br /&gt;yeah i know, i shld really get back t itm.&lt;br /&gt;the damned microbiology.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how do the biotech and biomed people get a hang of it.&lt;br /&gt;its crazy. all the memorising work.&lt;br /&gt;its just a test of how much your brain can cram in all those facts man.&lt;br /&gt;i tell you, im dying here.&lt;br /&gt;i doubt you care.&lt;br /&gt;youre not the one taking the exam anyways..&lt;br /&gt;BOO ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw this uber cute dog when i was out w shaun ytd.&lt;br /&gt;YEAH he psycho-ed me out. -.-&lt;br /&gt;but then again, he was upset over smth.&lt;br /&gt;he doesnt wanna tell me.&lt;br /&gt;but wtheck. hope he's better now.&lt;br /&gt;and YEAH. back t the dog. DAMN CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;it is like some yorkshire terrier, maybe its a baby.&lt;br /&gt;and he/she's like uber small,&lt;br /&gt;slightly smaller than that of an ice mountain bottle!&lt;br /&gt;the kinda like 500 ml or sth kind.&lt;br /&gt;so small right! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mervyn's alr ended his exams. me? HAH far from it ):&lt;br /&gt;ive got two more papers. and they are too evenly spread out.&lt;br /&gt;im dying from the lack of fun ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changermei is having his paper now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well. i cant wait t go for movies, outings and all that fun..&lt;br /&gt;chalets, food, swim, yadayada.&lt;br /&gt;asdfghjkl;'&lt;br /&gt;im damn bored luh.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go out sooooon. maybe after itm, it'd be more relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;but thats like 4 more days!!&lt;br /&gt;which is like 96hrs,&lt;br /&gt;thats 5760 min&lt;br /&gt;and 345600sec!&lt;br /&gt;): farrrrrrrrrr away ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's still new year shopping t be done :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;backkkk t the books!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-81409016210975689?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/81409016210975689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=81409016210975689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/81409016210975689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/81409016210975689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2007/02/fireworks-and-more.html' title='fireworks and more'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-3274000056127097991</id><published>2007-01-29T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T21:11:58.404+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photologs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>my beautiful mistake</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;weh weh weh. i really didnt scold you (: really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. i did the practice papers for ioc. they were horrible. im not so excited abt the exam anymore. oh wells. how sad huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been raining/drizzling for the past few days. i like the cold, yet i dont. i dont really know why. its just that the cold air makes the weather oh so nice. yet i miss the warmth of the sunshine. i like today though. the sun was out, yet it was windy at the same time. i could feel my toes thawing. well, kinda :D its nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i kinda wish that the exams are over right now. but we know and we know and we know that the exams cant possible POOF and diss-appear just like that. i just finished reading the two books ive borrowed from the library. and yes, once again, theyre chick-flicks, satisfying the gUrLi3 side of me. no luh. i like romance/chickflick books. i think they are nice. but wthell. ITS THE EXAM PERIOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the exams are so near. and the wind is blowing into my hair right now. the fans are off. and in my house that rarely happens. okay, and i shall stop digressing. im the one who's supposed t be having the exam fever, and no.... im not having the fever, my sister is. poor girl. she's been giving me all sorts of nonsense attitude. trust me. if it isnt due t her fever, she'd have gotten a trashing from me a long time ago. clapped banged and sealed with a kiss. but i think i kinda got some virus from her, i woke up tdy with a horrible sore throat. please. i wont see the doc. i can live with strepsils. theyre good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im considering taking up either jazz, wushu or just ballet all over again. i think ballet would probably be the best option since i kinda miss it.. im not sure. and CAROLINE, MY DEAREST WIFE WHO GOT KIDNAPPED T QATAR AND MANAGED T COME BACK AGAIN. i havent really made up my mind leh. hahah (: and i lost your blog address. nvm. gonna check if youre online soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;F _ _ _ (fill in the blanks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thats whats been on my nick for some time now. and many people have tried t guess it. i guess eng kiat has gotten t THE WORD the fastest. but NAH. i very much prefer another word. IM NOT AS CRUDE AS YOU THINK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i realised that the universal word which consists of only four letters of the alphabetical system is usually found spewing out of the mouths of most the sophisticated english speaking singaporeans. that particularly of the male of our species. however, if you include the fact that some girls tend t fill their mouths with that too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i believe that we have actually grown accustomed t the fact that finding the perfect word t describe a person, situation or feeling is the EFF word, or rather, the all too famous 4-letter word. as a young child in primary school, we have tried many times t make this word sound much better. in fact, we've tried t do so by calling describing our not so nice friends as "Friendly Understanding Caring and Kind" in hope that the mean friend would change for the better. however, it usually doesnt work out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well, so no one bothers t search within the limitations of their vocabulary for words like "oh that imbecile!" or "impale him!" or "you incorrigible beast" or whatsoever. instead, they reach for the nearest and most convenient word which, as ive mentioned, is rather universally known for the impact and power that it brings out when used alone or in a statement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;that is for most the sophisticated english speaking. while the chinese or dialect speaking has their own set of colourful words and description to paint the picture. but thats besides the point. a friend of mine had explained t me that the EFF word, the four-letter word which starts with F, the word FUCK, isnt actually a bad word. in fact it is an an abbreviation for something that seems rather formal. im not too sure about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so here's the story, the way she tells it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a really long time ago, when prince and princesses wanted t consummate their marriage, they had t actually seek the king's permission t do so. in the process, while they were in the room making out, and doing it, a sign would be hung outside saying "FUCK". and that means Fornication Under the Consent of the King.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;engkiat says that its crap. but wtheck. im going along with that story. besides why else would fuck actually mean having sex under certain context? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;F_ _ _ FOR THOUGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(food)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I LOVE MY BOYFRIEND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/Rb3ua47SHpI/AAAAAAAAADo/SwMuMnb1S_k/s1600-h/mr_happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025434904940387986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/Rb3ua47SHpI/AAAAAAAAADo/SwMuMnb1S_k/s320/mr_happy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;cos youre my mr happy &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-3274000056127097991?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/3274000056127097991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=3274000056127097991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/3274000056127097991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/3274000056127097991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-beautiful-mistake-beautiful-disaster.html' title='my beautiful mistake'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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/_hvhuwvGNEFA/Rb3ua47SHpI/AAAAAAAAADo/SwMuMnb1S_k/s72-c/mr_happy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279618.post-8092730464963939423</id><published>2007-01-19T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T16:58:15.201+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>i need love</title><content type='html'>i need a laptop of my own or smth like it. or a fast comp. just sth better than whatever i have now. GRRS. im gonna be havig the bestest time of my life doing rwp fer the next few days. shucccckkkkkkhhhhhsss. i wanna have fried mars bars w ice cream on toppppp (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am insecure. dont tell me that im fat short and ugly and my hair sucks. i know that alr. its not that ive never looked in the mirror and go "FUCK THE MIRROR" [well, thats according t dennis -.-] but yeah. i know i know, so does everyone else. you dont have t remind me abt it yknw. whahahas. i shall now be depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways ive never actually gotten over the insecurities part of people. insecurities have always fascinated me. it's really intrigueing lah, the way it affects people and their lifestyles. oh wells, but my brain is tired. im not abt t go into details on this topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lemme sing you a nice song (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breathe in for luck, breathe in so deep.&lt;br /&gt;this air is blessed, u share w me.&lt;br /&gt;this night is wild, so calm &amp; dull.&lt;br /&gt;these hearts, they race frm self-control.&lt;br /&gt;ur legs r smooth as they graze mine.&lt;br /&gt;we're doing fine, we're doing nth at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hopes r so high tht ur kiss might kill me,&lt;br /&gt;so wnt u kill me, so i die happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my heart is urs, t fill or burst,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;t break or bury, or wear as jewelry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whichever u prefer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d words r hushed, lets nt get busted.&lt;br /&gt;jst lay entwined here, undiscovered;&lt;br /&gt;safe in here frm all d stupid qns.&lt;br /&gt;"hey, did u get some?"&lt;br /&gt;man, tht is so dumb.&lt;br /&gt;stay quiet, stay near, stay close,&lt;br /&gt;they cnt hear, so we can get some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hands down, this is d best day i can evr rmb.&lt;br /&gt;il always rmb d sound of d stereo,&lt;br /&gt;d dim of d soft lights, d scent of ur hair,&lt;br /&gt;tht u twirled in ur fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the time on d clock whn we realized its so late.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; this walk tht we shared tgt.&lt;br /&gt;d streets were wet &amp; d gate was locked,&lt;br /&gt;so i jumped it &amp;amp; i let u in,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; u stood at ur door w ur hands on my waist,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; u kissed me like u meant it,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i knw tht u meant it.&lt;br /&gt;tht u meant it, tht u meant it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i knw tht u meant it, tht u meant it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-8092730464963939423?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/8092730464963939423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=8092730464963939423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/8092730464963939423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/8092730464963939423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-need-love.html' title='i need love'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-4108257026904372858</id><published>2007-01-18T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T01:46:51.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>il be your best kept secret&amp; your biggest mistake.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/Ra-v9I7SHnI/AAAAAAAAADQ/XPUqlIYHw4M/s1600-h/junkfood2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021425574444408434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/Ra-v9I7SHnI/AAAAAAAAADQ/XPUqlIYHw4M/s320/junkfood2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/Ra-v9Y7SHoI/AAAAAAAAADY/sWbIwTte1GQ/s1600-h/sme.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021425578739375746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/Ra-v9Y7SHoI/AAAAAAAAADY/sWbIwTte1GQ/s320/sme.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmms. might be getting these two tees from Stee some day. MIGHT only. most prob getting the cookie monster one. cos its cuter than "SQUEEZE ME". not that i wanna look like some colgate advert that goes "TRY ME, SQUEEZE ME!" -.- but they are cute tees! (((= and according t her, ITS A STEAL AND ITS WORTH BUYING. we shall see abt that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shaun is sucha perv. UGH. i wonder when did i ever get such a friend. hahaha! scandalous issues, one too many wives, long distant affairs etc etc. tsk tsk. hahaha. he's nonsense lah. thats what makes him a wonderful friend. sooo, maybe after my exams. we shall meet up some time soon.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I MISS MY MAZHI (: yes i do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-4108257026904372858?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/4108257026904372858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=4108257026904372858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/4108257026904372858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/4108257026904372858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2007/01/il-be-your-best-kept-secret-your.html' title='il be your best kept secret&lt;br&gt;&amp; your biggest mistake.'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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://bp3.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/Ra-v9I7SHnI/AAAAAAAAADQ/XPUqlIYHw4M/s72-c/junkfood2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279618.post-1373466293736567063</id><published>2007-01-13T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T21:40:39.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>bad day</title><content type='html'>ytd was probably the worst day this sem. EVERY THING WAS SCREWED UP. kinda.... (: kinda got better at the end of the day though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, charsiew stayed up the entire night rushing out ideas powerpoint. due t our own carelessness, we realised we shld have settled capital costs first then our pricing. ideas was t start at 10am, we only finished everything at 1015am. so we took a cab down t sch. ANYWAYS. it sucked. cos the points were mixed up and stuffs. and we had too many slides yet again. mr ho didnt even bother t hide his displeasure. hahah. our bad. but yeah. shld have learnt sth from our previous presentation huh. no point crying over spilt milk anyways (: hopefully the proposal's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess what choonlong said was right. why are we treating a module which has a credit of 2 as though it's one of credit 5? we skipped inorganic &amp; organic chem just for ideas.. he thought we were kinda bonkers up there. haha. but i guess it's really because its a group project, thats why we put in alot of effort... oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, siew n i were damn sad. i guess its cos we really really put in alot alot of effort. i felt that its all gone down the drain.. hahah.... i was msging shaun and i kinda just ended up crying on the bus. -.-" i couldnt help it. even though i really really dislike crying. it kills my eyeballs. then i think he kinda got quite worried. HAHAHA (: but he was stuck in school, so he couldnt like come out t talk. I HAVENT SEEN HIM FOR ABOUT A YEAR. SILLY SHAUN HOW (: he makes me laugh at his nonsense, even though he's always being serious -.- i just realised how much i missed talking t him lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end i went t bukit panjang t meet choonlong. oh wells. HE'S THE WORST PERSON T TALK T IF YOUVE HAD A BAD DAY. dont even think abt looking t him for comfort, its no use. trust me, youd rather sit in the corner t cry than go t him. he makes you feel much worse than you already are. but i dunno why i still like him (: mayyyybe cos he's just "there". hahaha. i dunno lahhh... and LCL if youre reading this, it's the truth. that wasnt comforting at all... not a single bitttt.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways! on the way home!!! guess whatttttt!!! i met this group of malay boys. THEY WERE DAMN FUNNY. then this boy called earl or sth asked me if there's still 171 (it was 1150 alr, no more 171!) then i said no.. then they started t talk all the nonsense with me. hahaha. they were the friendliest and nonsensical-est bunch of ppl ever! haha they made me smile and laugh alot while waiting for my 169. as i boarded my bus, they yelled after me "BYE CHARLOTTE, NEXT TIME WHEN YOU SEE US MUST SAY HI OKAY!" so cute right! hahaha. they brightened up my otherwise horrid day ytd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms, out w siew siew tdy! then i had delicious clam tomato cream. IT WAS YUMMAYE! (: and yeah we studied. but really unproductive. i couldnt get the reactions n properties into my brains. anyways, there's horizon performance tmr! (: i cant wait t see the dancers and huang laoshi again!!! ((((: hahaha. i kinda miss jibengong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEEHEE. going out for supper with my cousins soon. OUT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-1373466293736567063?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/1373466293736567063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=1373466293736567063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/1373466293736567063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/1373466293736567063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2007/01/bad-day.html' title='bad day'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-5779619908272556424</id><published>2007-01-10T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T09:44:49.370+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>cute</title><content type='html'>my dance girls are fantastic :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do hope they do well. if only we could just bank on one dance for the perfect gold. and then get them into the syf opening day or sth. wouldnt that be great? apparently, the sec sch works differently. they want EVERY ONE in the dance (so as t get their cca points) and at the same time expect double gold from dance. it's gonna be another tough year i guess? some things just wont change. it's quality and not quantity. i guess the school would never understand that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, my lecturer is damn strange lah. it's 9:30am, lesson ends at 10am. and she says she's gonna give us a break after a while. i dont actually see the point in giving us a break before the lesson ends =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot stand doing capital cost. i need t get the estimated bills for factory-cum-warehouse and office, renovation and yada yada. i dont even know the cost of the machines! damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LINUS IS DAMN GHEY. HAHAHA he is so cute lah. he called me last night t persuade me t go for the sentosa outing.. and then he attempted (in vain) t convince me he wasnt gay. -.-" seriously... he was crazy, it's damn fun talking t him. really. here are parts of our convo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;: huh... i dont understand why cant you go for sentosa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: i cannot have too much fun/excitement before studying lah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;: but i need t have some excitement... (then gives mundane description of how he's so bored he cant get down t studying...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: thanks but im not like you lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;: what are you doing now...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: im doing cppb.. you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;: talking t you, on msn, (sth else, i forgot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: talking t boys?? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;: .... cindy lah. but im really not gay!&lt;br /&gt;me -giggle snigger snigger: i bet you need t video call nash every night on msn. nash looks at you seductively and goes "quick! go play CS with me nowww!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;: hahaha why "seductive"?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; -laughing fits: and you look at jona flirtatiously and says "play dota leh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;: yah yah yah...jona watching tv leh! you very excited now cannot study right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: teeheehahahahhehehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS CRAZY. please. i have the most fun time laughing last night. stupid linus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson's ending.. CPPB TEST LATERS! (: im EXCITED :D wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-5779619908272556424?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/5779619908272556424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=5779619908272556424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/5779619908272556424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/5779619908272556424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2007/01/cute.html' title='cute'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-8107449322352285281</id><published>2007-01-05T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T00:01:26.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in drunken stupor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;stayed over in school ytd. it kinda resulted in quite alot of unexpected stuffs. which id pretty much rather not talk about. and yeah. but overall it was good. i learnt quite a few things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, i watched this funny cop movie. it was damn cute. this Turk and this federal agent. hehs. tickles me. and then i had a talk with bryan and ruben.. they reminded me of a quality which i thought i had lost a long time ago. but im glad to realise it. (: and i think i have actually pretty much made my decision.. im really sorry about it. but yeah.. perhaps i really really really need some time? even so, it had been great training and getting t know you all. ive had tonnes of fun, and been exposed t a team-sport. although it has also brought up certain issues. but well, i guess these cant be helped unless the entire team decides t sort it out together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that clumsy, pighead and crocodile came back with drinks! (: and yeah. clumsy drank two bottles lor. wtfuck. and TWO OF THE SAME FLAVOUR. hahaha. but hers tasted yummy. and YEAHHH, we had the bestest time of our lives giggling at nothing but ourselves. hahaha. it really brought out the uber girly side of us. hurrrs. and yes, WE CAN BE UBER GIRL-ISH AND PROUD OF IT. not walking straight, chips + alcohol dont go tgt.. but singing does. hahaha! we had a time of our lives, singing melting songs, heart-breaking songs and nonsense songs throughout the night! crocodile went crazy and started scaring ibano away. that tickled me so much i got so very high again. (((: laughing so much til our tummies hurt, catching our breaths, singing our songs, thinking of nothing else but ourselves only for that night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that'd be good once in a while. though the aftermath was a horrid mess. i dont even wanna talk about it. it certainly is a piss-off. ughh. oh, and i think my brain really couldnt work tdy. couldnt think well, which explains why i was uber quiet tdy. and no im not sad. as in, yeah i am, but it isnt anything much. SO YEAH (: no worries. though id really wanna thank siewling. hahah. if she's a boy, i'd love her shoulders most. maybe i should be a boy too. :D TEEHEEHEE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, going t mr ho's tmr. and my juniors told me there's cca fair in st nichs. im not sure if i can go. that's if i wake up lah. eric is teaching me cppb tmr. i think. if im not tired and if he isnt tired. i am going t do well for cppb and itm. CHIONG AHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHARLOTTI! LAI-YAH, HOO-YAH! ALL THE WAY! ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;below are the New Year pics ! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RZ5udmIPU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0HXZW4-Yt8/s1600-h/IMG_2348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016568489667679090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RZ5udmIPU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0HXZW4-Yt8/s320/IMG_2348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the two monkeys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RZ5ud2IPU4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/8YDSrJtJosE/s1600-h/IMG_2352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016568493962646402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RZ5ud2IPU4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/8YDSrJtJosE/s320/IMG_2352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the monkey and the BRAIN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RZ5ueWIPU5I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XM--hfQNULo/s1600-h/IMG_2353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016568502552581010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RZ5ueWIPU5I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XM--hfQNULo/s320/IMG_2353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the dunno whassit calleds and my mushroom!! (((: ITS MINE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RZ5uemIPU6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/tL4kLV43vEo/s1600-h/IMG_2359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016568506847548322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RZ5uemIPU6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/tL4kLV43vEo/s320/IMG_2359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LCL acting sexy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RZ5ue2IPU7I/AAAAAAAAAAs/OyboJvPR3gc/s1600-h/IMG_2357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016568511142515634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RZ5ue2IPU7I/AAAAAAAAAAs/OyboJvPR3gc/s320/IMG_2357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xiaoyuan'er too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RZ5wQmIPU8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/DI5F3WMH7BQ/s1600-h/IMG_2365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016570465352635330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RZ5wQmIPU8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/DI5F3WMH7BQ/s320/IMG_2365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nice right..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RZ5wRGIPU9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/1OfglJDGSHE/s1600-h/IMG_2366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016570473942569938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RZ5wRGIPU9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/1OfglJDGSHE/s320/IMG_2366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, i knoww. the plane, artistic leaves, soliditary bench.. wow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RZ5wRWIPU-I/AAAAAAAAABE/ioB43hDYnF0/s1600-h/IMG_2367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016570478237537250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RZ5wRWIPU-I/AAAAAAAAABE/ioB43hDYnF0/s320/IMG_2367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blows me away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RZ5wR2IPU_I/AAAAAAAAABM/qdoD13p9Azg/s1600-h/IMG_2368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016570486827471858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RZ5wR2IPU_I/AAAAAAAAABM/qdoD13p9Azg/s320/IMG_2368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HULLO (: welcome t my house! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RZ5wSGIPVAI/AAAAAAAAABU/vBISC8SoUhg/s1600-h/IMG_2382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016570491122439170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RZ5wSGIPVAI/AAAAAAAAABU/vBISC8SoUhg/s320/IMG_2382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nice hor.. all the flare funny stuffs. so bright lorh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RZ5zr2IPVBI/AAAAAAAAABc/QB4fzcKt6vI/s1600-h/IMG_2383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016574232038954002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RZ5zr2IPVBI/AAAAAAAAABc/QB4fzcKt6vI/s320/IMG_2383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bright lights right!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RZ5zsGIPVCI/AAAAAAAAABk/jlxhI2Th1GE/s1600-h/IMG_2387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016574236333921314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RZ5zsGIPVCI/AAAAAAAAABk/jlxhI2Th1GE/s320/IMG_2387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YUAN LONG CHAR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RZ5zsWIPVDI/AAAAAAAAABs/3w9svt4JWAM/s1600-h/IMG_2390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016574240628888626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RZ5zsWIPVDI/AAAAAAAAABs/3w9svt4JWAM/s320/IMG_2390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now this is what i would say the word "retarded" is most suitable for. TEEHEE &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RZ5zs2IPVEI/AAAAAAAAAB0/73q5xQOO-8g/s1600-h/IMG_2391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016574249218823234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RZ5zs2IPVEI/AAAAAAAAAB0/73q5xQOO-8g/s320/IMG_2391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARSHMALLOWS. (chaotarred, the black one isnt mine!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RZ5ztGIPVFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/D_7iJeMfWY0/s1600-h/IMG_2392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016574253513790546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RZ5ztGIPVFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/D_7iJeMfWY0/s320/IMG_2392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this colour is so beautiful! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, so here's the quote of the day.&lt;br /&gt;HK KNN EQ MC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sleep tight all you people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im finally going t get my beauty sleep (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;errr...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yes i do&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-8107449322352285281?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/8107449322352285281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=8107449322352285281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/8107449322352285281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/8107449322352285281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2007/01/in-drunken-stupor.html' title='in drunken stupor'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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/_hvhuwvGNEFA/RZ5udmIPU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0HXZW4-Yt8/s72-c/IMG_2348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279618.post-2488808728170404712</id><published>2007-01-01T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T20:45:11.568+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>guess who's back?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES I AM BACK (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;AND SO IS THE SUN ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE ME LOVE ME !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEEHEEHEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent uploaded the photos.&lt;br /&gt;im lazee. will do so soon.&lt;br /&gt;dragonboat dnd has been postponed yet again.&lt;br /&gt;the zoo thing is postponed too.&lt;br /&gt;ive finished my IDEAs business proposal part.&lt;br /&gt;i need t get started on CPPB &lt;u&gt;ASAP&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i'll finish up on ITM today.&lt;br /&gt;i'll go through report tmr?&lt;br /&gt;im sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA WATCH DEATHNOTE TWO :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WENT ECP-ING FOR NEW YEAR !&lt;br /&gt;with ahlong125 and ahxiao8&lt;br /&gt;FUN FUN FUN&lt;br /&gt;toasting marshmallows&lt;br /&gt;watching the BIG ship&lt;br /&gt;and the flarestuffs that they fired off at midnight.&lt;br /&gt;watching the planes&lt;br /&gt;that try t manoever around the little red bright lights.&lt;br /&gt;i enjoy looking at girls and boys.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET'S GO TANNING ?&lt;br /&gt;by the beach by the pool ?&lt;br /&gt;with tanning oil and everything else ?&lt;br /&gt;WOOTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;im HAPPY :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-2488808728170404712?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/2488808728170404712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=2488808728170404712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/2488808728170404712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/2488808728170404712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2007/01/guess-whos-back.html' title='guess who&apos;s back?'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-1667246439079006538</id><published>2006-12-27T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T17:13:18.742+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>love leaves you helpless</title><content type='html'>i think im coming down with a flu. either that or people are kinda scolding me every few minutes. shucks. i keep sneezing. and i think my nose is starting to run... i need t call the plumber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes. due t my very own carelessness and lack of concern for my darned face, MY FACE IS DYING. it's kinda like drying up? i look like a dried prune for goodness sake! god help me. fuck. i thought that i wouldnt be needing moisturiser.. but wthelll..... it was damn dry ytd. my cheeks felt like spongecakes that are dehydrated! (yknw.. kinda like spongebob in the movie?) damn damn damn. im so gonna have horrible skin that'd either be uber oily or uber dry when i get back.. and that may even last for a whole week. but i doubt id have t worry about my face. since id be studying home most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suppose sometimes i just need t be a teeny bit more sensitive huh.. as in. maybe i do know how youre feeling.. its just that im not very sure about it? i dont doubt your sincerity. but yeah. i think im too dense. sometimes i dont know what t do. cos i feel that the things i do make you kinda unhappy? and i wouldnt know if youre tired or busy or anything. it's probably since young that i dont wish t be a burden or trouble t people.. but somehow, i always am? ha. wtheck. i sincerely wish t clear the air soon ): ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh darnnnnn. im sorry anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling cold. im shivering... from the inside.. hahaha. and i had a nightmare!! i emailed fishy in my ten min email session. HAHAHA. and SHITE. i forgot t view the friendster profile. shuggggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, i bought clothes. mainly tops.. i wanted t get a dress before christmas.. but my mom decided that i should actually wait til after christmas for the post xmas sales. thats when theyre clearing out all stock? but yeah. it was all the way in mount gambier. thanks. when i came back t adelaide.. there wasnt the kind that i liked. FINE. maybe there was. but it was either too short or the prints werent pretty. and so i have t go back t sg and scour the entire island for the perfect dress. and yeah. maybe im getting my period soon. i get the "easily irritated/annoyed/frustrated" feeling.. or maybe its cos im getting bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need sg. i need abit of a nightlife. i need t laugh with the girls and my cow. i really need the biggest hug i can get. BLAH. I WANT ICE CREAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;the deeper you get, the more helpless you feel.