<?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-36448134</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:19:08.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in search.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>316</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36448134.post-3747190529928150349</id><published>2008-02-18T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T02:21:31.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;moved.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask me for new link if you want. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-3747190529928150349?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/3747190529928150349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=3747190529928150349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/3747190529928150349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/3747190529928150349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/02/moved.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-2173324966274862175</id><published>2008-02-17T11:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T11:43:22.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/oJip-EOv7o/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/oJip-EOv7o/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when you walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i count the steps that you take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love that lyrics. (: it's one of my latest addictions luh. i know the song is damn old and stuff. i guess.. it takes me a bit longer than the rest to appreciate music like those. hahah. but who cares, the song rocks! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another addiction? &lt;span&gt;最长的电影 by jay. i just watched the MV. it's so touching. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZStVX8yGI_k&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZStVX8yGI_k&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="250" width="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think jay is uber (x235720574535) talented. although he sucks at memorising his lyrics.. but who cares! he's just uber talented. it's like, i don't believe someone like that actually exists. he rocks please. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday was otc refresh.&lt;br /&gt;first and foremost, congrats to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;gideon&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;claudine&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;kah yuen&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;elle&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;minmin&lt;/span&gt; on becoming the HGL of your respective empires! all the best and make the upcoming FO the best ever! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otc was not bad. (: my group was named: short stuff. simply because we had the two shortest main comms as our FAs. hahahah. damn cute please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for dinner with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;mark&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;jason&lt;/span&gt; after that. chatted a while. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;eden&lt;/span&gt; to go for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;cheewan&lt;/span&gt;'s birthday party after that. because i wasn't sure of the way. -.- and in the end, i brought &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;eden&lt;/span&gt; to the wrong place. ahhh, sorry lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played blackjack! and a lot of other stupid stuff. -.- lol. had fun i guess. (: only &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;junhui&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;keith &lt;/span&gt;and me stayed over. had breakfast with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;cheewan&lt;/span&gt; and her boyfriend just now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;cheewan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. thanks for the accomodation and stuff. really appreciate it! and you're a super super good host! really one in a million please. (: thank you for inviting us over. i'm sure everyone really appreciates it. (: happy 21! (: =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;trish&lt;/span&gt;. happy birthday! (: hope you enjoy yourself today. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe i can never fully understand why you're so upset. but i guess i'll feel somewhat the same if i were you. but it's all part and parcel of life, and we know it. heh. keep smiling! (: and all the best for your napfa! (: you can do it de! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if you'll ever read this. but congrats on your napfa results! heard you did really well. happy for you. (: and sorry, but sometimes i just don't know what i should say to you. so, i just avoid. but i hope you understand. it's not anything, i just feel weird. hahah. yup. take care. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. now i got to go bathe then go out and study. woots!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; DHL&lt;/span&gt;, here i come! :D&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/36448134-2173324966274862175?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/2173324966274862175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=2173324966274862175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/2173324966274862175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/2173324966274862175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/02/when-you-walk-away-i-count-steps-that.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-3732483323195497333</id><published>2008-02-16T01:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T02:21:10.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is the last official day of school. i ought to be happy, but i'm not exactly happy. i miss my class. i can't believe one year is over just like that. it sucks how everything just started and has to end? i'd never imagined myself to be in a class like this, but.. i'm blessed. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dear 1b06, being in this class with you all has gave me a brand new experience. one that i will never forget. i hope i had left a footprint in your heart, just like how each and every one of you has left one in my heart. (: please continue to keep in contact. i will definitely miss seeing all your faces each time i enter a class. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've never thought that i would be so upset to switch class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, valentine's was with my classmates! (: we had a bbq session @ pasir ris park! and then &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;junhui&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;eden&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;hongxiang&lt;/span&gt; and me went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;wenjie&lt;/span&gt;'s place to stayover! nothing much exactly happened, but it was a meaningful valentine's to me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;wenjie&lt;/span&gt; for your accommodation luh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p.s wenjun! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to school together! went for marketing lecture. was quite .. boring. fell asleep half the time. too tired. accounts lecture, most of us decided to skip. and those who went, most came out in less than 15 minutes. hahah, hilarious please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;junhui&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; mengyee &lt;/span&gt;and me headed to lounge to rest after that. hahah. then went for OB tutorial! hahah, i think it was one of the funniest OB tutorials please. x) stayed around with the class for a while more before going to find &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;maybelle&lt;/span&gt; and then leaving school to meet shaun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p.s i love you&lt;/span&gt;! i think the movie was not bad? but towards the end, i was really.. damn tired. my eyes could barely open, seriously. fell asleep for some parts. but i think most importantly, thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;shaun&lt;/span&gt;. (: you've been a great company, like always. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movie ended at 11plus. believe it or not, i took a bus home. -.- i can't believe myself. taking a bus home when i'm so tired already. x_x  but i'm damn broke le please. must control expenditure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, shoutouts to people. not specifying who, so i hope it goes out to the right person. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;everything will turn out fine in the end. (: sorry i sounded so distracted, super bad of me. but i hope you understood why. but like you know, i'm always here to listen. (: i'm glad i'm of such importance in your life. know that, in my life, you are just as important. i'm glad we share something so real. it's what i call, true friendships. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;i can't believe you didn't respond to everything i said. till now, i still can't believe you did it. but i don't think whether or not i believe matters now. cause the point is, you really don't care anymore. it's sad, but i guess it's good. we both need to move on. and if that's the way you've chosen to move on, then i hope it's the best for you. maybe cause, sometimes, i just don't understand why things had to turn out like this. whatever it is, be happy alrights? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;i was shocked, i must say. maybe what you said about complications is right, but i started thinking about it. i just need some time to sort everything out. i hope you get my point? i just thought i should let you know how i felt after hearing it. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might switch to livejournal soon. like, a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;public+friendsonly&lt;/span&gt; livejournal. i don't really like the feeling of not knowing who reads my blog sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; junhui &lt;/span&gt;is the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;! (: thanks for bringing the charger for me today. saved my life! (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a great weekend guys! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-3732483323195497333?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/3732483323195497333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=3732483323195497333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/3732483323195497333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/3732483323195497333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/02/today-is-last-official-day-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-1123336848692379659</id><published>2008-02-13T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T21:32:41.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>good news! i found my book! -beams. :D thanks &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;junhui&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;keith&lt;/span&gt;. (: and sorry &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;shaun&lt;/span&gt;. :( and thanks &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;eden&lt;/span&gt;. (: you all know why luh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got back a lot of my results today. happy.. and disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got back my socio paper. and, i was really happy. cause i expected some borderline pass or something. i got 34/40; &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accounts was totally crap. first time i hit a C for any papers. quite disappointed with myself, but i guess i deserved it. overall coursework is.. &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;. i guess i'll just have to work harder for my final paper. make sure i get my A or at least a B+. a B would just screw my gpa. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marketing coursework is &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;. i just have to make sure i don't drop, or try pulling it up to B+. though i guess that's close to impossible. x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay! *pulls up sock* jiayou lyn! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. had a slacking session with &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;eden&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;hongxiang&lt;/span&gt; @ macs. headed for an hour of lan after that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to meet &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;mark&lt;/span&gt;. shopped and ate. woots! spent loads of money again. i'm damnnn broke please. i've been spending at least $50 everyday since monday. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't manage to get for everyone. sorry. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i got a lot a lot of stuff to do, since vday is tomorrow. bleh.&lt;br /&gt;but but but! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;happy valentine's day&lt;/span&gt; people! let &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; fill your whole day! (: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; is in the air; it's everywhere! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if you're sad, smile. because it's valentine's day. it's a day of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;! let everyone feel the&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt; you have to share! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;333&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/36448134-1123336848692379659?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/1123336848692379659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=1123336848692379659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/1123336848692379659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/1123336848692379659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/02/good-news-i-found-my-book-beams.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-4924221604585389168</id><published>2008-02-12T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T23:19:28.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00366.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00366.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words cannots express the amount of appreciation i have towards you two;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; keith&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;eden&lt;/span&gt;. thanks for being the sweetest souls around. (: it made me smile, really did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really at a loss for what to say now. except that .. i'm really blessed to have people like them as my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;grace&lt;/span&gt;, thank you for understanding the pain i felt. thanks for not pursuing the matter like how you always would. i didn't mean to do it, but i really felt horrible. but, really. the understanding you gave me today.. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;it hurts a lot more, because it came from you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;i missed you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-4924221604585389168?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/4924221604585389168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=4924221604585389168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/4924221604585389168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/4924221604585389168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/02/words-cannots-express-amount-of.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-6815425297316184209</id><published>2008-02-12T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T13:37:53.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;and the world i gave so much to build&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;all fell apart in just one night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-6815425297316184209?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/6815425297316184209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=6815425297316184209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/6815425297316184209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/6815425297316184209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/02/and-world-i-gave-so-much-to-build-all.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-8954670494966410194</id><published>2008-02-12T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T02:08:56.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;my blog it may seem. but there are just some stuff that i can never say here. cause there are people, who just never understands. the worst thing is, they start spreading the wrong stuff around.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today started off good! i wasn't late for tutorial! :D happy please! then, we got back our coursework grade. and, i got an A! double happiness! :DD thennnnnn. teacher let us off in less than an hour! triple happiness please! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, a couple of us decided to go macdonalds to enjoy the breakfast meals! headed off to &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;junhui&lt;/span&gt;'s place after that. hahah. played blackjack. and i won &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;hongxiang&lt;/span&gt; a couple of dollars. hahah, he was losing at first luh! but in the end, won back. damn lucky. =P that guy's won 200plus in blackjack before! crazy please! hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i headed back to school for some second 'interview' and dnd booth duty. then had lecture at 2pm. ob revision lecture. used my laptop to type down everything. hahah. that lecturer was like scanning through slides. so fast. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after thatttt! a couple of us went to mensa to eat! then then. &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;eden&lt;/span&gt; and i stayed back to look at &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;keith&lt;/span&gt; make some card for some of his friends. wahhhhh, damn nice please! i never thought that &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;keith&lt;/span&gt; was that creative please! then i volunteer to be his girlfriend just to get him to make one for me! HAHAH! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to lounge. was discussing some stuff with a group of them. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed for parkway with &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;amanda&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ashely&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;claudine&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;sean&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;z&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;keng chuan&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;hong ling&lt;/span&gt; after that! :D went to pastamania to eat! didn't eat much, felt kind of full. after that, we went to shop around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah! &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;sean&lt;/span&gt; said my hair is very nice! and he said it in a way which sounded like he really meant it, and therefore, i am damnnnn happy! :DD he's like the &lt;strong&gt;first&lt;/strong&gt; person to say that my hair is nice! hahahah. more common verbs used to describe my hair was like, messy, untidy, look like just wake up, etc. hahahah. so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;sean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, for that,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; you rock like nobody's business please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost the storybook i bought. x_x i hope it's in bsc room. otherwise, it's gone for good. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, thanking the people i need to thank. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;genevieve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. damn sweet. thanks for offering me your listening ear. (: and, i was really really shocked when you knew what that meant! it seriously seriously shocked me. but, at the same time, it made me smile to myself. so.. thanks so much. (: and, i certainly hope things get better for you. know that i'm always here also. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;eden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. hey, thanks for being there and stuff. you've been a great friend, and a really good listener. i'm glad we became closer luh! it's been such a blessing. (: thanks so much also, for being opening up yourself to share things with me. i appreciate. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. like always, you were there. and, that was what i really needed. thanks love. it's been a fantastic.. 5 years? knowing you, despite all the ups and downs. and knowing you will easily be one of the best things that has ever happened to me. thanks for always staying by me. (: lovess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mark&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. there is nothing i can say to express the gratitude i have towards you. thanks for taking the effort to come all the way down just to hear me rant, when you're already so tired. you don't know how much that meant to me. i was feeling really horrible tonight, and i think, if it wasn't for you, it might have been really tough for me. thank you for being willing to befriend someone like me, and even make this friendship so special. i will treasure this friendship for as long as i live. you've been more than a friend; you've been a great brother. (: thanks for all the advices and your opinions; it really helped me a lot, though it doesn't seem like it. if i had to thank you for every single thing you've done, the list would never end. so i'll just stop here, and pray to God that our friendship would never end. (: best friend please! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. that was really long. but with this, i'll end off my entry with something i saw, and made up my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;for a smile increases your face value.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;but remember, why i am able to smile now is because of every single one of you that made a difference in my life. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-8954670494966410194?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/8954670494966410194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=8954670494966410194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/8954670494966410194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/8954670494966410194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-blog-it-may-seem.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-4412431389369526890</id><published>2008-02-10T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T16:20:47.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this entry is specially dedicated to&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; meimei&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for bringing my present all the way down to my place!&lt;br /&gt;thanks for giving it to me even though it's long over!&lt;br /&gt;thanks for even getting me a present!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah. it's damn cute please. thankssss! :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-4412431389369526890?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/4412431389369526890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=4412431389369526890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/4412431389369526890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/4412431389369526890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-entry-is-specially-dedicated-to.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-3597889960989021755</id><published>2008-02-10T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T14:07:28.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;yesterday was a funnnnnnnnnnnnnn day! :D i don't remember laughing so much in a day for a long long time! hahah, thanks to &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; who made my day so wonderful! =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it all began with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;junji&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;kevin&lt;/span&gt;! hahah. sorry jj for being late! but but! thanks for the chocolates please! it rocks lahhh! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed off to queensway! first, went to ikea to eat their meatballs! hahah. okay only lah. =P slacked, chatted. went to anchorpoint! i like the shops there please! quite nice! :D bought a jacket, vday's gifts and a book!&lt;br /&gt;then went to queenstown! bought my fbt shorts! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;jj&lt;/span&gt;! omg, so fickled. made us walk here and there in search of a new pair of shoes! walaooo! hahahah. but it's okay! i still love you! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then then! we headed to town! settle to eat at hongkong cafe! thanks all for compromising to whiny me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then then. i went to meet the SU peeps! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;claudine&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ashely&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; sean&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;emilla&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;matthew&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;angela&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ivan&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; eugene&lt;/span&gt;. they rented a room at the level 9 of cine to watch a movie! first was, the messengers then the unseeables. lol. in the end, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;emilla &lt;/span&gt;and me were so scared to go home. and i really was damnnnn scared please! butbut! thanks to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;sean&lt;/span&gt; luh. i grabbed him throughout the show. :D ALTHOUGH he was damn mean. -.- keep pulling my hands away so i wouldn't cover my face. WALAO! scared right! hahahah. but still! he was great company! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but! the hero of the day award goes to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;MARK&lt;/span&gt;! like, omg totally. he saved my day. he said don't feel like going home yet. ask whether wanna stay out to chat. HAHAH. so in the end, we cabbed home together with em. then both of us went to mac. chat chat. then went to playground, chat chat. then i fell asleep. lol! but he was damn nice. for one hour plus, never wake me up. -.- super patient please! then he sent me home. sleptttt! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to stay at home today. too tired, and feeling kinda sick. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yay! tomorrow is monday! :D i kind of miss my classmates. (: one more week of school, one week of study break, one week of examinations then it's HOLIDAYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jiayous &lt;/span&gt;everyone! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-3597889960989021755?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/3597889960989021755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=3597889960989021755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/3597889960989021755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/3597889960989021755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/02/yesterday-was-funnnnnnnnnnnnnn-day-d-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-4440985232494435525</id><published>2008-02-09T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T02:00:04.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>home sweet home! ((: finally back at my own home; it always feels so good to be home after a long day, let alone two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i forget.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;grace&lt;/span&gt;, thanks for bringing the shirt today. sorry for allll the trouble. :( but thanks yeah? (: *hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day of chinese new year was horrible. it was so boring that i felt like a prisoner at certain point in time, especially because of the place that i was sitting at. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second day is so much better! :D ended off the day with a pub session with my uncles, aunties and cousins! how cool is that! :D my cousins kept asking me to drink though! is drinking really that nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehhhh. my mind's drifting off already. probably too tired. shall go to bed, but before that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you'll never get to read this, cause i don't even remember how you look like and you probably don't even know my existance. but you know what? screw you for treating her like that. screw you. she deserves none of this treatment, and i cannot convince myself of any reasons that you might have to treat her this way. nothing you say will ever, ever justify what you did. i only hope now you're at least a little remorseful, but even so, i don't think anything you do would ever make her feel better. you've hurt her so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;it's when i hear stuff like that, i can't help but call guys jerks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that aside. have a great weekend people! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if only someone could show me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what true love really is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what happened to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;happily ever after&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-4440985232494435525?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/4440985232494435525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=4440985232494435525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/4440985232494435525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/4440985232494435525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/02/home-sweet-home-finally-back-at-my-own.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-4666691707247714771</id><published>2008-02-06T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T16:19:56.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i'm going over to dad's for one day, or maybe two, to stayover. and that means i might be deprived of the internet. :( wah, sucks. :(( so, if you love me, please message me to keep me company. it's really boring. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway anyway, here's wishing you an early&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy chinese new year! :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;collect many many &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;angbaos&lt;/span&gt; please! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, miss me. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-4666691707247714771?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/4666691707247714771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=4666691707247714771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/4666691707247714771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/4666691707247714771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-think-im-going-over-to-dads-for-one.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-2246743250419779498</id><published>2008-02-05T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T00:47:13.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;ciufennnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;! i don't think you'll ever read this, though i hope you will. but you've been such a lifesaver! (: i think without you, i really fail my semester le. thanks for all the thoughtfulness! (: especially like today, when i was copying my ob notes, you offered to copy down the macro notes for me. though i rejected.. but it was such a sweet act please! and i totally appreciate it! :D &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;loves&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much happened in school today. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;shaun &lt;/span&gt;@ somerset mrt. bought tickets to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;the kiterunner&lt;/span&gt;. and bought a whole load of other junks in! hahah, no luh. just chicken and corn! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiterunner is .. touching. i cried luh. so must thank &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;shaun&lt;/span&gt; for being there. hahah. was really quite embarrassing. -.- i mean, crying when i'm watching a show with someone i barely know. rahh! thank god he never laugh at me. :( hahah. but throughout the movie, i kept fidgeting luh. can't help it. this caucasian in front of me is like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt;. then he was blocking my view. x_x couldn't read the subtitles. :(&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, the movie was good! (: nice storyline. go watch okay! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;late dinner at pastamania. hahah. we share one plate of it, cause both of us weren't hungry. went home after that. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. thanks&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; shaun&lt;/span&gt; for your company! really enjoyed your company luh. (: poogle! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, no plans for tomorrow. 11-1pm got tutorial. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;eden&lt;/span&gt;, it's damn hard to try to include your name in every entry. LOL! not gonna try anymore. but.. at least this entry has! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take caresss! i miss a lot of you. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-2246743250419779498?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/2246743250419779498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=2246743250419779498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/2246743250419779498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/2246743250419779498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/02/ciufennnnnnnnnnnnnnn-i-dont-think-youll.