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going t pick cherries tmr. im kinda smiling. yay! hahaha. im coming home baby. fetch me. HAHAHA i have no ezlink card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EWWWW I SEE "SINGAPORE POLYTECHNIC : MY FIRST CHOICE" at the bottom of the msn window. ZOMG. hahahaha. advertising.. i really cant wait for tmr t be over. hahahs! forget what ive said. im not thinking. but i can say i miss everyone in sg. shite. its only been 8 days!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-1667246439079006538?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/1667246439079006538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=1667246439079006538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/1667246439079006538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/1667246439079006538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/12/love-leaves-you-helpless.html' title='love leaves you helpless'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-3770972674157463463</id><published>2006-12-25T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T14:48:49.121+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>i wont be home for christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A face on a lover with a fire in his heart&lt;br /&gt;A man under cover but you tore me apart&lt;br /&gt;Now I've found a real love you'll never fool me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last christmas&lt;br /&gt;I gave you my heart&lt;br /&gt;But the very next day you gave it away (you gave it away)&lt;br /&gt;This year&lt;br /&gt;To save me from tears&lt;br /&gt;I'll give it to someone special &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's Christmas time again&lt;br /&gt;It's time to be nice to the people you can't stand&lt;br /&gt;All year&lt;br /&gt;I'm growing tired of all this Christmas cheer&lt;br /&gt;You people scare me&lt;br /&gt;Please stay away from my home&lt;br /&gt;If you don't wanna get beat down&lt;br /&gt;Just leave the presents and then leave me alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Think of all&lt;br /&gt;The fun I've missed&lt;br /&gt;Think of all the fellas that I haven't kissed&lt;br /&gt;Next year I could be just as good&lt;br /&gt;If you'll check off my christmas list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa baby&lt;br /&gt;I want an yacht&lt;br /&gt;And really that's not a lot&lt;br /&gt;I've been an angel all year&lt;br /&gt;Santa baby&lt;br /&gt;So hurry down the chimney tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I'm dreaming of a White Christmas&lt;br /&gt;just like the ones i used to know&lt;br /&gt;where the tree tops glisten&lt;br /&gt;and children listen to hear&lt;br /&gt;sleigh bells in the snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-3770972674157463463?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/3770972674157463463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=3770972674157463463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/3770972674157463463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/3770972674157463463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-wont-be-home-for-christmas.html' title='i wont be home for christmas'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-7426679663888196327</id><published>2006-12-16T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T12:25:31.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/fantastical/18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Moon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hope, expectation, Bright promises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Moon is a card of magic and mystery - when prominent you know that nothing is as it seems, particularly when it concerns relationships. All logic is thrown out the window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Moon is all about visions and illusions, madness, genius and poetry. This is a card that has to do with sleep, and so with both dreams and nightmares. It is a scary card in that it warns that there might be hidden enemies, tricks and falsehoods. But it should also be remembered that this is a card of great creativity, of powerful magic, primal feelings and intuition. You may be going through a time of emotional and mental trial; if you have any past mental problems, you must be vigilant in taking your medication but avoid drugs or alcohol, as abuse of either will cause them irreparable damage. This time however, can also result in great creativity, psychic powers, visions and insight. You can and should trust your intuition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot" target="_blank"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i rmb the times we spent tgt&lt;br /&gt;on those drives&lt;br /&gt;we had a million qns&lt;br /&gt;all abt our lives&lt;br /&gt;&amp; whn we got t New York&lt;br /&gt;evrything felt right&lt;br /&gt;i wish you were here w me&lt;br /&gt;tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rmb the days we spent tgtr&lt;br /&gt;were not enough&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it used t feel like dreamin'&lt;br /&gt;except we always woke up&lt;br /&gt;nvr thought not having you&lt;br /&gt;here now wld hurt so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tonight ive fallen &amp; i cnt get up&lt;br /&gt;i nd your loving hands to come and pick me up&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; evry night i miss you&lt;br /&gt;i can jst look up&lt;br /&gt;&amp; knw the stars are&lt;br /&gt;holdin' you, holdin' you, holdin' you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rmb the time you told me abt whn you were eight&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; all those things you said tht night tht jst cldnt wait&lt;br /&gt;i rmb the car you were last seen in&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the games we wld play&lt;br /&gt;all the times we spilled our coffees&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; stayed out way too late&lt;br /&gt;i rmb the time you sat and told me abt your Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&amp; how not t look back even if no one believes us&lt;br /&gt;whn it hurt so bad sometimes&lt;br /&gt;not having you here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i sing,&lt;br /&gt;"tonight ive fallen and i cnt get up&lt;br /&gt;i nd your loving hands t come and pick me up&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; evry night i miss you&lt;br /&gt;i can jst look up&lt;br /&gt;&amp; knw the stars are&lt;br /&gt;holdin' you, holdin' you, holdin' you tonight" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;im currently at my cousin's place in australia. and yes, i do miss you Khimberly SteeFen Siew Bao.. the xiaolongbao and the xiaoxiao bao. HAHAHA. all the nonsenses of the world. okay. so im here t continue studying. and be tempted by my uncle's secret attempts t psyche me into studying in adelaide. not sure though. but ive gotta ensure i finish my poly stuffs well... i have decided that if i get into the university, i intend t go for theory and not so much of practical. oh wells. change of plans i guess? no more RMIT... singapore, queensland, melbourne, adelaide or sydney. :/ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;CLS ADD was damn fun! we had a cool MC and everything kind of went on smoothly. here are the highlights.. song games, bingo, best dressed and lucky draw. best dressed and lucky draw were the bestest. wei xin was uber retro! hahaha. she was gamed for it luh. she came in as.... ELVIS! zomg! pro-ness. (: and yeah... the candidates had t go do some stunts before being qualified. and wei xin, being uber enthusiastic about everything, naturally, won the BEST DRESSED compt. hahahaha. she beat the pretty brown girl. hehs! she went t "seduce" weikang and leechoonlong! IT WAS DAMN FUNNY LAH. should have had that video-ed down. teehee hee. elvis chose the right persons t assist her. HAHA. as for lucky draw, yes, i was holding the fishbowls. and I TELL YOU, TZEHAO WAS DAMN LUCKY.. hahaha i only rmbed several numbers. 1st was lian robin's 0070, then tzehao's 0010, then their friend's 0040? or 0004? aiyah around there. then the FIRST 1, ONE.... FIRST PRIZE went t 0010.. i was thinking, wah, sounds familiar. and they said 0 0 1... and tzehao started t be prepared, walking out already.. then the MC went 0 0 1 0! tzehao rushed up the stage. HAHAHAHAHA! LUCKY ASS!!! bleahs!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and anyways, it was fun luh. i felt that it was quite interactive. made ppl happy. the dance part would have been nicer if there had been a larger stage? hahahaha. but yeah..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;its been raining for eons! i heard. kept rainng all the way. even though im now in aust. oh yeah. by the way, aust is totally different from sg. its like really a world of a difference. it's damn warm here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;oh man... all you ppl, do rmb t await my arrival aiight.... must celebrate be-lated xmas and new year with me!!! (((: I LOVE YALL... and yah. stupid tpf. stop thinking about ice cream toppings you dirty fluff. i will scrub you with soap when i get back! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-7426679663888196327?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/7426679663888196327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=7426679663888196327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/7426679663888196327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/7426679663888196327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/12/tonight.html' title='tonight'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-2650743123866653064</id><published>2006-12-16T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T10:41:27.159+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>fridae</title><content type='html'>friday was fun. ytd marked the end of term 1 sem 2! yes. like finally the long awaited three week break. it was probably the longest term ever. how many weeks wassat? i think 12 or 13? hmms. hahaha. i dont really know. anyways, went tanning with estee ytd! and silly fluff didnt come along. but fluff so chaotar alr, makes no diff if she were t tan with us. :P it kinda rained a little in the beginning which was sorta depressing. but it was good. the sun came out after that! (: teeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tanning with stee, spying on the canoeist guy, getting bullied by wenxiong [chokeslammed t be exact], going back t tanning.. and yes, tanning with no tanning oil. which explains why its only red and not brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, watched LCL play badminton with the rest of my classmates. then i realised that he played with his right hand! hahaha. i thought left handers did everything with their left hand. -.- cos i do almost everything with my right hand. anyways, i got a big lolli-sweet from qiqi! (: SOOOOOO SWEET OF HER. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay fine, so i dread going on hols. i think its cos knowing the fact that id be leaving all my friends behind and i wouldnt be doing anything else but study.. and a little shopping. mind you, shopping there aint fun unless youve got the cash. plus the fact that almost everywhere is closed by 5pm! what fun do you expect me t have.. eat, shop, study, sleep. and yeah, talk t my cousins and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my class is going for kboxing! like finally, after 23847392754days... they manage t decide on a date that almost everyone is free.. note, its almost everyone. and the 1person not going is the one and only charloti (: im gonna miss them anyhows. hahaha. my dumb qingwah.. my siew, my YAX, and xiaoQIer and everyone else. oh man.. i cant wait t come back t sg. though i know that coming back t sg wouldnt be fun either, cos everyone else would be studying for exams. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive made a decision, not t continue dragonboating already. there isnt really any reason why.. maybe studies, maybe time, maybe a little bit of everything. i have the interest, but the passion isnt there. i love working it out with stee and fen and everybody else, i love the nonsense sessions tgt, i love listening t &lt;strong&gt;SHAWNIE&lt;/strong&gt;, i love being all nonsensical with &lt;strong&gt;mich&lt;/strong&gt;, mahera zakkiyah and kat. i loved it. but after getting the paddle, i didnt feel happy. instead, i felt that i wasnt worth the paddle. i didnt work hard enough for it..? and im gonna miss running with khim and stee.. im gonna miss subway cookies every sat. im gonna miss sea trainings ): but ive decided t continue with ballet, when im back from aust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;email me? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;no, i dont need any sympathy nor pity from anybody. i just need a hug and some understanding. but i guess i really do need t get down t studying so i wouldnt be a disappointment t anyone right? perhaps the 2 weeks would allow me t get my studies sorted out proper. im gonna be so lonely over there.. im gonna miss you real bad, though youd be busy studying and having fun like everybody else. im gonna miss everybody.. could you go online and talk t me whenever yall are free? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-2650743123866653064?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/2650743123866653064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=2650743123866653064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/2650743123866653064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/2650743123866653064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/12/fridae.html' title='fridae'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-1573062764573616080</id><published>2006-11-30T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T00:15:42.666+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photologs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>period.</title><content type='html'>im so tired, drained, deadbeat. this week is probably the busiest week of my life in poly so far. my capacity was really stretched to its limits. okay, so one of the reasons is bcos i do procrastinate.. well, what t do.. it's in my blood. i doubt id ever get it out of me. and hell yeah, ive gotta find a way t do so. it's hindering my studies and my life. i should really inforce some self-discipline upon my lazy ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things t do, so little time. mon, tue, wed and thur(today) of this week had been spent largely on IDEA prototype and of course, the presentation slides. oouhh boy, im so gonna have t go through my slides again. i was doing my presentation from 12 all the way til 630am ytd morning! like omg. when i actually closed the ppt, switched off the comp and looked outside, THE SKY WAS FREAKING BRIGHT. and i had lesson at 11am! i hurried off t get some winks, to no avail... and wokeup at 9plus t get ready for sch again. darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt have much time t study for ioc quiz. if only i had realised id be so up t my neck this week, i would have gotten down t actually mugging and focus. however, i was too drained ytd t actually focus on ioc. in fact, i was half an hour late for my quiz tdy! ): cos i decided t wait for 52! and it took ages t reach. plus, the expressway was jammed up. and my other bus somehow managed t stop at EVERY traffic light. i could have murdered the driver. and i didnt finish my paper. so there goes my B. NO MORE B ): im never gonna be able t pull up my grades.. now i am worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so freaking stressed up. im not sure if i can really continue yknw.. as in, there are tonnes of things which patiently await my even touching on them. SHITE. what i see in my situation is that im involved in everything yet, i do not have the time t actually sit down and focus on the urgent and the important stuffs. DAMN. i must have been playing too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;PENG YU'S MANUAL OF CLUBS :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BE&lt;/strong&gt; - malaysia. design sch just separated t form their own club &amp; sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DESIGN&lt;/strong&gt; - singapore. following lots of spore policies, a developing club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLS &lt;/strong&gt;- africa. it's big and the girls all very chor lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SMA &lt;/strong&gt;- pacific ocean. they are the maritime acadamy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SMIT&lt;/strong&gt; - north korea. they whole day fight with umpires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MM&lt;/strong&gt; - india. actually i forgot why. i think cos they are good with mechanics?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUSINESS&lt;/strong&gt; - canada. very big but very quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CADC&lt;/strong&gt; - china. they are enclosed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CSCC&lt;/strong&gt; - britain. alot of british in india?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EEE&lt;/strong&gt; - russia. whole day with china.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SPSU&lt;/strong&gt; - USA. currency big &amp;amp; they have a hand in almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAA&lt;/strong&gt; - united nations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cute right. though i could have slapped him for comparing CLS t africa. the girls very chorlor mehs. anws, whatever it is. i had fun in GEMs.. oh wells. i like t have fun ppl in sch. (: they make me happy. they unstress me. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CUTE GUY HAS A GIRLFRIEND ): and so i am kinda upset over it. cos he's my eye-candy. i secretly follow him home every time im lucky. okay, maybe not. TEEHEEHEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired. i dont like the feeling of liquid oozing out.. i dont like the uncomfy queasy feeling at my pelvis area. i dont like the lethargic feeling that makes me feel so lousy. grrrs. this month is ALOT. why... i dont need it, not now! ): ah wells. i want t go out. i cant. i dont feel good. every one felt like vomitting tdy. qiqi had food poisoning. ive got AV. and hell no. i dont like it. even though having AV is a perfectly normal thing. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss st nix. i wanna go back soon. but i dont have the time. seems like id have t wait til next year? i may not even have the time next year. trainings, game trails, studies... i wanna see them cheer. i wanna join them. i wanna see my juniors dance. dance had been my life then, investing half my life in dance and church (other than studies, the only area which i should have put ALOT more effort in). the passion, the fire for dance will never fade. i miss dance! i miss SNgirls ): i miss ORANGEBOWL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting &lt;s&gt;PHAT&lt;/s&gt;. go away &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;whered you go?&lt;br /&gt;i miss you so&lt;br /&gt;seems like its been forever&lt;br /&gt;that youve been gone&lt;br /&gt;please come back home&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/972969/trigger000(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/8002/1498/320/821667/trigger000%283%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xuan's look-a-like (: v cute right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/407987/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/8002/1498/320/537934/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on eric's phone. CAMWHORING.&lt;br /&gt;(and secretly taking everyone else)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/859204/trigger028(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/8002/1498/320/825929/trigger028%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was wearing a tiara! omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/617176/trigger042(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/8002/1498/320/99045/trigger042%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one on the leftest left is my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/929399/trigger025(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/8002/1498/320/243644/trigger025%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if im fugly and so are you !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-1573062764573616080?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/1573062764573616080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=1573062764573616080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/1573062764573616080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/1573062764573616080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/11/period.html' title='period.'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-2902076861759001434</id><published>2006-11-21T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T22:37:16.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i woke up in a car</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&amp; maybe i cld live forvr&lt;br /&gt;if not ever i had knwn&lt;br /&gt;tht youd be waitg there whenvr&lt;br /&gt;i m all alone&lt;br /&gt;but here i m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i woke up in a car&lt;br /&gt;i traced away e fog&lt;br /&gt;so i cld see e mississippi on her knees&lt;br /&gt;ive nvr been so lost&lt;br /&gt;ive nvr felt so much at hm&lt;br /&gt;pls write my folks &amp; throw away my keys&lt;br /&gt;i woke up in a car&lt;br /&gt;i woke up in a car&lt;br /&gt;i woke up in a car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i love this song. im hooked onto it :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;take a look at the lyrics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;confusion is probably the main theme here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ive nvr bn so lost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ive nvr felt so much at hm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;it reminds me of the long time ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;that i actually felt this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;the need to run away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;the only difference is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i never did run off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;and im pretty glad that i didnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;(((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i am tired. must &lt;s&gt;study&lt;/s&gt; for itm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i hope i dont screw up rwp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i need to go &lt;s&gt;running&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;there's ioc &lt;s&gt;test&lt;/s&gt; next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;presentation&lt;strong&gt;s&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;reports&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;and &lt;s&gt;MORE TUTORIALS&lt;/s&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-2902076861759001434?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/2902076861759001434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=2902076861759001434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/2902076861759001434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/2902076861759001434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-woke-up-in-car.html' title='i woke up in a car'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-3040833911837329679</id><published>2006-11-15T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T19:56:07.973+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photologs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>in your face.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/829c523b080606a8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/829c523b080606a8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really think i hate you now..&lt;br /&gt;just go away, dont speak.&lt;br /&gt;you think youre alone.&lt;br /&gt;hell wrong are you.&lt;br /&gt;t think this way.&lt;br /&gt;stop this pls.&lt;br /&gt;morbid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-3040833911837329679?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/3040833911837329679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=3040833911837329679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/3040833911837329679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/3040833911837329679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/11/in-your-face.html' title='in your face.'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-2485828394215373291</id><published>2006-11-12T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T00:50:38.750+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photologs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>hearts you !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/regatta06(1)%20060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/regatta06%281%29%20060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;these two days have probably left the strongest impression on me since a very long time ago. ive only felt such bonding and effort put in from a big group of people during the syf periods in the past. but the past two days were fantastic. such spirit and teamwork. teambonding and all.. wow. knock the breath outta my soul (: i loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPDB spirit is overwhelming. everybody working as one. and HOOYAH!!! hahaha. i am really proud of the team. today was probably what brought most of the team together. i am glad. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though ytd was better during the heats.. we were having the time of our lives playing around in the rain, taking tonnes of photos. having a tremendous bonding session. HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY :D tdy wasnt as expected but hell yeah, it certainly brought along more determination and spirit for us t strive for the better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls team (: our goal. maybe even our own girls boat the next time round! then you might even hear us shouting at the top of our lungs LAI-AH, HOO YAH!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/regatta%20069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/regatta%20069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;senior boat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/regatta06(1)%20026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/regatta06%281%29%20026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/regatta06(1)%20027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/regatta06%281%29%20027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mixed boat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/regatta06(1)%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/regatta06%281%29%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;juniors and seniors having their breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/regatta06(1)%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/regatta06%281%29%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;junior boys &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/regatta06(1)%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/regatta06%281%29%20006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;girls while waiting for the event..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/regatta06(1)%20055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/regatta06%281%29%20055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it rained...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/regatta06(1)%20083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/regatta06%281%29%20083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;little children came out t play :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/regatta06(1)%20084.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/regatta06(1)%20084.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/regatta06%281%29%20084.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ben2c.char.johnnie.tpf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/regatta%20019[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/regatta%20019%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TPF (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/regatta06(1)%20072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/regatta06%281%29%20072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naughty mark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/regatta06(1)%20074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/regatta06%281%29%20074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;char.weijie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/regatta06(1)%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/regatta06%281%29%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;char.shawn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/pre-regatta-dnr%20029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/pre-regatta-dnr%20029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jpkp.char. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/regatta06(1)%20034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/regatta06%281%29%20034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's me and my girlfriend !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/pre-regatta-dnr%20020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/pre-regatta-dnr%20020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;formal girls team. [cindy kat mahera absent!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/IMG_4921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/IMG_4921.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;informal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/regatta06(1)%20069edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/regatta06%281%29%20069edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SP! 1 stroke, 1 heart! SP HOOYAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-2485828394215373291?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/2485828394215373291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=2485828394215373291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/2485828394215373291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/2485828394215373291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/11/hearts-you.html' title='hearts you !'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-2776098649950164356</id><published>2006-11-12T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T10:16:11.655+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>dont push me.</title><content type='html'>i never liked being annoyed. i have never really emotionally attached myself to people nor objects since i was 15 or 16. [ i sound as if im 27 but no, ive survived 1 year since.. ] but never did i expect that someone could actually make me bitch about so blatantly truthful that i feel guilty about it. oh DARN. having practically lived in an all girls sch for a full ten years of my life, i thought ive left the bitching period behind. and HELL NO, have i ever been so wrong about myself =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so i feel damn bad and sorry about it YET, i feel that he/she doesnt deserve any bit of pity. im actually blogging about this because i feel that few people come and read my blog. perhaps it's due t insensitivity or just plain bitchiness on his/her part. though this, in turn certainly brings out the point that he/she does not have people-skills. the damage has been done and if it is due t he/she being mean, i have t say that this person deserves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;disclaimer : anything remotely familiar t situations or people is purely based on the writer's personal perspectives and opinions. if you happen t think that the situation or person the writer blogged about sounds like you, it is most probably your imagination. she will not reply t any tags regarding this issue. thank you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-2776098649950164356?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/2776098649950164356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=2776098649950164356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/2776098649950164356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/2776098649950164356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/11/dont-push-me.html' title='dont push me.'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-2491278418737698592</id><published>2006-11-10T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T23:15:42.244+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>all the wrong choices</title><content type='html'>choices, decisions, changes.&lt;br /&gt;adapt, new, different.&lt;br /&gt;emotions, feelings and attachment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a whirlwind of situations and circumstances have left me in a position in which i do not wear my heart on my sleeves anymore. when tying your emotions and feelings on to items, objects and situations, the only thing that will happen after is the process of having your heart ripped apart. objects, circumstances and people. all these will eventually fade away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say memories live forever. whoever can ever be sure of this? take the september11 incident for example. the reactions you get toward the incident today as compared to the reactions several years ago would have paled in comparison. memories tend to fade as well. slowly, the tiny details will be long forgotten, left behind together with the debris of the terror. few will remember, though the impact was great, it wouldnt be the same as what happened that many years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the risks of putting in so much effort and emotions is so great, you'd be afraid you wouldnt be able to handle the loss if such investment was t go down the drain. worse still, if it has all been gone to someone else. or if it is never meant to be yours in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is your choice, your decision to make. whether to keep all your thoughts and emotions locked up or to risk having everything torn into shreds. adapting to the changes all over again. it's tough isnt it? it's not the circumstances that determine change. it is your decision that makes a difference. personally, i would rather not risk it. perhaps this is just another wrong decision made...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-2491278418737698592?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/2491278418737698592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=2491278418737698592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/2491278418737698592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/2491278418737698592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/11/all-wrong-choices.html' title='all the wrong choices'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-8914290384505680593</id><published>2006-11-06T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T22:27:18.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>darn</title><content type='html'>today is such a bad day. bad news since morning. and horrible day since.. shucks. cut my hair with tpf. dont ask. ewww! it was horrible.. TODAY IS JINXED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really appreciate my life as it is. no help please, even though i know you mean well.. but thanks anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really tired. emokid89 is on the loose! quick rein her back in before she gets out of hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dye together? (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"eh, wanna dye today not??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"yah, dye tgt?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"okay.. so who dye first?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"nvm lah, you dye today.. i go home sleep.. then dye another day luh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.. giggle my socks out. teeheehee. convo b/w tpf and fishy03. so cute right. hahahaha. oh man. id miss tpf and female when they are gone... ): all the nonsense that we do tgt. hahaha. I'LL MISS YOUUUUU (:&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelovelies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-8914290384505680593?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/8914290384505680593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=8914290384505680593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/8914290384505680593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/8914290384505680593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/11/darn.html' title='darn'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-2609661800345401844</id><published>2006-11-05T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T14:34:22.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photologs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>i am greedy and i am selfish :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;WTHELL&lt;br /&gt;first he asked "can still be friends"&lt;br /&gt;from there it went...&lt;br /&gt;him: huh pls...&lt;br /&gt;him: i can always help you with money lo..&lt;br /&gt;me: im not in need of financial help.&lt;br /&gt;him: i can help you with man stuffs&lt;br /&gt;we can be good friends always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. fuck you. grrrs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i have the cutest bob the builder over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/trigger011(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/trigger011%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. this is called BLACKMAIL (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;bought sugarcane juice!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;walked t angelina's place t return her shoebag&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;went t the wrong house :/&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;walked all the way back home&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watched Runaway Vacation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;washed cups and plates&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;got changed and off t vivocity (((:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;its the coolest place ever.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;security guards on cool scooterlike stuffs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fashion police!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;children's playground&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sky garden&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;shallow wading pool&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;food republic&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BEARBEAR &lt;3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;took bus home.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tired.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;trimmed bear's hair.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;played alot alot of tetris!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;from no.1 til now, i had a cow with me (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;my bestest cow. i love my cow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/trigger016(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/trigger016%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bearbear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/trigger008(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/trigger008%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ultimate brown-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/trigger005(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/trigger005%283%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my pneumonia! (: mine mine mine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-2609661800345401844?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/2609661800345401844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=2609661800345401844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/2609661800345401844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/2609661800345401844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-am-greedy-and-i-am-selfish-d.html' title='i am greedy and i am selfish :D'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-5100399333995515165</id><published>2006-10-31T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T14:23:58.756+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>the promise of a ring</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i love my friends cos they are sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;SPDB chalet was damn fun (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;the chalet was some kinda like a villa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;a beauty. hehs. i fell in love with it at first sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i missed estee, tpf, shawn, jh, and everybody else!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i played mahjong and i kept losing :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and i needed the same card to "hu" as QQ&lt;br /&gt;and he didnt allow me to win! PFFFFFFFFFT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;):&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;hahah. then watched the rest play chinese chess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;their brains are like damn cool. they think alot alot (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;the food was spicy. HAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;but yummilicious nonetheless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i loved the chalet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;after a whole week of fever, sorethroat and diarrhoea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ive learnt to appreciate the finer things in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;even if it isnt gonna last, im lovin it as it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;a ring from the cow is sweet as a flower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i love cow tonnes and tonnes &lt;strong&gt;&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-5100399333995515165?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/5100399333995515165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=5100399333995515165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/5100399333995515165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/5100399333995515165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/10/promise-of-ring.html' title='the promise of a ring'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-5873563329870746238</id><published>2006-10-29T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T14:22:21.001+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;whn u love someone so deeply&lt;br /&gt;they bcom ur life&lt;br /&gt;its easy t succumb t overwhelmg fears inside&lt;br /&gt;blindly, i imagined i cld&lt;br /&gt;keep u under glass&lt;br /&gt;nw i understand, t hold u&lt;br /&gt;i mst open up my hands&lt;br /&gt;&amp; watch u rise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spread ur wings &amp;amp; prepare t fly&lt;br /&gt;for u hve bcom a butterfly&lt;br /&gt;fly abandonedly into e sun&lt;br /&gt;if u shld return t me&lt;br /&gt;we truly were meant t be&lt;br /&gt;so spread ur wings &amp; fly&lt;br /&gt;butterfly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hve learnd tht beauty&lt;br /&gt;has t flourish in e light&lt;br /&gt;wild horses run unbridled&lt;br /&gt;or their spirit dies&lt;br /&gt;uve given me e courage&lt;br /&gt;t be all tht i can&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i truly feel ur heart will&lt;br /&gt;lead u back t me&lt;br /&gt;whn ure rdy t land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cnt pretend these tears&lt;br /&gt;arnt overflowg steadily&lt;br /&gt;i cnt prevent this hurt frm&lt;br /&gt;almst overtakeg me&lt;br /&gt;bt il stand &amp; say gdbye&lt;br /&gt;for ull nvr be mine&lt;br /&gt;til you knw e way it feels t fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spread ur wings &amp;amp; prepare t fly&lt;br /&gt;for u hve bcom a butterfly&lt;br /&gt;fly abandonedly into e sun&lt;br /&gt;if u shld return t me&lt;br /&gt;we truly were meant t be&lt;br /&gt;so spread ur wings &amp; fly&lt;br /&gt;my butterfly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so flutter thru e sky&lt;br /&gt;butterfly, fly&lt;br /&gt;spread ur wings &amp;amp; fly&lt;br /&gt;butterfly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I LOVE COWS (: moomoomoo &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-5873563329870746238?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/5873563329870746238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=5873563329870746238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/5873563329870746238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/5873563329870746238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/10/3.html' title='&lt;3'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-4698537610169093532</id><published>2006-10-22T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T21:59:37.630+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;making fiends, making fiends.&lt;br /&gt;charlotte loves making friends.&lt;br /&gt;making fiends making fiends,&lt;br /&gt;vendetta bakes fiends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;hahaha. at least that;s what i think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;the song of making fiends is like.. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;anyhows, im alright already (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;im going for training tmr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;cos there isnt any debate&lt;br /&gt;nor other meetings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i miss the dbgirls.&lt;br /&gt;havent seen them in ages! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i was ill and then today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;just when i'm all set and ready &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;to go for sea training,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;it is the time of the month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;oh wells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;the wonders of a woman's body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;tmr tmr tmr(((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;got cppb practical qns to collate, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ioc practical to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;training after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;might be going t stayover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;at wang quan's place,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;watch midnight movie? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and my long awaited stay alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;-grins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;im going off to bed. toodles now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-4698537610169093532?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/4698537610169093532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=4698537610169093532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/4698537610169093532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/4698537610169093532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-3603681021451263857</id><published>2006-10-18T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T20:03:56.354+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>speak my mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;speak my mind i will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i have not, in any way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;portrayed remarks deemed demeaning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hence, i will not retract statements made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;in any of my recent posts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;im down with a flu, sore throat and sorts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;there's a test tmr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;microbiology. bahhhhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;its so not gonna go well for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;debate today was fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;indeed it is the bestest event held by cadc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;im proud of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;im done here for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;im so sleepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;PS. anyone wants t go for underaged party at dxo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;$18 bucks if you wanna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;this sat, 21th oct 2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;gimme a ring/msg yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-3603681021451263857?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/3603681021451263857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=3603681021451263857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/3603681021451263857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/3603681021451263857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/10/speak-my-mind.html' title='speak my mind'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-2694750075927517090</id><published>2006-10-17T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T23:22:20.405+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>the beast and the harlot</title><content type='html'>i didnt mean to sound so terrible in the prev post.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry for making you people so worried over nothing.&lt;br /&gt;i am fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-kinda censored here but YEAH..-&lt;br /&gt;btw, have you seen the ad on the double fresh panty liner?&lt;br /&gt;i think it's quite cool!&lt;br /&gt;my sis bought it and she offered t share it with me! (((:&lt;br /&gt;coolness! so she took only ONE thin packet&lt;br /&gt;out of the 20 or so,&lt;br /&gt;and passed it t me.&lt;br /&gt;thanks. :/&lt;br /&gt;either way, i get t try peel off the upper layer&lt;br /&gt;when the time comes, that is (:&lt;br /&gt;teehee.&lt;br /&gt;-its over now, continue reading- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ive finally gotten the stay alive dvd! (:&lt;br /&gt;the cookie noob got it down for me&lt;br /&gt;and now imma happy girl. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait t watch it! (:&lt;br /&gt;though i know id be totally freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im getting a sore throat,&lt;br /&gt;but ah wells, just rest well and drink more water.&lt;br /&gt;what horrible haze.&lt;br /&gt;though i really like the whole scenery..&lt;br /&gt;the haze is honestly killing my puny lungs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is cadc tmr,&lt;br /&gt;while the spdb ppl are going for sea rowing!&lt;br /&gt;ALL EXCEPT ME ):&lt;br /&gt;pfffft. and kasturi.&lt;br /&gt;as in, all the girls.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. i feel so unloved.&lt;br /&gt;i shld be going.&lt;br /&gt;and no, i will ensure my job is done well in cadc.&lt;br /&gt;debate on monday was uber fun.&lt;br /&gt;the SB team was good.&lt;br /&gt;mahera and zakkiban's friend was good,&lt;br /&gt;she was awarded best speaker.&lt;br /&gt;i suppose it was her witty use of humour.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot wait fr the next debate (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sleepy. i shall go sleep soon.&lt;br /&gt;nights all you nocturnal people &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-2694750075927517090?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/2694750075927517090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=2694750075927517090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/2694750075927517090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/2694750075927517090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/10/beast-and-harlot.html' title='the beast and the harlot'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-4356099402053089362</id><published>2006-10-15T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T15:39:17.433+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>tear stained cheeks</title><content type='html'>im hurting real bad. i dont know what to do. i dont know what's gotten into me but i am an emotional wreck these few days. i truely am. i need a hug ): where's LINA! or QIQI! oh wells. im confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, this is not a continuation of the prev entry. so dont assume anything. im not up to the suicidal point yet. hahaha. i guess im just feeling rather emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall go take a nap now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;i still want you by my side&lt;br /&gt;just to help me dry the tears that ive cried&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; im sure gonna give you a try&lt;br /&gt;if you want ill try to love again,&lt;br /&gt;baby, ill try to love again, but i know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first cut is the deepest.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-4356099402053089362?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/4356099402053089362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=4356099402053089362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/4356099402053089362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/4356099402053089362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/10/tear-stained-cheeks.html' title='tear stained cheeks'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-7642310266480073461</id><published>2006-10-13T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T22:53:08.360+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photologs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>finding my inner "-ness"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dont mess with my brains.&lt;br /&gt;it's more than i can take.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;afraid of what i might know,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;afraid of what i might find out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just go away now,&lt;br /&gt;leave me alone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+ i'll be just fine pretending i'm not +&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;as if feeling emo is not enough. there's a girl making my blood boil right now at this moment. i dont know why. i cant stand her that;s all. GRRRS ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont want to be mean, but she's being seriously dumb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's how the convo went &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;me : why do you keep asking?&lt;br /&gt;me : if i ask you the same qns everytime, would you find me annoying?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she : cos i concern about u&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me : thanks, but no thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me : i'm fine, no worries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she : no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she : i not annoying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she : i think u are about me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me : i didnt say that youre annoying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me : so what makes you think i care about you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she : is ok u dun care about me.but i still care about u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WTHELL. i mean. THANKS for caring about me :/ asking me the same qns in every convo. "which church are you in now?" i certainly hope you havent been instigated by any one who's trying to dig for more information. even though i am sure a person of your mind and calibre will never be able to comprehend what he/she is trying to get you to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;you might think that im making a mountain out of a molehill, too bad, imma sensitive and emotional-wreck. just stop, cant you just do your job and be a friend. friend's dont go around in every convo with the first two lines going "hi, which church are you in?" srsly, it's pretty dumb. what's the point in asking? you know my answer. ive been telling you the same thing everytime. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anws. went for SP musical, superstar last weekend. had uber tonnes of fun! gonna have some pics later on [if my uber slow com permits]] and angela did fantastically well! i liked rafik. he was good (: and junliang! cos he's so cute with his cookie monster (((: miss claire was really pretty that day too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;quite a few stuffs had happened in the past week. some "trivial matters" over club/member freedom of speech on blogs. like wtheck, cant people just leave things as it is? you guys are just fuelling the small spark [if there even was a spark, to start off with]] immaturity displayed through tagbrds and reputation and professionalism are well at stake even though they try t deny the whole thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i watched rob b hood and you, me and dupree alr (: nice shows. i prefer rob b hood though. it is SO MUCH CUTER! esp the baby!!! (: [okay, so i have a thing for little kids]] and you me and dupree is mainly abt friends and rship/marriage. nc-16, so yknw what t expect. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im done with blogging for today, here are the visuals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/DSC00679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00679.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rong xuan and i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/DSC00676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00676.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;siew char lina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/DSC00677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00677.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;char siew bao !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/trigger014(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/trigger014%284%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the true art derived from sleepyheads (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/trigger007(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/trigger007%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;call me artistic please. there was a hole in her shorts &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-7642310266480073461?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/7642310266480073461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=7642310266480073461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/7642310266480073461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/7642310266480073461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/10/finding-my-inner-ness.html' title='finding my inner &quot;-ness&quot;'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-1994152854621253571</id><published>2006-10-07T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T15:30:34.854+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photologs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>fermented jelly beans</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;HAPPY HAPPY MOONCAKE FESTIVAL EVERYBODY (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;okay! tonnes have happened since the time i blogged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;1) haze&lt;br /&gt;2) haze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;3) haze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;im sorry, but the haze is really getting to me. hehs. esp ytd, i heard that the whole stretch from mandai to kranji? i forgot, was burning up. thus aggravating the whole situation. the psi has been quite high luh. at 70+++. so i guess we gotta be pretty much more careful with our little lungs. drink more water all of you (: since ytd was mooncake festival, many many many children including adults were burning lanterns all over singapore. thus contributing to the haze. though this is all in the name of fun laughter peace and joy, pls take good care of yourselves aiight! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;anyways, lemme summarise whatd happened in the past few days:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;wed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i didnt wakeup on time for RWP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;SHIT. i dunno why. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;my alarm didnt ring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i woke up at 8:05am, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;thats like 5min after class started. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;and i was still at home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;nochoice but t miss the lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;GEMS is dumb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;but pengyu's inside! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i hope t be in the same grp as him in the next lesson,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;so charsiew wouldnt be so bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;after debate briefing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i went off t meet my classmates t look at lanterns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;on the way outta sch, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i slid down the stairs of fc5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;no, i wasnt playing slide on the steps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;dnt ask me how, dnt ask me why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;it just happened :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;-embarrassing okay!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;anyws, the lantern was great (: it was nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;took tonnes of pic (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;thurs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;longest day ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i shall not comment on thursdays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;with food supplies depleted by 1130am,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;half an hour before lunch, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;all of us were halfdead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;1-5 was naptime. hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;fullfledged lecture/tutorials,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i shall officially hate thursdays ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;training was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;did sprinting, weights and pullups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;(: SPdb! all the way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;we're gonna go all out for regatta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;24brothers (sisters included)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;1stroke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;1heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;HOOYAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;fri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;had IOC, i like my IOC lecturer (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;she's cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;stayed in sch til 2? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;went t marina sq seoul garden for class outing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;lina, angela and huiyan werent there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;but it was a good bonding session with the rest of them (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;our PT is nice! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;hahah, she seem t be able t cope well with the guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;aft the fri grp of musical ppl left,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;siew pat xuan joseph derreck jona and i stayed t continue..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;we played zhongji mima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;thanks, i lost thrice, pat lost twice and xuan lost once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i must have been uber lucky):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;anyways, after that we went t esplanade t play chinese chess =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;and then i took bus960 all the way t woodlands!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;the whole of spore looked like genting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;except its stinkier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;my cousins are so cute, so is my grandma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i love her alot alot (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;mooncake festival is nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i missed the playground near my grandma's place loads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;brings back tonnes of memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;okay, so here are your long awaited visuals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/charsiewbingo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/charsiewbingo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;playing bingo during gems (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/DSC00622.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00622.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;look what its made of.. plates, cups, saucers, WOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/DSC00612.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;pretty aint it (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/DSC00618.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00618.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i like this setting (: the waterfall is lovely!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/DSC00583.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00583.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;breathtaking isnt it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00580.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;youre makin me dizzy baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/DSC00587.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00587.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;pyramids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/DSC00607.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00607.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;coolness. the colours (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/DSC00590.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00590.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;ALLAH clan's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/DSC00592.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00592.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;ALLAH CLAN : char. pat. siew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/DSC00581.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00581.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;ALLAH branch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/DSC00582.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00582.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;we were imitating their actions. hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/DSC00636.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00636.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;derreck. pat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/DSC00648.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00648.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;siew: qian shou guan ying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/DSC00647.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00647.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: qian shou guan ying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i think im too short!! humpfh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/DSC00646.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00646.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boys: xuan. derreck. hero. joseph. pat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/DSC00631.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00631.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;zhao chai mao: pat. xuan. char. siew. hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/DSC00640.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00640.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pat acting retarded. thats a male CAMWHORE for you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/DSC00635.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00635.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;xuan and me! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/DSC00639.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00639.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;char and siew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/DSC00632.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00632.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and siew beloved!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/DSC00629.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00629.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pat acting aristotle. hero aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/DSC00627.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00627.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;the bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/DSC00630.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;two girls and the thinking men. hurrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/DSC00610.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00610.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;hero. derreck. pat. xuan. they are all fans of confucious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/DSC00585.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00585.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who! teehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/DSC00664.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00664.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PG! hahaha. no no, NC-16.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/DSC00673.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00673.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;at esplanade..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/DSC00671.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;derreck n jona playing chinese chess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/DSC00669.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00669.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;all done in esplanade (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/DSC00668.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00668.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;pretty. pity cos of the haze..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/1600/DSC00666.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/8002/1498/320/DSC00666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;hazy view (:&lt;/span&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/12279618-1994152854621253571?