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-7200296288797205027</id><published>2008-02-05T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T00:49:06.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feels like daysss since i last typed an entry. but it's only been two days. time is flying or something. hmm, i guess my days have been quite .. fruitful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was dad&amp;amp;us day. brothers and i went over to dad's place! after which, we headed for brunch, followed by shopping! first was paragon! didn't get much there. just a top from AX. after which, we went to suntec! got royce and donuts! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had reunion dinner with dad's side at night, at some ulu restaurant near people's park or something. hahah. was okay i suppose. i spent my time eating and reading my book. seemed a little more anti-social than usual, but .. i don't know, just felt like i wanted to read and do my own things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today! went to school for macroeconomics tutorial. wasn't much. after that, decided to go orchard with my classmates cause i needed to shop as well! a few of us went to orchard first, while the others went to novena to do their hair. thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;wenjie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;junhui&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;mengyee &lt;/span&gt;for being so patient luh. i think i was like damn fickled and stuff. :( sorryyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought a top @ far east. under the influence of my classmates. hahah. i think it looked weird luh! but they said it was very-me. so, i just got it. -.- met up with the rest of the people as well! then then, we headed to plaza singapura! :D where i got my belttttt! omg! :D damn niceeee! :D from espirit! love it please! :DD the design's damn niceee. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh. and i spent quite some cash @ spotlight to get stuff to give people on vday. hope they'd like it! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sad thing today is that i didn't manage to get any bottoms. :( saw one, but they only had like this big big size left. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to katong to sing after that though! :D they were simply great company! and and. i'm sorry i slept! but. i was really tired, with a headache. so.. it's not that you guys were singing lousy or whatever okay! love you guys please! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner and then headed back home on a cab with&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; kiat&lt;/span&gt;. this guy from mjc. yupyup. and that spelled the end of my day. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think 1b06's really a great class. and if i could, i'd want to stay with this class for the rest of my poly life! but.. that's not possible, seeing that we have all chose different paths. :( but but but! pleaseeeee! let's still meet out okay! maybe i don't behave like i really really enjoy being with you guys, but i really do luh! really really REALLY! (: i'll keep my thankyou`s at the end of the academic year. (: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;loves&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, tomorrow's .. meeting &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;mark&lt;/span&gt; at ten. go school for lecture at 11. maybe another lecture at 2. then go lounge for d&amp;amp;d booth briefing. meeting &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;shaun &lt;/span&gt;at night for dinner+movie. and that'd spell the end of another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Daddy, give me energy for tomorrow. (: thankyou. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andddddddddddd. i miss &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;r company luh! and so many others. :( school and everything else has been keeping us so packed that we don't have time for each other. :( holidays soon please! i wanna meet up with you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my memory's kind of failing me. i keep forgetting details these days.&lt;br /&gt;so i've been trying to sleep early these days! like 12plus, 1plus. which is good! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;eden&lt;/span&gt;'s waiting for me to finish blogging, so i shall stop. HAHAH! actually just including his name so he'll read the full entry. =P lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up, just some random photos! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=geek.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/geek.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH! wenjie's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;geek&lt;/span&gt; photo! cute right? this is not even geek yet, i should upload the rest. well, for more information, refer to "http://junhui-imme.blogspot.com". x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02035.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC02035.jpg" width="350" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's the &lt;u&gt;only&lt;/u&gt; picture i took today. a bit unclear. but better than nothing. thanks hui! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo13.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo13.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo16.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo16.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo45.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo45.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo49-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo49-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo74.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo74.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo75-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo75-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo77-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo77-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo87-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo87-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo88-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo88-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo92.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo92.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo106.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo106.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo107-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo107-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a great week ahead guys! :D it's a short short week. (:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; loves&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh! how can i forget! thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;keith&lt;/span&gt; for lending me your hoodie! :D if not i'd have freezed to death. :( so, thanks &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;loads&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-7200296288797205027?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/7200296288797205027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=7200296288797205027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/7200296288797205027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/7200296288797205027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/02/feels-like-daysss-since-i-last-typed.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-2562351320797511726</id><published>2008-02-02T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T23:51:48.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woots! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mummie&lt;/span&gt; gave me 300bucks last night! i'm feeling rich again! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;socio test was a lot easier than expected. i don't expect to fail, but my goal of at least a B may be difficult .. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tampinesmall-ed with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;grace&lt;/span&gt; after test! thanks girl for your company! hahah, it's funny how we still thank each other for their company after so many years. ohwells. :D sff! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hady mirza's concert! hahah, i like him live. he's got a really nice voice luh. and he was damn sweet to the girl on wheelchair! -impressed. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out with&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; dad &lt;/span&gt;tomorrow. shopping! :DD YAY! going out with daddie rocks! x))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;shaz&lt;/span&gt; for passing me back my mp4 today. (: if not i would have lost it! :( soooo.. thank you loadsss! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazy to blog le. =P take cares! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-2562351320797511726?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/2562351320797511726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=2562351320797511726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/2562351320797511726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/2562351320797511726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/02/woots-mummie-gave-me-300bucks-last.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-6217319515162378308</id><published>2008-02-01T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T21:56:31.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i shouldn't be blogging at this time, when i have sociology test in about 12 hours and i haven't started studying for it at all. with me missing lectures and everything also. but i just have to type this out. if not, i feel that i very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dui bu qi  &lt;/span&gt;myself. don't ask me why, beats me as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, before i start on anything. i'm supposed to put &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;eden&lt;/span&gt;'s name in each of my entry, so that he'll think it's relevant enough for him to read. so here you go: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;eden&lt;/span&gt;. lol! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm supposed to put up&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; wenjie&lt;/span&gt;'s geek photo today. but i really doubt i have the ______ to do that. so after maybe over the weekends yeah? but he was so funny today! really daring to wear those to school. hahah. damn cute. my classmates rock! they make me laugh and smile so much when i'm so tired already. heh, rocksssss! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today was ob presentation. i think our class rocks! our 2nd mode of presentations all so nice. :D so cute pleaseee! my group sang! hahah, more like i sang. -.- was awful please. having to sing with a sore throat. :( but wells, i did my best. i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;hui&lt;/span&gt;: please take good care of yourself. see a specialist please! *hugs. as for him, please don't think so much. you know there's nothing. you know it. (: cheer ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm.. damn pissed with myself. -.- for being so forgetful and everything! i only remembered at about 4plus that i have a socio test tomorrow. -.- went home early wanting to study, i fell asleep. nevermind. woke up, bathed. told myself, okay, go study. in the end, cannot find my socio notes. -.- .. was at lounge. i remember putting it into my bag, so i have no idea how it landed at lounge instead! =@=@=@&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;adrian&lt;/span&gt; for bringing it to the interchange for it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh. i only have myself to blame. i cannot go on like this. someone help. :( i want my dhl. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lynette. you must stop getting distracted. and focus on your studies. for the first time in your life, please study! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. the rest of the details will go private. thank you for reading this rubbish post. that's why i love you so much. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy your weekends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-6217319515162378308?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/6217319515162378308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=6217319515162378308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/6217319515162378308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/6217319515162378308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-shouldnt-be-blogging-at-this-time.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-8464757010755318106</id><published>2008-02-01T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T01:01:23.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;nat&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ken chew&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;shaun&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;arthur&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;fern&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;lionel&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for making my day today. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too tired to blog about what happened.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-8464757010755318106?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/8464757010755318106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=8464757010755318106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/8464757010755318106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/8464757010755318106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/02/nat-ken-chew-shaun-arthur-fern-and.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-2138889606729634962</id><published>2008-01-29T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T23:54:35.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i woke up late for lectures today! again and againn. ahhhh. i swear i'm gonna sleep early. :( but i can'tttttttt today! need to wait for my group mates to send me presentation slides that are due tomorrow! :(22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;butttt. today was okay i guess. (: thanks to&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; kevin&lt;/span&gt; for accompanying me the whole day. (: and thanks to&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; jack&lt;/span&gt; for meeting me at night and stuff. (: you two rock pleaseeee! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought a new book to read! felt like reading books these days. keeps my mind off unnecessary things as well. so it's good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND! hahahh! i feel a sense of achievement please! i finally know the route from my house to block 85! omg, so near only! hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes! cutest message on my birthday award goes to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jonathan&lt;/span&gt;! hahahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"HI LYN! HAPPY BIRTHDAY LYN! HOPE UR BDAE WISHES COME TRUE LYN! OK THAT'S ALL LYN! BYE LYN! TAKE CARE LYN! *animation of this dude jumping in joy*"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahhahahahah! super duper cute please! i burst out laughing when i read it! hahahahah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay luh. i don't know what else to say le. lazy to post photos, so another time. heh. tomorrow's not a busy day, but packed with &lt;u&gt;three&lt;/u&gt; tutorials. -.- minor stuff to do here and there. hope i remember them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today felt so weird cause i never go lounge. hahah. see you tomorrow, lounge! x)&lt;br /&gt;and thursday's kbox with &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;nat&lt;/span&gt; and her friend! woohoo! :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-2138889606729634962?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/2138889606729634962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=2138889606729634962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/2138889606729634962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/2138889606729634962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-woke-up-late-for-lectures-today-again.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-2753034763882185161</id><published>2008-01-29T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T02:11:05.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;and my 19th birthday passed just like that! i'm starting to feel really really old. ): like my classmate said, 365 more days before i hit the 2x! ahhh, i need to start behaving like an adult! boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today was special. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thanks to junwei, jason, edwin, philip, benchow, giddy, amanda, mickey, kah yuen, weiliang, mervin, meng yee, samuel, junhui, hannah, meimei, kevin, glenn, ciufen!, emilla, magdelene, aida, claudine, jonathan, gabriel, ken, mong ling, jashawn, eden, wenjie, raqin, shameen, sean, keith, eric, zain, john, matthew, farah, sean, amanda, matthew, brainer, yuting, edwin, rayna, shaz, zech, fong yung, lynette, dolyce, andy, grace, ivan, gibson, ashely, chrystal, shep, tat yi, eric, natalie, adrian, lance, wee jie, adelene, ju huan, geraldine, sharon, fanny, ann, lionel, beautrice, carmen, ming sheng, desiree, gerlaine, evelyn and others that i might have missed out! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;here's some special thanks ^^:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;maybelle&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;caleb&lt;/span&gt;! hahah. for being the first persons to call me up! :D you two have been such a support in my life! (: your call made me smiled the most! ^^ loves like mad please! especially &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;maybelle&lt;/span&gt;! HAHAH! ^^ :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;tom&lt;/span&gt; for calling up just to wish me! hahah. and accompanying me to chat about random stuff. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hakim&lt;/span&gt;! ^^ was surprised that you called and wish me, but thanks okayyyy! :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;jack&lt;/span&gt;! hahah. i dao-ed your calls like 3 times! sorry ehhhh. but seriously, thank you for calling me up though you're busy and tired. appreciate it! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;grace&lt;/span&gt; for just being there for me throughout the day! you are the love already please! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;hiro&lt;/span&gt; for that really cute email. ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;mark&lt;/span&gt; for like wishing me EVERYWHERE! friendster, blog, sms and even in person! heh, you rock please! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;dad &lt;/span&gt;for the lovelyy present! and even sending me a message to wish me. ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mummie&lt;/span&gt; for sms-ing me, even though we were just a door away! hahah. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT HEYY! please know that every, and i mean &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;every&lt;/span&gt;, single one of you added an extra bit of sunshine to me! and you guys have made a day, which might have been otherwise normal, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;special&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i appreciate every wish and gift that came from you all! it meant a lot a lot to me! and i was really surprised as well! i had a lot of messages from people i never expected! thanks luhh! you guys really made me smile like :DDDDD! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you guys like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mad&lt;/span&gt; please! thanks for everythingg. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/36448134-2753034763882185161?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/2753034763882185161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=2753034763882185161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/2753034763882185161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/2753034763882185161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/01/and-my-19th-birthday-passed-just-like.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-7966518552804641970</id><published>2008-01-27T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T21:07:58.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for some weird reason, i started flooding myself with youtube videos. i tell you, i think youtube is one of the best website created by anyone. it rocks pleaseee! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started from disney videos, and then all the way to america idol. hahah, so no link right. but wells, i really like those powerful singers. when i hear them sing with all their might, in all those passion, i just feel so moved. i've always wanted to be like them. but sadly, hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/KhK3Sn7dgq/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/KhK3Sn7dgq/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;oh, hey deb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;uh huh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;thank you for being woman enough to come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;whitney, what's this about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i know he's leaving me for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;who said that, who told you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;that it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;what is he telling you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;could it be the same things that he told me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;he told me that he love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i heard that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;he told me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; i was beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;how did you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;how did you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;cause i played that scene before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;this is a retake of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i was his star for many nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;now the roles have changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;and you're the leading lady in his life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;lights, camera now you're on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;just remember you've been warned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;enjoy it now, cause it won't last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;same script, different cast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;what you're saying could be true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;but how can i take advice from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm not hating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;but i wish the one before me would have warned me too babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;don't say no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;uncover your ears girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i'm not listening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;but i know you hear me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;maybe my reasons are wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;but i know that you believe me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;this is a retake of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i was his star for many nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;now the roles have changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;and you're the leading lady in his life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;lights, camera now you're on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;just remember you've been warned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;enjoy it now, cause it won't last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;same script, different cast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;it's your fault you didn't love him enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;that's the problem, i loved him too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;and when you love him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;he becomes unattracted to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;oh no, he's changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;and i'll prove you wrong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(no you won't)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;, leave us the hell alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;he loves me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; (he'll hurt you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;he'll stay with me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(he'll leave you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;for sure, for sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;this is a retake of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i was his star for many nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;now the roles have changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;and i'm the leading lady in his life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;lights, camera now you're on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;just remember you've been warned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;enjoy it now, because it won't last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;no, same script, different cast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;this is a retake of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;you were his star for many nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;but now the roles have changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i'm the leading lady in his life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;lights, camera now you're on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;just remember you've been warned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;enjoy it now, cause this will last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i'm his future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;you're his past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;this is a retake of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i was his star for many nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;now the roles have changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;and you're the leading lady in his life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;lights, camera now you're on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;just remember you've been warned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;enjoy it now, it won't last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;same script, different cast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this used to be a song that i listen to day in and out, when i first heard it. i don't know how many of you actually heard it before, cause it's not really .. popular. i think it's a really sad song. and they say, love is blind. it's so true in this case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah. i just spent 3 hours don't know doing what when i'm supposed to be doing work. -.- okay, back to work! hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-7966518552804641970?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/7966518552804641970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=7966518552804641970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/7966518552804641970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/7966518552804641970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/01/for-some-weird-reason-i-started.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-532871861889706134</id><published>2008-01-27T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T12:58:35.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wanted to blog last night! but i got too tired and fell asleep halfway through blogging. ): hahah, but yesterday was a fruitful day. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. yesterday started off with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;project eco&lt;/span&gt;. hmm, i was paired up with &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;ying chee&lt;/span&gt;! easy to get along with luh. (: generally, i think the people in my group are nice! a group of chemical engineering people. cute luh. hahah. and morning was spent so fruitfully. (: it's a nice feeling luh, though it was a bit tiring. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;john&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;adrian&lt;/span&gt; waited for me to end! super nice of them. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, i headed down to&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; caleb&lt;/span&gt;'s shooting place. it was supposed to be at boon keng.. so i was on my way there, then &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;aaron&lt;/span&gt; told me changed to old changi hospital there. hahah. thanks boy! (: went there.. nothing much luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that! went down to meet &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;dad &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; brothers&lt;/span&gt; for dinner! damn sorry i made them wait one hour plus for me. ): they were like starving.. &gt;.&lt; style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;daddie&lt;/span&gt; was nice luh. bought me a cute mini cake! and a pendant from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;swarovski&lt;/span&gt;. it's superrrr cute please! but there is no clear picture of it, so i'm not posting it up. but it's really damnn cute! ((:! dinner was @ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;coca&lt;/span&gt;, this steamboat place. not bad luh. but i guess all of us were hungry. =P i still prefer the claypot rice place @ geylang. damn nice. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we tried to shop around luh. but it was late then all the shops were closing already. ): i was damn sad please! AX closed at 9pm! what is wrong with themmmm! walao, i want my belt. ): but but but! i bought a top from CKJ. hahah, not the normal kind i'll wear, but it's quite nice. then auntie said that i should wear something different this year. so, ohwells. BUT.IT'S.DAMN.REVEALING.PLEASE.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; mummie&lt;/span&gt; ask me wear tube. -.- still revealing what. rahh! but the colour is damn nice. :D although i think it's damn ex. all because of branding! like $190 for a piece of don't-know-what. not i pay anyway. =x ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that came to the end of my shopping. ): &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;dad&lt;/span&gt; was nice enough to fetch me to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;amanda&lt;/span&gt;'s place! (((: sooo happy, don't have to travel. x) hmm, didn't do much. but i hope amanda enjoyed herself. and today's her official birthday, so.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;AMANDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've been a friend to me, and i really appreciate and treasure it. (:&lt;br /&gt;and you're finally legal! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;i hope year 2008 will be a great one for you. ((:&lt;br /&gt;*hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; glenn&lt;/span&gt; sent me home after that. thankssss! (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mummie&lt;/span&gt; told me to check out the laptops myself. hahah. she say i find le, tell her the price then she give me money. WOOHOO! :DD &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;macbook&lt;/span&gt;, here i come! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tonight.. meeting up some people. heh, thanks for bothering luh. it's really damn nice. i mean, go there meet for a while you all also come. i really damn appreciate it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah. and daddie keep saying my hair damn awful. -.- ask me go cut again. siaoo! shan't care. =x and the cake.. i didn't finish eating it. hahahah. got some blueberry or whatever inside. don't like. feel so bad. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very soon, it's monday again and the week starts all over again. ):&lt;br /&gt;take care peopleeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/36448134-532871861889706134?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/532871861889706134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=532871861889706134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/532871861889706134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/532871861889706134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-wanted-to-blog-last-night-but-i-got.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-7753270000396959728</id><published>2008-01-25T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T21:19:09.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's accounting paper totally suckk. guess how we started off?&lt;br /&gt;"okay. you can now read through the paper but don't write anything."&lt;br /&gt;*flips over to the first page*&lt;br /&gt;blank.&lt;br /&gt;*flips again*&lt;br /&gt;blank.&lt;br /&gt;*raises up hand*&lt;br /&gt;teacher takes the paper to check. teacher ask the whole class, "who doesn't have page 2 and 4?"&lt;br /&gt;*whole LT of people raise hands*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.- first time in history please. and not only that, the questions were just .. tough. i have ever seen so many negative values at one go in my life before. it was just damnn scary. i kept thinking i did it wrongly, and etc. ahhhh, i'm gonna fail it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semester examinations are just round the corner. i should start mugging if i want my DHL. jiayouu! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides that, today was just another normal day with me feeling really tired. i almost overslept in the morning. i think i seemed pretty down today. but i'm okay luh! hahah. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;maybelle&lt;/span&gt; says she's 100-men strong. but i'm even stronger than that! x) heh, everything will be okay soon. i will get enough sleep soon. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah. grandma and uncle gave me red packets today for my birthday. heh, damn nice! i'm gonna try to save it up! although i think it's gonna be really tough. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow's a packed day. project eco, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;caleb&lt;/span&gt;'s shoot and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;amanda&lt;/span&gt;'s party. heh. enjoy your weekends people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves!&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/36448134-7753270000396959728?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/7753270000396959728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=7753270000396959728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/7753270000396959728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/7753270000396959728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/01/todays-accounting-paper-totally-suckk.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-2390365201340066859</id><published>2008-01-24T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T23:42:44.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>statistics was okay today i guess. let's hope i do well. (:&lt;br /&gt;did project after that. i was writing a letter though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to tm with mark after that. met claudine for dinner. met grace to walk around for a while. bought a new pair of shoes! :D red converseeee. nice please! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jordon rocks! you must see his spray-paintings! damnnnn nice! :D will try to post up a picture of it one day. he's really damn good, in my eyes. damn talented please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a friend was just telling me. being in a relationship is more than just .. whether i like you, whether whatever whatever. but it's more of, making a choice to take up the responsibility. i agree to it. don't you think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's accountings paper @ 7pm. wish me luck. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-2390365201340066859?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/2390365201340066859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=2390365201340066859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/2390365201340066859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/2390365201340066859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/01/statistics-was-okay-today-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-4366570930277529069</id><published>2008-01-23T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T23:07:52.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/TeGFom8lJc/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/TeGFom8lJc/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;do you ever feel like breaking down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;do you ever feel out-of-place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;like somehow you just don't belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;and no one understands you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;do you ever wanna run away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;do you lock yourself in your room?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;with the radio on turned up so loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;and no one hears you screaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;well you don't know what it's like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;when nothing feels alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;you don't know what it's like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;to be like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;to be hurt, to feel lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;to be left out in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;to be kicked when you're down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;to feel like you've been pushed around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;to be on the edge of breaking down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;with no one there to save you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;well, you don't know what it's like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;welcome to my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;do you wanna be somebody else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;are you sick of feeling so left out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;are you desperate to find something more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;before your life is over?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;are you stuck inside a world you hate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;are you sick of everyone around?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;with their big fake smiles and stupid lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;while deep inside you're bleeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;well, you don't know what it's like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;when nothing feels alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;you don't know what it's like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;to be like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;to be hurt, to feel lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; to be left out in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; to be kicked when you're down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; to feel like you've been pushed around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; to be on the edge of breaking down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; with no one there to save you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; well, you don't know what it's like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; welcome to my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;no one ever lied straight to your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;and no one ever stabbed you in the back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;you might think i'm happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;but i'm not gonna be okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;everybody always get you what you wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;you never had to work, it was always there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;you don't know what it's like, what it's like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;to be hurt, to feel lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; to be left out in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; to be kicked when you're down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; to feel like you've been pushed around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; to be on the edge of breaking down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; with no one there to save you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; well, you don't know what it's like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;to be hurt, to feel lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; to be left out in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; to be kicked when you're down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; to feel like you've been pushed around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; to be on the edge of breaking down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; with no one there to save you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; well, you don't know what it's like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; welcome to my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;welcome to my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;welcome to my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-4366570930277529069?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/4366570930277529069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=4366570930277529069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/4366570930277529069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/4366570930277529069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/01/do-you-ever-feel-like-breaking-down-do.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-7015115410379830580</id><published>2008-01-23T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T01:05:51.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was just a blur and tired day for me. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my grandmother tried waking me up 47952342 times. i think she got so fed up. :( but i can't help it! i was sooo tired, plus she woke me up minutes before the actual time i had to wake up. x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when i was on the bus, this girl's hand was on the back of my seat. the place where you can put your hand? yeah. i slept on her hand. -.- damn awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when i was walking to school, this girl behind me banged into me when i moved sideways. -.- i think she was quite pissed. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just outside business school, i was saying hi to someone when someone walked across me and i stepped on her. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh. and lecture was really boring! i don't like statistics lectures; forever take 2 hours, super long and draggy. x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was with my class after that. (: they're nice to be around luhhhh. ohhhh! and i met izak! :D at longgg last. chatted with him. heh. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;graceeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;! she came to lounge to find me. and accompanied me for soooo long! loves please! :D thanks luhhh. super appreciate it. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was with &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;maybelle&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; liyi&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;caleb&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh! thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;caleb&lt;/span&gt; for letting us use your lappy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept in lounge after that.&lt;br /&gt;supper as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and today was super stupid day for me as well. go inside toilet cubicle, close door also can 'kiap' own hand. -.-&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not exactly feeling very well these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care everyone. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;and so i start wondering,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;how much does promises mean to one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-7015115410379830580?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/7015115410379830580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=7015115410379830580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/7015115410379830580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/7015115410379830580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-was-just-blur-and-tired-day-for.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-8279797257426725113</id><published>2008-01-21T01:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T21:01:54.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>photos! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00323.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00323.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;present! :D loves please! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Chipmunks.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Chipmunks.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this girl, named charlene(sharlene?) sent it to my phone. so cute right? adorable please! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00630.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00630.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyn, asher, jo-an. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00305.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00305.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the loves: amanda, lyn, asher, claudy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00303.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00303.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00304.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00304.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hannah! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01966.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC01966.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mengyee, junhui, lyn, ciufen. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00313.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00313.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00316.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00316.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. just me. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00308.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00308.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best friend! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;econs presentation today! teacher kept saying it's very good! then i was happy luh. (: but. only to leave the room and find out that he said it to every other group. -.- let's hope for the best now! i can't afford to screw up my econs project. but i think i already did. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to tampines mall with my classmates. (: they are fun to be with luh! hahah. we play this dj game; one player but 4 of us playing at the same time. in the end, still fail. LOL. but we had fun luhhhh! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know you know! i admire people who can drum well! because right .. i think it's one musical instrument that is hard for me to pick up. :( walaooo. i really wanna learn! i think it's super cool! more cool than riding a motorbike. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. thanks &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;eden&lt;/span&gt;. (: you are an amazing listener. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and! &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;kevinn&lt;/span&gt;. although you keep crapping luh .. but! hahah. i still appreciate you listening to me even though i get irritated. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, back to what happened today. ahhh, i was so irritated by this group of boys i didn't know. -.- i mean, i understand that under certain circumstances, like when there is no dustbins nearby, that you have to litter. but, omg. the dustbin was less than 10 steps away, but you have to dump it on the floor! ehhhh, i really don't understand some people. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ADRIAN&lt;/span&gt; GOT TO GO.SO I GOT TO END THIS ENTRY.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ADRIAN&lt;/span&gt; FOR LAPPY! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-8279797257426725113?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/8279797257426725113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=8279797257426725113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/8279797257426725113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/8279797257426725113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/01/photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-2906508536221029747</id><published>2008-01-20T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T15:01:51.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3aQa0Wc0Zts&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3aQa0Wc0Zts&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;but if you wanna cry, cry on my shoulders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. their live version. nice pleaseeeee! (: quite amazed they sing so well live as well. hahah. i think the guy started off damn well. his voice super soothing pleasee! (: and the girl! rocks rocks! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i'm very extremely addicted to "inside your heaven" these days. for some reason, it just keeps playing in my head. and it's not about the lyrics, it's just the melody. addictive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/20DGEaFRlU/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/20DGEaFRlU/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;the sun and the moonlight, all my dreams are in your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;every bit of air you're breathing in, a soothing wind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i wanna be inside your heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so niceeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is stoning at home day. got to do work. and tomorrow i've got econs presentation. =.= ahhh, have to wear formal. :( nevermind, bring clothes to change into. it's super uncomfortable pleaseeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday i went candy empire! :DD finally pleasee. bought a lot of chocolates and sweets! :D i was eating them just now. walao, super sinful. :( early in the morning lehhhhh. gonna grow fatTER le. :( sucks. exercise please lynette! x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;markmarkk&lt;/span&gt; for specially accompanying me to candy empire! you rock pleaseee! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, work now. but before that ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hiro&lt;/span&gt;: i don't know what happened, but please take care. i'll still be here for you, you know it. just go back soon okay? it's not gonna be easy, but at least try.. i'll be waiting for you to contact me. please do. take good care. *hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;kevin&lt;/span&gt;: hey boy.. be strong. i couldn't say more, but .. take care of yourself. it may be hard from now on, but keep on keeping on! that's what they say right? i'll always be here for you, and so will Daddy God. don't give up on him just cause this happened, okay? *bigbighug* dedicating the following to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/qxnA2iqfDA/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/qxnA2iqfDA/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;so say goodbye for just a while, and through the tears you'll start to smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;for soon you'll be together, in heaven's arms forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;at every step you're not alone, love's by your side to lead you on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;no looking back from here, your journey home has only just began.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cry it out if you must, don't bottle it up. it's totally okay for guys to cry. i'll be here for you if you need a crying partner. (: Jesus loves you, and i love you too. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-2906508536221029747?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/2906508536221029747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=2906508536221029747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/2906508536221029747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/2906508536221029747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/01/but-if-you-wanna-cry-cry-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-3984916804569125263</id><published>2008-01-18T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T00:17:08.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"SMILE; for you have given the world a reason to do so."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;junhui&lt;/span&gt; is loves! thanks for cheering me up with that! so simple, yet so sweet. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;ciu fen&lt;/span&gt; rocks too please! :D been really sweet and patient with me. ((: will miss you two as my classmates like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siao&lt;/span&gt;! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;submitted our macroeconomics project today. like, finally! ((: which means: 1 down, 3 more to go! :D marketing, organisational behaviour and sociology. jiayoujiayoujiayou! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;oral presentation for macroeconomics on monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;draft of presentation slides for sociology also due by monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lynette, please remember to do. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've decided to end my entry here. suddenly lost the feel of blogging. will blog soon again! but lastly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; very special, one and only &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;maybelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: please please cheer up! it makes me sad to see you not happy! :( and read the start of this entry. it's from me to you as well. (: you brought light into my life when it was dark. and i wish to do the same for you. i will always always be here for you, always! (: i love you! *hugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-3984916804569125263?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/3984916804569125263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=3984916804569125263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/3984916804569125263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/3984916804569125263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/01/smile-for-you-have-given-world-reason.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-4632591332623960247</id><published>2008-01-17T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T01:52:58.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woohoooo! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;philomena see&lt;/span&gt; rocks! :D she makes me wanna go for lecture! hahahah. but she's really good luh, to me. entertaining and gets her point across. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. this is damn random, but i wanna go &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vivo city &lt;/span&gt;to get chocolates! :( no timeeeee. -sulks. i shall go this weekend! anyone wants to go with me? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i was watching &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;caleb&lt;/span&gt; do shooting today. and .. i realised it's really damn tiring. :( a lot more tiring than i thought it would be. and i feel so much for all the mediacorp people now! so .. persevering.&lt;br /&gt;jiayou`s&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; caleb&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;tom&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayyyyyy! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;joyce&lt;/span&gt; is superrrrrrr sweet can! i just made a brief mention that i wanted the yellow shirt, and she got it for me! omggg! LOVES please! :D you rock you rock! ^^ no wonder i wanted to turn homo because of you. =p heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, it's room alone for the second day already. :( sucks pleaseeee. i hate sleeping alone! damn scary ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayanywayanyways!&lt;br /&gt;i got back all my results already. can say that i'm pretty satisfied? despite many factors. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;accountings - 40/45, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;organisational behaviour - 33/40, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;macroeconomics - 83/100, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;business statistics - 39/50, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sociology - 15/20, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marketing fundamentals - 35/50, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: but now, moving towards the end of the year .. the confidence i have in maintaining my results has dropped. probably too many uncertainties these days, causing me to lose focus. just hope that end of year results will turn out good? sooo.. &lt;u&gt;jiayou&lt;/u&gt; everyone! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't say more. i got projects to do. -.- can you believe it, i actually forgot about the report part of my project. i actually forgot to do. so stupid pleaseeeeee. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayokay! work now! take caresssss! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVES&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-4632591332623960247?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/4632591332623960247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=4632591332623960247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/4632591332623960247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/4632591332623960247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/01/woohoooo-philomena-see-rocks-d-she.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-4592776724288111479</id><published>2008-01-13T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T15:46:29.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yes. i forgot to thank&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; ronald&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for everything, really. those times when you see me down, you just go "lynnieee". those encouraging things you did, like sending me a message to tell me i did well. those times you protected me from potential harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've been a great friend. (: please continue being a great friend to everyone aight? it's a blessing to have met you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thing. i dropped my handphone like 9723482342 times during open house, even almost lost it. so thank God for all those protection, and that my phone is still in condition although it'll be cranky at times. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care loves. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- -------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: i found a really nice rendition of "part of your world". i think it's niceee. ((: there's a initial 30 seconds of don't-know-what. but listen on, it's worth it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UKfElKVcaPw&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UKfElKVcaPw&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;out of the sea, wish i could be, part of your world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-4592776724288111479?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/4592776724288111479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=4592776724288111479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/4592776724288111479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/4592776724288111479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/01/oh-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-3916806640384889228</id><published>2008-01-13T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T02:50:41.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>open house 2008 has officially ended today. (: great job to both &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;vivian&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;kelly&lt;/span&gt;! i believe all three of us has gained a lot through this experience. it was a pleasure working with you two. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reflections aside, i need to thank so so so many people.&lt;br /&gt;okay, maybe i thank people too many times that it feels so .. common already. but please know that i really mean it, cause gratitude is a feeling i cannot suppress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first and foremost,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;john&lt;/span&gt;. like already mentioned in the earlier post; thanks for all those patience and concern you've shown for us. it was really great working under you. thanks for teaching so much and .. i look forward to any next time that i can work with you once again. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;tatyi&lt;/span&gt;. for those constructive advices and also being patient with me. your opinion matters a lot to me, so i really appreciate everything. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;ashely&lt;/span&gt;. for being such an encouraging friend throughout this whole period. i really needed support, and you were part of that support. really super grateful! love you like mad please! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;derek&lt;/span&gt;. for tolerating all my nonsense. ): for being so concerned about me, and being that person who always listen to me whine. it's so weird how i got myself so acquainted with you because of a jacket. but but. i guess that's good! because it's through that, that i gained myself a good friend. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;mark&lt;/span&gt;. my gosh, you're the best please! you listen to my problems, hear me whine, care about me including the smallest thing, shower me with tlc and moreee! words cannot describe how grateful i am to have a friend like you. (: loves please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;hannah&lt;/span&gt;. you've been such a great new-found good friend! :D thanks for trying to help me out when you have your own issues to settle. thanks so much for that ear of yours! i'm so so glad that we shared so much that day at east coast. love you please! take goodddd care of yourself yah. -hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;sean&lt;/span&gt;. (: like i've already said, you've been a fantasticccc help. without you, i would have messed up a lot. but thanks for always being so willing. (: and and and! thanks for that barrrrrr you gave me this morning! omg, i was sooo touched (x 23462384) you know. was really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;super&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sweet of you! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;claudine&lt;/span&gt;. like always, your ear and your love&amp;amp;concern. (: thanks for always being the brave one around. you've been such a greatt joy in my life! i love you my sexy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;keng chuan&lt;/span&gt;. thanks for helping me throughouttt day 3. it really would have been impossible to handle without you around. you've been such a great helper, and i super duper appreciate it! thanks for staying back and sacrificing those times you could have had fun just to help out at the booth. and yes, you were the one i thanked during debrief. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;emilla&lt;/span&gt;. super thanks for your help! (: even though you were not supposed to be at my booth, but nevertheless, you stayed and gave your best. which is something i really should thank you for. thanks for giving so so much into tpoh`08. (: and yes, you were also the one i thanked during debrief. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;eric&lt;/span&gt;. for all the concern you've shown to me as a friend, i really appreciate it all. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;u&gt;bottomline&lt;/u&gt; of this whole thing? i super appreciate every single one of you in my life. (: really, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;super&lt;/span&gt;! and don't judge my gratitude towards one by the length of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thankyou message&lt;/span&gt;. there's only a lot, or a lot a lot of gratitude. no a bit, or quite a lot. (: cause right in the first place, even before tpoh, without you guys, i really wouldn't be where i am now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a crazy three days. i've been drained out in every way possible. and my body aches like mad, especially my legs. ): so it's time for a good good rest. i think i will stay home the whole of tomorrow to replenish my hyper-ness. hahah, wanna date me out nearby also can! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy your sunday! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;these 3 days has really been a turning point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;in good ways, and bad ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/36448134-3916806640384889228?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/3916806640384889228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=3916806640384889228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/3916806640384889228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/3916806640384889228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/01/open-house-2008-has-officially-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-1748994983184603045</id><published>2008-01-10T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T00:20:50.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"lynette to vivian, lynette to vivian."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahh. open house was fun today! though i think i'm like half-deaf already. hahah. but i feel so bad you know. i keep cannot hear what they are saying over the walkie-talkie cause it's so muffled, then like forever asking them to repeat. -.- ahhh, i really felt bad about it yeah. sorry. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but but but. thanks so many people for guiding me along!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; edwin&lt;/span&gt;. for teaching me here and there things that i ought to learn. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;yuting&lt;/span&gt;. for being such a great advisor and friend, despite the 'short-ness'. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;john&lt;/span&gt;. for being so patient, for teaching us so much, for giving in so much. really appreciate everything. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;gideon&lt;/span&gt;. for helping me look out and such, and so many more. thanks. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;derek&lt;/span&gt;. for hearing me whine and everything. hahah. you've been a pillar of support. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;joan&lt;/span&gt;. for that sentence of encouragement. i really needed it. thanks! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;izak&lt;/span&gt;. for believing in me. it really lifts me up. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks everyone else out there who helped me through the first day. (: let's jiayou for the second day aight! we can do it! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TPSU OEIIII! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-1748994983184603045?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/1748994983184603045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=1748994983184603045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/1748994983184603045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/1748994983184603045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/01/lynette-to-vivian-lynette-to-vivian.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-2079152000960218058</id><published>2008-01-09T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T01:32:45.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellooooooooooooooooooooooooo! :D&lt;br /&gt;(random post ahead!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been busy these days! trying to help out in the preparations of open house. it's tiring luh. but it's .. fun in a way i guess. enjoyed it quite a bit. (: i like to know that i can be of help. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;83&lt;/span&gt;/100 for my macroeconomics paper! quite happy luh, though it isn't like high A or anything. cause i expected like a B for it. so like yah, outcomes &gt; expectations = super satisfied! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;joyce&lt;/span&gt; is damn cute! :D hahah. i was at bsc room, and messaging her. then i was asking if she was gonna come up to bsc room or something. her reply was "having project meeting. not coming." then when i finished replying her right, she appeared right in front luh! so sweet please! :D hahah. gonna fall in love with you le! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah. yesterday was damn funny.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;junhui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;shameen&lt;/span&gt; and me were all late for tutorial. -.- it's like a damn rare scene. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today. was just.. =.= i went to school thinking that accountings was my second lecture. but in the end, it was econs. -.- had to borrow&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; junhui&lt;/span&gt;'s notes to print. anyway, thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ciu fen&lt;/span&gt; for lending me your OB notes! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;yuting&lt;/span&gt; to go to the library to watch billy elliot. heh, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;benchow&lt;/span&gt; accompanied me as well. (: thanks! :D and and. a lot a lot a lot of thanks to yuting for helping me take down sooooo much notes! it's like, you're doing my project already. hahah. xiexie! appreciate it loadsss please! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;billy elliot&lt;/span&gt; is a heartwarming movie. (: hahah. i especially like the scene where the father ran to find the teacher after seeing him dance for the first time. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think tap dance is cool! hahah. cause it's a dance that i can never do. -.- hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's another busy day. take care everyone. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you've lost that respect i have for you as a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-2079152000960218058?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/2079152000960218058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=2079152000960218058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/2079152000960218058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/2079152000960218058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/01/hellooooooooooooooooooooooooo-d-random.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-8898753874189467581</id><published>2008-01-06T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T22:03:08.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/YvgCa8xyjX/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/YvgCa8xyjX/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;have no fear, my little one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;peace be with you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;love has come to guide you home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;to our father's house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;fly with us, courageous one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;on our wings of light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;past the days of fear and pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;to our father's side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;so say goodbye for just a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;and through the tears you'll start to smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;for soon you'll be together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;in Heaven's arms forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;at every step, you're not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;love's by your side to lead you on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;no looking back from here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;your journey home has only just begun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;dance with us, my gentle one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;as we sing your song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;the stars He made will light your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;to our Father's house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;arise my child, my precious one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;awakening in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;love is calling you by name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;to our Father's arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still remember back then. this was my favourite song of all. i used to cry when i hear this song. i think it's so beautifully written. &lt;u&gt;must listen okay!&lt;/u&gt; i spent a lot of time trying to upload it. :( just for you all only! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, i stoned in parkway for a full 4 hours before finally meeting&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; raazmy&lt;/span&gt; @ 1630. the rest of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;venos&lt;/span&gt;? reached at 1800. -.- some even later. hahah, but i guess at the end of the day it was worth it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, i lost my newspaper article for my macro-economics project. -.- i really don't remember taking it out of my bag in the first place.. probably dropped it somewhere along the way. ahh, sucks. now i got to find new articles to replace. and, i need to get it done by tomorrow. because miss efficient &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;shameen&lt;/span&gt; wants to show mr fong the draft piece. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know. being in the same group with &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;shameen&lt;/span&gt; is really good. and i really got to thank her for everything. for pushing us and stuff. but, there are always disadvantages lah. -.- lol. though i would say the advantages overweigh the disadvantages. soooo, thankyou! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm supposed to be doing my project now luh. but.. -.- okay, nevermind. going for dinner with my dad later! like, after sooo long. since his birthday i think. hahah. but tomorrow got school, so cannot stay out too long. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;a champion is someone who gets up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;                   even when he can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: jiayou`s for all your projects people! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;EDITED&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;dinner was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt;! :D we went to this very popular claypot rice place &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(according to dad)&lt;/span&gt;. hahah, he rocks please. always bring us to the nicest places around to eat. x)) lucky me. hahah. i really enjoyed dinner. one of the best i've ever had. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i was talking to my dad about buying new year's clothes. hahah. cause he's the one who always bring us to buy luh. then i'm saying, how busy i am, etc etc etc. then what if i see something i like at, for example parkway, then he bring us to orchard to buy. etc etc etc lah. then say, must own time own target. cause i very busy, etc. hahah. then in the end, he gave me $200 to buy first. x) so nice please. hahah. so yay! i can shop already! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah. but everything i said was true okay! just that, maybe i'm not as busy as i said lah. x) hahah, it's not like i won't return him if i don't buy anything! but yayyyyy!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i can shop!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-smilesbigbig!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i just remembered i haven't watched the show i need for my sociology project. -.- and i told my group members to watch it. -.- right, how responsible. okay, i will skip lectures to watch it on tuesday. LOL. no lah, i'll watch it sometime before my tutorial on wednesday. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, now back to my econs project. -.- save me. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-8898753874189467581?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/8898753874189467581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=8898753874189467581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/8898753874189467581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/8898753874189467581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/01/have-no-fear-my-little-one-peace-be.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-719784494580071254</id><published>2008-01-04T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T03:16:37.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and so, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;lynette&lt;/span&gt; is down with a bad bad bad bad bad bad bad flu. sigh. it sucks please. i feel so horrible. :( but but. i have this super bad craving for &lt;em&gt;ben&amp;amp;jerry's&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;chocolate fudge brownie&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really very sweet of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;amanda&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;benchow&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;shep&lt;/span&gt; to be so concerned and stuff. (: i'm craving for it very very badly though. :( i just wish i ain't this sick. it really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my tutors are so nice to me. x) they were so concerned over me being sick. let me rest and stuff. so i'm really happy luh. (: including &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;junhui&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;eden&lt;/span&gt;! super sweet; specially asked me to take care. appreciate it loads loads loads! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then then then. i got back like TWO of my papers. and so far, i'm really happy with it luh. (:&lt;br /&gt;sociology - 15/20, &lt;strong&gt;B+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;organisational behaviour - 33/40, &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy happy please! like, i so expected to get C or something for both, because i really wasn't confident for the paper. happy luh. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's one more thing to be happy about. :D i don't have to worry about being in the same class with someone next year at all. ^^ not being mean, but i'm really damn happy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my statistics tutor is damn cute. hahah. he say the question very easy, then just put at the end beside the question "(dwmt)". hahahah.&lt;em&gt; don't waste my time&lt;/em&gt;! super cute please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i feel so random now. hahah. so that's the end of my entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very importantly now, thank you&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; derek&lt;/span&gt; for lending me your laptop while you were playing your game halfway. damn love you please! hahahah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care guys. have a great weekend aight. (: i'll be spending my day with venos tomorrow. fun again. (: hope i feel better by then though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;EDITED&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg! i forgot! i'm supposed to say this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm damn &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;honoured&lt;/span&gt; because my blog is the only blog&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; mark lim jun jie&lt;/span&gt; reads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH. done! saw that?!?!! =P but i still love you damn a lot please! thanks for always and forever being there for me when i'm down and out. thanks for all those walks to school together, it's always so fruitful. ETC ETC ETC! friends forever please! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-719784494580071254?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/719784494580071254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=719784494580071254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/719784494580071254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/719784494580071254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/01/and-so-lynette-is-down-with-bad-bad-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-4737961813053422724</id><published>2008-01-03T04:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T04:46:09.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>those whom i don't have your links up here, please leave your links behind if you want me to link you aight. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the comment box is up also; at the end of each entry. please continue tagging even though there is a tagboard already. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly, i really really damn pissed with my laptop. i got project meeting tomorrow. and the best thing is, my desktop has no microsoft office. congrats lyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;cry yourself to death please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-4737961813053422724?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/4737961813053422724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=4737961813053422724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/4737961813053422724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/4737961813053422724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/01/those-whom-i-dont-have-your-links-up.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-6896699061075979336</id><published>2008-01-03T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T03:57:22.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow. i really never felt that i have so much work to do all my life. seriously, it's a whole load of work to keep me super occupied. i have been typing non-stop for the past 1hour plus and the feeling is just .. O_O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, despite all that, i'm feeling really good now. i really feel that i've met the best people of my life, and there's nothing more that i should ask for. otherwise, it's plain greediness. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays! pictures! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00283.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00283.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="270" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"EH EH! MY EYE CANDY HOLD MY HAND!" hahahahah. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00286.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00286.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="270" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00287.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00287.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="270" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random drawings by her! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00292.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00292.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="270" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a potato chip! so cute right?! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00295.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00295.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="270" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00294.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00294.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="270" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey hiro. thanks for getting that for me! was really really nice. ((: loves loads! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up, venos' outing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00282.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00282.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="270" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah, them playing twister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PC290020.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/PC290020.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="270" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PC290014.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/PC290014.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="270" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PC290019.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/PC290019.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="270" width="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PC290017.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/PC290017.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="270" width="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PC290023.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/PC290023.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="270" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PC290113.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/PC290113.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="270" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PC290063.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/PC290063.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="270" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;, have added so much into my life. despite this very short period. loves. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PC290100.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/PC290100.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="270" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and along with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. you two really are one of the best people in my life. (: and i have done nothing to have deserve such a friend like you. thanks for everything.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so everyone, here's venos for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture064.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Picture064.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="270" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then it's countdown @ shep's place! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=they.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/they.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="270" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=all.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/all.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="270" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=them.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/them.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="270" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=smile.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/smile.jpg" alt="smile" border="0" height="270" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=yeah.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/yeah.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="270" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=best.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/best.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="270" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there they are, the best people of my life. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my goshhhhh. my laptop like totally died on me?.. i'm screwed. my project's in there. ahhhhhhhh. all my stuff inside!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and. my back has been whining to me. i don't understand why, since i haven't been dancing or doing any that should hurt it .. i just hope it gets better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, it's now 0346. time for bed. till then, see ya! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-6896699061075979336?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/6896699061075979336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=6896699061075979336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/6896699061075979336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/6896699061075979336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/01/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-6179340564925183860</id><published>2008-01-01T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T17:48:47.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a brand new start - year 2008!</title><content type='html'>&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;happy new year everyone! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope year 2007 has been a blast for you all! :D but if not, fret not! start year 2008 off well! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;give&lt;/span&gt; your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt; in everything you do, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; everyone like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there's no tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;treasure&lt;/span&gt; and be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;contented&lt;/span&gt; with every single thing, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; what you want and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do not regret&lt;/span&gt;, and .. the list goes on and on. but &lt;u&gt;most importantly&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;keep smiling&lt;/span&gt;; because you'll never know who might be falling in love with your smile.&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"i can always make you smile"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(it's supposed to be the 'theme' of the new template. but i changed it due to some reasons. ohwell.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dedicate it to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;every&lt;/span&gt; single one of you reading this. in 2008, i hope that whatever any of you go through, there's always someone there for you, someone who can always make you smile despite the circumstances. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for me, this year's countdown is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt;! (:&lt;br /&gt;even though there were tears shed. but it was spent with the best people in the world. i am really lucky to have them as my friends. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so first and most importantly!&lt;br /&gt;a big big big thanks to&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for opening his house up to us! :D really really thank you for everything. you've made this year such a memorable one. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to everyone else who were there, thank you for being part of my life. (: really. and thanks for all of your concern. (: even though i didn't seem too good.. but i was really happy to see all of you so happy. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah, sometimes i think i thank too much and smile too much that .. people tend to take it for granted. i don't mean it in a bad way. i just wanna say that .. know that, each time i thank and smile, it's really genuine and from the bottom of my heart. so please take it seriously. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! back to topic. before i get to my new year resolutions, ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking back, year 2007 has been a year filled with much joy, and also much tears. but without those great friends of mine, i wouldn't have made it through the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i've thanked you so many times already, but i feel a strong need to do it again. thank you for always being there for me, through my good times, and my bad times. life was never the same for me ever since we became close. new friends may come along, but know that they'll never be able to take that place you have in my heart. (: iloveyou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;jack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite the fact that we talk a lot lesser this year, but you are never less sweeter/nicer to me. thanks for being the one who always understands me, who always trust me, who always believes in me, who always supports me. thanks for taking up the role of a big brother in my life. you'll forever be that friend i would cherish. (: loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for staying by me and showering me endless love and concern despite me throwing crap at you. thank you for always encouraging me when i'm done, for always building up my confidence and everything else. without you, i wouldn't have been who i am today. you have made a huge difference in my life. (: loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to SU people, who are so cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am filled with gratitude towards all of you! thanks for making my life in temaskpoly such an exciting and fulfilling one! you guys have added a humongous amount of joy into my life! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;claudine&lt;/span&gt;, also my sexy.&lt;br /&gt;thanks girl for all your concern and love, for always been there when i need someone to be there. it's been a pleasure knowing you, really. love forever! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;gideon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey. thanks for always being the one who's listening to me, helping me and even protecting me. you've played a big role in my life. and i really treasure this friendship we share. (: friends forever please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;glenn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for always being there for me, for making time out of your busy-ness to hear me out and stuff. i really appreciate it. (: as a ex-co of tpsu, you've been a great leader. and i've learnt things from you. (: but stay as my friend forever, okay? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;tom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've been an inspiration to me, and also a role model for me to take after. thanks for everything; the patience you had, the love and concern you showered, the times you were there listening me out.. just everything. you are amazing luh. it's a great blessing to have known you before you left tp, really. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;caleb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah, thanks for being so cute! lol, i have never seen a guy at your age acting cute like that. lol. but really, i'm glad that i got to know you before you left tp! you've been an encouraging friend. and for that, i really got to learn from you as well. hahah, thanks for all the joy! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;mark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for always always always lending me a listening ear. you've been the one that has been there for me whenever i'm down, encouraging me. and you have never asked for anything in return. i really really treasure this friendship we share. (: thanks for being such a giver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hakim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for always being so concerned over me and stuff. i really appreciate it when you nag me to sleep late at night each time. =p you've been a good friend! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;isaac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being there for me when i was down! i think you make a great listener, really. (: and i'm really lucky i found a friend like you. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;chrystal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are one of those friends i know i can count on and trust. thanks for being such a friend in my life! always ready to listen and help. it's been such a joy knowing you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;amos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah. thanks for being the most cartoon figure in my life. =p thanks for being so spontaneous and adding so much so much joy to everyone's lives! i'm sure they all agree with me. hahah. friends forever! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;amanda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all those concern and those times you listened to me. (: it's really a good thing to have known you better. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;ashely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for always being so concerned about me. for all those times we shared with each other our problems. you've added so much more love into my life! it's really been a pleasure knowing you. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ben chow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being such a joy in my life! really appreciate it. (: thanks for remembering to buy me stuff when you went hongkong! hahah, i was shocked please. hmm, you've been a good friend to talk to. thanks for always listening to me. it has been a joy to call you my friend. (: hahah, yes lah yes lah! CUTE LAH! lol! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;yeeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being both a friend and a teacher to me. (: thanks for always listening me out, giving me advices and teaching me so many things. more importantly, thanks for sharing how you feel back with me. (: it's been a pleasure knowing you. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;yuting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are one of the most nonsensical, yet wisest person i've ever known. thanks for being there, listening to me. thanks for all those advices and guidance. will never forget you! been a great pleasure knowing you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;maybelin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for all those advices and concern. (: you've been a good friend. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;eric.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for always being there to listen me out. (: appreciate it lots! and always ready to render your help to me, especially when it comes to my laptop. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;shep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've been such a nice friend to me. thanks for showing all those concern when i was down. (: and thanks for allll the joy you've added to my life! it's been great knowing you before you leave tp. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;derek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mister indifferent. lol. but thanks for lending me a listening ear, and even sharing with me your stuff. (: hahah. thanks for your patience. been a pleasure knowing you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;shaz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for helping me back then and always being so reliable. (: hahah. been a pleasure knowing you! hope to see you at FO! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;joyce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyecandy! hahahah. okay, thanks for being .. so nice to me these days. it's reallybeen fun being around you. and also .. thanks for listening me out and understanding i feel. also also! thanks for sharing your stuff with me also. (: it's been really a great pleasure to know you and call you my friend. (: scandals forever! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;maybelle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've been an angel, really. (: with all those love, concern, patience, protection and everything else you've showered into my life. i am really really glad that we've resolved our past issue, and here we are, friends. you've been a really great friend. (: loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;kevin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being such a good friend. always there when i'm down, and always listening. (even though you lame a bit too much .. -.-) really glad to have a friend like you in my life. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, my new year resolutions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; put in my heart into building each friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;treasure every single one like they mean the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;make my friends feel significant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;be there more for my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;learn to cherish every single one of them more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;love them like there's no tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;handle my time well enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;balance between my different commitments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;keep my grades up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;be less short-tempered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;be less easily irritated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;have more patience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;be more understanding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;love like i've never been hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;forgive like it's their first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;be easier on myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;lastly, and most importantly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; make sure i achieve all these by the end of 2008!