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/1994152854621253571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=1994152854621253571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/1994152854621253571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/1994152854621253571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/10/fermented-jelly-beans.html' title='fermented jelly beans'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-7054423360828363174</id><published>2006-10-02T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T19:21:33.738+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>jelly beans</title><content type='html'>the interaction camp was uber fun(: i loved it. hahah. not literally lovin it but it certainly is one of the best camps so far. it didnt bore me, though we were kinda lethargic. but yeah. night walks and night activity were great! (((: so cls isnt that bad like really (: HEHS. they've got crazy people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had practical today. oh man. we were the last grp again! but thats prolly cos the procedures were like 15min of shaking, 30min of rolling and another 15min of shaking. cool. grind grind grinding. oh wells. i must learn to love school. i will love to study. hehe. cannot play alr luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to look at lanterns on wed!! (: yay! and then we're gonna be going for SPmusical on sat! oh man, i so totally cannot wait. my class is a fun class. im hoping for tonnes of chalet and fun! teeheehehehehe. and i'll be a happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, my brain is actually pretty lazy right now. i dont really have much to type. so here's a song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;maybe im nt rdy fr this&lt;br /&gt;and u knw it&lt;br /&gt;maybe im too scared t tell u&lt;br /&gt;what im rly thinking&lt;br /&gt;its nt fair t stay tgther&lt;br /&gt;bcos o e regrets we might hve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dnt wnt t fall aslp alone,&lt;br /&gt;but do i wnt t wake up w u&lt;br /&gt;im only trying t b completely honest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess this is e ending&lt;br /&gt;o a beautiful mistake&lt;br /&gt;and if we bth agree tht we shldnt b&lt;br /&gt;tgther why does it&lt;br /&gt;hurt so much and i feel&lt;br /&gt;like i lost my closest friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dnt wnt t fall aslp alone,&lt;br /&gt;but do i wnt t wake up w u&lt;br /&gt;i hope ure happy, and completely lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there i am, standing on all alone&lt;br /&gt;on St. Lee Harbor bridge&lt;br /&gt;and u knw i wld jump into&lt;br /&gt;e fucking ocean&lt;br /&gt;if it mean i was truly capable&lt;br /&gt;o being satisfied&lt;br /&gt;will i ever b&lt;br /&gt;did i jst give up e best thing i ever had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dnt wnt t fall aslp alone,&lt;br /&gt;but do i wnt t wake up w u?&lt;br /&gt;i hope ure happy, and completely lonely&lt;br /&gt;dnt wnt t fall aslp alone,&lt;br /&gt;but do i wnt t wake up w u?&lt;br /&gt;im only trying t b completely honest&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/12279618-7054423360828363174?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/7054423360828363174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=7054423360828363174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/7054423360828363174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/7054423360828363174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/10/jelly-beans.html' title='jelly beans'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-115919179860203410</id><published>2006-09-25T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T21:43:18.730+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>journey</title><content type='html'>By three methods we may learn wisdom:&lt;br /&gt;First, by reflection which is noblest;&lt;br /&gt;second, by imitation, which is the easiest;&lt;br /&gt;and third, by experience, which is the bitterest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool, how true is that.. think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day of the 2nd sem tdy. it was cool. i like it. i went for the cca drive, tried to 'grab and pull' some girls, but efforst were pretty much in vain. then i left for practical! i have t say practical is fun! the lecturers are funky. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, went out wit siewling tdy. to get my slippers. and yes. i got blue colour one! it has butterfly prints on it. and its a nice blue. i like it alot (: i can wear it for training now (: i am happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DB has been a great experience for me. i dont know what else i have t say but i will definitely miss it alot if i have t leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what t blog abt actually. im kinda stoning away right now. oh wells. i shall leave the comp now and read my book! (: toodles people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-115919179860203410?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/115919179860203410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=115919179860203410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115919179860203410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115919179860203410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/09/journey.html' title='journey'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-115850578535687689</id><published>2006-09-17T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T23:11:26.850+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>hearts</title><content type='html'>hello! hahah. ive pounced upon this johari and nohari window thing (: it's pretty cool. so help me do people (: just came back from chalet. dont really feel like blogging cos my brain doesnt feel like it. alright people. fill it up! loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=charlotteee_"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;johari window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/nohari?name=charlotteee_"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;nohari window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click click! -points up and smiles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-115850578535687689?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/115850578535687689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=115850578535687689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115850578535687689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115850578535687689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/09/hearts.html' title='hearts'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-115812317513480300</id><published>2006-09-13T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T16:37:08.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>in bed and between the sheets</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#996633;"&gt;i cld stay awake jst t hear you breathing,&lt;br /&gt;watch you smile while you are sleeping,&lt;br /&gt;while youre far away and dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;i cld spend my life in this sweet surrender,&lt;br /&gt;i cld stay lost in this moment forever,&lt;br /&gt;when evry moment spent wit you is a moment i treasure,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dnt wanna close my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;i dnt wanna fall asleep,&lt;br /&gt;cause id miss you babe,&lt;br /&gt;and i dont wanna miss a thing,&lt;br /&gt;cause even when i dream of you,&lt;br /&gt;the sweetest dream wld nvr do,&lt;br /&gt;id still miss you babe,&lt;br /&gt;and i dnt wanna miss a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lying close t you,&lt;br /&gt;feeling your heart beating,&lt;br /&gt;and im wondering what youre dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;wondering if its me youre seeing,&lt;br /&gt;and then i kiss your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;and thank God we re tgther,&lt;br /&gt;i jst wanna stay with you in this moment forever, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#996633;"&gt;forever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dnt wanna miss one smile,&lt;br /&gt;i dnt wanna miss one kiss,&lt;br /&gt;i jst wanna be wit you,&lt;br /&gt;right here wit you, jst like this,&lt;br /&gt;well i jst wanna hold you close,&lt;br /&gt;and feel your heart so close t mine,&lt;br /&gt;and jst stay here in this moment,&lt;br /&gt;for all the rest of time&lt;br /&gt;yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dnt wanna close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;dnt wanna fall asleep, yeah&lt;br /&gt;i dnt wanna miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;okay, so im not feeling too well these few days. and i dont wanna miss a thing has been my all time fave song! my husband must play the guitar and sing this song. okay. better still the piano. (: but maybe not. HAHAH. anyways, my whole body's achin terribly so. i hate being sick. okay. maybe its cos i didntg et enough sleep. AND THE FACT THAT MY COUSIN GOT INTO TROUBLE WITH HER FRIEND. my phone was ringing through out the night. i couldnt take it anymore and just canceled the whole vibration thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;okay, i realised poly life is getting to me. ive got alot of naughty friends. naughtier than those in sec sch! omg. hahahha. but thats beside the point. i was in sch painting banners. yes, painting banners are fun, but getting paints out of the brushes are so not fun. and sleeping on squeaky chairs isnt nice at all. teehee. i hate squeaky chairs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;sometimes i just wish i could sleep my life away. i love t sleep (: you forget everything that bothers you when youre asleep. okay maybe not. i dreamt that i was painting the banner while asleep in the club. GOSH. what a nice dream man! :/ hahah. results are gonna be out today. i am certain that i will not do well. so i might forward a module :/ shucks. i think i'll be so depressed i'll cry and go t bed. oh wells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;actually im jst ranting here. i just need t spend time blogging. cos i realised that whatever i typed doesnt make any sense. -.- perhaps i need t go sleep summore. and i want t go out and play. but my body doesnt allow me to! my head feels like its been hit by a train! DAMN. i dont really have time t go out with my friends! theyre having prelims/promos and shits. darn. either that or im having training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;okays. im going back t sleep (: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&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/12279618-115812317513480300?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/115812317513480300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=115812317513480300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115812317513480300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115812317513480300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/09/in-bed-and-between-sheets.html' title='in bed and between the sheets'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-115773130144258428</id><published>2006-09-08T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T16:38:15.360+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>wasting my time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;i absolutely hate emails that go like this :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;case 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;pass this on to 20 ppl and you'll have good luck for the rest of your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;pass this on to 10 ppl and you'll have good luck for only half your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;pass this on to 5 ppl and you'll have good luck for a year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;pass this on to 0 ppl and youre gonna have hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;i mean, srsly, you telling me that you ppl actually believe in shits like these? GAHHS. if it is an interesting email, then prolly yeah, i'd forward it without a doubt. i suggest ppl start removing the pass on thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;case 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;im a ghost, i was brutally murdered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;so im gonna haunt you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;if youre not gonna send the email &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;that ive typed after i have died &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;to like 15 ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993300;"&gt;i will eat you up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;this is so you can help take revenge for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;spread the word of my death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;OH IM SURE, i died and somehow, i can actually get my spirit fingers up to type out a nice long email that doesnt actually make much sense.. and ask everyone else to forward it. and if you dont forward it, youre gonna get haunted by me tonight. if this happens, boy, am i gonna be a busy ghost -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;case 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;oh, now youve opened this email, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;your mom's designated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;to suffer a horrible death &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;if you aint gonna spread this curse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;send this t ten or more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;and your mom will be healed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;oh wow, so technology's so advanced now, even curses travel through emails. wtheck. so you think it is funny forwarding stuffs like these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#996633;"&gt;okay and so i just reached home. supposed t have breakfast wit my big and small cousin. BUT i couldnt reach huiqi, so i decided t push the meeting t another day. then i slept til like 2plus. went out t &lt;s&gt;town&lt;/s&gt; ORCHARD ;) for lunch movie and dinner wit kelvin. and i watched the devil wears prada! woots! teehee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#996633;"&gt;sophisticated classy. wow. all the glitz and glamour. it really shows how much brands does to a person. honestly, it's really a tough choice between work and personal rships. that is if your work is all around the glamour show. all the high end sophisticated brands that you don everyday.. wow. i think i might actually give up my family and friends for that job. but then again, maybe not (: HAHAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#996633;"&gt;a biggggg grp of us went t ECP ytd! okay. so ive been hopping over t ECP for the past few days. and the next few days. and prolly the next week. i shall know ECP like the back of my hands by the end of the hols. HURRS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#996633;"&gt;im so sleepy.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#996633;"&gt;im outta here. goodnight world &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-115773130144258428?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/115773130144258428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=115773130144258428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115773130144258428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115773130144258428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/09/wasting-my-time.html' title='wasting my time'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-115729757224136527</id><published>2006-09-03T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T16:38:48.276+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photologs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>if you could hear me scream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, being real can be the toughest thing to do, dont you think? it's tough trying to please everyone. to be able to please all those around you, you'd probably have t be an all rounder. thats something NO ONE can do. but how? its so frustrating that sometimes, we just feel like staying behind the big fat wall we've put up and continue building a wall so high that no one else can enter. not even you yourself can break out from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it is under that facade where your true feelings lie. where you stifle your screams, hide your tears and smiles, your pain and joy. youve gone through so much youve become emotionless. the only thing youre willing to display is that of fake smiles and laughters. just like youre on autopilot. you get so vexed by the situation, you automatically tune out to your emotions and put on your best smile that fools everyone else on earth, sometimes even yourself. the funny things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, and so here are some snapshots of what's been happening.. SOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;social comm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/trigger031(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/200/trigger031%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kevin/kelvin and i stalking tripleH !&lt;br /&gt;from city hall all the way to the entrance of marina sq (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/choonlong.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/200/choonlong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/choonlong.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/200/choonlong.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;my social comm's head ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;sometimes you jst need a nicer head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;RSAF open house 06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/trigger003(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/200/trigger003%283%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kristin toh !&lt;br /&gt;the only memory i have of her is prolly&lt;br /&gt;that she's supposedly&lt;br /&gt;a great great great grand senior frm sngs.&lt;br /&gt;my dad though has much more to say abt her.&lt;br /&gt;good stuffs (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/trigger005(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/200/trigger005%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgot whats this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/F16.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/200/F16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my faves!&lt;br /&gt;F16 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/Fokker%2050.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/200/Fokker%2050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my other fave ! fokker 50 (:&lt;br /&gt;now i know what happens.. stressful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/qatar.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/200/qatar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now this is optimism at its peak. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;some help they lent in qatar, middle east.&lt;br /&gt;there was one wit baskin robins,&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt take a pic of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dragons&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/trigger035(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/200/trigger035%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;road t freedom.&lt;br /&gt;that's cindy ! HURRS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/trigger034(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/200/trigger034%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while in the cab, we saw one with a dragon on its behind !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/trigger037(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/200/trigger037%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mich me pf ST jh and hj !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/legs.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/200/legs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-115729757224136527?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/115729757224136527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=115729757224136527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115729757224136527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115729757224136527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/09/if-you-could-hear-me-scream.html' title='if you could hear me scream'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-115708776783936594</id><published>2006-09-01T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T16:39:19.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>loosen up my buttons !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;i had a great week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;all the chillouts, the hangouts and the stayovers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;yes. i absolutely love all three of the above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;they make me smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;slept over at my cousin's place for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;then went for training and all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;ytd we had a chillout night! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;jiahui huijie ST mich pf and me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;we went t cityhall, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;then walked about t suntec.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;had dinner at olio!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;okay, the atmosphere was good and all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;but the food wasnt to my liking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;i liked huijie's one though! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;ah wells! hahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;there were like blue ice popsicles lightings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;ST was wondering what would actually happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;if the ice popsicles were to all fall down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;the rule of thumb goes like this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;once there is a groups of girls,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;there'd be a hell lotta bitchiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;NOT ENTIRELY (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;alot of bimbotic statements were made though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#996633;"&gt;we were laughing about NIGHT CLASSES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#996633;"&gt;9pm onwards everynight i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#996633;"&gt;two people in the class only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#996633;"&gt;ST and PF. cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;anyways, yeah, we had hagaandaz afters!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;yay! double scooped ice cream!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;yummilicious. hahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;and so we're back t square one, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;gotta cont working out alot alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;then we walked about aimlessly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;t clarke quay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;and then we had some magarita thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;it was okay luh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;i dont like alcohol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;but yeah. they had tonnes of crushed ice aiight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;so i didnt get drunk! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;okay.. the after effects of alcohol is not fun at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;redfaced, crazy laughters, uber highness, splitting headaches..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;ughhh. okay, the laughters and highness was fun. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;hehs! we kinda caught the last train home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;which was good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;i was so sleepy luh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;like frump.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;and i fell asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;once again, al the pics are in ST's hp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;oh yeah.. my new friend Mai just went back to japan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;im gonna miss her alot alot (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;shes really cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;okay, so all jap girls are really sweet and nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;honest (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;i think im going back to bed. im sleepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#996633;"&gt;HAPPY TEACHERS DAY (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-115708776783936594?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/115708776783936594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=115708776783936594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115708776783936594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115708776783936594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/09/loosen-up-my-buttons.html' title='loosen up my buttons !'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-115641353139075321</id><published>2006-08-24T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T16:39:43.143+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photologs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>you make me smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHILL OUT NIGHT BABES&lt;/strong&gt; (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i love chillouts! hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went out wit estee, peifen and dear jiahui ytd!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aft exam luh.. and i love dbgirls (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and all our random talks, nonetheless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;heee. SECRET. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anws, we went t catch the sneak of frostbite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;damn freaking scary can..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;half the time i was looking at peifen's hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahaha! poor thing, she couldnt enjoy the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyhows, we went to liquid kitchen (bukit timah) afters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its a really nice place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;t tell you the truth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ive always thought that place was some furniture shop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hehhs. pf was damn funny lah!! hahaha, keep cutting! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DRIFT~ ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh yeah, i dunno what pic! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all the pics are in estee's phone leh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyways, my friend says that the motorola thing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;youve gotta go to amk mrt and wait for the person or sth :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okays, i need to get back to studying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i shall go find pictures.. hmms..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/trigger022(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/320/trigger022%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/trigger008(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/320/trigger008%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;tpf and michelle (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/T%20P%20F.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/320/T%20P%20F.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;TPF DRIFT ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/trigger012(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/320/trigger012%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahaha. random. i&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;yellow&lt;/u&gt;slippers (:&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/12279618-115641353139075321?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/115641353139075321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=115641353139075321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115641353139075321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115641353139075321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-make-me-smile.html' title='you make me smile'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-115614313158071191</id><published>2006-08-21T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T16:06:45.033+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photologs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>in the diary of jane</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OPEN YOUR EYES, CANT YOU SEE WHAT'S INSIDE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/320/me%20char%20sam%20zhen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foursome (: smile smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/sweet%20us.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/sweet%20us.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/320/sweet%20us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this picture certainly says it all.&lt;br /&gt;HEARTS YOU!&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&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/zhen%20and%20sam.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/320/zhen%20and%20sam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECRET. guess who? ;)&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&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/billabong%20char.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/320/billabong%20char.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BILLABONG AMBASSADOR. haha.&lt;br /&gt;zhen's visor. dont you wanna BONG?&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&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/ice%20kachang%20my%20life.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/320/ice%20kachang%20my%20life.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eUu ar3 Mii iic3 KaCaN9 ! &lt;3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;there are freaking workers at my place. i feel unsafe. the thought of them being so near my bedside frightens me. -hides in a corner drawing circles. HAHAHA. honestly, i dont like workers around. though i see them almost everyday as i walk home. gahhh, they are not nice. i just stare straight ahead and walk as if theyre invisible or sth. ive always thought id see one pouncing out frm one of the dark corners yelling yodelaeheehoo or sth. eeeks! okay stop, my brains are supposed to be used for sth more important than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tpy gang went to tpy ytd!! but i overslept.. okay, so i overslept, missed out on the conference at chc, didnt manage to go tpy, cos my lazy ass didnt wanna get off the freaking comfy bed. so yeah, my sunday was spent trying to figure out forces acting on two masses and young's modulus. okay, i have to proclaim that young's modulus is shit.ULTIMATE STRESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;watch makingfiends! its silly.. &lt;a href="http://makingfiends.com"&gt;http://makingfiends.com&lt;/a&gt; clickclick!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;okay, fun time's over noww, ive gotsa go mug mip. nah, just squish all the silly information down my puny brain cells. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;'nuff said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They've come to get me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;The cloud is over my head&lt;br /&gt;My polyamorus friend&lt;br /&gt;You got me in a mess of trouble again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/12279618-115614313158071191?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/115614313158071191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=115614313158071191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115614313158071191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115614313158071191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/08/in-diary-of-jane.html' title='in the diary of jane'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-115606295211348835</id><published>2006-08-20T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T16:35:52.126+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>dont forget about us</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rev. Martin Niemöller (January 14, 1892 - March 6, 1984)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First they came for the Jews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;and I did not speak out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;because I was not a Jew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Then they came for the Communists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;and I did not speak out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;because I was not a Communist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Then they came for the trade union&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;ists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;and I did not speak out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;because I was not a trade unionist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Then they came for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;and there was no one left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;to speak out for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;[[ just some food for thought (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;found it as i was bloghopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;hehs. kinda thought provoking isnt it? ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;anyhows, am listening to the song through the rain by mariah carey. sweet(: im feeling so tired, didnt feel like studying. but i guess id have to start soon, considering im way behind everyone else in class. damn. hahah. blame it on me being such a procrastinator. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;im so gonna work damn hard next sem. hehs. i cant afford to be lazy any longer. pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;anyways, siew zhen and i went t woodlands to study ytd. studied a lil at macs and then got chased out (as usual) and then we made our way to my ah ma's place. hahah. my xiaoshu and xiaoshen came wit their kids. omg, siew and zhen were like so totally amused. hahaha! my cousins are freaking cute i tell you. i love them. and yes, we talked as much as we did our work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i love random talks. hahah. i will seriously miss siew and zhen and lina and everyone else if we ever were to part somehow. i havent been hanging out with my db ppl!! ): i miss them. hahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;ooh, i painted my nails! yes. like pink! cos thats the only colour left. DAMN. i wanna go shop shop shopping. ive been wearing oversized shirts and shorts everywhere these days. i suddenly feel like an ah ma. im getting rounder and rounder and soon, i'd start rolling to my destination. WHAHAHA. roll roll roll~ i need to stop eating. i shall now go on a diet. hahaha. [lina, stop laughing.]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;kelvin asked me about partial differentiation. gahhhhhs, now ive gotsa really get started on my work. hahah. i havent really gotten a grasp of taht whole thing. he went for some ten km new balance run today. and somehow got tricked into it. and TEN KM. hahah. im too lazy to even get past that, i wonder how can anyone manage the half army marathon thing. GOSH. i better go prac maths soon, before i seem stupid while doing maths :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;oh yes, i so dont like it when people say "hi" and then they dont say anything else. okay fine, i do that sometimes, when i forget what im trying to say. stm!! hahahaha! okokokok. stopppp, imma gonna go study study study. i love maths, it loves me too. &lt;strong&gt;MATHS IS ADORABLY HUGGABLE. I WILL EMBRACE IT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-115606295211348835?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/115606295211348835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=115606295211348835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115606295211348835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115606295211348835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/08/dont-forget-about-us.html' title='dont forget about us'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-115591262829048365</id><published>2006-08-18T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T22:56:12.490+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>please tell me everythingthat you think that i should know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;i love siewling. she's a great girl (: i dont want her thinking that way about herself cos she's in fact really loveable, she gives you hugs the times you need them most! hahah. she's not just a great girl [not a boy either] she's in fact a great friend. i love her. &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;she's my siew. without the siew, how can there be a charsiew??&lt;/span&gt; ): so my dear siew, you cannot be upset and self-deprecating aiight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit blogger's not letting me upload pics. ahwells! no visuals today! hahah. tmr. maybe tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom's gone out to buy ice cream. hahaha! i need sugar rush. SHIT i forgot to tell her to get sweets, darn. looks like ive gotta get them myself ): BAHHS. my sister is singing queer songs again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh.&lt;em&gt; &lt;s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DBgirls are going for krunk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, yayness. imma gonna be a happy girl after the exams. yeah yeah, the exams arent over yet and im so happy already. im probably gonan have to forward or sth. blahs. cannot like that. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i met up with wangzhen, siew, sam t study today. and yeah, once again i couldnt get my lazy butt rollin off my bed. i dreamt of sth stupid. i forgot what was it. i think it was some crazy assed monster chasing after me. hahaha! craziness. i think we were running around this place made of candy. like some lolli empire or sth! if only i dreamt i was dating in there or sth, i would have had a much better time enjoying picking stuffs off the candy castle. HURRS. it looked alot like charlie and the chocolate factory. HMMS. i need chocolates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, where was i? we went to the sch's lib! surprisingly it aint crowded at all. lovely. i sat next to xuan! hahaha. dont get the wrong idea. i dont LIKE him. hahaha. lina thinks im crazy over xuan! omg! noooo. i love my spongebob too much ;) hehs. anyways, imma freaking out for cppa. dammit. i dont know a single shit. and ms2126 forces part. the two masses kind. gross me out babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this girl who kinda irrinoyed me a hell lot today. i kinda hate it. but i cant bring myself to tell her to shuddup ): she's sickening. if nike dunks are too ex for you then get converse luh! ask so much. even if i said nike dunks, you wouldnt be able to afford it anyways. grrrrs. crosses fingers and hopes that even if she reads this she wouldnt realise that it's her. OMG i know she will. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;BUT I DONT REALLY CARE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [heard that? -smiles]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im being mean, blame it on stress and hormones. i dont give a damn. [siew, im not much better! hahah. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i &lt;u&gt;love&lt;/u&gt; you&lt;/strong&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/12279618-115591262829048365?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/115591262829048365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=115591262829048365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115591262829048365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115591262829048365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/08/please-tell-me-everythingthat-you.html' title='please tell me everything&lt;br&gt;that you think that i should know'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-115562378712525299</id><published>2006-08-15T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T17:29:23.226+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>shattered by broken dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;BROKEN DREAMS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as children bring their broken toys&lt;br /&gt;with tears for us to mend,&lt;br /&gt;i brought my broken dreams to God&lt;br /&gt;because he was my friend.&lt;br /&gt;but instead of leaving Him in peace&lt;br /&gt;to work alone,&lt;br /&gt;i hung around and tried to help&lt;br /&gt;with ways that were my own.&lt;br /&gt;at last i snatched them back and cried,&lt;br /&gt;"how can you be so slow?"&lt;br /&gt;"my child," he said "what could i do?&lt;br /&gt;you never let them go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--author unknown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;i read it on charissa's blog (: nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;vulnerable and insecure. dont you think that's probably the reason many people cant let go? they are so afraid to let go of their fears, to let go and let God handle it. prying your little fingers off the thing that means most to you is so difficult sometimes isnt it? or is it because youve dumped it so far behind, it's difficult for you to reach? pushing the blame onto others can be the easiest thing to do, while letting go seems to be the toughest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-115562378712525299?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/115562378712525299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=115562378712525299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115562378712525299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115562378712525299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/08/shattered-by-broken-dreams.html' title='shattered by broken dreams'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-115547661921351090</id><published>2006-08-13T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T21:43:39.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>its all happening at the wrong time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;lina told me sth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;siewling was kayaking to sister's island or sth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;for the entire time, her friend in front of her i suppose was hitting siewling;s head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;siewling just kept her mouth shut and continued kayaking all the way til the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;at the end of everything, she turned to her friend and said&lt;br /&gt;"my head very nice t hit right"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;LOL! hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;guess what her friend replied..&lt;br /&gt;"i was wondering what was it im hitting all this while!!"&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;oh the nonsense.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;im pretty worried for my apchem. my brain is tired and i dont feel like doing it anymore =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;anyways, kelvin msged me today regarding going back to hoG.. hmms (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;darrell just sent me a really nice song by youth alive. it's sweetness by jimmy eat world and they used it for the song cant live. oh my -smiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;i dont really feel like blogging bcos there's just so much on my mind i have got to think about. but i guess blogging aint the place to let them wriggle out. hence, i shall just sleep on it! hahaha. this explains why i love to sleep, so i dont have to get my puny brains fried over silly nonsense. i need to do QT now. my quality time with my one and only. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;i just read forgiving the dead man walking. its a really lovely book. shows the path to forgiveness. and the path to forgiveness really, starts from within oneself. if you can never forgive yourself, you will never fully recover from your hurts. ah wells, that's one thing many ppl can never actually do. they forgive everyone else around them but themself. now, im having doubts about myself. i need time, i need space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why arent you here when i need you so bad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt; ]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-115547661921351090?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/115547661921351090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=115547661921351090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115547661921351090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115547661921351090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-all-happening-at-wrong-time.html' title='its all happening at the wrong time'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-115513691297610677</id><published>2006-08-09T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T23:21:53.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photologs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>dont wanna wake up alone anymore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/trigger001(1).1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/200/trigger001%281%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;the yummy yellow bike i saw at the school of EEE (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/trigger005(1).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/trigger005(1).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/200/trigger005%281%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;lina! haha why is she so pink this week?&lt;br /&gt;cos her lucky colour this week is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;she blogged that she's losing her voice all bcos of CHARSIEW! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;poor thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;i went to watch fireworks ytd (: yes, fireworks make me smile! hahah. initially my class was supposed to go together, budden.. wang quan said he isnt going, then wang zheng said she isnt going and so i decided im not going alone =( but anyhows, i managed to go in the end! hahah! yay. imma happy girl now. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was spent lazing at home. not really lazing. i studied for mip and did my CRS okay.. hahah. i didnt feel like goin out of the house, therefore i didnt go collect my pay. and yes. i will go there and get it tmr or friday. i cant wait to get MONEY. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH. on my way to meet my social comm head ytd, some ah ma talked to me! HAHAHA she looked at me msging.. then she asked "ni de yan ching bu huei huai diao ah??" (your eyes wont spoil huh..) then i said no and laughed it off. after that she continued looking at me. so i decided to talk to her. i guessed she must have been feeling really bored. therefore i started a nice casual conversation. and she started to talk alot alot. heehs. cute ah mas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. i shall get back to studying mip. im such a guai person okay. study study study! go char!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-115513691297610677?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/115513691297610677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=115513691297610677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115513691297610677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115513691297610677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/08/dont-wanna-wake-up-alone-anymore.html' title='dont wanna wake up alone anymore'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-115496643943373106</id><published>2006-08-07T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T00:34:37.206+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>polyamorous</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;to you if you so happen to read my blog after ive tagged you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;i just want you to understand that nobody, not even your faith can help you if you choose to dwell in your misery and sadness. for emotions is within your control. if you dont allow yourself to let go, how do you expect others to come in and help you out. though you might pose questions that are increasingly annoying. i feel the need to actually inform you about this. im glad youve found your faith. it;s your choice to keep going. but do not, i stress, DO NOT, let any one else take control of your life. for whatever reason it is. unless they're your parents of course (just becos theyre your biologically authorised) and the other higher authorities like the govt, sch and your certain god (which is following whatever you have read in your very own holy book).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;ive read some of your entries and they are highly disturbing as youre showing signs of not being able to actually be taking lead of your life. yes, your god has his advice for you but faith only aids in bringing you up to another level. the decision on whether or not to take the leap is up to you and you alone. no one can hold your hand and guide you up there. your decision, your move. youre just being self-deprecating. youre prolly being misled. if you know that sth is wrong with you and your thinking, yet you are nt doing anything about it, its not your religion nor the people around you. it's your perception. please. change your perception, think the other way and you'll see that there's a whole lot more than just being fugly and silly squabbles. there's a whole lot more to life than these little nonsense. unless you really are that freaking ugly then you prolly have to go for some cosmetic surgery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;im sorry i sound mean or anything but i do not have the mood to be nice after reading such entries. it disgusts me to actually know that youre thinking that way. change your mindset my dear, and you'll see the happier side of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;im glad im out of this. so why do you actually think of pulling me back? your actions make me wanna laugh. what a contradiction. im fine the way i am. just like the rest of us out here. we've experienced it, we like it the way it is now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;so this entry is specially for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now id like to blog abt my weekend! (: hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;[go to weilin's blog for pics! (: ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i went out with weilin and clovie for FOP!! hahah. and shaun also. hahah i called weilin and asked her to meet then we went t shaun's place. he didnt allow us to go up to his condo though. so we stayed downstairs, with no packet drinks!! :/ i did my mip halfway and then it was time to go. we didnt manage to get the shuttle bus cos it was soooo crowded. hahah. throughout the ride to bishan, weilin and i were excitingly talking abt JClife/polylife and CCAs and yada. hahaha! then shaun was complaining &lt;em&gt;wahlau im like invisible lor.. &lt;/em&gt;hahaha! it was by accident! when we reached bishan, we suddenly got reminded that our stomachs would be brutally neglected while we're in FOP. therefore we got down to buying 500g of cheese cocktail!! and some paprika funny stuffs and 200g of picnic ham. though picnic ham was kinda plain after having tried paprika. HEHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took a train to kallang from bishan w shaun and his friend.. then weilin and i made a Uturn to city hall to wait for clovie cos it certainly beats having to walk all the way to the indoor stadium. so we took bus 16! and it was damn funny cos we were kinda stuck at the front of the bus. hahah! weilin and clovie were being so uber retardedly funny that it tickled me like feather on my little toes! hahaha! they were like screaming and yelling all the way to the stadium. oh gosh. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOP was quite alright luh. i liked the moen guy. he's good! (: it wasnt all rock but it was damn nice. he started off with give thanks. i absofreakinglutely love this song the memories it brought back.. hahah. and then after FOP, we painstakingly walked many roads away from the stadium to grab a cab. hehs, and so we cabbed back to upper thomson. the casuarina prata for prata! (duhh.) and yeah.. clovie's one crazy girl can! hahaha.and when clovie + weilin comes together, there's no telling what will happen (you'll find out later at the prata shop) hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so we reached the casuarina prata, i had to go home to get money. and clothes cos we made a very important decision of having a sleepover @ weilin's place. hehs. i walked back, got clothes, dvd, cash and then back to the prata shop. and i actually missed the entire episode of this cute child actor guy! hahah. weilin was gushing over the cute boy.. and i started to get worried thinking that she was abit bonkers. but nah.. and after a while, clovie dawned realisation upon weilin that no one was listening to her! HAHA. clovie was screaming all over the prata shop calling for the uncles! hahaha! she acted like it was her place like that. so nonsense can! then we all started laughing like bimbos. and the uncles imitated us! haha! so cute!! (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at weilin's place, we found out in the end that the guest room is used by her bro's girlfriend. and weilin's room is totally unliveable! hahah. and so the three of us lived in the living room for the night. hehs! weilin's so puny she squished into the two chairs! HAHAHA! oh gawsh. so freaking cute. we watched my sassy girl cos clovie wanted to watch it. i was super sleepy, weilin was getting super sleepy too. but we are nice people, therefore we watched it with clovie.. hehs!] but i watched halfway and i went straight into lalaland! :/ i woke up for abit cos stinking weilin stuck her toes into my hair! liek OMG!!! gross!! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day, we woke up like reallly super duper early to go to this catholic church in tpy. then we were late. so we went for the next mass. oh, before i start on that, i almost forgot. while we were on the bus to tpy, this horrible bus uncle scolded this old auntie luh. like wtheck. she didnt even press the bell late. it was cos the bell didnt ring. i cannot stand it. i wanted to give the uncle a tight slap in the face. i had this horrible bus uncle experience too the other time. and both were SBS bus drivers! it shows just how well mannered they are. fancy the "GEMS" that theyre promoting. smiles? NAH. its definitely not working on the people boarding the bus. anyhows, we went to have breakfast at macs! hotcakes!! hehe. and after we'd gobbled up our last bits, we realised we needed to shit. and we couldnt figure out what it was that we ate wrong cos we had the same food for the entire day! we werent sure if it was hotcakes, kokocrunch, hashbrown or milo! hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those two days were the best i had in a long time(: clovie weilin and i were like crapping allll the way.. i dunno how i dunno why. its just so nonsense. both of them are so bimbotic they can be paris hilton's double. oh gawsh. hahaha! like kill me. those fluffs of an airhead o.0!! hahaha! and that's why i love them too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after that i went to catch tokyo drift with level one! HAHAHA! before the movie, we went to have takopachi!!hahah. but no. only i had the uber cheesy tako pachi. zen had soya bean! cos metalmouths cant handle hard stuffs. we saw this flying saucer thing!! it was so funny! this girl was trying t wear it like a cap.. -.- and I SO LOVED THE SHOW! oh my gawsh! the badguy's car.. as in, his little man's car.. it's &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yellow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! and the show's so freaking nice and corny and sad. esp when han died! oh man!! han's goodlooking(((: i like him alot alot (: like really alot. i think im temporarily infatuated with han! HURRS. and then we wanted to drift around this guy with red pants.. but nahh. we were afraid it'd scare him off. HAHAH. oh oh!!! ho ho ho, i thought that the bad guy looks like lian robin! hahah seems like my brother looks like a famous man -smiles. and people in the 7th month ge tai thing sings really old songs.. and they dance funny.. but then again, maybe ghosts like people who dances like that.. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lina's been so superstitious for the past few days. she wore green the whole of last week and she's gonna wear pink for the whole of this week! oh man!! like goodness gracious me! =( im lazy to upload pic but yeah. she's so pink im getting nauseatic. HAHAHA! alrights. i shall go to bed. im tired. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRIFT ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-115496643943373106?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/115496643943373106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=115496643943373106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115496643943373106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115496643943373106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/08/polyamorous.html' title='polyamorous'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-115475299102291640</id><published>2006-08-05T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T12:43:11.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photologs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>seems like its been forever</title><content type='html'>i might jus forward aee. fcuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going for fop later. with clovie and prolly weilin. meeting shaun and his friend/s at bishan 430 first then going off. im like down with friggin flu and fever.. i want it to be well right now and then! ive gotta study for mip tmr. and then start on my CD. i just found out that we HAVE to hand it in. like damn. the thought of forwarding CD and wasting another six months of my life. no way man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/320/chi%20girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;cute aint she? the little tummy and all. HURR ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/320/200375290-001%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;her line is freaking nice luh. and look at her leg muscles oh my gawd. her arch and all. if only i could turn back time, i would never have given it up for nuts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/320/PHOT0053-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/PHOT0050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/320/PHOT0050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; class outing at siloso the other time. HAHAH! guoliang's skills.. all the girls but angela's not here.. o wells. its okay, below's a picture of her. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/320/trigger100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;angela acting emo with my phone! HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/trigger050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/320/trigger050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my niece! so cute right! ahaha. im gonna see her agian on monday (: sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/maybeline,%20linda,%20char,%20ellona,%20lingli,eltina..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/320/maybeline%2C%20linda%2C%20char%2C%20ellona%2C%20lingli%2Celtina..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; spot us when we were young. my paternal side at my grandma's place.&lt;br /&gt;on the sofa's maybeline, linda.&lt;br /&gt;bottom's me, ellona, lingli and eltina. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-115475299102291640?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/115475299102291640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=115475299102291640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115475299102291640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115475299102291640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/08/seems-like-its-been-forever.html' title='seems like its been forever'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-115461580769238354</id><published>2006-08-03T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T22:36:47.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so take my breath away</title><content type='html'>many of the pictures can be found in lina and siew's blog (: so go read and have a look. at least you wont miss out visually. im telling you. some people have strange dress sense. i mean, its okay if youre hot and old. if youve got a hot bod when youre like 50 years old, show it off if you must. but if you do not, PLEASE, dont ever wear skirts that short. i almost choked on my beef noodle when this lady walked past our table. her cellulites were like the size of a hippopotamus. i dont wanna be mean but yah. have a look at siew's blog. her skirt was like up her ass. i certainly hope the people of our generation will not grow up to be like some fat old ah lian aunty. gross me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the library to study aee with lina today. and yes, we have been sacrificing lectures and tutorials to make way for some very important mugging schedules. hahah. the library in jurong is so nice!! (: i like the environment there. its so much better than the one at toa payoh, right shaun and weilin? HAHAH. and woodlands. i dont really like woodlands' lib. =( and yeahh.. there was this man sitting behind lina, and he was farting all the way!! like OMG!! i wonder what he ate.. beans?? :/ oh boy. it was uber amusing. i thought it was my nanas all along!!! after a while i realised i made a huge mistake.. and we started to giggle like bimbos! oh gosh!! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, we have made plans for the next three weeks to actually get our asses down to studying real hard for our upcoming examinations. there came a topic on why do guys top the class even though the play so hard. and we came to a conclusion that guys play really hard in class, but they do pay some attn. and then they go home and mug real hard. while girls study in sch and then go out to play or sleep. [at least thats what i do. if not id be at training..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im gonna get a fever soon. im sick. like getting a flu and fever and i feel like dying. my body's screwed up can. oh man. i shall stop wallowing in my misery and start feeling happy. though i seriously hope nothing spoils my day tmr. i shall go rest early now. oh yes, i'll be going for some bangkok trip too! coolio! hahah. i cant wait for an overseas trip with the dragongirls! hehs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-115461580769238354?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/115461580769238354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=115461580769238354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115461580769238354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115461580769238354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/08/so-take-my-breath-away.html' title='so take my breath away'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-115409824735656008</id><published>2006-07-28T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T22:50:47.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you wanna play?lets play.</title><content type='html'>im telling you to stop bothering the ones im concerned about okay? if you couldnt be bothered about me in the first place i wonder why should you even be concerned about what;s happening in my life right now. so SCRAM. your way of thinking is just so immature and childish. honestly, i wonder how do people even let themselves be under your influence. please, get your facts right, you dont even know the actual situation. i do not have the need to prove anything to anyone. if youre unhappy and have any enquiries, ask me straight in the face man. youve got my number, youve got my email. dont go around making trouble for my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT IN YOUR FACE MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, school life is getting more and more interesting each day, i love my class so much, we have lotsa nonsense going on and all. i love dragonboat too. we are HOOYAH-ish!! hehs. though im so sleepy. i stayed up to complete my mip formal report last night! finished everything at about 430am went to bed and woke up at 6am for sch! what a day. we had briefing at serangoon cc and sometimes people can really get so annoying. i couldnt help it if i sounded as if i was really pissed. seriously, it's the not enough sleep thing. but REALLY, if youre gonna continue being so annoying, i will slap you one day. HAHA. and i think you know who you are. my beautiful eyes are getting tired now. i shall retire to bed earlier today. goodnight world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GAME ON.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-115409824735656008?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/115409824735656008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=115409824735656008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115409824735656008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115409824735656008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-wanna-playlets-play.html' title='you wanna play?&lt;br&gt;lets play.'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-115349563489869283</id><published>2006-07-21T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T23:27:15.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cest la viest</title><content type='html'>i had trainings everyday for the past week! ohmygawd. like i feel so strong now. hahah. we did tons of gym. i did running.. a few pool rowing. and pushups! aww i HATE pushups. and running. and yeah. hahah. sea rowing tmr though! hahah! i love searowing! :) -smiles this extremely wide smile. michelle and i went to the swimming pool on thurs to swim and then tan!! :) yayness. and peifen abandoned us luh.. cheat our feelings. sickening girl. hahah!! but nvm, we shall swim everyweek! hahah! soon we;ll be like peifen's sunnyboy, or golden monkeys :/ hehs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went for the debrief today aft my CPPA quiz. like goodness. they made us stay in the room for such a friggin long time. i was getting impatient for training. hahah. but for the points, i stayed. they kept pushing for feedback. and initially no body wanted to give. but after a while, they started to warm up to it and kept asking questions. how annoying. though i guess its not any one;s fault. i was just in a rush to get outta the room thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and darrell the cow has just taught me a new bad word! it's called huidin. in german it's bitch. i feel abit smarter. okay. i think this paragraph shld be rated PG. kids, get your parents to sit beside you now.. but nah. im learning not to use bad words. i will stick to shit and freaking. hahaha! though friggin-do (german) funcuolo (italian) for the infamous four letter word that forms friendly understanding caring and kind. have i just widened your knowledge and vocab by just this little bit of information? HURRS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he just told me that in SAJC, students are suspended if theyre found blogging abt their teachers. oh goodness! the freedom of expression. hmms. maybe they shld start using code names. but if theyre stating the facts, why hide it? unless its slander and stuffs luh.. we discussed abt politics in class and around.. all the huidin-ing from girls AND boys. hahah. both genders do gossip alot. though im sure boys gossip more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the great zoro claims that 4+2=10. somebody please tell him that its so wrong. he doesnt know how to count can.. too many fingers already. hahaha! and i didnt wake you up like super damn early. i just woke you up normally.. ithought id be late for sch!! hahahh!! but nah. SO THANK ME FOR MAKING YOU A GOOD BOY TODAY. hahaha! your lecturer shld gimme some credits for it. extra cca points or cip hours for waking you up :) i wouldnt mind. i learnt how to clear blackhead and "spores" from zoro. hahah. all the nonsense you see and hear on the train..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i left my poor phone in the club on thursday! and now im living my life without a phone. cos it's with my dearest peifen!! :( hahah. i took it out left it on the chair. and tada. i left the club without my phone :/ how absentminded. i shall collect it from her tmr during training :) hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. lemme rant abt CPPA. i so totally didnt know how to do a single shit. firstly, ive never listened in class, secondly, ive been sleeping away.. i wonder how am i gonna pass the quiz. i cant stand the teacher. he really annoys me to the core. im not being biased against the way he speaks for that cant be helped. i just cant stand it cos he doesnt actually make lessons interesting for ppl to keep focussed. question 7 was a killer man. so are the mcqs. i randomly picked those that sounded good and soothing to the ears for mcq. while 6,8 and 9 were pretty much alright, 7 was one where almost all of us got stuck. im just glad i had a watch today. it really kept my working time in check. i skipped 7b and moved on. only after i finisehd the rest of the paper, i conted 7b. IT WAS WORTH 9MARKS! :( AWW. i bet they did it on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im s sleepy. i shall sleep early now. goodnight world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-115349563489869283?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/115349563489869283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=115349563489869283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115349563489869283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115349563489869283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/07/cest-la-viest.html' title='cest la viest'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-115286638274098811</id><published>2006-07-14T16:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T22:32:56.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>at the top of my lungs,</title><content type='html'>poly fifties is finally over! hahah! i HATE running (: yes, i certainly do hate running. longyi (dragon one) got first!! (((: dragonball got 6th and long-er (dragon two) got eleventh or twelfth, i think.. and two teams from CLS got into top 5! yay!! (((: CLS is cool okay. not nerdy at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qiqi and the rest of you girls, if youre reading this i just want yall to know that TODAY'S CD IS THE LAST LESSON! hahaha! you guys are so gonna cry. like you guys specially ponned CD just to have lunch at pizza hut.. the irony hahah. i knoww... youre gonna be so sour now. -giggles like a silly monkey. no luh. seriously, yall shld have followed yuqin. she's such a good girl like me. we shld all be nerdy&amp;geeky. comon yall!! join my geeky&amp;amp;nerdy gang! though it only has angela and me. but yeah. it's exclusively for cool and hot nerds and geeks aiight ;) so join. open invitation okay! hahah. qiqi! dont tou yun leh [dont get giddy] hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. i was reading colin and kero's blog. they're freaking sweet, hahah. for CRS, we had our critically sound minds agreeing with the fact that we would allow our partners to be bisexuals. HAHAHA. oh man. like totally. we would. so long as our husbands are not like that. for boyfriends, it's alright. hahah. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had cadc debate comm meeting today. i was annoyed at the fact that they had actually made me go all the way down to school when i was having a break from school just to attend the annual general meeting. firstly, i was there without a shirt. my comm head had said that he would get a shirt for me, and then i didnt get any. secondly, they said that there'd be cca points even if i attended as an audience [cos i didnt get the shirt]. so i made my way down to the sch which is like freaking far from my place. stayed in the theatre for like less than an hour just to hear people shouting their names and admin numbers. before finding sth to waste my time away while waiting for dragonboat. what a great comm. and then they tell me that i might not actually be getting my cca points. so sue me man. am i not telling the truth? besides, i honestly dont see the point in going for meetings when it isnt at all gonna make any progress with meaningless discussions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so do not annoy me when i did not get enough sleep the night before, when i had a bad day and when ive just gotten my thing. i will so totally not keep my temper in check at all. i am not at all sorry about what ive said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to thomson plaza just now with my sis to get waterproof film for xuelin. cos she fell down and scraped her thighs and elbows. like all for limbs. poor dear. she couldnt wash it cos it was too painful. can you imagine the abrasions?? WICKED! she fell down during poly50s. and others fell on top of her :/ hahah. oh man. she's really good. i mean, she just continued running! (((: what a great spirit. i love her alot alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.. before everything, lina and i were at foodcourt 5 watching ppl play soccer(: guess who we saw?? our one and only patrick mohammed yip! hahah. yknw why? lina noticed his astroboy hair. and then we stopped to see. and yes, it certainly was him. hahah. so cool! so we sat down and watched him play while we had our yummilicious-looking chocolate cakes. lina had a chocolate cake while i had a chocolate roll! yes. note that it;s yummilicious looking, and not yummicilious. trust me. too much butter. theyre trying to cheat you of your money man! no chocolatey taste, what horrible people. hahah. i ate a lil bit and decided to do away with that sickening swissroll ): it tasted really bad trust me. i didnt like it one bit. eeeeyuuuuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i heard frm laiting she isnt going to chc anymore either. and cheegeok's left hoGc. hahah. seems like we're all kinda not going to church one by one. its not the God that is the problem, not the religion. its more of the way we've been handled. how our lives had been taken over. boy im glad i dont have to face such stuffs again.anyhows, there's dragon boat tmr! searowing! yay! im uber excited. hahah there's a competition coming up. my itchy butt cant waitttttt. cool. im lovin my cca, im lovin my class. i love my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-115286638274098811?