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks like there's a lot for me to work on in 2008. so please friends, help me along okay? heh, which explains why i love you all so much. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayokay. pretty long entry. shan't drag on anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;take care guys! and have a great year 2008 ahead! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; to the max! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ps. will edit the template again. tagboard's up though. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-6179340564925183860?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/6179340564925183860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=6179340564925183860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/6179340564925183860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/6179340564925183860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2008/01/brand-new-start-year-2008.html' title='a brand new start - year 2008!'/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-909964743879413966</id><published>2007-12-30T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T00:59:54.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's finally &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;home sweet home&lt;/span&gt; after such a long day. i've never felt so much of wanting to be at home for a long time already. i've always enjoyed being around friends more. but perhaps, i'm just too drained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so! we met up, 11am @ cityhall interchange. (: appreciate&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; fong yung&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;josephine&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;roy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;fion&lt;/span&gt; for being so punctual! (: waited for &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;nicc&lt;/span&gt; to come, then we went to raffles city! and i decided to buy donuts! hahah, only bought two though. now thinking back, i don't know where i left my second donut. =/ probably left it at mos burger. so the rest of the breakfast clan met up @ mos burger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to plaza singapura to find &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;jolene&lt;/span&gt;! she was doing flag day. hahah. after that, went toilet then we headed to raffles place interchange. hahah. met the rest of the people there! headed for our main program: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mind's cafe&lt;/span&gt;! :D had fun luh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, headed to marina square! slacked around. got lost for a while. then decided to go buy food and then go to an open space to eat together. i didn't have the appetite though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asked my brother to come find me after that! and he's so nice to agree. (: cause i was scared luh! they were saying ghost stories. :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;yeeping&lt;/span&gt;. for all the advices, encouragements and very importantly, your listening ear. (:&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;mickey&lt;/span&gt;. for listening to everything, and more importantly, for being open enough to share yours with me. (:&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;maybelle&lt;/span&gt;. for all those encouragements, advices, and listening ear. more importantly, your patience. (:&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;verena&lt;/span&gt;. for all the joy, and everything else. i was so mistaken about you. (:&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; nicc&lt;/span&gt;. for listening to me, understanding and everything else. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, i was higher towards the end of today luh. great company! (: hahahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"EH EH, MY EYE CANDY HOLD MY HAND!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a picture of her holding my hand. x) will post it up the next time! :D&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah. my eye candy leh. x) and she's so nice today. -smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling unwell these days. maybe it's cause of the late nights i've been having. i only ate a donut in the morning, a few wedges @ mind's, and a few spoons of my brother's noodles. and the more amazing thing is, i don't feel hungry. .. ahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, tomorrow's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at-home&lt;/span&gt; day. i'll be staying at home, and trying to do my work and catch up on my sleep, i suppose. but i can still go out luh. so if you need my company, just ring me up yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take cares. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-909964743879413966?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/909964743879413966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=909964743879413966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/909964743879413966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/909964743879413966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-finally-home-sweet-home-after-such.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-8747547628748722165</id><published>2007-12-28T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T23:45:35.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>venos' random lunch today. (: not many people turned up, but it was still good luh! they were still good company. (: especially &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;maybelle&lt;/span&gt;! she's nicee. ((: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;grace&lt;/span&gt; @ paya lebar mrt, then headed for bugis. walked around, and had dinner. hahah, thanks girl for hearing me rant! i know i was irritating.. but but but! i know you still love me luh. :D hahah, uber nice to hear me rant for 37492374 hours! ^^ headed for her place after that. left not long after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed home luh. then i saw this couple. this guy was one head shorter than the girl! (no, i'm not trying to discriminate here.) but i think it was amazing. to me, it's sweet. and i think that's part of the power of love. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;grace &lt;/span&gt;gave me a pair of very cute dolphin earrings. thanks girl! really appreciate your thought! ^^ -hug. take cares; everything will be fine. (: ily! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, the end of a great day. (: and tomorrow's a greater day! :D &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;venos&lt;/span&gt;' outing; what less should i expect?! heh. can't wait! see ya guys! :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-8747547628748722165?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/8747547628748722165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=8747547628748722165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/8747547628748722165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/8747547628748722165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/12/venos-random-lunch-today.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-8842577774623621747</id><published>2007-12-28T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T01:40:51.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sleeping from 0600 to 0900 only is bad enough. having to wake up and go to school to do project is pure torture. x( i was sooooooo tired. but slept in lounge after that. felt so much better. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, cafe cartel is a nice place to relax and chat about anything under the sun! ^^ was there with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;gideon&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;yuting&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; joan&lt;/span&gt;. hahah, yuting is just so cute. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that was how i spent my today. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no plans for tomorrow. damn sad. x( anyone planning to jio me out? :D hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i'm quite .. lost. i want to take global citizenship as my cds! so it's like, at least i've completed one more cds that kind of thing. buttttttttttt. if i go the trip, right after i come back is FO already. and .. during FO that week, i'll have to do presentations and all. means.. i shouldn't go for the trip right? :( wah, sadded. i thought i can completed all 3 cds in semester 2.1. x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways! take cares. (: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;but i'm contented.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-8842577774623621747?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/8842577774623621747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=8842577774623621747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/8842577774623621747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/8842577774623621747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/12/sleeping-from-0600-to-0900-only-is-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-4777731064148058754</id><published>2007-12-25T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T18:51:45.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everytime before i reach home, i remind myself of the things to blog, etc. but whenever i sit down before the computer, everything just slips off my mind. =.= i need to write it down man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANYWAY ANYWAY ANYWAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas day '07 was &lt;u&gt;greatt&lt;/u&gt;! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it all started on &lt;em&gt;24&lt;/em&gt;th december 2007.. i woke up, tried to write stuff to some people, then i left home for school! on my way, i met this very very nice elderly. (: she was super sweet. she wanted me to sit, then i said it's okay. then she moved in just to let me sit down. super sweet! she doesn't look in very good health, but she still kept smiling at me! so sweet cannnn. totally made my xmas eve. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought all the cookies i bought to school, and gave it to them! slacked around.. then i headed for dhoby ghaut! to collect my yummylicious brownies. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to bugis after that to pass &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;yeeping&lt;/span&gt; her and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;claud&lt;/span&gt;'s present. talked to her about some stuff, etc. &lt;strong&gt;thanks&lt;/strong&gt; for listening and all the advices! i will think everything through. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went backkk to school after that! passed the rest their respective gifts. and and and! i'm damn happy so many people like my presents! really really happy! ^^ slack slack slack and then i headed to orchard to meet &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;kevin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;steph&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;jj&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to far east plaza, grabbed a bite and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;kevin&lt;/span&gt; cut his hair! so nice i tell you. looks so cute now. :D then we met &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;melisa&lt;/span&gt; and company! hahah, they are so much fun! high entertainment value! =p really enjoyed their company. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to somerser station nearby to meet &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;may&lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;co and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;james&lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;girlfriend. they slacked around and played some random games. then i was talking to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;kevin&lt;/span&gt;. heh, &lt;strong&gt;thanks&lt;/strong&gt; boy for listening! super appreciate it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which, we went our separate ways. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;kevin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;steph&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; jj&lt;/span&gt; and me went to HQ @ paradiz there. i was basically chatting away luh. they were playing.. battlefield, i think? hahah. played for about 2 hours, then we headed to esplanade! sat down there and talked. then i fell asleep. bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home and the first thing i did was fall asleep. =.= didn't even have the strength to think about anything. woke up late at one plus. x( took cab to meet xiao ming, after that went to school together. (: hmm, party wasn't all that ideal. butbut! the company was still great! (: ordered canadian. and after that, we went over to kfc to eat. then then then, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;tom&lt;/span&gt;'s dad fetched &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;maybelin&lt;/span&gt; and me to eunos mrt station. (: thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;tom&lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;dad! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made my way to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;weiliang&lt;/span&gt;'s place for bbq. was okay luh. (: heh, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thanks&lt;/span&gt; for everything! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's roughly the end of my two days. (: i've enjoyed mine to the&lt;strong&gt; fullest&lt;/strong&gt;, and i hope all of you guys have also! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today on my way back.. i saw this elderly selling tissue paper. and because he was standing at a place where there's a lot of crowd, people don't stop and buy from him at all. i was one of them. i walked, and walked and walked. stopped cause it felt so wrong. thought about it. took out $2, walked all the way back and bought it from him. and everything felt so right after that; that smile on his face. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i've changed. i used to do it all the time, but now not anymore. i just do it at my own convenience. if someone approach me, then i'll buy. for me, that's not right. and i'll change, back to how i used to be. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00275.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00275.jpg" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this packet of tissue paper is not just any tissue paper. it tells me that i have changed for the worse, and i need to be more conscious of it! this will be one of my new year resolutions: to buy from anyone i see in future. (: a few dollars to help others and, at the same time, see such a genuine smile and gratitude, worth it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;next next next!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna thank so many of you all! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jack&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; really, that present you gave me is sooo cute. x) super like it please! thanks for always trying to find different stitches for me, it's really super sweet of you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yeeping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; you might think yours is nothing much or whatever. but i think the thought was very important. you must have spent quite some time doing all those, so i really appreciate it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ronald&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; thanks for the very cute soft toy! :D but no, it does not look like me! hahah. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; hahah, your mass-buy presents. =p but thanks! at least there's my name somewhere! =p :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; that thing is really cute luh! the two front teeth, so cute! x) thankyouu! and i'll always smile when i think of you. ((: i hope you do also! hahah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;glenn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; thankss! i like friendship bands! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mark&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; hahahah! the funniest present of all. thanks man! it's really super creative to think of buying that for me! hahah, but i'm not a hamster okay! heh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kimberly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; thanks for the chocolates and the clipclip! :DD it's cute! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;caleb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;tom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; thanks, really. it's one of the sweetest gifts i've ever received. thanks for putting&lt;br /&gt;so much so much thought into it. (: super duper love it! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; hahah, thanks for your two little things. (: your thought means more than whether it's big or small. (: thankyouu! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know i will receive more presents. =p so will update again! hahaahah. x) but so farrrr:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00277.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00277.jpg" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:DDD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastlyyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00261.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00261.jpg" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;kevin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;steph&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; jj&lt;/span&gt; and me. lightsticks are the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; please! :D for some weird and unknown reason, i'm super attracted to lightsticks! i can look at lightsticks and start smiling to myself. x) hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh, okay! abit too late, but it's okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; PEOPLE!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love you guys like heaven loads! ^^ &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-4777731064148058754?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/4777731064148058754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=4777731064148058754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/4777731064148058754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/4777731064148058754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/12/everytime-before-i-reach-home-i-remind.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-748822080290677554</id><published>2007-12-24T03:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T03:17:46.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i promised derek to advertise his blog for him, so i would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;http://storyoflaughter.livejournal.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please visit his blog, and do some purchases if you like the items okay? thankyou. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;jack&lt;/span&gt;, thankyou for coming all the way down to get the present from me, and also to pass me my present. thank you for always making an effort to find something i'll like. it's not easy to find different stitch for occasion, but you've always managed to do so. thank you for everything. thank you for being the one who understands me the most. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00256.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00256.jpg" width="350" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00258.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00258.jpg" width="350" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time we took pictures together. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-748822080290677554?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/748822080290677554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=748822080290677554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/748822080290677554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/748822080290677554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-promised-derek-to-advertise-his-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-1054150614506149282</id><published>2007-12-24T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T02:27:38.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and it's at times like these that i feel that i'm at the deepest valley in my life. i'm so tired, so drained. yet i still try to give my best. but it doesn't seem like it matters. there are just so many stuff going on now. stuff that i cannot even share with grace, jack. it just hurts me so much. yet i face the world with a smile on my face, and the most sincerity and genuineness i can offer to anyone. but it's just .. disappointing to know that some people don't really give a damn about you. it's like "if you're there, you're there. if you're not, then you're not."&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm just overly-sensitive at times. but i feel that alot of people don't like me. and living in doubt.. it really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could do more. i wish people would love me more.&lt;br /&gt;and the purpose of this? i wish you would care enough to read it. that you would care enough to maybe leave me a note or something.&lt;br /&gt;and dear God, this x'mas, i pray for my family. please watch over them. amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;it's x'mas eve. enjoy yourself everyone. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-1054150614506149282?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/1054150614506149282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=1054150614506149282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/1054150614506149282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/1054150614506149282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/12/and-its-at-times-like-these-that-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-2794929162268314402</id><published>2007-12-23T00:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T00:35:30.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woohoooooooo! i finally feel that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;c&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;m&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; is really coming! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;collected my pre-orders for a few friends today. got presents for a few. i am happy! :D it's nice seeing people receive the presents and love it alot! it's such a great feeling! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's for giving presents and buying presents! after that will be x'mas eve with james, kevin &amp;amp; company! :D hope it'll be funnn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nexttttt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=venos.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/venos.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VENOS! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/?action=view&amp;amp;current=venosflag.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/venosflag.jpg" width="350" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the flag that we are all very proud of!&lt;br /&gt;with special thanks to &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;amos&lt;/span&gt; for coming up with the design! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-2794929162268314402?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/2794929162268314402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=2794929162268314402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/2794929162268314402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/2794929162268314402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/12/woohoooooooo-i-finally-feel-that-c-h-r.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-3512920592369167173</id><published>2007-12-22T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T03:58:40.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;"just take it that we never ever met."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that just became the end of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry things had to turn out this way at the end. i really am.. i wish i could do anything to make it right again, but that'll be pulling us both back to square one. so.. i'm not gonna do anything this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry i hurt you this much. i didn't mean for all these to happen.. maybe it was just indecisiveness on my part. there's so much more than just that.. but at the end of the day, i'm just sorry. i was the one who was being draggy and everything. i just wanted to lessen the pain of both of us, but i ended up added more pain to it. i'm just .. damn sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;thankyou for that chance to love you. thankyou for everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;i wont be there to take care of you anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;so please please take good care of yourself. rmb to eat properly. dont anyhow shout anymore. dont spoil ur voice. your throat. im sorry. not even friends. you are not someone i can say hi to and not fall in love with. goodbye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;even if no one calls you cute anymore.. rmb, that in my heart, you will always be the cutest girl in the world (: ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;i loved you. i always will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou.. really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know. you were so much of a dream come true for me. i've always always hoped for someone to love me like you did when i was young. and you came along and made my dream come true. thank you really ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really loved you. but somewhere along the way, something just happened. i don't know what it is. maybe it's how we've been treating each other. maybe it's how i can't forgive and forget all those you did as easily as i thought i would have. maybe it's alot of many other maybe`s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry i made you fall so deep. i'm just sorry for causing so much pain to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll end off with the song that both of us share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/nrytGl7G7G/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/nrytGl7G7G/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;all these precious moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;with you by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;must be a gift from heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;that's holding me all night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i don't how i found you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i'm thankful that i had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;now that i have a love so true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;to hold to keep to share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i can no longer hold inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;all of the love i used to hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i'll always be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;with you until the very end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;in this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;there is no place i'd rather be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;you are my life, my soul, my girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;and through it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i know you'd come to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;that you're the one till the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;all my friends surround me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;say you'll be gone too soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;baby i'm gonna make them see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;we've found our way back home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; i can no longer hold inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; all of the love i used to hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; i'll always be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; with you until the very end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; in this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; there is no place i'd rather be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; you are my life, my soul, my girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; and through it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; i know you'd come to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; that you're the one till the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;we'll always be till the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;this song used to say so much about us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but with this, i end off .. everything we used to share. all those tears, laughter and times we went through together. i thank you for making me the person i am now. you've given me so much so much. i don't know what i've given you, but i hope it's enough to bring you through all these hurt..&lt;br /&gt;take good care of yourself. i'll be here for you, even if you don't want me to. goodbye mfl; thanks for every single thing you've left in my life. i hope you get through this and find another girl who truly loves you and deserve everything you've got to offer to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with loads of loves and hugs,&lt;br /&gt;lyn; tcgitw, sbg, mfl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-3512920592369167173?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/3512920592369167173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=3512920592369167173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/3512920592369167173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/3512920592369167173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-take-it-that-we-never-ever-met.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-335410755126968569</id><published>2007-12-20T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T22:59:46.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;OTC's over! :D i think it was great! and and and! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;VENOS&lt;/span&gt; rocks please! although our group is the smallest, i think we did great! i think all VENOSians are damn nice! maybe i don't talk to alllll of them, but can see that all of them are nice, and good-natured. i think that's good enough. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think the 'funnest' part is the water games! omg, i love it please!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've lost my voice in exchange for three days of fun, laughter and joy. so it's worth it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special thanks to everyone; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;joyce&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;maybelle&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; janice&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;fion&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;carmen&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;kah yuen&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;pamela&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;chang yong&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;dexter&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; caleb&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;rayna&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;caroli&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;tracy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;geraldine&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;zen&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;nick cheong&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;lynette teo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;angel&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;sin yan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;amos&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;lai hock&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; wei dong&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;jolene&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;wei da&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;jel&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;zhaopei&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;stephanie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;jean&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;yin cheng&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; hannah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;rachel&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;verena&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;roy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;hakim&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;mail&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;linette&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;fong yung&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;amanda&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;derek&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;josephine&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;mong ling&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;kok sheng&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;badd&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;raamy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;farid&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;yuan long&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;kok chun&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;apple&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;jay lloyd&lt;/span&gt;, and especially&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; hakim&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;yeeping&lt;/span&gt;! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks so much for being part of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;VENOS&lt;/span&gt;, for making my first OTC such a great one! LOVELOVES! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO ALSO! thanks all programmers, food/min`s and log comms! :D for making the whole OTC successful! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, congrats to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;nick cheong&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;gideon&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;chrystal&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;ronald&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;xavier&lt;/span&gt; on being the best GL`s of your respective empires! :D happy for you all! totally deserve it please! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKECARES! enjoy the rest of your holidays! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-335410755126968569?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/335410755126968569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=335410755126968569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/335410755126968569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/335410755126968569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/12/otcs-over-d-i-think-it-was-great-and.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-3603170585652502495</id><published>2007-12-16T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T23:25:37.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;to my dearest, again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i just wish you wouldn't do all those to yourself. it hurts me to see you like that, and keep it to yourself. i wish you could share everything with me; i wish that we could be just like how i am with my friends. i'm scared, but yet i can't share with them. i can only pray deep in my heart that one day you will stop hurting yourself like how you are now. i need you in my life, and i love you. i hope you feel it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i hope everything will be fine when i'm away for camp. please take good care of yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;dear God, this is the first time i'm praying to you after so long. i'm not trying to make use of you or anything. but please, please look after her like you have all these time. you know we need her in our lives. may this prayer goes up to your throne like a sweet aroma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;loves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;lyn.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and soooooo. OTC is just a few hours away! i'm excited, like every other participant in OTC! please take good care of yourselves and i'll talk to you all again after my camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll still be here if you ever need me. just ring/message me @ my number aight?&lt;br /&gt;loves. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDITED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, how can i not blog about yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday a group of us met @ orchard! started shopping and stuff. hahah, and i concluded that guys are more fussy than girls when they shop! omg, they took sooo long to decide! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, the main comms and sub comms of OTC left for their bbq and the rest of us headed to&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; mind's cafe&lt;/span&gt; at  selegie. hahahah, was so much fun! :DD let's go there again soon! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andand! thank you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;chrystal&lt;/span&gt; for your jacket! it saved my life. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-3603170585652502495?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/3603170585652502495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=3603170585652502495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/3603170585652502495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/3603170585652502495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/12/to-my-dearest-again.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-9046543928183177152</id><published>2007-12-14T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T00:43:46.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thank you &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;amos&lt;/span&gt;! (:&lt;br /&gt;you know, i was damn happy when amos offered me lightsticks! i lovee lightsticks! especially especially the blue one! super pretty pleaseeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;but you know what. i lost it. :( sigh, damn sad now. i hope i can find it in lounge when i go back. x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;youu&lt;/span&gt;. thankyou. (: it's nice to see someone show their concern in that manner. i think it's damn sweet. thanks. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, grace is at cambodia already. wish that everything will be okay for her there. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new addictions to songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fTK3XvDWirA&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fTK3XvDWirA&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="250" width="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this song's lyrics. and the guy is cute when he smiles! so cute. :D he's korean you knowwwwww. hahah. so cool please. his voice rocks. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X6VJZCSnBvo&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X6VJZCSnBvo&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="250" width="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i like the melody to this! i think her singing improved. she sounds better now also! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt; more days to OTC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;TATYI&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah, if you get to read it luh. yup, hope you enjoy your day. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-9046543928183177152?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/9046543928183177152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=9046543928183177152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/9046543928183177152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/9046543928183177152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/12/thank-you-amos-you-know-i-was-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-6141818103666406272</id><published>2007-12-13T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T23:16:11.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ob was not as bad as i thought it would be. but, i don't think i did well enough. wait, no. i thought i did well enough. but after hearing what my classmates said, and seeing the amount they wrote, i feel a bit .. worried now. i cannot afford a C, or even a C+. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i know, quantity doesn't matter. but the people that wrote a lot, are those who write in quality as well. which makes everything worse. so let's just hope and pray that i'll get at least a B yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;statistics seemed really easy. but i guess there were mistakes here and then. butttttt. i think i can get a low A at least? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accountings. it was just plain .. :( i read 'november' as 'september'. and the worst thing is, i was so sure of it because i read it at least 3 times. =.= .. so dumb of me. let's just hope they have the error-carry-forward system, so i don't get a C+ and at least a B. or if better, an A still. -hopes. because accountings is one subject that i have to get A. x_x wish me all the best............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last, and worst. marketing fundamentals.&lt;br /&gt;nope, i haven't taken the paper. it's tomorrow! and i think i'm gonna screw it up. :( let's hope it'll be good luh. jiayoussssssssssssssssssssssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who have no more papers: GOOD LUH! enjoy your holidays please! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who still have papers: ALL THE BEST OKAY! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andandand! GUESS WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's &lt;strong&gt;FOUR&lt;/strong&gt; more days to otc! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;('',) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i love you for always giving people the benefit of the doubt and trusting people despite getting repeatedly hurt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you too. thanks for everything. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's good to have old friends. in fact, it's better to have old friends than new ones. cause they are the ones who will believe you at the end of the day when no one does; simply because they know you right from the beginning and they understand the kind of person you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-6141818103666406272?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/6141818103666406272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=6141818103666406272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/6141818103666406272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/6141818103666406272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/12/ob-was-not-as-bad-as-i-thought-it-would.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-5607071376661588264</id><published>2007-12-11T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T10:24:20.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;economics was .. okay. no further elaborations, if not i will get whacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the more worrying subjects would be organisational behaviour and marketing fundamentals. =.= so many things to memorise. i'm not gonna bother with it. shall do it when i wake up tomorrow. no mood anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, any one got nice/touching videos for me to add to my mp4? i've been racking my brains to find any! x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. know what. my brother's number of messages for the month of november is &lt;strong&gt;4016&lt;/strong&gt;. and he's only a twelve year old. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ob soon.......... jiayous. x(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-5607071376661588264?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/5607071376661588264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=5607071376661588264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/5607071376661588264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/5607071376661588264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/12/economics-was.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-84704617693806717</id><published>2007-12-09T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T11:10:06.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy birthday &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;gen&lt;/span&gt;! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hope you enjoyed your day yeah? even though there's mid-semester test tomorrow .. hahah. hmm, thanks for being such a friend in my life yeah? appreciate your presence! (: take cares! -hugs. loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;watched hitman. i thought it was quite interesting! i don't watch much of this kind of show, so i guess it was up to my expectations. hahah. except for some .. really unnecessary naked scenes. =.= ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmm, alot of people keep asking me if i'm bisexual/homosexual these days. =.= do i really behave like one? hahah, okay, maybe i do. but .. they say most girls are bisexual! so don't be shocked okay! hahah. because of the existance of really lousy guys .. can't help luh. hahah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it just sucks when you feel that you've given your best to that person, only to find out at the end of the day that the person doesn't care at all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;addiction to this song! i think it says a lot. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/HUfsY60CmB/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/HUfsY60CmB/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;my heart says we've got something real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;can i trust the way i feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;cause my heart's been fooled before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;am i just seeing what i want to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;or is it true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;could you really be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;someone to have and hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;with all my heart and soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i need to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;before i fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;someone who'll stay around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;through all my ups and downs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;please tell me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;before i fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i'm at the point of no return&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;so afraid of getting burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;but i want to take a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;oh please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;give me a reason to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;say you're the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;that you'll always be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;someone to have and hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;with all my heart and soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i need to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;before i fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;someone who'll stay around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;through all my ups and downs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;please tell me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;before i fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;it's been so hard for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;to give my heart away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;but i would give my everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;just to hear you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;someone to have and hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;with all my heart and soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i need to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;before i fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;someone who'll stay around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;through all my ups and downs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;please tell me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;before i fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;before i fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i wanna thank&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; maybelle&lt;/span&gt;! for being so nice, brave and everything. it's so nice to have you want to clear up everything. really sweet of you. (: thanks for believing too! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. take care! once again, all the best for your mid-semester tests! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&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/36448134-84704617693806717?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/84704617693806717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=84704617693806717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/84704617693806717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/84704617693806717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-birthday-gen-hope-you-enjoyed_09.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-5928718915473617172</id><published>2007-12-06T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T19:39:48.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>statistics tutorial! i got back my statistics paper le. x) i got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23&lt;/span&gt;/25! happy happy please! i mean, considering i've missed like two tutorials and that lecture which the paper was testing on, it's quite good results! -beams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the lounge after that. hmm, i think this saturday will be out with claudine and friends to study. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch movie!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; golden compass&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;maybelin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;caleb&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;tom&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; iris&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;angela&lt;/span&gt;! though they say the show's anti-christ, etc, but i still think it's pretty nice! interesting. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stardust &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;enchanted&lt;/span&gt;! omg. x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learnt how to complete the rubik's cube halfway already! :D i think &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;tom&lt;/span&gt; is a good teacher. yup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm eating my third bowl of laksa in my whole entire life now! and my grandma bought coconut for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lyn&lt;/span&gt; is a happy girl today! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-5928718915473617172?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/5928718915473617172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=5928718915473617172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/5928718915473617172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/5928718915473617172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/12/statistics-tutorial-i-got-back-my.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-7270561851841283163</id><published>2007-12-06T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T02:01:21.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it was so hard trying to face the world with a smile on your face&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when your heart feels so heavy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday`s sucks. :( i have three tutorials @ one go. and it's very taxing on me, especially when i don't get sufficient sleep! &gt;.&lt; but okay lah. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sociology class test was .. okay. mrs ann marie said it's the easiest paper of the lot, but i beg to differ. :( i took some time to remember what theory was under which topic. too many theories. x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept a bit in accountings tutorial. i think the teacher was aiming me le; she kept looking over. ahh, and last week she just praised me for being a good class rep. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr philip siow was nice. (: he finished tutorial in less than an hour! we had a little project discussion, like we always do after each tutorial. so sweet. he said cause of me! hahah. cause before class started, i asked him if he could end class earlier. =x cause i was really tired! hahah. nice nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went lounge after school ended. hmm, stayed till 1930 for meeting! meeting was a lot shorter than i expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;waihong&lt;/span&gt; for the jacket and the lappy! :D super super appreciate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;. i guess you've probably read my blog, and know that i'm referring to you already. but .. i didn't expect this reaction from you. i thought you would at least have the decency to explain to me what happened and everything else. but it doesn't seem so. feels like our friendship never meant much from the start.. quite .. disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something happened at home today. shock filled me. i don't know what to say. but if you're reading this, i just want to say i think you shouldn't have done that. can you start behaving like your age? &lt;em&gt;sigh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thank God for nice nice friends. &lt;strong&gt;-beams.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-7270561851841283163?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/7270561851841283163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=7270561851841283163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/7270561851841283163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/7270561851841283163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/12/it-was-so-hard-trying-to-face-world.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-4207777637259216325</id><published>2007-12-04T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T20:02:58.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i don't know what to say anymore, but probably all these were my fault to begin with. i'm sorry. but maybe this period of time will be best for us to think things through carefully. i'm sorry for not knowing how to prioritize my life properly. sorry for all the hurt i've caused. i'm just .. in a period of transition. two months isn't very long, but i'll try. although i hope that .. no matter what the ending is, you'll always be my good friend. i know i shouldn't expect so much from you .. i'm sorry. &lt;u&gt;wan.an&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;你的爱早已经不同&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a really boring statistics lecture today. x_x macroeconomics lecture was still okay. yup. met &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;grace&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;yanpeng&lt;/span&gt; after that. hmm.. glad that &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;found your stuff. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;erbert&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;tim &lt;/span&gt;and his girlfriend also! &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;erbert&lt;/span&gt; looks .. fitter now! hahah, in comparison to when he just came back from australia .. hahah. yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate lamb shoulders again! yesterday i ate two plates you know! x) actually, i didn't feel hungry just now. but it's like .. i've been eating from &lt;em&gt;salad bar&lt;/em&gt; (name of the stall) everyday, that i feel so weird not eating there for just one day! hahah, and the lamb shoulders is nice okay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.&lt;br /&gt;i feel really fat today. ahh, sucks. and it's not just that. i feel my esteem going down by the day. and the feeling is just awful. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still remember back then i felt so inferior of myself in everything i do .. and it was one guy who saved me; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;jeffrey&lt;/span&gt;. frankly speaking, he didn't do much at all. like, really nothing at all. but it was just this feeling i get when i'm around him. made me feel .. better of myself. and although after that, i still felt like i wasn't good enough. at least i was able to carry myself more confidently. but now .. it all feels like an act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells. sociology class test tomorrow, 10%. sucks, i haven't studiedd. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andand. thanks &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;tom&lt;/span&gt; for lending me your laptop. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;caleb&lt;/span&gt;, if he actually reads it. hmm, saw that you were really tired. rest more please! and take care. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;adrian&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; shaz&lt;/span&gt;. thanks for being with me these days. (: really super duper appreciate it! hahah, and thanks for tolerating me as well. (: i'm glad you two accepted me for the way i am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the person who loves fullstops. thanks for being such a loyal friend. i know that i can always count on you to be there for me when i'm sad. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;sean teo&lt;/span&gt;, if he read this. thanks for your help. (: and thanks for being a friend! hahah, used to be scared of you. but now i think you're actually quite friendly and nice. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, but not the least, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;grace&lt;/span&gt;. thanks for being there for me, even though you had your own issues. really appreciate it. (: it's so amazing to me sometimes. it's like, we've reached a stage where we don't need to communicate often to understand each other, to know in our hearts that we'll be there for each other. we can don't talk often, but we always know that we'll be there to catch each other when we fall. it's just so amazing to me .. thanks for the friendship. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays. i like my MP4 alot. (: and i want the song "why" in my mp4! ahhh, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;YVONNE&lt;/span&gt;! x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care people. halfway through the week already. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-4207777637259216325?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/4207777637259216325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=4207777637259216325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/4207777637259216325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/4207777637259216325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-dont-know-what-to-say-anymore-but.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-4750175515961380940</id><published>2007-12-03T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T00:41:56.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;CONTINUATION OF THE 5 Cs!&lt;br /&gt;hahah, this time is not the 5 Bs, 5 As or whatever. it's again, 5 Cs, but known as the 5 small Cs. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;ohesiveness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;ooperation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;ommitment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;oncern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OB lecture! x) hahah, school is such a learning place to be in. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo, after buying my MP4, i'm more broke now. totally sucks since christmas is coming up. :( -smacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to write about this quote i saw during my duty period for standard chartered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;"pain fades, dreams last."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's quite commonly used right? but it's my first time seeing this, and i think it's so inspirational. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;shaz&lt;/span&gt; sucks at tic-tac-toe! hahah. i owned him, totally. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the following video is this song &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;yvonne &lt;/span&gt;introduced me. i think it's super .. touching. but it's christ-based. so .. don't view it if you don't want to right? for those viewing, please don't read the whole lyrics yet. follow the music, and proceed on word-by-word. it's really .. nice. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JJ6dYDRMRm4&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JJ6dYDRMRm4&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;We rode into town the other day&lt;br /&gt;just me and my Daddy&lt;br /&gt;He said i finally reached that age&lt;br /&gt;and i could ride next to Him on a horse&lt;br /&gt;that of course was not quite as wide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We heard a crowd of people shouting&lt;br /&gt;and so We stopped to find out why&lt;br /&gt;and there was that Man that my Dad said He loved&lt;br /&gt;but today there was fear in His eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i said Daddy, why are they screaming?&lt;br /&gt;why are the faces of some of them beaming?&lt;br /&gt;why is he dressed in that bright purple robe?&lt;br /&gt;i'll bet that crown hurts Him more than He shows&lt;br /&gt;Daddy please, can't you do something?&lt;br /&gt;He looks as though he's gonna cry&lt;br /&gt;You said He was stronger than all of those guys&lt;br /&gt;Daddy please tell me why&lt;br /&gt;why does everyone want Him to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later that day the sky grew cloudy&lt;br /&gt;and Daddy said i should go inside&lt;br /&gt;somehow He knew things would get stormy&lt;br /&gt;boy was He right&lt;br /&gt;but i could not keep from wondering&lt;br /&gt;if there was something He had to hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after He left, i had to find out&lt;br /&gt;i was not afraid of getting lost&lt;br /&gt;so i followed the crowd&lt;br /&gt;to a hill where i knew men had been killed&lt;br /&gt;and i heard a voice come from a cross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it said:&lt;br /&gt;Father, why are they screaming?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;why are the faces of some of them beaming?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;why are they casting their lots for my robe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;this crown of thorn hurts Me more than it shows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Father please can You do something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I know that You must hear My cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I thought I could handle the cross of this size&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Father remind Me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;why does everyone want Me to die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;when will I understand why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;My precious Son, I hear them screaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I'm watching the face of the enemy beaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;but soon I will clothe You in robes of My own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Jesus this hurts Me much more than You know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;but this dark hour, I must do nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;though I heard Your unbearable cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;the power in Your blood destroys all the lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;soon You'll see past their unmerciful eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;look there below see the child trembling by her father's side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;now I can tell You why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;she is why You must die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really nice. just like how grace puts it: "really pulls the strings of your heart." (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and to whoever you are:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;frankly speaking, i've found out who you are, and i'm pretty sure. i don't know what to say but that i'm disappointed. and i just don't understand why there is a need for you to do that in the first place. and i really don't see any justification in any perspective. i've read the chatlogs over and over again. and i just can't convince myself of any reasons that might help you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i might just turn nasty if i continue, so forget it. i don't know how to face you anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but don't worry, i won't hate you. i've never did. if Jesus can forgive those who hurt him that badly, what is my pain in comparison to him? but that's not the point. the point is, i've lost a good friend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;grace&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;giddy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;shaz&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;adrian&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;glenn&lt;/span&gt;. totally &lt;3 please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-4750175515961380940?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/4750175515961380940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=4750175515961380940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/4750175515961380940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/4750175515961380940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/12/continuation-of-5-cs-hahah-this-time-is.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-7985735021216133309</id><published>2007-12-02T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T21:28:35.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy belated birthday &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ivan&lt;/span&gt;! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ivan &lt;/span&gt;is just adorable. anyway,&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; ivan&lt;/span&gt;'s got a special talent! he can twist his legs/ankles/whatever very flexibly! and he's friendly and nice. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Mr Philip Siow&lt;/span&gt; as my lecturer for my previous marketing fundamentals lecture, and he was just so entertaining, like always. so he told us a story about his friend, lee kim sai. (kim = gold in hokkien. sai = shit in hokkien.) and this guy, works in a sewage business. and when people ask him where he works at, he has four levels of answer. (in his ever-so-straight face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;level 1&lt;br /&gt;person A: &lt;em&gt;so, where do you do for your living?