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/115286638274098811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=115286638274098811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115286638274098811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115286638274098811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/07/at-top-of-my-lungs.html' title='at the top of my lungs,'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-115262678558745727</id><published>2006-07-11T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T22:06:25.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>running as fast as i can</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;there's poly50s tmr!! sheeshkebabs im so excited i cant sit still. HAHAHA. i shall sleep early today and be happy tmr. hahaha. oh man. anyhows, i must really say that ive had a uber fun time in school today despite having conflicts over cip days :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;school on tuesdays as usual is as boring as ever. however, the people in the class are a funky lot! hehs. the CPPA tcher is certainly getting on my ever-irritable nerves. he's so annoying and he continuously suppose he has a sexy voice. like oh my gawd. his pronunciation is difficult to comprehend, whats more, he is unable to make lessons interesting. you'll naturally figure that out after the first few lessons of noticing his failed attempts at trying to crack jokes. somehow his eyes are always on our class and never on '05 :/ when we try to sleep, he'll wake us up. and when the whole row of '05s at the back are like dozing off, he doesnt notice a shit! or maybe he chooses not to care. the injustice of it all. how annoying. we resort to sitting at side of the rooms in an attempt to camouflage with the walls. hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;anyways, there was MS2126. this engineering math thing. we learnt forces today! and however much i hated physics in sec sch, i loved the topic on moments. [basically cos it was the easiest :P] ANYHOWS, it was quite fun luh during math. our teacher is good. she's like one of the few teachers that really makes you try to understand mathematics, though maths itself is naturally incomprehensible. but yeah. we were pulling lanyards, hanging pens and paper clips. and QIQI and i were SNIFFING PENS. oh my gosh. hahaha. yes. we actually sniffed the pens. shucks, we didnt take pictures of it!! it was so nonsense!! you kinda stick the pen horizontally across that space between your upper lip and your nose.. and then you gotsa like breathe in reallllly deep. and TADA! your pen sorta manages to stay there! COOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;and then we've got AEE lesson and make up lesson. AEE in the morning was okay but the afternoon one was UBER embarrassing. i tell you, my face turned red as tomato. oh my gosh. my ears were like HOT. he asked abt the frequency of the transformer thing.. yknw the step up step down funny stuffs. the convo went sth like that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;mr kong "so charlotte, what's the period?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;me "2.5 x 10^-4"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"so how did you work that out?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;"use the frequncy cos period and stuffs like that"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"so can you tell us the frequency at this other resistor?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;"errr.. i dunnoo.. but the qns only asked for the other side!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"you dunno??"-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;gives a funny face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;-class starts sniggering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;"I REALLY DUNNO!! you mean its the same??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;-class bursts into laughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;-so does mr kong :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"so cute"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;SO CUTE! like oh my gawd. *faints. cute is like the wrongest word to ever use in this context. i certainly have a love-hate relationship with my class now. hahaha. save me from the embarrassment. oh gosh.. qiqi my GREAT crappy partner was laughing her sickening annoying irritating butt off can. everytime she looked at me she laughed a little. what a great friend. AND patrick's laughter for once became so annoyingly loud!! even the tutor was amused at patty's laughter. his laughter was like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt; like literally :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;and guess what. i was on my way home with qiqi [see how many times ive mentioned your name? :/] , i realised that i had a meeting at 5 can! and i took a bus all the way back. SO EMBARRASSING!! :( hahah! and our jersey's neat! i like LONG-ER's jersey! it's yellow!!! hehehe. i like my team. i love my team jersey! YAYNESS. okay man. i need to sleep soon! (((: and im drinking tons of water. (: yes i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-115262678558745727?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/115262678558745727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=115262678558745727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115262678558745727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115262678558745727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/07/running-as-fast-as-i-can.html' title='running as fast as i can'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-115211835814352697</id><published>2006-07-06T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T00:52:38.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the reason is you</title><content type='html'>came back frm training. went fr CADCs AGM. fantastic. i went there and now im not sure if im gonna get my cca points :/ the world is great :( anyways. had poly50s training afters. i was DYING. we just kept running and running and running. no, it wasnt 200m. it was 400m. hahah. yeah yeah. try running and stopping and running and stopping and runn..... yeah. you get the idea. and during the second last set, the coach was like do skipping instead. so we skipped! hahah. skipping was fun. (((: so much better than running :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. im so sleepy and cindy messaged me. she was like "hey.. are you home? e path home is quite dark and eerie" so funny! (((: its my home. dont worry. and we were listening to nice songs on the way home! yay. i was happy and smelly. HAHAH. after she left, i wasstuck with my freaking smelly self. then there were like these two old ladies who came to sit beside me. [of all places :/ ] they were holding their noses the way we did when we go into the DB club. AHHHH. i got so paranoid! hahaha! how silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad bought this really black and funny glasses thing. his friend said it's to improve their vision. yknw, when youre old, your bodily functions tend to be limited and stuffs. so your eyesight kinda deteriorate together with the rest of your joints and stuffs. no, my dad is still healthily walking and running around, playing soccer once in a while. and yeah. they've got whatever sightedness, therefore wearing that black funny glasses makes their eye muscle work better or sth? im not too sure. but its kinda like it. yeah.. he says its better than glasses with degree. yeah, both of us thought it was crap in the beginning, like how can anyone have their eyesight improved with black glasses+lotsa holes? it wasnt effective for me though. but since my dad likes it, who cares man! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boys in my class love to battle can. like how great man. -hides face- hahah. they wrestle can! not the arm wrestling but really real kind. im being seriously serious about it here. and yeah.. oh man.. so cute lahh. the girls just sit down and stare. not ogle mind you. but stare with eyes wide opened. as in literally. even my puny eyes turn into fishballs. oh gosh. AHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright people. im going to sleep. goodnight world (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-115211835814352697?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/115211835814352697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=115211835814352697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115211835814352697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115211835814352697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/07/reason-is-you.html' title='the reason is you'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-115207861403207913</id><published>2006-07-05T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T13:53:36.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our smiles are genuine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;there she goes&lt;br /&gt;there she goes agn&lt;br /&gt;she calls my&lt;br /&gt;name&lt;br /&gt;pulls my train&lt;br /&gt;no one else cld heal my pain&lt;br /&gt;and i just cnt&lt;br /&gt;contain&lt;br /&gt;this feelin tht remains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;ive got no school today! (((: yay! i bet youre jealous! yes yes yes. i feel good nanananananah~ hehs. okay. its reasonable fer me t be like that okay, it's not everyday we end sch early, whats more, have no school at all! YES. hahaha! okays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;ive got traing laters.. poly fifties. :/ and i hereby declare that running is not fun! :( -looks around for emily. HAHAHA. oh gosh. i wonder how could anyone like to run. im not trying t imply that ppl who love to run are strange okay.. its just my personal opinion. I HATE RUNNING :( hahah. oh wells..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;oh, there's the unity reunion on friday!! yayness. i miss all of you guys truckloads! awww. like finally we get to meet up again. where's the 4U teeshirt man! -smiles like an angel. hahaha. where's my bestie! where's my girlfriend! where's everybody else. all our nonsense of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;i think people shldnt discriminate. like please, keep your opinions to yourself. esp when it comes to religion. youre supposed to be preaching freaking peace man. why are you trying to widen the gap between other people. what's wrong with the world man. no wonder they say the end is near when all wage war over the clash of religions. look at this, the terrorist bombing and stuffs, the fight between christians and nonchristians in indo. nonsense. people with doubles standards. i hate people like that. yeah, and you tell others that its normal for ppl to sin, as long as you repent. im sure you do that alright. after shedding tears while bowing down for worship, you all go out there to hurt the feelings of others and all, you all go out there to show that it is alright to lie. multisplit personality disorder is it? so your religion teaches you that lying under any circumstance is alright i suppose? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;i dont really have the right to have a say in this matter since i havent been going to church and stuffs. but i do know that the bible does say to love others as you love yourself and that lying is no way to get around your life. im not saying that God is wrong or there isnt such a thing/person as God. but the interpretation and the views of the speaker might be his/her own. the faith is yours. your choice whether to believe it all or check it out yourself. your interpretation, my perception, your views and my opinions. reading between the lines, just like literature, there isnt any right or wrong. so why let this be a barrier between people of different religion? i guess the only thing dan brown had right in the book the da vinci code was that the winners rewrite the history. [read it, though its fiction, dont let it get to you though.] the irony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;seems like race isnt a problem anymore is it? :) oh wells. im sorry man. i didnt mean to offend anyone. but yeah. ive had my piece// im glad my class doesnt have people like that. our smiles are genuine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-115207861403207913?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/115207861403207913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=115207861403207913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115207861403207913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115207861403207913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/07/our-smiles-are-genuine.html' title='our smiles are genuine'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-115182317776160151</id><published>2006-07-02T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T14:52:57.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and im so unprepared</title><content type='html'>grrs. i so totally dont know how to do the formal report. so kill me for having procrastinator as my middle name. darn. and now im feeling the effects of it. (how ironic, here i am blogging! cool. :/ ) oh wells. i just listened to empty apartment by yellowcard. it's really nice. ive loved it since eons (: though its really sad. here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;its okay t be angry and nvr let go&lt;br /&gt;it only gets harder e more tht you knw&lt;br /&gt;when you get lonely if no ones ard&lt;br /&gt;you knw tht ill catch you whn youre falling down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we came tgt but you left alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;and i knw how it feels t walk out on your own&lt;br /&gt;maybe someday i will see you agn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and youll look me in my eye&lt;br /&gt;and call me your friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. im a sucker for songs like these. HEHS. anyways. i had kinda like a really bad day ytd. but i had an ice cream in the evening. so it kinda made everything slightly better. oh wells. i cant stand it. why are some people so irresponsible for their lives? they never ever think about the consequences of their actions. yeah, so what if youre like enjoying your life now. not studying, smoking and drinking your own freaking life away. so you think youre gonna enjoy life this way like ten years down the road? with no certs no nothing. no way man. life in this society is &lt;strong&gt;so practical&lt;/strong&gt;. there's no way youre gonna be able to survive out there without a cert dear girl. i cant take it. whatever happened to that uber goodie two shoes we knew. the real you came through when you were playing the electronical piano when you were over at my place the other night. bring it back man. im certain you dont wanna be like you know who. it was a real 180 deg change in the way of life man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT I SOUND LIKE A MOTHER. this sucks! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so down. dammit. i need to do my work. i shall be good. i shall go off now. however much i dont feel like it ): OH WELLS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-115182317776160151?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/115182317776160151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=115182317776160151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115182317776160151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115182317776160151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/07/and-im-so-unprepared.html' title='and im so unprepared'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-115159232586057213</id><published>2006-06-29T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T22:45:25.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so here's what youre tellin me</title><content type='html'>CHAR SIEW GANG only has two people in it. HAHAHA. dang we're good. -grins the silly grin. and i changed my tagbrd to a cbox! thanks to my dearest honeydew. (: im going out with my sweet cousin tmr. like actually going out to shop! OH MY GAWD. i cant stand it, i havent been out for the whole of GSS to shop. okay man.. t tell you the truth, my brains are failing me. theyre prolly getting overfried or sth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i saw two really cute little girls today. oh gosh, they melted my heart! HAHAHA. yes.. very cute. i love kids alot alot. BUT i cant stand screeching kids. oh gosh. please, they are like the most annoying brats. prolly spoilt rotten by their parents man. how could anyone live with kids squealing like that all the time. if i ever had kids next time, i'd make damn sure that they never get annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehs, i realised i really love having long bus rides. as in, when i have all the time in the world that is. and when i get to sit down for the entire journey, duh.. it's one other place where you can sit down and stone or sleep. just reflect on your life. i used to love going to ECP.. sit on the stones and stone. dont you think its just the best thing to do (when youve got all the time in the world)? yes. i think so too. just sit down and let the breeze do their job. feel the wind in your hair, brushing against your face and all. i so absolutely love this feeling. OKAY FINE. i think im weird. HAHAHA. but i really really like it.. or even walking on the empty streets in the dead of the night. but those are only when im like totally down and out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sleepy. i shall turn in soon. goodnight world -waves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-115159232586057213?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/115159232586057213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=115159232586057213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115159232586057213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115159232586057213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-heres-what-youre-tellin-me.html' title='so here&apos;s what youre tellin me'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-115138890154126165</id><published>2006-06-27T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T14:16:47.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you and me</title><content type='html'>ooh.. im stuck in school til 3! and it's like one hour fifteen min away til then.. the teacher doesnt wanna let the ms2126 students off ): oh wells. which means an hour less to study for apchem :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, yingxuan called me just now but im not free today ): OH MAN.. no dates for today. how sad.. and i miss her. blahh. nvm. soon. soon and winnie, yingxuan, marian and everyone of us can meet up again! teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dear siewling is trying get attn from me.. cos im not giving her the attn she wants. AWWWWW.. so sad RIGHT SIEW LING? ;) SHE KEEPS TYPING NONSENSE ON MY KEYBOARD. when she's supposed to be studying for the CEM test later on. fantastic girl. oh yeah.. we had a crazy day today can.. hahah!!! lina, siew ling and i poked qiqi.. and suddenly all of us started to have crazy laughing fits! hahahah!! and the guys sitting behind thought we were too stressed.. TRUST ME, we're not.. too bored in class man. the boredom was supressing the fun in us. HEHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways since im here. i shall blog about being insecure. I SO TOTALLY CANNOT STAND PEOPLE LIKE THAT. as in, sure, everyone has their insecurties.. but some people just get overboard. it scares people you know, when your insecurities turn into jealousy. it's freaky. freakazoids of the world unite! oh wells. i shant talk about it. it's just ruining my mood for the day. ive gotta save my energy for studying(((: hurrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got bags from mango!! gahhhs. like three of them. one fr my grandma, one for my mom, one to share with my sis. coolness. and yeah.. i had clothes too luh.. but those are pretty normal kind.. oh wells. ooh. i miss the crazy times i had in the past week!! hehs. all the hectic hustle and bustle, the stress and the nonsense. teehee. bikinis, HESHAPS and guarding the doors. HAHAHAHA!! oh man.. ooh.. you know what's a heshap?? yes, level six very smart luh. heshaps. hurhur. it's a her/him/it.. some transvestite. like you wouldnt know how to callthem since they are neither here nor there. so you call them heshaps. (he, she, apa?) yeahhh.. get the idea? HEHS. yes. naughtiness in the stores and fitting rooms. one bangkeng (room in hokkien) coming up! oh gawd. you get abs from laughing so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVENT HAD THE ICE CREAM IVE BEEN CRAVING FOR IN EONS! oh man.. i cant believe it. hahah! and i loved the weather ytd.. like so totally loved it.. i just sat outside and let the breeze do their job. so nice. grrrrs. they're all studying and im getting bored. i shall go home and take a nap before studying apchem. i had soya bean drink today, not mocha! so id be able to sleep soundly dont worry people. haha! ehs, and the green apple plus grape drink in foodcourt 2 is so different from the one in foodcourt one.. :/ the green apple isnt green. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a song. i shall go find it.. hahah. I CANT WAIT TO GET HOME MAN. im so bored. and actually im kinda worried for tmr cos i cant get my half eqn right.. i need to prac that alot alot alot.. oh wells. and im still thinking of a song.. there. a nice one. -smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;all of the things that i want t say&lt;br /&gt;jst arent coming out right&lt;br /&gt;im tripping on words, you gt my head spinning&lt;br /&gt;i dnt knw where t go frm here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause its you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;with nothing t do, nothing t prove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and its you and me and all of the people and&lt;br /&gt;i dnt knw why i cnt keep my eyes off of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-115138890154126165?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/115138890154126165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=115138890154126165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115138890154126165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115138890154126165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/06/you-and-me.html' title='you and me'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-115133764853253695</id><published>2006-06-26T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T00:00:48.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>country road</title><content type='html'>i was being the most irritating sister on earth today! HAHAHA!! my poor sister. oh wells. i know she loves me from the deepest and the bottomest of her little heart ;) -giggles like a jellybean. and I LOST MY POOR HANDPHONE POUCH.. im so sad.. oh.. now i realise why im feel so dead today.. i lost my pouch and broke my hairclip ): NOW IM DEPRESSED. awwwww... rahhs. what a horrible day :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. i ended work ytd! and i made alot alot of friends.. though we didnt really manage to exchange contacts but oh wells! (((: coolness. hmms.. so people can get pretty annoying at times.. i think its the way they manage their lives. as in. this isnt like personal attack or anything but like i was so annoyed and all.. how responsible can some people get man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. i think im like rather irritable today.. COS NOT ENOUGH SLEEP!! and i was hungry.. ohhhh.. terrible terrible day. i shall stop being so terrible now and be UNterrible (((: grrrs. yknw why.. i couldnt get to sleep just now cos i think it was the mocha this afternoon.. i had no choice since my brain didnt wanna work and do anything else but to irritate my dear sister. HEHS. anyhows, i sat outside for a loooooooong time today.. cos it was quite windy (((: and it didnt rain!! yay! hahaha! or maybe it hadnt been raining for several days already but ive been inside the shop for like practically the entire day, so youve gotta pardon me for stuffs like that aiight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS, now that im back on track, ive got like APChem and AE&amp;E quizzes this week :/ fantastic. i havent gotten my half eqns right yet.. i shall do them tmr.. and my AE&amp;amp;E is like a dying subj.. capacitors. i havent done the tutorials.. but shld be fine luh right?? hmms.. I CAN DO IT! teehee. eh!! i like complain queen like that.. HAHAHAH. oh wells. whatever luh. i shall go off noww.. my fingers are tired :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-115133764853253695?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/115133764853253695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=115133764853253695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115133764853253695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115133764853253695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/06/country-road.html' title='country road'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-115095235167941990</id><published>2006-06-22T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T12:59:11.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loves</title><content type='html'>late at night when all the world is sleeping&lt;br /&gt;i stay up and think of you&lt;br /&gt;and i wish on a star that somewhere you are&lt;br /&gt;thinking of me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause im dreaming of you tonight&lt;br /&gt;till tomorrow ill be holding you tight&lt;br /&gt;and theres nowhere in the world id rather be&lt;br /&gt;than here in my room dreaming about you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder if you ever see me&lt;br /&gt;and i wonder if you know im there&lt;br /&gt;if you looked in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;would you see whats inside&lt;br /&gt;would you even care? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;okay.. im supposed to be doing MIP and AE&amp;E now.. oh wells. ive done my MIP gonna send it in soon, then AE&amp;amp;E and formal report. oh man. hahah. so little time :/ i dont wanna do anything.. oh wells. i shall be good and continue my work. gonna go mango afters! (((: im WORKING. hehs. okay then see you around dear friends.. teehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-115095235167941990?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/115095235167941990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=115095235167941990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115095235167941990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115095235167941990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/06/loves.html' title='loves'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-115017269273870824</id><published>2006-06-13T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T12:24:52.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet misery</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;this poisons my intoxication&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i broke the needle off in my skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;picked the scabs and picked the bleeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and assume that it was all in vain&lt;br /&gt;a positive scab thats never healing&lt;br /&gt;calloused hit me in the face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a burning bridge thats so misleading&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poisons more potent now with the flame&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-115017269273870824?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/115017269273870824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=115017269273870824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115017269273870824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/115017269273870824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/06/sweet-misery.html' title='sweet misery'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-114994023403337168</id><published>2006-06-10T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T19:50:34.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drunk off your kiss</title><content type='html'>hello all you people out there.. i bet youre allll either slacking your butts off or workin real hard. i had a fun filled elearning week. cool. i was kinda like rushing everything to be done cos i had CLS chalet on thurs and fri and then CADC bbq on fri night. the chalet was alright lah. the best part was part of the class got together throughout the night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we just kinda like talked alot alot.. got high and low and up and down and yada yada yada. all the nonsense funny stories, the ghost stories abt the sch that this snr told us abt.. hahah! we walked alll over pasir ris just to get eaten by starving mozzies. ewww. my legs were half dead. and did you know, you shld say ah-mee-toh-foo whenever you kill an insect. sth like the reincarnation thing.. hahah. COOL. hahaha! i was DEAD tired can after the chalet.. we sorta sneaked out cos we didnt wanna touch their crazy games. DIRTY STINKY AND GROSS. trust me. YUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afters, i went for the CADC bbq! whahaha. I MISSED MY DEAR QYAN. yes.. i know, you miss me too right. hehehe! we shld just walk around the whole of ECP! (((: and so the food were cooked by some of the seniors and year ones and then they had lotsa satays. hehs! ohhh, yiyang bought me nice ice cream! hahah. yes yes. and you guys shld tell stories about the GREEN PING PONG BALL when youre bored. that is like the best story ever can. hurr. everything was fun except for my poor brains, they were tired and sleepy. oh oh, and i watched XMEN before that! woah, the credits was like UBER long, i waited and waited and waited just to watch a 5 second clip of a lady saying "charles?!". but im glad i watched it. andice man's cool, pyro's hot, wolverine's wild. teehee. OH WELLS. hahaha. anyways, im going for subcomm camp already (: yayness.arent you happy for me people? -giggles like an elephant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh, and i went sea rowing today! we reached kallang at 730 and then made our way to the river side. i had SO much fun rowing (((: yippiee. hahahah! but the splinters were icky. ): it's itchy can. like i can still feel the after effects of it.. oh wells, but its fun. really. except that the water isnt really people friendly :/ hehs. we were darn stinky aiight. and my butt hurts real bad. as in, i only feel my poor butt achin after i woke up from my pretty nap just now. OH MAN. and only my right butt hurts, it think its the kicking thing. now i feel uneven. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, when shrek estee and i were making our way back, we decided to take toward marina bay to get more seats you geddit? and we were telling ghost stories, cos estee suddenly said "oooh, it's so crowded.." WHEN NOBODY WAS THERE. but is it true that in 2003, this girl walked into marina bay and said it was crowded when the train was empty? oh wells.. freaky. anyways, stupid estee and her big EYE scared the hell outta my poor soul when she turned around and pulled her freaking eyelids. i screamed can. cos i thought she was like rubbing her eyes or sth, then i turned around and there was her STUPID face. rahhs!! HOW EMBARRASSING, oh man, the couple opposite was about to burst into laughter due to my silliness can. and shrek was laughing all the way to yishun can. what a great friend. :/ arghhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay people, i'm going off now.yes i know you'll miss me alot ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-114994023403337168?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/114994023403337168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=114994023403337168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114994023403337168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114994023403337168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/06/drunk-off-your-kiss.html' title='drunk off your kiss'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-114940099717890395</id><published>2006-06-04T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T14:03:17.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>amaze me</title><content type='html'>i went back to SN on thursday with melissa. wow. it certainly hasnt changed much. hehs. BUDGET ;) teehee. but the smart thing they did with the PM board is that instead of sticking the pictures up, they printed everyone's faces onto a large piece of paper. hence no more falling pictures (: hahah. okay.. i didnt know that there was dance on that day. until i saw my little dancers (: AWWW. yes lynn and deb and everyone else, you guys are still little dancers. i think dance is kinda shrinking in terms of height.. honestly. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH... i miss my eunice, small char, lydia, inez, jiahui, huwen, kitty, caryn, lei, boon, clovie and zhuoer and everyone else. okay lah.. the teachers are quite alright what..you guys made me worried for nuts! (((: hahah. i will be back soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt go for the AGM thing on friday! HENCE, I MISSED THE CHANCE OF MEETING UP WITH CHARISSA AND YIEN!! ))): awww. silly charissa.. didnt tell me!!! but i left school early lah.. i left at 4!! hahah. i was soooo sleepy can. hahah. lemme blog about my bus journey home! qiqi xueyi and i left huiyan all alone at the bus stop when we boarded 74. qiqi was all crazy and nonsense as usual. but after she got down.. all the high-ness went off. so i fell asleep while xueyi daydreamed all the way to amk central. see. this shows how tired we are. last day of school can.. and we were like one of the last to leave school.. all due to character development. and no, people, i am not saying that character development lessons are redundant or anything. honest. i mean, it helps us with developing SPCORE values in us. like seriously, we need all the help we can get to be helpful and responsible people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh.. and ive got really nice people as classmates.. honest. i am really glad i have them as classmates (: hahah. okay. imma gonna go take a nice long nap now. oh, i know.. i slept for like more than twelve hours the day before.. came back from training to nap summore.. and then im having long naps again.. i even started thinking if sleeping too much can kill. :/oh whatever. imma gonna go sleep! toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-114940099717890395?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/114940099717890395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=114940099717890395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114940099717890395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114940099717890395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/06/amaze-me.html' title='amaze me'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-114909583148807112</id><published>2006-05-31T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T01:17:11.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a whole lotta history</title><content type='html'>i cnt talk, ive got e wrong way&lt;br /&gt;looking up whats falling dwn, yeah&lt;br /&gt;i cnt talk ive gone back e wrong way&lt;br /&gt;what is e use in what i say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hear myself complain so i can do it agn&lt;br /&gt;do it agn&lt;br /&gt;i give myself e blame so i get back up agn&lt;br /&gt;get out of e rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, i miss you, so tell me&lt;br /&gt;is she rly that beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;each time shes kissed you, tell me&lt;br /&gt;is it that rly that good fr you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does she love you like i nvr cld?&lt;br /&gt;hold you tender tell you everythings good?&lt;br /&gt;wld she hurt you? cos i nvr cld&lt;br /&gt;does she hold your body tight all night baby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im talking bout a whole lotta history&lt;br /&gt;i cnt find a way t show wht you mean t me&lt;br /&gt;ive fallen all ard whn you miss me&lt;br /&gt;i dnt knw wht t do so tell me baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello, did you call me?&lt;br /&gt;i thot it didnt matter that youre gone&lt;br /&gt;and i knw, end of story&lt;br /&gt;now theres nth but a shadow whr my heart shone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im damnd if i do and im damnd and if i dnt&lt;br /&gt;but you cost me so much love, yeah&lt;br /&gt;so finally i jst decided t go&lt;br /&gt;i knw ive had enough, so tell me that youre nt alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im talking bout a whole lotta history&lt;br /&gt;i cnt find a way t show wht you mean t me&lt;br /&gt;ive fallen all ard whn you miss me&lt;br /&gt;i dnt knw wht t do so tell me baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it keeps me spinning&lt;br /&gt;and controls wht happens t monday, t monday&lt;br /&gt;and it might sound crazy&lt;br /&gt;but your voice still leaves me all funky, all funky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-114909583148807112?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/114909583148807112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=114909583148807112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114909583148807112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114909583148807112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/05/whole-lotta-history.html' title='a whole lotta history'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-114879865383544615</id><published>2006-05-28T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T14:44:13.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my friend is crazy</title><content type='html'>qiqi is my classmate. she looks like just another girl on the streets to you but NO.. she so isnt just another girl. she's A CRAZY GIRL. hahah. she makes me giggle my socks off. what a great friend to be with. but she can be sucha distraction at times, i feel like she should just not look at me. everytime she makes eye contacta t me, i start giggling like a bimbo. what silliness. i tell you, everyone shld try being friends with her, you wouldnt be able to take it. i get abs from laughing at her nonsense!! -giggles like an elephant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/DSC01203[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/320/DSC01203%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and mervy's so gu niang! jasmine was telling us about his hair getting this spot check thing in school. with his loooong hair, he couldnt have escaped the eyes of the spot checkers. somehow he managed to escape. why? cos they thought he was a girl! let's find a nice picture of mervyn and his beautiful long locks (((: and so the guy on the extreme left in black and long hair is our dear mervyn who has the body of a girl! PLEASE. hahah. he says he wants to go around school seducing boys. fantastic. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, ive got loads of assignments and projects coming up. while there;s a time to study there's a time for play. im working at mango durin the hols for the GSS (((: yes ppl , come and find me, entertain me as i work. hahah. loads of stuffs comingup, there's the CLS chalet, CADC BBQ, CADC sub comm camp etc etc. what a fun filled vacation. i must study alot alot during this period of time too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MAN, i just recieved information from sources that it's the holidays for sec sch students ))): im gonna have to go to school on my own for the whole of next week. fantastic. which means id have to wake up fifteen min earlier.. and sleep fifteen min earlier. awww ))): i want to watch a movie. over the hedge prolly? it seems like such a cute movie! coolio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im such a good girl im not going out today because i want to study. yes all you people, praise me, flood me with compliments! imma good girl. HAHAHA. okay luh. its cos i have no choice. ive gotta do well okay.. hahah. aiights ppl, i shall leave you with a nice song... i know you'lllove it cos i like it too (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[ &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;watching e candle flicker out&lt;br /&gt;in e evening glow&lt;br /&gt;i cant let go&lt;br /&gt;when will e night be over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt mean t fall in love with you&lt;br /&gt;and baby theres a name&lt;br /&gt;for what you put me thru&lt;br /&gt;it isnt love, its robbery&lt;br /&gt;im sleeping with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;e &lt;s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ghost&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; &lt;u&gt;and&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-114879865383544615?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/114879865383544615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=114879865383544615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114879865383544615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114879865383544615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-friend-is-crazy.html' title='my friend is crazy'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-114848561312911612</id><published>2006-05-24T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T23:46:53.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loves!</title><content type='html'>im soooo sleepy. im sleepy. okay. lemme go find a nice pic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/30032006111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/320/30032006111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my great yaoguai cousin acting retarded! hahaha!! silly jackson. so sickening lorh. whole day bully me. what a fantastic cousin. we were having a sleepover at my ah peh's house. so fun okay.. we had hip hop jelly and ice popsicles!! (((: yummilicious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/26022006(027).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/320/26022006%28027%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my very cute small cousin [maternal side] so cute right.. i think she's gonna grow up to be a very pretty girl. (((: and she's so sweet at times. sometimes act shy only.. hahah. i LOVE her! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/trigger049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/320/trigger049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and these are my classmates. lets see. there's angela, lottie, siewling, linaaaa. how exciting. hahah. we are sitting partners! we sit in class together (: hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty. im gonna work in mango. i will. this is so exciting! i miss working in mango! (((: aiight. i shall go off to sleep now. loves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-114848561312911612?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/114848561312911612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=114848561312911612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114848561312911612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114848561312911612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/05/loves.html' title='loves!'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-114770934114410577</id><published>2006-05-15T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T00:09:01.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my gawd. weilin's art is like freaking amazing. please. maybe it's easy but to me. its like AWESOME. craziness!! hahahah! i miss you weilin!!! ahhhh. must must must go stayover at your place soon aiight!! i know you miss me too (: your drawings on your shoes and paper have convinced me that i shld keep the beautiful spongebob christmas card which has your name signed on it.. I MIGHT EARN ALOT ALOT IF I SELL IT IN FUTURE LEH! (((: loves you alot alot!!! ;) takkaire yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-114770934114410577?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/114770934114410577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=114770934114410577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114770934114410577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114770934114410577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/05/oh-my-gawd.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-114744033323019002</id><published>2006-05-12T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T21:25:33.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goong // tao qi wang zi</title><content type='html'>i finished watching the tao qi wang zi show!! so nice lahhh.. all because of dear qingyan and johnnie. hahah. the AI XIN cd (: so cute!!! i think rainie yang and that guy are like sooooouber cute tgt. anyhows, im currently hooked onto GOONG. [yes weilin, if youre reading this.. goong] my classmates lah!!! cos weve got 3 hr breaks every mon and stuffs like that. hence we'd visit T3 or the library to watch YOUTUBE whahaha. soooo cute!! im only at episode 5!! gasps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. i had so much fun for the past week or so.. yayness. had dragonboat and stuffs. then poly 50s training. oooh.. I &lt;s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; RUNNING [hahahaha!! reverse psychology yknw] and there's DB outing tmr (((: oooh i cant wait! teehee. we had games ytd! played captain's ball, volley ball, soccer and badminton. HEHS. uber fun. though we didnt go to the pool. i hope to have pool rowing every training!! so nice and fantabulous! aft training ytd, sat tgt with the DB girls and talked alot alot. hehs. i kinda like our group small. it's so much better and easier to click.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so after DB, aikchun[ issit?] sanEE johnjohn mark chungheng! and i went out for dinner at clementi!! cos there;s like a pasar malam thing there. ramly burgers are yummilicious. trust me. and i had the cha ye dan! [tea leaves egg or sth. that realllllly black and nice egg] and ice popsicles!! ooh!!! i LURVE ice popsicles. but they were selling it at like a whole dollar when you can actually get ten of them for a dollar from the mama shops. how nonsense. it's like daylight robbery! but nobody complains so yeah. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANT WAIT FOR TMR! and there's this MOS thing on the 30th of may. and this redrain concert around that time. so come ask me about these two events (: &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/trigger023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/320/trigger023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QINGYAN!! where are you?? lets go out next sat aiight? (((: after your NDP stuffs. LOVES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-114744033323019002?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/114744033323019002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=114744033323019002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114744033323019002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114744033323019002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/05/goong-tao-qi-wang-zi.html' title='goong // tao qi wang zi'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-114652421799258381</id><published>2006-05-02T06:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T06:56:58.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OLE! OLE OLE OLE! OoooooooLE! OLE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-114652421799258381?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/114652421799258381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=114652421799258381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114652421799258381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114652421799258381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/05/ole-ole-ole-ole-oooooooole-ole.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-114640863582812491</id><published>2006-04-30T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T00:10:38.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screams on the inside.</title><content type='html'>im so bored :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a song.. so nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;dont want to wake up alone anymore&lt;br /&gt;still believing youll walk through my door&lt;br /&gt;all i need is to know its for sure&lt;br /&gt;then ill give all the love in the world&lt;/span&gt; ]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad's ill. it's really bad..&lt;br /&gt;cos my dad and i are kinda like the same.&lt;br /&gt;we rarely get ill and once we're down,&lt;br /&gt;we get hit REAL bad.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey winnie, marian and all my yellow cheerleaders.&lt;br /&gt;im SO SORRY. i really coudnt make it for sports day.. ):&lt;br /&gt;i really wanted so much to go down to support you guys&lt;br /&gt;but i couldnt. oh dear. and no worries!&lt;br /&gt;yellow will definitely get back on track.&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER. yellow daisies are strong.&lt;br /&gt;giallo dice funcolo! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ran like alot alot alot of rounds!!&lt;br /&gt;for dragonboat training on thurs.&lt;br /&gt;the seniors ran 12 rounds!&lt;br /&gt;and i ran like 9..&lt;br /&gt;i havent been running for eons!&lt;br /&gt;since last napha. :/&lt;br /&gt;my ankle started hurting real bad&lt;br /&gt;by the 6th round or so..&lt;br /&gt;initially thought it was cos i didnt warm up properly..&lt;br /&gt;hahah. i had difficulties just walking..&lt;br /&gt;and shrek carried me frm sports complex to foodcourt 5.&lt;br /&gt;SO STRONG (((:&lt;br /&gt;i aspire to be like her! wah. so fit. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU SEE THIS SHREK?&lt;br /&gt;i bet youre smiling. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to see my sinseh&lt;br /&gt;she said my old sprains didnt heal properly..&lt;br /&gt;DAMN PAIN.&lt;br /&gt;they are crazy ppl.&lt;br /&gt;SO STRONG!!&lt;br /&gt;they turn turn crack crack.&lt;br /&gt;and they dont really care if youre hurting..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt; so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, CADC DEBATE event was a success.&lt;br /&gt;yknw why? cos CADC mah.. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;so nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;so fun right, i told you guys that&lt;br /&gt;debate event was gonna be the best. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;AND ultra yummilicious too(((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant seem to get my pictures uploaded though.&lt;br /&gt;blogger doesnt like me ): HEHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, amk has got opposition parties moving in (:&lt;br /&gt;how exciting.&lt;br /&gt;nice to have sth interesting happening here once in a while&lt;br /&gt;but i hope for PAP to continue with amk.&lt;br /&gt;hahah. PAP is so much better. i think lah..&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. THE PICTURES REALLY DONT LIKE ME.&lt;br /&gt;hahah, they dont wanna show themselves.&lt;br /&gt;RAHHHHHHHS.&lt;br /&gt;OH WELLS. i shall leave it as that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-114640863582812491?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/114640863582812491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=114640863582812491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114640863582812491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114640863582812491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/04/screams-on-inside.html' title='screams on the inside.'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-114597649454314792</id><published>2006-04-25T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T22:48:14.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>look at me in my eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hate physics &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you reading this? understand what i mean by the above? i dont understand physics. i wonder how can ANYONE love physics. it seems so easy to the world but me ): now im feeling left out.. rahh. i hate physics. i still hate physics. no matter how hard i try to love it, i cant. electricity is horrible. i dont understand. BUT I WILL MAKE SURE I UNDERSTAND. i shall jst keep stoning at the notes.. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes marian, we MUST go out soon. im getting so caught up with sch work.. im like drained by the end of the day! even though it's actually so slack.. oh man. jimmo! i havent linked you yet. i shall do so soon. and you have a NICE blogname.. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PATRICK AND JONATHAN are horrible ppl. and i still think my chinese sounds normal.. it's improved so much!! and oh.. i kind of embarrassed myself today.&lt;br /&gt;cool-ramlyGEEK: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hey char, what's your number?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;cool-yoghurtGEEK:&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; 0621...&lt;/span&gt; [admin number]&lt;br /&gt;lyGEEK: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;no no! your register number!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yoGEEK: &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;huh! dowan later yall sabo me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyGEEK: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;wont lah.. say leh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yoGEEK: &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;dowan!! later yall shout "9!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yoGEEK: &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;GASPS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fantastic... HOW RETARDED! ): oh my goodness. teehee. nvm. in life must have things like these happening. otherwise life would be so dull!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went for dragonboat ytd. first training. i almost died. even though it was suppose dto be so easy.. we lifted weights [without the weights, ie. just the bar only HEHS] then sit ups, pushups and stuffs. sheeshkebabs. i dont know how to do a single pushup! :P but it was fun lah. my arms are aching today. still aching.. teehee. im gonna train so well and become so fit! (((: im happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had cadc debate comm meeting today. damn funny. chungheng and john are like the clowns of the comm. -.- anyways. weve planned lotsa yummilicious games! yall must come okay! attend the event yar!! (((: THIS FRIDAY FIVETHIRTY PM. MEET AT THE CLUB. dont be late yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so tired. lemme find another nice song.. i love this one. i think im strange. i like sad/melting songs. OH WELLS. (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;and i dont want the world to see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;cos i dont think that theyd understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;when everythings meant to be broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;i just want you to know who i am&lt;/span&gt; ]]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-114597649454314792?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/114597649454314792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=114597649454314792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114597649454314792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114597649454314792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/04/look-at-me-in-my-eye.html' title='look at me in my eye'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-114580744587318327</id><published>2006-04-23T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T00:04:48.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALMOST</title><content type='html'>HELLO ALL YOU PPL OUT THERE.&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW YOURE MISSING ALOT ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;that's why youre here reading mahh..&lt;br /&gt;if not come here and stone?&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. WHERE'S MY GRANDSON QINGXIANG!!&lt;br /&gt;you havent talked to me for eons! (((:&lt;br /&gt;missed you loads.&lt;br /&gt;are you back in spore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to join wushu.&lt;br /&gt;yes. SUDDENLY want to join.&lt;br /&gt;craziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and john yan and i went to mark's house to play ytd!&lt;br /&gt;not just mahjong lorh.&lt;br /&gt;we watcehd dvd, played street fighter!! (((:&lt;br /&gt;and uhhh.. wentt o the playground&lt;br /&gt;and played with water in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;horrible johnnie. i must take revenge.&lt;br /&gt;my poor clothes became so wet!!&lt;br /&gt;luh. he splashed alot alot of water at me!!&lt;br /&gt;hahah. nextt ime must push him into the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we ate alot alot..&lt;br /&gt;mark's parents are so nice!!&lt;br /&gt;they got alot alot of food!!&lt;br /&gt;curry chicken. the nice nice chicken with sauce.&lt;br /&gt;vege!! the one that i like.. that crunchy crunchy one..&lt;br /&gt;then egg!! the nice nice fried one and the other omelette thing..&lt;br /&gt;and there are different kinds of rice.&lt;br /&gt;so buffet like that. YUMMILICIOUS (((:&lt;br /&gt;we eat until full leh!! (((: wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i like! (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to watch dvd!&lt;br /&gt;the God of Cookery. so funny!! i like!!&lt;br /&gt;so cute lorh.. i like stephen chow!&lt;br /&gt;all his shows so cute (((:&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know the ugly girl was so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;and the whole story is so nice (((: so stupid also.&lt;br /&gt;aiyah. must watch lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had famous duck rice and yummy ice cream! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;so nice hor. i bet you wanna eat too..&lt;br /&gt;the ice cream was uber yummy.&lt;br /&gt;i loveLOVELURVEEE my cookies and cream and vanilla best!&lt;br /&gt;then chocolate!! then coffee!! then the korean funny thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah. MARK'S BROTHER VERY CUTE!! (((: so cute!!&lt;br /&gt;i like!! hahaha. i want to exchange! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;so funny. okay lahh. actually i prefer my sister.&lt;br /&gt;can heart to heart talk alot alot (((:&lt;br /&gt;MEI MEI!! I LOVE YOU OKAY ;)&lt;br /&gt;teehee. i know you always come to my blog&lt;br /&gt;and read one lorh.&lt;br /&gt;you just dont tag only..&lt;br /&gt;SO SICKENING RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mark's house is uber nice..&lt;br /&gt;i like the living room and dining room the best!!&lt;br /&gt;look so oriental!! so nice lorh..&lt;br /&gt;his mom got good taste!&lt;br /&gt;hahah. and it's an upstairs downstairs house (((:&lt;br /&gt;so fun!! hahaha. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;the basement is abit warm though.. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh. okok. ive got dragonboat training tmr!! (((:&lt;br /&gt;MUSCLEMANIA!! teehee. i will be muscle woman. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;PATRICK'S A YOLY GEEK. hahaha. so nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;yknw why.. cos im a cool yoghurt geek and he's a cool ramly geek.&lt;br /&gt;how lame.. hahah. so lame i cant walk! teehee.&lt;br /&gt;alrights. im sleepy. and nope. im LAZY to find a pic today (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[ &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt; i almost had you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;but i guess that doesnt cut it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;almost had you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;and i didnt even know it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;you kept me guessin and now im destined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;to spend my time missing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;i almost wish you wouldve loved me too&lt;/span&gt; ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-114580744587318327?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/114580744587318327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=114580744587318327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114580744587318327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114580744587318327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/04/almost.html' title='ALMOST'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-114537607499824989</id><published>2006-04-18T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T00:01:15.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screaming infidelities</title><content type='html'>i am unhappy. and so be it.&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna be unhappy or anything.&lt;br /&gt;dont you dare put me down&lt;br /&gt;when you dont know a single thing about me.&lt;br /&gt;blahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is a fantabulous day.&lt;br /&gt;just that something happened.&lt;br /&gt;and then i became upset.&lt;br /&gt;and the day didnt seem&lt;br /&gt;as great as it was earlier already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, forget it.&lt;br /&gt;i shall blog.&lt;br /&gt;we went for CADC fo roundup&lt;br /&gt;on saturday (:&lt;br /&gt;i was late by abit ;P&lt;br /&gt;then we watched reincarnation!&lt;br /&gt;it's craziness.&lt;br /&gt;what a twist in the story man.&lt;br /&gt;afters, we played pool&lt;br /&gt;and off we headed to marina bay.&lt;br /&gt;we had steamboat! (((:&lt;br /&gt;how yummilicious.&lt;br /&gt;took so many photos&lt;br /&gt;and alot of nonsenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive put up photos by the way.&lt;br /&gt;i stole them frm weicong.&lt;br /&gt;i hope he doesnt takes them away.&lt;br /&gt;cos i didnt upload them to my imagestation.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows. i had cadc meeting today!&lt;br /&gt;coolio. so fun. i had a lot of laughs&lt;br /&gt;[TRUST ME. ALOT]&lt;br /&gt;with johnnie and chungcheng and johnnie's classmate,&lt;br /&gt;you'll just keep laughing.&lt;br /&gt;so nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;johnnie so zi high lorh.&lt;br /&gt;PRESIDENT AND VICEPRESIDENTS&lt;br /&gt;im sure.. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, DONT WORRY PPL,&lt;br /&gt;our event will be UBER FUN.&lt;br /&gt;youre gonna love it dears (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had my first tutorial and lecture today.&lt;br /&gt;we realised it was PHYSICS.&lt;br /&gt;not abit applied electricity and electronics.&lt;br /&gt;i threw away my V=IR&lt;br /&gt;and potential differences a long time ago! :/&lt;br /&gt;fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;i kinda forgot everything.&lt;br /&gt;and we are supposed to memorise&lt;br /&gt;all the giga mega nano pico deci centi... ETC&lt;br /&gt;i am beginning to wonder how&lt;br /&gt;my puny brains are gonna get&lt;br /&gt;overloaded with information like these.&lt;br /&gt;my physics is like sai. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. anyways. im beginning to like 1A06!&lt;br /&gt;not like but LOVE it (:&lt;br /&gt;we are the funky geeks.&lt;br /&gt;we love geeks.&lt;br /&gt;we had a mini class outing!&lt;br /&gt;it was so last minute.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. but FUN! (:&lt;br /&gt;we went to acsi for ramly burger!&lt;br /&gt;and i met daniel and augustine[my sister] there (:&lt;br /&gt;how cool is that.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, angela asked us to acsi for makan!&lt;br /&gt;in the end, siewling samantha qiqi patrick max and i&lt;br /&gt;were the ones happily indulging in the yummy ramly!!&lt;br /&gt;and yummy yoghurt!! (((:&lt;br /&gt;I LIKE. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;and we talked alot of nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;and max has this pda thing..&lt;br /&gt;SO FUN. i like to draw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im telling you.&lt;br /&gt;ive got so many things to do&lt;br /&gt;every single day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;i know youre envious (:&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;lemme find a roundup picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/4d4d6192[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/320/4d4d6192%5B1%5D.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/12279618-114537607499824989?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/114537607499824989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=114537607499824989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114537607499824989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114537607499824989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/04/screaming-infidelities.html' title='screaming infidelities'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-114493904893740539</id><published>2006-04-13T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T22:46:14.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>into a grey sky morning</title><content type='html'>IM HALF DYING FOR SCHOOL TO START.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehs. honestly.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get my butt outta my house and do sth fun.&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait t go out with winnie and wendy tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. i am bored.&lt;br /&gt;i think i kinda overslept today.&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL SO ALIVE.&lt;br /&gt;not really. im just stoning.&lt;br /&gt;I AM A STONER.&lt;br /&gt;whahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i love to stone.&lt;br /&gt;stone stone stone.&lt;br /&gt;pebbles pebbles rocks.&lt;br /&gt;teeheehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's have some rhyme.&lt;br /&gt;to make this seem fine.&lt;br /&gt;im need a dime.&lt;br /&gt;so let me dine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so im sleepy now.. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i shall stop stoning.&lt;br /&gt;i shall go watch tv or sth//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/320/PICT0087%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EAGLE ROCKS ALOT ALOT. cadc camp was fun.&lt;br /&gt;i miss it alot alot now. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;esp YANYAN and all the nonsense ppl like mark and johnjohn!&lt;br /&gt;plus the gl and ga(s)&lt;br /&gt;weicong eileen huiwen shaokai (((:&lt;br /&gt;yayness. FO roundup on sat.&lt;br /&gt;I CANNOT WAIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeahh. i was suddenly reminded abt ytd..&lt;br /&gt;hahah. flag day was fun lah..&lt;br /&gt;SLACKERS UNION.&lt;br /&gt;we thought 1A05 would be like some slacker class.&lt;br /&gt;turned out 1A06  was the one slacking.&lt;br /&gt;HEHS.&lt;br /&gt;they had like a MOUNTAIN of coins.&lt;br /&gt;us, not even ten bucks kind.&lt;br /&gt;not abit fantastic..&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, melissa and i went out wit mark and johnjohn!&lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to buy a bag..&lt;br /&gt;instead, we wenta watch a movie at shaw towers!&lt;br /&gt;the theatre's like totally empty..&lt;br /&gt;SHOCKING..&lt;br /&gt;hahah. we watched fragile luh.&lt;br /&gt;not abit NC16..&lt;br /&gt;eff words here and there. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;and there's a charlotte in the movie!!&lt;br /&gt;how disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;i thought char was the young girl..&lt;br /&gt;she turned out to be this psycho nurse&lt;br /&gt;with an obsession for her patients!&lt;br /&gt;GREAT. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights. i shall stop here. nights world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-114493904893740539?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/114493904893740539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=114493904893740539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114493904893740539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114493904893740539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/04/into-grey-sky-morning.html' title='into a grey sky morning'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-114476893429369828</id><published>2006-04-11T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T23:22:14.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>show me the money</title><content type='html'>im bored. my class is 1A06. it's got nice ppl in it (:&lt;br /&gt;i hope to know more about my class&lt;br /&gt;because im gonna be with my classmates for about a year or so.&lt;br /&gt;we will be going for flag day tmr.&lt;br /&gt;so i hope we can have loadsa fun and enjoy ourselves (:&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, ours is at raffles place!&lt;br /&gt;how uber fun is that! (((:&lt;br /&gt;we'd be meeting at 9am.&lt;br /&gt;while the resta re meeting at 7 and stuffs (:&lt;br /&gt;fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna have our roundup stuffs this saturday.&lt;br /&gt;in all yay-ness. i hope lotsa ppl go..&lt;br /&gt;cos im like damn bored.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah. i wanna go out and play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. my time table looks good to me.&lt;br /&gt;teehee. it starts at 8am everyday&lt;br /&gt;except for thurs or sth. which starts at 9am.&lt;br /&gt;we end at 4sth5 for a few days&lt;br /&gt;as fr other days, it's around lunch time.&lt;br /&gt;fantabulous.&lt;br /&gt;im loving it alot ((:&lt;br /&gt;teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. i went out with QINGYAN, JOHN AND MARK&lt;s&gt;LEE&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday. after our FOP. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;we wenta play pool! yippie(((:&lt;br /&gt;at jurong. cos we thought it'd actually be 4plus..&lt;br /&gt;it turned out that after 5,it's 6plus. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;and then we went kbox-ing!!&lt;br /&gt;i never knew kbox-ing could be so fun.&lt;br /&gt;cos everytime i go, it's kinda boring.&lt;br /&gt;it was like craziness ytd lah!!&lt;br /&gt;all of us went bonkers!&lt;br /&gt;john and mark made friends with the waiter.&lt;br /&gt;so cute lah!!&lt;br /&gt;and QINGYAN'S CAM LOVES ME.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt help it.. really.. HEHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays. let's post nice pictures.&lt;br /&gt;WHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/FILE0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/320/FILE0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/FILE0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/320/FILE0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/FILE0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/320/FILE0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/FILE0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/320/FILE0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/FILE0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/320/FILE0007.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/12279618-114476893429369828?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/114476893429369828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=114476893429369828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114476893429369828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114476893429369828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/04/show-me-money.html' title='show me the money'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-114433958482703774</id><published>2006-04-06T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T00:06:24.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>st john's island</title><content type='html'>i went a-camping (((:&lt;br /&gt;to st john's island.&lt;br /&gt;no, to all you ppl out there wondering,&lt;br /&gt;nope, i didnt see anything eerie.&lt;br /&gt;besides ppl who scare you&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of the night..&lt;br /&gt;HEHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are HUGE insects&lt;br /&gt;that fly around over there!!&lt;br /&gt;i think its cos they dont&lt;br /&gt;suffer frm malnutrition..&lt;br /&gt;they have all the other&lt;br /&gt;puny but juicy insects there.&lt;br /&gt;ewwwww &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;like giants i tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we slept just a little bit over there.&lt;br /&gt;our days were&lt;br /&gt;frm like 8am to 5am or more!&lt;br /&gt;everybody say "COOLIO"&lt;br /&gt;hahah. i was dying luh.&lt;br /&gt;anyhows. i slept the whole day away&lt;br /&gt;when i reached home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see what we did.&lt;br /&gt;get into grps,&lt;br /&gt;sang songs, played games [alot alot alot]&lt;br /&gt;we stayed in the mph alot alot..&lt;br /&gt;like really alot.&lt;br /&gt;ghostly night walk&lt;br /&gt;with lotsa quests to fulfil.&lt;br /&gt;and finally supper!&lt;br /&gt;we slept at 5am (:&lt;br /&gt;HEHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, it was raining on both days.&lt;br /&gt;hence all our outdoor activities&lt;br /&gt;had to be cancelled or pushed back..&lt;br /&gt;thats why we had no choice&lt;br /&gt;but t stay indoors throughout the day ):&lt;br /&gt;OH WELLS.&lt;br /&gt;we managed to get&lt;br /&gt;our wet games and telematch (((:&lt;br /&gt;altogether now, "AWESOME!" :D&lt;br /&gt;and our campfire..&lt;br /&gt;it was uber hot.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, like a jacuzzi.. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;then we searched for our SAs!&lt;br /&gt;and had some makeshift clubbing&lt;br /&gt;for the rest of the night/day hehs.&lt;br /&gt;like i havent danced for eons.&lt;br /&gt;but it was all craziness!&lt;br /&gt;everyone was so HIGH!&lt;br /&gt;due to lack of sleep i suppose..&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;but it was damn fun!&lt;br /&gt;i shld propose for no sleep camps! (((:&lt;br /&gt;teehee.&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah. i have to complain ah.&lt;br /&gt;three bullies in my grp lah.&lt;br /&gt;they kept saying that&lt;br /&gt;my chinese wasnt good enough.&lt;br /&gt;BLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHO I MET ON MY WAY BACK HOME?&lt;br /&gt;NOELDICKSON ONGAH!&lt;br /&gt;(((:&lt;br /&gt;havent seen him for eons lah!&lt;br /&gt;and he's supposed to pass a msg to ying.&lt;br /&gt;even though i was like half dead..&lt;br /&gt;so many of them in innova&lt;br /&gt;and none stayed in CJC!&lt;br /&gt;hahah. so cute right..&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i typed like alot.&lt;br /&gt;i think i need to stop.&lt;br /&gt;im not done with&lt;br /&gt;getting the pics onto the comp yet ):&lt;br /&gt;i shall just find a random pic (:&lt;br /&gt;so cute right, she's my cousin (((:&lt;br /&gt;SAY IT WITH ME NOW "SWEET" teehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/320/26022006%28027%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-114433958482703774?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/114433958482703774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=114433958482703774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114433958482703774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114433958482703774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/04/st-johns-island.html' title='st john&apos;s island'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-114373149015236745</id><published>2006-03-30T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T23:11:30.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our youth is fleeting</title><content type='html'>rahhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;what can i say.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot help it but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;i still miss hoG.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;i must stop.&lt;br /&gt;its becoming a hindrance to me..&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousins are nice people.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry, they are &lt;u&gt;generally&lt;/u&gt; nice.&lt;br /&gt;note the word underlined.&lt;br /&gt;stupid jackson.&lt;br /&gt;im so gonna blackmail him or sth.&lt;br /&gt;his stupid face is all over my image folder.&lt;br /&gt;how annoying.&lt;br /&gt;how SICKENING.&lt;br /&gt;rahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, loads have happened over the past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;little by little, breakthroughs here and there.&lt;br /&gt;seemingly small and insignificant.&lt;br /&gt;but those make a whole lot of difference&lt;br /&gt;to the decisions i make.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the times i used to be discipled alot alot.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the times i used to be so busy with everything in church.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the times i used to be almost late, having to cab down to church.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the times i used to have with ying.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the times i used to have with pam, lynette, charleston, ivan, leonard, jianming...&lt;br /&gt;i miss the times i used to look at pastors,&lt;br /&gt;aspiring to be just like them, run with them, towards the heart of God.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the times i used to run over to play with rinnah.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the times i used to knock at pastor's office to greet them.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the times i used to sing with ying for worship team.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the times i used to share with the many many others in church.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the times i used to call ying in the middle of the night to cry.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the times i used to share with elaine, zhuoer, clovie.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the north south east west and central of church.&lt;br /&gt;i miss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont you think it's time to stop? it's time (:&lt;br /&gt;it's useless missing people so much&lt;br /&gt;when you cant turn back time..&lt;br /&gt;i dont regret anything (:&lt;br /&gt;it's been so long!&lt;br /&gt;ive gotta move on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-114373149015236745?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/114373149015236745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=114373149015236745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114373149015236745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114373149015236745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/03/our-youth-is-fleeting.html' title='our youth is fleeting'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-114361500807794250</id><published>2006-03-29T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T14:50:08.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let me run</title><content type='html'>this is the first &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;(thing i remember)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now its the last &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;(thing left on my mind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;afraid of the dark &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;(do you hear me whisper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;an empty heart &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;(replaced with paranoia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where do we go&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; (lifes temporary)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we're gone &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;(like new years resolutions)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is this hard &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;(do you recognize me) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know im wrong &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;(but i cant help believing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;im so lost&lt;br /&gt;im barely here&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could explain myself&lt;br /&gt;but words escape me&lt;br /&gt;its too late&lt;br /&gt;to save me&lt;br /&gt;youre too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;re&lt;/em&gt; &lt;s&gt;too&lt;/s&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;late&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;youre cold with disappointment&lt;br /&gt;while im drowning in the next room&lt;br /&gt;the last contagious victim of this plague between us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im &lt;u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;sick&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;with&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; apprehension&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im crippled from exhaustion&lt;br /&gt;and i dread the moment when you finally come to kill me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the first &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;(thing i remember)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now its the last&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; (thing left on my mind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;afraid of the dark&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; (do you hear me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;whisper)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an empty heart &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;(replaced with paranoia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where do we go&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; (lifes temporary)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we're gone &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;(like new years resolutions)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is this hard &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;(do you recognize me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know im wrong &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;(but a cant help believing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-114361500807794250?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/114361500807794250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=114361500807794250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114361500807794250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114361500807794250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/03/let-me-run_29.html' title='let me run'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-114317954138282613</id><published>2006-03-24T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T13:52:21.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hip hop jelly</title><content type='html'>i had a great meeting with my cgl ytd. hahah. the irony. oh wells. talked abt some stuffs though we were abit pressed for time. i still miss the time i had with yingster though, it's jst very different luh. whatever it is. it's time to move on huh. no one actually stays stagnant. and everything happens for a reason. the decisions made today will affect the course of tmr. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna buy clothes later. i am happy (: im going to sign up for camps (: how fun fun fun. and then my mom's bringing me out to buy clothes. like lotsa clothes. okay. so i am happy. i'm delirious! (((: teehee. i seriously cant wait fr school to start. I CANNOT WAIT TO START STUDYING. oh my goodness. i cant believe that jst came outta my mouth. :/ sheeshkebabs. but seriously. this is what boredom does to you. rahhhs. i must start going out or i'd really go mad doing nth but sleep. i slept the whole day away luh. haiyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is. i am a happy kid. and i'm thirsty. i'm blogging for the sake of blogging.. i am so bored ive resorted to blogging as a therapeutic cure to my poor soul. hehs. RETAIL THERAPY. honestly. i dont understand why ppl can feel so sad abt going to school [i know i will really change my mind once i start school] still. i dont really care like. why!! OH. POK. POK. POKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sleepy lorhs. ive been sleeping alot alot. like waking up in the afternoons just so my days will pass faster. i wonder how the rest are doing. my bestie and my girlfriend. awww. i miss the nonsense slacking in MI. hahah. so cute lorh. we were like nomadic herders. walking all over the place just to find a nice cozy corner where we can sleep. awww. i saw bob ytd when i went to SP to register with sandy. hahah. how coincidental (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am talking to caroline online now! she's my laopo! ((: yes. i miss her alot alot. i havent talked to her for such a uberatically long time.. blah. her bro and sister are in spore. EXCEPT HERSELF. awww. she's coming back in july!! (((: okay. so i am happy. hahah. i was supposed to go pop by her place in qatar lorh.. cos of my dear cousin's school. so smart luh. give them projects to do. and we can go over to qatar.. FANTASTIC ): but it'd okay. absence makes the heart grow fonder (: RIGHT PPL?? say yes. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiyoh.. time is crawling.. it's l i k e t h i s . . . . . can you feel the slow-ness of it? RAHHS. i am like typing and typing yet time doesnt seem to wanna go faster. -PFFT- i am not bored anymore. really. i just spend my day stoning it away. okay luh. i read my bible okay.. hahah. and do QT and yeah. lotsa other stuffs. BUT OTHER THAN THAT. i can do nothing else. i am like BLEAH. like -----------. like ___________. like . that. BLANK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shld stop now. hahaha. i'm just loading my comp with nonsense. yknw what. i suddenly feel like eating hip hop jelly. awww ): and drinking bubble tea. and i miss my friends. i wonder how are they. hahah. i want to go out and play. but ive got so many things to do today. besides buying clothes :/ i think i am a very night person.. everything happens to me at night. all the exciting things. and NOVEN AND MY DA GE DIDNT SAVE ME ON TIME YTD.. SO I HAD TO GO HOME LORH. haiyer! hahah. but it's okay. i was still alive. really. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. I AM GOING TO GET A DRINK. hahah. lemme find a picture of my hip hop jelly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/320/f0012358%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cute right (: hahah. hip hop jelly makes you happy! (((: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;ge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;ek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;in&lt;/em&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-114317954138282613?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/114317954138282613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=114317954138282613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114317954138282613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114317954138282613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/03/hip-hop-jelly.html' title='hip hop jelly'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-114292688529800676</id><published>2006-03-21T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T15:41:25.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rock with you</title><content type='html'>okay. i just found out why weilin likes korean drama so much. my cousin lah. lemme watch fullhouse when i was over at her house. i got so hooked onto the show!! (((: oh man. it's like so nice and sweet and cute and funny!! and their dadang! is jangjang! hahaha! soooo cute (((: and it's this love rectangle and yeah. it's uber sweet and funny.. rain looks so cute only when he smiles. hehs. i like the show. i really do. you just smile and cry and smile and laugh. i laughed so much my maid was peeking frm behind me, watching the show too. [then she got reprimanded cos she forgot all about dinner :/ poor girl]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go out and play. meeting zhixiang.. then my cousins later on. i hope we have a nice dinner (((: teehee. i am so bored at home. though i know i'll get a totally different feeling once i start school. hahah! i want nice clothes. i will go buy clothes when i'm free. which is like now. HAHA. oh man. ive got no more nice clothes lah. theyre all old. ): okay. i shall go out now. or i'd be late :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-114292688529800676?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/114292688529800676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=114292688529800676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114292688529800676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114292688529800676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/03/rock-with-you.html' title='rock with you'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-114223381115692603</id><published>2006-03-13T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T15:10:11.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am upset cos i lost my silly wallet. but i am fine now. haha. new revelation by losing a wallet :/ my favourite verses were in my wallet luh.. and my PICTURES!! ))): all the nonsense pictures taken and all the silly little notes from my lovely friends and my old old notes! the first heart i folded,  the pretty keychains! and my two first housekeys [even though i dont use them] and my third ezlink card. and hahaha. i sound stupid. okay luh. i was uber uber upset. but im alright now. ive seriously gotsa move on in life. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now ive got to use my new wallets. royce wenny darren jeremy were like "jiu de bu qu, xin de bu lai" oh wells. hahah. thanks for listening and bearing with my silly nonsensical worrying :P i'm so gonna attach my wallet to myself the next time. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watched big momma's house ytd! then we went off to play pool and yada yada. oh oh. and we went to search for bibi &amp; baba's! they sold more than just PJC uniform. they had ACS! and Raffles family and lotsa other schools. haha. there was this chef's uniform summore luh. what a strange uniform :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay let's hop on to what happened last week. i had such a busy busy busy week, i forgot that ytd was a sunday luh! [forgetting to go to church luh nonsense] i went crashing PJC's orientation.. hahaha. my OG's damn fun. we had a pretty good mix of loud and quiet ppl. surprisingly, several cheerleaders fr nobel house were from our OG! and they were boys! (((: so cute right! and i thought only girls could be so enthusiastic. okay. although i'm a silly crasher, i'd just like to say i LOVE my OG!! it's probably the best (((: so fun and exciting and wonderful and great and awesome luh! EllloooooveeeEE! teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, and so we're gonna have gazillions of OG outings frm now (: coolio!!and we're gonna have this house outing on friday! which is like damn cool because i really really love outings like these. we can do the fun dance (: and maybe we can do queer things! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, i got this msg from jacklyn that we'd be goin for &lt;a href="mailto:romp@zouk"&gt;romp@zouk&lt;/a&gt; (: fun right! do come every one of you (: haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. went back to SN for the fiesta on saturday. okay luh.. except that it was damn hot there. i ate lotsa ice popsicles!! (((: and ervyn thinks that he's the one who's hot :/ OH WELLS. cant help it luh. i didnt go onto the bouncing castles!! haha. and didnt get the chance to see mrs cheong get dunked ))): awww. okayyy. yknw whattt. i cant wait for sports day AND yellow's jacket to be out. hahaha. big char's making the jacket (((: i am happy. teehee. okays. im sleep again.. goodnight ppl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-114223381115692603?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/114223381115692603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=114223381115692603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114223381115692603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114223381115692603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-am-upset-cos-i-lost-my-silly-wallet.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-114131344731372482</id><published>2006-03-02T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T23:30:47.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>living in the past</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/CIMG4406[1].0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/400/CIMG4406%5B1%5D.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is MI (bartley). can i now officially say that i crashed the campus. FIVE WHOLE DAYS! and what did i realise? hmms. ppl go to school there to sleep. all the time i tell you. sleep, play silly games that make you get tummy aches. and funny forfeits! like "WHERE;S MY SPARROW?? ARE YOU MY MYNAH?" hahaha! (((: so cute right! though ive spent only five days in the toilet, thinking cove, canteen, library, audi and marian's class, i feel as though we've done alot alot of fun things within that few days ! ((: neat. friendships strengthened, more bonded through this period. and i met MELVIN in MI! today! like wow. stupid boy lah he. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past week was such a memorable one. (: i really really lovee the time we spent tgt. hahah. thanks guys. esp to WENDY NEO, GUO XR, YOYO, iloveHUIREN, GIRLFRIEND and last but not least, my bestest BESTIE. i love yall alot alot. thanks for making first march such a precious day for me, cheering me up and all. i love the "chocolate charlotte" darlings. hahah. so cute lah. my mom thought it was really sweet. so did i. i meant both the cake and the baking..(((: thank you all for the sweet sweet messages. love them lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SN can never be replaced so easily in the hearts of us SN girls. (: i will miss 4Unity05 dearly. i pray that all of us would be able to get into the jcs and courses that we desire. WE CAN &lt;s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DID&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; IT ! teehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some pictures i stole from winnie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/400/effb3f8d%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i love huiren alot alot (((:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/400/f00499db%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ohh.. have i mentioned joe and bob [the builder] the narcissists? haha. THEY WERE SUPPOSED TO BE TAKING OUR PICTURES :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/400/f0049a10%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;bestie, me, girlfriend and amanda !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/400/effb4ab6%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;cozy corner in the library. nope, not the thinking cove! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/400/CIMG4125%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;girlfriend wit her shades, me with my cap (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;so cute. see how happening life can get in just five days? hehs. I LOVE YOU ALL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-114131344731372482?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/114131344731372482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=114131344731372482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114131344731372482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114131344731372482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/03/living-in-past.html' title='living in the past'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-114105572235159538</id><published>2006-02-27T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T23:55:22.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>foreplay</title><content type='html'>hmms. Ronin's coming to SN during the fiesta(((: and this foreplay thing.. both on 11th march! haha. anyways, ive been crashing MI! ((: for fun. doncha think it is funn.. hahaha. all the nonsenses. and i am soooo super duper sleepy now. like dudeeee. i'm gonna start nonsense soon. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, today was so exciting lahh. so much better than friday.. though we had lotsa funn then. hehs. i made new friends! ive got somemore girlfriends and best friends now. cool cool. marian's still my bestest best friend (: and winnie's my third girlfriend, sher's my second and my mazhi's the first! (((: oh, amanda [new friend frm sjc!] is my fourth! then my irrinoying plus sickening cousin is my fifth while emily is my sixth! (((: awww. say SWEET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. and so we were at the thinking cove thinking, or rather slacking. then this teacher came by and asked us about lessons.. this guy called russel said he didnthave any lesson cos he dropped maths lah. very drop maths officially.. :/ haha! but it was like damn funny cos the tcher was like are you sure? and all that shit. then he turned and asked the rest of us which class. yanggs was like "huh? i thought we're still having break.. cos i didnt bring my time table tdy.." the tcher was so nonsensical, he made us all get out of the thinking cove and off for lessons :/ so we moved to the canteen! and then blah blahs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh! we were abt to head out to the library when my amanda girlfriend decided to get all of us to go for eng lit lecture.. VERY.  go there, talk talk talk, both of us got scolded, made to move seat and had to have this "scolding" frm the teacher after lecture. whatever lah. it wasnt even a scolding. it was more of a chit chat session. she was like how come i never seen you before huh. then i just said "cos my friends in jc checked it out and they told me that like nobody taking paper5 lehs, so i thought no use taking. so i spend my time in the library or doing my stuffs -smiles sweetly-" and so she just kept talking and talking and talking :/ and i thought since she liked talking so much, i shld let her talk more! hahaha. so we kept prompting her with qns til we got tired. and then we decided that we shld really stop. cos it's such a waste of time. i asked her "so the tchers in MI all like that one luh, always have a talk with the students after class.. " and she was like yeahh, that's how they get closer to students.. like please lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. anyways, went out wit amanda and winnie aft sch! we went to far east and we saw charcow! (: havent seen her for such a long time.. ANYHOWS, I AM SLEEPY and i still havent figured how to upload pictures into the comp from my phone :/ how annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with my cousin and friends afters. it was fun lah. like the whole day slacking like that luh. it's like breezing through each day kind. rahhs. the posting results coming out this friday lah. how nice. :/ if i cant get into SP, i'd appeal into NYP. i'll make sure i get into the chemical course. blahhs. i REALLY want it. haiyer. whatever lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's cheer auditions for yellow house tmr (((: there shld be girls who will be able to make it tmr. I HOPE. hahaha. i'm like making yellow sound so cannot make it right. but i am sure they will do well. with BIG char's great care.. hahaha! ;) ehs, we're gonna make this cheer jacket for the '04 champion team (((: how lovely. like giallo dice funcolo! WHAHAHA. love us people. i know you do (: sports day is beginning to sound exciting right! (((: i cant wait. teehee. i'm going back there tmr with my bestie and my ger-flends! [to return our UNSOLD sn fiesta tics] nonsense lah. ten bucks per tic.. nobody wants to buy them! :/ ah wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay! ive blogged all the nonsense my puny brains can spill at the moment. marian and winnie, appreciate it huh!! hahaha. i love yall alot alot!! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-114105572235159538?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/114105572235159538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=114105572235159538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114105572235159538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114105572235159538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/02/foreplay.html' title='foreplay'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-114036585481566701</id><published>2006-02-19T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T00:17:34.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just one more moment with you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/F-EN27Ro1btnBiAgj7C-88[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dnt tke too long t say&lt;br /&gt;i love you t the ones you love&lt;br /&gt;cos time has a habit of slipping away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and out on the clear blue sky&lt;br /&gt;whn lightning strikes on a sunny day&lt;br /&gt;jst take me in and keep me frm the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the words tht seem so hard t say&lt;br /&gt;come out whn youve gone away&lt;br /&gt;jst stay a little while and hear me say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tht i wnt you here tnight&lt;br /&gt;and i need you by my side&lt;br /&gt;fr jst one more moment&lt;br /&gt;fr jst one more moment with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turn away t say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;with each and every word tht passes by&lt;br /&gt;like a distant memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and time keeps slipping away&lt;br /&gt;and time will turn t grey&lt;br /&gt;and time will be the one who holds you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the words tht seem so hard t say&lt;br /&gt;come out when youve gone away&lt;br /&gt;jst stay a little while and hear me say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tht i wnt you here tnight&lt;br /&gt;and i need you by my side&lt;br /&gt;fr jst one more moment&lt;br /&gt;fr jst one more moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tht i wnt you here tnight&lt;br /&gt;and i need you by my side&lt;br /&gt;fr jst one more moment&lt;br /&gt;fr jst one more moment with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes time will treat you bad&lt;br /&gt;before you even knw whats wrong&lt;br /&gt;and in the end it hits you hard&lt;br /&gt;pls tell me youll be strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes time will treat you bad&lt;br /&gt;before you even knw whats wrong&lt;br /&gt;and in the end it hits you hard&lt;br /&gt;pls tell me youll be strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more moment - ronin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out withmy cousins on saturday. it was great lah. haha. come to think of it, it was only this year when i actually got closer to my paternal side of the family. hahaha. it was great lah. really. we travelled from central all the way to jurong lah.. :/ hahaha. and we went kbox-ing!! how cool is that!! (((: alrights, maybe it isnt for ppl who go there everyday. but it was cool. we ate lotsa peanuts :D teehee. and honey lemon is a nice drink. yes. you shld try it. anyhows, I RAPPED THIS CHINESE SONG.. the pan wei bo one.. where are my dance seniors!! hahaha. i remember the times where olivia and gen were trying so hard to get my chinese right during dance. all the times during dance, learning to rap, sing chinese songs. hahaha. it improved my chinese okay. B3 hors! ;P OKAY, that's besides the point. anyways, we went HIGH on sad songs. it was KERAYZEENESS!!! (((: it's fun to go high once in a while. it helps you to destress. really. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we played pool afters!! (((: I WON ONE GAME!! yes yes! all hail CHAR for she is the great ONE. :/ yeah yeah. okay.. my COUSINS are good at pool. BUT I WON ONE. so it's quite an achievement (: yes. aiya.. in the end, we took a LOOOONG bus ride back from jurong to my home, they stayed til dawn lah. we had heart to heart talk!! i lovee heart to heart talks. but only with ppl that i'm comfortable with.. [like DUHH]] it was really good, cos i never thought my cousins could ever share the exact same sentiments kind.. and they can actually figure out stuffs that you wouldnt actually have thought of. [now that's scary :S]] anyhows, it was awesome lah.. hahaha. i LOVEE my cousins. everybody say AWWWWW, SWEEEEEET DUDEEEE (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to church tdy and it was AWESOME! fantastic! wonderful! incredible! great! amazing! haha. yes. prayer meeting was good lah. i havent had one for a LONG time. and i mean a loooooong time. ive forgotten how it felt like and God certainly showed His greatness and love through this meeting. (: He certainly touched all of us while we were down on our knees. the whole thing was great lah. you feel renewed and refreshed all over again. like TOTALLY. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights, i am going to sleep. i shall see if i can find a nice pic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/400/F-EN27Ro1btnBhUgj7C-86%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i miss the times we did silly nonsenses together in the old compound. i guess for now, we can only hold them as memories close to our hearts huh.. (: perhaps it's better this way, we can keep everything as perfect, let's not destroy it as we reminisce the past. i like it like that. L.O.V.E (((:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-114036585481566701?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/114036585481566701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=114036585481566701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114036585481566701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/114036585481566701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/02/just-one-more-moment-with-you.html' title='just one more moment with you'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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-12279618.post-113999433717367662</id><published>2006-02-15T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T17:05:37.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>be my valentine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/1600/DSC01107.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally forgot about vday. anyhows, vday was spent in Pioneer JC, Teck Whye Secondary and Singapore Poly. hahah. went to PJ to have their chicken rice. it's supposed to be the best in the school, according to kelvin. well, no wonder they always bring their own food. hmms. makes you wonder eh. ;) anyhows, we went to teck whye to look for his friend who's a PE teacher! so slack larh.. i think all he does is "hey guys, run two rounds and get back to me in three min" while he sits in his office and wait for them to report. haha. slacked abit, ate alot and off we went to SP to take a look at the courses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chemical process technology, yes, that's what i want ((: next would be biomedical sciences. i'd be able to do physiology. thatd be nice.. after inquiring about chemical process technology, kelvin suggested talking to the accounting dept! it was so funny, cos i wasnt very interested and all. but anyhows, it gave me one more option. oh yes!! i tell you, we went to the strangest booths. hahaha! like aerospace electronics!! hahaha. so cute. it was really funny larh. the whole incident. and then we talked to this lady from mechatronics. i tell you, we changed from mechatronics, to anointing, to PJC, to God and studies. cool aint it? divine appointment. teehee. and we found out that she is from FCBC, that is quite cool cos it;s like our neighbour church (: awwwww. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, after looking at the courses, we went off to macs, and spent the rest of the day there. cleared some of my doubts and worries and nonsenses. then yeah. i guess my motivation and heart is set right again after last night (: i am now a happy girl again. hee. God is amazing isnt He? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. anyhows, i WANT to get into SP. it seems nice (: haha. i am now tired. cos it is so humid now. i cant tahan anymore. i need to go swimming. it's SO HUMID in singapore!! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/458/1033/400/f13b9ab6%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U are powerful. (: i miss Unity. i love the times we had in the past two years, some of the friendship built were great, they brought me through some tough times (: i love U. awww. teehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279618-113999433717367662?l=dancedd-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/feeds/113999433717367662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279618&amp;postID=113999433717367662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/113999433717367662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279618/posts/default/113999433717367662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancedd-.blogspot.com/2006/02/be-my-valentine.html' title='be my valentine'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05747115681645456102</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>