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lee kim sai: &lt;em&gt;business.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;level 2&lt;br /&gt;person A: &lt;em&gt;ohh. so what kind of business?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lee kim sai: &lt;em&gt;government business.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;level 3&lt;br /&gt;person A: &lt;em&gt;O_O what kind of government business?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lee kim sai:&lt;em&gt; *looks around* *whispers* personal business.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;level 4&lt;br /&gt;person A:&lt;em&gt; *irritated* what kind of personal business?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lee kim sai:&lt;em&gt; your business, is my business.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-roars in laughter-&lt;br /&gt;that was my immediate response. okay, maybe it doesn't sound funny here. but really, you should hear philip siow! it was funny okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i wanna personally thank james, for being such a&lt;em&gt; nice&lt;/em&gt; friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after not seeing me for quite some time, guess what was his first sentence to me?&lt;br /&gt;"you look more and more like a hamster."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH, thanks ah! like i needed it. booooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, it's been more than 24 hours since i last slept. standard chartered marathon was in a way, fun. but in other ways, not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i've always thought leadership is all about taking initiative, giving in, and putting others first. but it feels like i've thought so wrong. should we only show that we can lead when we know that others will notice? there wasn't very .. correct/positive attitudes today. maybe we were just so tired. and i saw a lot of stuff with my own eyes. at the same time, i lost the respect i have for a number of people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not directed at anyone in specific. but if you think it does, then maybe you can afford to do a bit of self-reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not saying i'm perfect. i'm just stating my point of view. so don't start a riot because of that aight? but my point is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i gave my best today. do you feel that you did?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a happier note, i bought a MP4 today! omg, i'm super happy please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/mp4.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chio right?! :D&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; hakim&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;maybelin&lt;/span&gt; bought one each for themselves as well! hahah, pretty pretty! thanks &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;maybelin&lt;/span&gt; for helping me pay first! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day out with&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; jason&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;hakim&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;maybelin&lt;/span&gt; after that was great. (: i think i got to see some different sides of people, and i'm glad that now i know them more. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out "korens". &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;maybelin&lt;/span&gt; cried after hearing their story. it's sad. but she's going on a mission trip next year! so cool, but super dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pictures i took with &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;amos&lt;/span&gt;, when he was trying to tidy up his hair on his macbook. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo50.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo49.jpg" border="0" widh="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takecare! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-7985735021216133309?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/7985735021216133309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=7985735021216133309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/7985735021216133309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/7985735021216133309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-belated-birthday-ivan-p-hahahahah.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-3585977679264767672</id><published>2007-12-01T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T20:47:14.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy belated birthday &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yuting&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;andddddd!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy birthday &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;adrian&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; yuting&lt;/span&gt; enjoyed her day. (:&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;adrian&lt;/span&gt;, i hope you did also. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, i have standard chartered marathon later @ 3am. x_x the thought of it tires me out. hope everything will go well later. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feel so sian-ed now. so blog again.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy your weekend people! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDITED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bianca ryan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; alot. so much so to the extent that when i read that people feel that &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;charice pempengco&lt;/span&gt; is better than her, i get soo upset. and i really wonder why people feel that the latter is better! hahah, maybe i'm just biased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, seriously, to me, she's so captivating; extremely charismatic for someone of her age. everytime i watch her audition clip, i'll start getting goosebumps. she's &lt;u&gt;that&lt;/u&gt; good. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-3585977679264767672?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/3585977679264767672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=3585977679264767672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/3585977679264767672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/3585977679264767672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-belated-birthday-yuting-andddddd.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-4277516032344586085</id><published>2007-11-29T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T01:32:08.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;glenn&lt;/span&gt; sent me home in his car, along with john, tom and amanda. super duper nice of him! THANKYOU! -smilesbigbig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i tell you! you won't believe. i won this super pro @ pool 2 rounds consecutively! -beams. so proud of myself i tell you! hahahah. though there were a lot of .. &lt;em&gt;tyco-ness&lt;/em&gt; lahhhhhh. but but! the point should be i won right?! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;kahyuen&lt;/span&gt;, thanks for everything. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;statistics assignment today was okay. but .. i think i'll get about 20/25 only. damn sad. another 5% wasted. x( you know, for my statistics, my final year examination is 65% worth. walaoo. damn scary. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! i'm damn happy. :D cause hor! my sociology online quiz is only due in january. initially i thought it was due this sunday luhhh. but damn happy! i don't have to do it yet! cause i haven't bought the textbook. x)) hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and! &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;benchow&lt;/span&gt; is super nice! he actually remembers about my marketingfundamentals paper thing. -smiles. thankyou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;18 more days to OTC! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDITED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YAH. how can i forget! i met two really .. ______ people in the lounge today. seriously, i don't understand how they can be so stingy, petty, and whatever. for goodness' sake, for $1, you want to make the whole world hate you. is there any point?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo. bullies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-4277516032344586085?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/4277516032344586085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=4277516032344586085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/4277516032344586085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/4277516032344586085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/11/glenn-sent-me-home-in-his-car-along.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-4457386373939430633</id><published>2007-11-28T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T13:36:51.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school is stressed now. blame it on myself for missing so many lectures and tutorials. i don't quite get what's going on in school anymore. plus, mid-semester tests are already around the corner. boo. x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiayou lynette!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was in my sociology tutorial today. and mrs/miss ann marie said something interesting, and funny. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know the 5 Cs? cash, condo, credit cards, club and car?&lt;br /&gt;it's been replaced with 5 Bs now. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;ash - &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;illion dollars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;ondo - &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;ungalow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;redit cards - who needs credit cards if you have a &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;illion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;lub - &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;each (lol, imagine owning beaches.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;ar - &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;mw/Benz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah, quite funny the way she said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, i observed this trend. that whenever guys gathering together around a laptop/desktop, they'll start surfing for &lt;em&gt;chiobus&lt;/em&gt; on friendster. what's with them ah? lol, don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, i've been having quite a few unknown people adding me. like, really out of nowhere. =.= maybe my friendster .. but yah, i think it'd be more polite to message me on friendster first, instead of adding me right away on msn. =/ though i seriously don't mind. just commenting. hahah. it's a good way of making friends! (: a bit freaky some times though .. just don't freak me out aight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;adrian&lt;/span&gt; is my best friend! :D hahah, so random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; kahyuen&lt;/span&gt;, thanks for your concern. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two more days till the weekends! &lt;em&gt;tahannnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/em&gt;! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-4457386373939430633?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/4457386373939430633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=4457386373939430633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/4457386373939430633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/4457386373939430633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/11/school-is-stressed-now.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-3881055325714014930</id><published>2007-11-28T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T01:02:21.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all i can say is, i'm sorry. really am.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what do you think it's the best for us now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think a lot of people very stony/stressed/emo today. so cheer up! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-3881055325714014930?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/3881055325714014930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=3881055325714014930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/3881055325714014930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/3881055325714014930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/11/all-i-can-say-is-im-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-5995230759837071464</id><published>2007-11-25T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T22:31:46.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have never thought of myself as someone who would only respect authority. i respect every single person i know, as far as i'm concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i treat different people differently. and if that labels me as a hypocrite, bootlicker, suck-up, or whatever, by all means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've treated subcomms and excos fairly; such as claudine, mark, adrian, eric, benchow, amanda, ashely, amos, isaac, and many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you feel that i suddenly treat you differently, shouldn't you be wondering what happened that made me feel this way? instead of pushing everything to me getting close to ex-cos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hitting, suaning. is something i do to everyone. excos, non-excos, whoever. pouring water? i thought it was all in the name of fun, and we both understood that. plus i have already apologised back then. why say nevermind when you actually mind and even digging it out now? i don't get you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bad at expressing myself, so i don't want to say anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but maybe, just maybe, you should think of other reasons, besides this, of why i'm treating you the way i am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i told myself to get over this already. but what really affected me was, you claim that a few others are tired of my attitude. which was really a shot in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you know what. i shouldn't be down, no i shouldn't. there are so many others who are supporting me and believes that i am not this way. so many that it's maybe more than the few others you claim. if i were to stay this way, it's only disappointment to those who believe in me. just like how i was disappointed when you had looked at me this way. but my friends don't deserve this from me. my true friends are my motivation, and will always continue to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you haven't communicate with me on a heart-to-heart basis, please don't assume anymore. get to know me, before you make your conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's the least you can do for anyone; give them a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- -------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a new blog @ livejournal. restricted to friends only. so make an account if you want to be added yeah? just ask me for the link. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was out with &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;hakim &lt;/span&gt;today. it was fun. (: thanks for the company and vice versa! =p we shall go to the arcade again yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i have learnt that we really cannot please everyone in life, no matter how hard you try. one matter, can be perceived in many ways. one bad, can kill all the good you have.&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/36448134-5995230759837071464?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/5995230759837071464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=5995230759837071464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/5995230759837071464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/5995230759837071464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-have-never-thought-of-myself-as.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-3146905704739280796</id><published>2007-11-25T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T02:55:03.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know, i really hate being accused. i hate it more than i hate insects. i swear. if there's one thing i hate in this world, is being accused of something i haven't done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and currently, at this very moment, i feel so accused. i feel this need to justify myself on this very blog. i can type entries after entries on how unjustified i feel now, and how i feel that maybe you don't have much of a right to point fingers at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not going to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just feel so .. on the verge of breaking down. maybe this is not how i want it. i don't think i can do it. do you think i can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks glenn, hakim, claudine, mark, gideon, nicholas and grace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-3146905704739280796?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/3146905704739280796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=3146905704739280796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/3146905704739280796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/3146905704739280796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/11/you-know-i-really-hate-being-accused.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-5541774863203419358</id><published>2007-11-24T20:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T22:43:37.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;have you ever tried putting yourself in my shoes? i really thought you would understand all these effort i've been making. it's been really tough these days, but i've been trying to be really strong; trying to stand on my own, at long last. please don't force me, especially emotional blackmails. if you think you cannot afford to trust me, then it's just so sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, ITE Simei's 4th student council investiture was quite interesting, and maybe a little funny. hahah. we didn't stay for the reception, went straight off after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, interesting day. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah, thanks to &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;glenn&lt;/span&gt; for tolerating my nonsense. boo, i think i was mean today. but he was nice lah, although he likes to bully me. :( and and! stop shouting at me okay! it's meann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mental note: don't overstep boundaries.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which, went dinner with my dad. nothing much. home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;glenn&lt;/span&gt;, for your concern. (: so damn sweet. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;bei&lt;/span&gt;. it really feels good to know that someone out there still cares about my presence. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;nicholas&lt;/span&gt;. for listening to my complaints and whinings. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;hadi&lt;/span&gt;: i really don't know what i should say. i don't know if those tags were enough to explain myself. maybe it was you being oversensitive. maybe it was me carrying myself in a wrong way. but whatever it is, if you wanna hold on to what you blogged, then i guess there's really nothing i can do. sorry if i've offended you, it was unintended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting close to the ex-cos and seniors was never something i purposely wanted. they were just easy to talk to, easy to get along with, and fun to be with. and it was because of them, that's why i feel motivated to run. it was never the other way round. they've inspired me in a lot of ways you guys will never know; and all i want is to return them with a genuine friendship, and help when they need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if any of you want to substitute all these with only one word: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i'm speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care people. please remember i'm the same, and i'll still love you all. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-5541774863203419358?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/5541774863203419358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=5541774863203419358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/5541774863203419358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/5541774863203419358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/11/have-you-ever-tried-putting-yourself-in.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-8209807845342829528</id><published>2007-11-24T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T22:05:35.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i missed out on something i should have blogged quite some time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;dearest, it's really belated i know. but i hope you can feel these wishes from the bottom of my heart. that was the first time i showed you direct concern; a message to wish that everything is alright for you and that i still love you. i know you've been strong, but tired out by everything of this world. but i wish that just for me, you would continue perserving, holding on. you really hold the utmost position in my heart, and i hope you can feel this love from me, even if i do not show it. please, take care. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please don't ask me who at all, i won't say it to a single soul. just know that this person is super duper important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, anyways. i wanna apologise to &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;mark &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ciu fen&lt;/span&gt;, for being such an irresponsible person. really sorry. :( i was very tired, but i know that shouldn't be an excuse. and i'm very grateful for your forgiveness. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, GL briefing was okay. a bit messy here and there. but overall, it was still okay lah. (: i'm extremely excited about this event! 23 more days! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats to &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;fion&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;badd&lt;/span&gt;, for a successful appeal attempt on being a GL! super happy for you two lah! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed down to meet my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dad&lt;/span&gt;, his birthday is today. was supposed to be a long night, but some stuff happened. so .. changed location. but &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;leonard &lt;/span&gt;couldn't enter the place, cause he is underaged. so i accompanied him home. (: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dad &lt;/span&gt;had a really nice birthday cake though! $200. wow. but really really unique. (: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dad&lt;/span&gt; promised me that for my birthday! -beams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;: i'm really super happy for you that you got back your stuff. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mental note:&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shouldn't expect the same behaviour from everyone. i should learn to accept people's differences, and that their reactions might not be positive afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh, i was a bit .. shaken. maybe it was because i was overly-sensitive. maybe it was because i expected better. maybe it was because you were too sharp with your words. but maybe it was really nothing much, and i'm making a mountain out of a molehill. bah. i hate to take stuff like these so seriously. but i can't help it; it affects me alot, little stuffs like that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it's just sad to feel that it never mattered to you, when i'm trying so hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;putting that aside, i am really happy these days. alot happier than back then. and it's all thanks to the people inside. from the ex-cos, to the subcomms. all my friends can see that, and i think they're really happy for me. -smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;b&gt;subcomms&lt;/b&gt;: i hope you guys don't think i'm a hypocrite or whatever, trying to suck up to the seniors. i know i appeared out of nowhere in semester 1.2, and suddenly became closer to the more senior people in SU. but .. i don't know lah. i just felt that i can relate to them better. i'm sorry if i made you feel that way okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;emphasis&lt;/strong&gt;: i don't mean to say it's happening now, but i just wanna reduce the chances of people feeling that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a clarification to something i've been hearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i did not quit dance just because of SU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please make that clear. it matters to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. i wanna give special thanks to &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;gideon&lt;/span&gt;. (: who has been trying to help me in so many areas, teaching me so many things i need to learn. and most importantly, trusting and believing in me. thankyou. ((: &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to some event at ite simei with &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;claudine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and a few other ex-cos. i'm excited! it's the first time for me, and i'm really hoping i can learn alot of stuff. (: thanks for giving me this opportunity. greatly appreciated. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need time for myself. make personal changes, etc. so that i can be a better person. and i hope i can earn some respect for myself, because people feel that i deserve it. i don't want to be seen as someone who just wants to have fun, and play. i want to be seen as trustable, responsible, dependable and mature. please help me along the way okay? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, thanks for everything everyone. for the love you've been showering, for the concern you've been showing, for letting me know that you'll always be behind me supporting me, for understanding that i'm walking towards a certain goal and helping me. simply for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-8209807845342829528?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/8209807845342829528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=8209807845342829528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/8209807845342829528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/8209807845342829528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-missed-out-on-something-i-should-have.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-532917220511335806</id><published>2007-11-22T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T02:50:33.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;introducing the pet of the year: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;sunny lim&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00186.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he lets me mess his hair. :D hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, what the! i just realised i never blog about me getting a new bag! AHH! how can that be?!?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00200.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you got. :D limited edition of krumpler, i think. totally &lt;3.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few outdated , but very much treasured photos. (:  &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00181.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00182.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll totally miss&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; them&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but back to reality, i'm having a lot of fun these days. i even see myself being so interested in learning and changing for the better. i believe it's for my own good as well, and i'm very happy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;claud&amp;amp;me in the toilet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00197.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00196.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think claudine looks so cute in this picture. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camwhoring in lounge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo32.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo10.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo17.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00594.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00595.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xmas tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00045.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;he says i'm his eyecandy! hahahah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i feel that i've made two of the most meaningful wishes in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. wish that everything will go well for tpsu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. wish that subcomms can love each other more and accept each others' differences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sincerely, truly, madly, deeply. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;: you've been so optimistic about the loss. (: but i hope you get your stuff back eventually. -wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, here i am wishing that nothing changes before, during or after elections next year. it sucks to see things turn ugly just because of these stuff. seriously no point at all. so if you think you're up to the duties of an ex-co, go ahead and run! but make sure you are responsible and committed enough. unsure? talk more to ex-cos please, before finalising your decision. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care people! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-532917220511335806?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/532917220511335806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=532917220511335806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/532917220511335806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/532917220511335806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/11/introducing-pet-of-year-sunny-lim-he.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-8202954564309021639</id><published>2007-11-20T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T01:05:19.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've made my decision, finally and painstakingly. and have also told whoever is concerned. which .. wasn't as bad as i thought it would be at all. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"if ya wanna come back someday jus come back for audition"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; was the reply i got. which is more than enough for me. (: and now, what i wanna do is to be focused on what i want to do in my 3 years of poly life. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hiro&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;james&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;kevin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;glenn&lt;/span&gt;. thank you for listening to me and advising me on this matter. all your opinions mattered a hell lot to me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on, i love being in the student lounge these days, like really. the atmosphere and everything, just makes it feel real good. fuzzy feeling. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! congrats to those who have been selected to be a GL! see you around for OTC! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a very random note, i like &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yeeping&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;kahyuen&lt;/span&gt; alot. (: for some reason, i'm damn attracted to the two of them. maybe cause i'm a bit on the crooked side .. HAHAH. but yup! i think they're damn nice! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, to &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;hadi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for those words of encouragement. i really super duper appreciate it; it was like &lt;strong&gt;the word&lt;/strong&gt; in season. i don't know how to say it, but it seriously helped in a lot of ways, especially in boosting my self-esteem. thankyou. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care people! come lounge more often! HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-8202954564309021639?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/8202954564309021639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=8202954564309021639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/8202954564309021639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/8202954564309021639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/11/ive-made-my-decision-finally-and.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-2356261355008794517</id><published>2007-11-18T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T01:06:32.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;INTRODUCING TO YOU ALL MY OFFICIAL SCANDAL #1: &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAKIM&lt;/span&gt;! :DD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="220" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/S73F0444.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. so cute hor? xD i am his only scandal! and i feel so honoured! :D hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch the competition:&lt;em&gt; butts off.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was okay, not bad. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;eyecandy&lt;/span&gt;: don't worry kay. you all did your best! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am no good at making decisions when it comes to my own life. but now, i&lt;strong&gt; have&lt;/strong&gt; to choose a path, and .. i think i have chosen. this time, i want to live it to the best and never regret the path i've chosen to walk! my dear friends, give me support okay? i need it. thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you guys totally! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-2356261355008794517?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/2356261355008794517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=2356261355008794517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/2356261355008794517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/2356261355008794517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/11/introducing-to-you-all-my-official.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-5619102074117322654</id><published>2007-11-17T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T03:30:17.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am supposed to be asleep now, but being ever-so-stupid, i ended up washing my hair when i'm supposed to just take a quick bath. so nevermind, i shall blog while waiting for my hair to dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna say i had a great past two days; the craziest days after so long. and i really really treasure those moments! (: there are many who really made my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hakim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new found scandal! :D heh, thanks for everythingggg! really super duper appreciate it and enjoy your company! you owe me a date, remember hor! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;glenn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for everything! like, trying to entertain me when you are pretty much busy yourself, learning those dance steps so seriously, even though you know you really can't do it, etc etc etc. super duper enjoyed your company and thanks for all those patience! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;claudine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooh! my sexylove! :D thanks for everything sia! your company etc. appreciated everything today! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;isaac &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boooo! thankyouuuuuuu my new friend. :D heh, you're so fun to be with. thanks for all the company! ^^&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;amos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha, you suck! xD no lahhh, thanks for all the crappiness, etc. you really made everything more fun. (: new new friend! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;tom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for letting me draw on your hand! haha, thanks for your kind patience and not-so-kind treatment. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;john&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't really know what to say, but i feel alot of gratitude towards you. ((: thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;those guys from st.gabs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks man! seriously, you guys were so fun to be with. (: thanks for entertaining my nonsense. hahahh, and i'm glad you guys didn't find it irritating. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so far, that's all i can remember. will update again! bed now. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-5619102074117322654?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/5619102074117322654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=5619102074117322654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/5619102074117322654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/5619102074117322654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-am-supposed-to-be-asleep-now-but.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-1572077527507868881</id><published>2007-11-15T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T00:56:55.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nothing exactly bad happened today. just that i simply weren't in top form; i felt tired physically and drained emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but with the best of my efforts, i put on a smile and faced the world. but ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;it was really difficult.especially when it came to facing you all. i just feel so horrible about myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but really thanks to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;mark&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;meimei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;who made it a good day for me. (: thanks for being so sweet and everything. just those little actions make me smile. (: &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tprawks tomorrow, or rather later. i just wish i would dare to dance. i hope that i will feel good enough about myself to dare to dance. it's a come-and-go thing, but 95% of the time, it's not there. sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, off to bed. nights people. i love you all. &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how useless can one feel?&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/36448134-1572077527507868881?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/1572077527507868881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=1572077527507868881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/1572077527507868881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/1572077527507868881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/11/nothing-exactly-bad-happened-today.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-1263281780515698231</id><published>2007-11-14T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T00:20:27.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm, i don't wanna force myself to blog; it sucks to make something i enjoy doing an obligation. so yup, will update when i don't get so drained out physically. (: and maybe when people like &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;james&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;kevin&lt;/span&gt; stop suaning me so much. x_x bullies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really don't like my timetable. 9am everyday is killing me. i think i'll shift all my 9am lectures somewhere else. =.= .. and i've been missing alot of my lectures. there goes my gpa lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll marry whoever can make me less tired. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take cares people! &lt;3 and because i love you guys so much. here's a picture of me. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo462.jpg" width="350" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. my favourite picture currently. oops, not being self-obsessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-1263281780515698231?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/1263281780515698231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=1263281780515698231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/1263281780515698231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/1263281780515698231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/11/hmm-i-dont-wanna-force-myself-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-7402535352425860198</id><published>2007-11-11T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T23:46:18.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;steph&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;mel&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;kev&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt; jj&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;mer&lt;/span&gt; and my two &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;brothers&lt;/span&gt; were totally &lt;strong&gt;&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt; today! (: and i had fun today! -smilesbigbig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to go iceskating. but by the time we reached there, it was already two. and their rink closes at 1530. =.= soooooo! we went to kbox instead! :D was just so much fun inside! but no photos. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. we can have this once every fortnight! so fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special special thanks to my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;youngest brother&lt;/span&gt; for carrying my skates for me today. really super duper appreciate it. ((: !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the sad thing is.. tomorrow is a monday already. :(( sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm pretty packed this week. but i cannot even remember what i have on whatever days. i know there's a briefing for me to attend on tuesday. after which, there is dance training. tprawks-dance for me on thursday. and tpsu-ccn day on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i promised &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;meimei&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;jack&lt;/span&gt; (i think) that i'd go out with them this week. and somewhere this week, i got to meet my socio groupmates to watch a movie with them. i think the wiser choice now would be to ask them to watch at their own time. x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo. packed weeks are fun, but tiring and draining. what makes it worse is that i seem to be forgetting alot of stuff here and there. i know i've jotted it down somewhere, but i don't know where. bleh ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whatever it is, take care everyone. weather's been bad these days. sleep early, and drink more water. it'll make your immune system stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and specially to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, i wish you could at least give me some response instead of just ignoring our messages. please take care and get back to me as soon as possible yeah? better still if i can meet you tomorrow.. -hugs. take cares please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-7402535352425860198?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/7402535352425860198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=7402535352425860198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/7402535352425860198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/7402535352425860198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/11/steph-mel-kev-jj-mer-and-my-two.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-7455459290924429609</id><published>2007-11-11T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T00:43:38.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>talk about being responsible. har.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to elaborate, and i don't wanna rub it in. but next time, at least be responsible enough to inform me before i ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap. another time. i don't wanna ask people go ice-skating in future already. =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-7455459290924429609?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/7455459290924429609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=7455459290924429609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/7455459290924429609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/7455459290924429609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/11/talking-about-responsibility.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-2733382332516145028</id><published>2007-11-09T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T20:17:54.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know i'm damn slow. but that isn't gonna stop me from saying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm so damn amazed by bianca ryan.&lt;/strong&gt; omggggggggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, if you're slower than me, it's okay. hahaaha. bianca ryan is the winner of america's got talent season 1. omg. she sings really well and knows how to carry herself on stage. totally &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jcOOOebe7fs&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jcOOOebe7fs&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check her out man! that's her audition clip. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think she did better in her recording though. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-2733382332516145028?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/2733382332516145028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=2733382332516145028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/2733382332516145028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/2733382332516145028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-know-im-damn-slow.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-3797432406057507911</id><published>2007-11-08T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T14:07:04.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO HELLO HELLO! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got to share this! make sure you hear the whole thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l0AEfAVDOX8&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l0AEfAVDOX8&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard that?!?!?!?!?!! and it's live for goodness' sake. so scary. hahaha. and she's from CHINA! okay lah, not trying to be prejudiced or whatever. but, quite amazing sia, for a china girl. hahaha. damn impressed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up will be photos! camwhoring on &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;kevin&lt;/span&gt;'s laptop as usual. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo313.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo347.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves of the day! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo416.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo389.jpg" width="350" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo422.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;jj&lt;/span&gt; don't want take picture with lynette. :( but i'm posting it anyway! i look cute! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo440.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo439.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. so cute hor! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selfobsession! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo354.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo379.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo272.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, favourite picture of the day! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo438.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i got a lot of other photos. but if i were to upload all of them here, i think your computer will hang. or you will stop reading my blog. hahaha. so forget it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. actually i got a few more stuff i haven't updated. actually i forgot about it lah. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00168.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the super cute shoes &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hiro&lt;/span&gt; got for me! :D thankyouuu! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00162.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see this? it's done by this guy called &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;larry hoo&lt;/span&gt;. and he still dare pose for me when i said i'm gonna blog this up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00163.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you go! &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;larry hoo&lt;/span&gt;. idiottt. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly, i was in lecture a few days back. and .. there was something wrong with the clock lah. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-Ljv3s6A5Jw&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-Ljv3s6A5Jw&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so according to this clock, seems like we've been inside lecture for almost 24 hours. x_x lol, but was damn stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp. that's all. happy deepavali! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-3797432406057507911?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/3797432406057507911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=3797432406057507911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/3797432406057507911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/3797432406057507911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-hello-hello-d-i-just-got-to-share.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-7735522124978213426</id><published>2007-11-08T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T01:27:26.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i reached home not very long ago; cabbed with &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;hakim&lt;/span&gt;. took a bath and here i am blogging. i feel so much that i need to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i attended tpsu's ex-cos monthly meeting. to all sub-comms, if you didn't know, it's actually open for us to go and sit in as observants. (i just knew it today also.) it was draggy, but not boring. in fact, there was quite a bit of laughter. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, did a small presentation on the subcomm gathering event that &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;hadi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;xiao ming&lt;/span&gt; and me are planning. i think it was good experience. but of course i was a bit scared and nervous .. and i'm usually quite embarrassed when it comes to such stuff. but i will overcome it! i just need a little more confidence in myself and the things i do and i'll be just fine. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attending this meeting .. has moved me a lot in many ways. but also made me think of what i really want in my poly life. life's full of choices, and we've got to make them anyways. yupp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;hakim&lt;/span&gt; for lending me your jacket. (: heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yah! thanks to &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;kim jian&lt;/span&gt; for actually remembering to buy me something! so sweet. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my whole mind is revolving around tpsu at the moment. haha, i feel so responsible. i'm sending a long long email to &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;hadi &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;xiao ming&lt;/span&gt; to remind them of everything about our plans. :DD and the email is damn long. i don't think i've ever typed such a long email. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. brain cells dead. goodbye! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-7735522124978213426?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/7735522124978213426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=7735522124978213426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/7735522124978213426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/7735522124978213426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-reached-home-not-very-long-ago-cabbed.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-2056598594080260577</id><published>2007-11-06T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T23:56:14.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_lHGslwZhX8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_lHGslwZhX8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="300" width="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" class="post" id="post-19"&gt; &lt;div class="snap_preview"&gt; &lt;p&gt;i can see your face everywhere i look&lt;br /&gt;but everywhere is nowhere without  you&lt;br /&gt;what seemed to be like days&lt;br /&gt;was just a moment in time&lt;br /&gt;but it meant  the world to me&lt;br /&gt;cause i knew&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;what i’ve been searching for all of my life&lt;br /&gt;i had it right here - in front  of my eyes&lt;br /&gt;and what i’ve wished for was nothing compared&lt;br /&gt;to what i received - when you were here with me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and if you’ll never come back&lt;br /&gt;and today was all that we had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and if i  won’t see tomorrow with you in my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it won’t matter because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;now i know  what it’s like to be loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;you’re so far away but i feel you so near&lt;br /&gt;it’s like you never left me -  never said good bye&lt;br /&gt;i can hear your voice in the crowd&lt;br /&gt;i can feel you  touch me right now&lt;br /&gt;i can see you smile when i close my eyes&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;and i hold on to that every night&lt;br /&gt;to help me understand - when i ask  myself why&lt;br /&gt;of all the people out there - you chose to be with me&lt;br /&gt;to share  a love so rare&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;and if you’ll never come back&lt;br /&gt;and today was all that we had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and if i  won’t see tomorrow with you in my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it won’t matter because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;now I know  what it’s like to be loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;what a beautiful thing - to feel your love within&lt;br /&gt;like a child that sees  the sunshine on the first day of spring&lt;br /&gt;just to know it’s true - there is  someone like you&lt;br /&gt;who can make me believe there is nothing i can’t do&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;if you’ll never come back&lt;br /&gt;and today was all that we had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and if i won’t  see tomorrow with you in my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it won’t matter because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;now I know what  it’s like to be loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to be loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;!-- You can start editing here. --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dedicatd to my beloved friend; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;it always feels better to be able to relate to a song, and i hope this does the job. crying will make you feel better. just cry it all out. you know i'll be here. -hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thanks to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;lisheng&lt;/span&gt; for introducing the song. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;--- -------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the game plan&lt;/span&gt; today with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hiro&lt;/span&gt;. very funny, cute and touching. (: to me, it's worth watching. so go watch it if you haven't! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to watch so many other shows! hmm, like stardust, bee movie, the golden compass, enchanted and mr. magorium's wonder emporium. hahahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowadays i think i abit weird, have been getting alot of 'first time'. like the first pink dolphin drink i bought a few days back, first box of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hei bai pei&lt;/span&gt; i bought yesterday and first cream puff from beard papa. hmm ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;iro&lt;/span&gt; bought me a lot of stuff from malaysia. heh, thanks! :D so cutee. i upload the pictures another time. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care people. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-2056598594080260577?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/2056598594080260577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=2056598594080260577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/2056598594080260577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/2056598594080260577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-5139850958958216830</id><published>2007-11-05T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T21:53:10.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today .. was just a bad day for me. i think it's one of the worst i've ever had. i feel so drained; physically, emotionally and mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started off really bad, with kenneth fong as my macroeconomics teacher. i will agree it's our fault to talk during class in the first place, but what's with his long speeches and stuff? =.= ..&lt;br /&gt;and i'm intending to have a really peaceful class, and not have any disputes or backstabbing among us. so .. if any of you guys are offended by the event today, please just forgive and forget okay? i think none of us meant harm. cheers. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to say and i don't really know how to be myself in front of you again. it's like .. i feel so cheated. or is it just me over-reacting? i don't know. i feel like the bad person now, and i really hate feeling that way. or maybe i just won't do anything about it. care less, they say. maybe then i won't be feeling this horrible now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;james&lt;/span&gt; for keeping me company. (: even thought you zhao-ed to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;kaiwen&lt;/span&gt; in the end .. haha. and thanks to tpsu subcomms for all those laughters in the lounge. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i've been entrusted with the task of organizing a subcomm gathering for tpsu, along with hadi and xiao ming. so hopefully i leave them with a positive impression of myself. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;details will be up at a later date, but it should be held at about late november? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;junhui&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ciu fen&lt;/span&gt; for helping me print the notes, and&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; jashawn &lt;/span&gt;for lending me your correction tape, etc. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't go for sociology lecture in the end. talked alot to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;grace &lt;/span&gt;though, which i believe is more fruitful than going for that lecture. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks girl, for trying to listen even though you're facing so many stuff yourself. you know, i'm just so lost by myself and i can't make decisions. so really, thanks for hearing all my rantings. (: please know that i'll always always be here for you. take cares. friends forever. &lt;3  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, also thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;kev&lt;/span&gt; for the laptop. (: thanks for being able to trust me with your $2700 laptop. =p heh. appreciated! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the corn flakes thing @ a1. and i miss the mango smoothie @ the crepes place. boooo. soon soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i sent &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;grace&lt;/span&gt; home. and i started getting this splitting headache. nevermind .. went to the bus stop, and missed my bus number 30. waiting for another 40 minutes before the next 30 came. and to make you feel worse, two of bus 30 came together. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's like you're not drained out by everything enough. on bus 225, out of nowhere a bee appeared right in front of me. .. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind .. reached my floor, and i saw a grasshopper/cricket? wah, what the hell i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW MANY TIMES MUST I REPEAT! OMG! i hate insects!! truly, madly, deeply!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. i miss you. i miss all those times we spent just chatting about our lives. i really appreciated all the little thoughts and efforts from you in the past, and wish that everything is still the same now. i wish you had more time for me. i wish i am still that little sister in your heart, one whom you've showered so much love and concern on. am i still..? maybe it's just me being too egoistic, but i just wanna feel that you still want me in your life, not just the other way round..&lt;br /&gt;misses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have dance tomorrow at night. and meeting with tpsu's ex-cos on wednesday. hope everything goes fine. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my wrist hurt like mad today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thoughts for today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you've been all my confidence. i feel like i'm nothing good enough in front of everyone; everyone but you ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all those have become used-to-be`s and nothing more. there will be no one there for me like you always do anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it sucks when you get too fair; when you treat me just like anyone else ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDITED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;eyecandy&lt;/span&gt; for cheering me up! (: who has such nice eyecandies man .. -fortunate me- ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yah! thanks to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;meimei&lt;/span&gt;! for that sweet message. (: really thoughtful of you. (:&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/36448134-5139850958958216830?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/5139850958958216830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=5139850958958216830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/5139850958958216830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/5139850958958216830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/11/today.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-5333301773998333375</id><published>2007-11-05T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T01:55:00.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel so horrible about myself.&lt;br /&gt;i've never thought i was this mean.&lt;br /&gt;maybe cause i've been praised all the time, that's why i can't take this criticism now.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, makes me feel really horrible about myself.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-5333301773998333375?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/5333301773998333375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=5333301773998333375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/5333301773998333375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/5333301773998333375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-feel-so-horrible-about-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-6508983861193894482</id><published>2007-11-04T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T15:26:36.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this entry will be a super &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;self-obsessed&lt;/span&gt; entry, so if you know it will result in you thinking that i think i'm oh-so-great/cute or anything, then just click on the "x" at the top right hand corner of your window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;you've been warned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. I WAS TALKING TO MY &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;EYECANDY&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all those hypocrisy. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;hehe. so will you be my boyfriend ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all those hypocrisy. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* F.A.D.Z *~ For you Ill make a song ~+ messofmylife.blogspot.com *~ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;wahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* F.A.D.Z *~ For you Ill make a song ~+ messofmylife.blogspot.com *~ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;welll..... hmmm.. i MIGHT consider..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* F.A.D.Z *~ For you Ill make a song ~+ messofmylife.blogspot.com *~ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. but that's &lt;u&gt;NOT&lt;/u&gt; the main point! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* F.A.D.Z *~ For you Ill make a song ~+ messofmylife.blogspot.com *~ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;haiyah.. u oso cuTe wad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* F.A.D.Z *~ For you Ill make a song ~+ messofmylife.blogspot.com *~ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all those hypocrisy. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;HAHA. you cuterrrr !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* F.A.D.Z *~ For you Ill make a song ~+ messofmylife.blogspot.com *~ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;at least the cuTest girl in tpde lar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* F.A.D.Z *~ For you Ill make a song ~+ messofmylife.blogspot.com *~ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all those hypocrisy. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;WAH. really ah ? x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all those hypocrisy. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;-feels so complimented-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all those hypocrisy. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* F.A.D.Z *~ For you Ill make a song ~+ messofmylife.blogspot.com *~ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~* F.A.D.Z *~ For you Ill make a song ~+ messofmylife.blogspot.com *~ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;yahhhhh. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll feel as happy as me if your&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;eye candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;said that to you. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVERMIND! you all don't think i cute but my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;eye candy &lt;/span&gt;does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAAHA. okay, but my head won't swell i promise. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just damn happy! my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;eye candy&lt;/span&gt; leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(please do not start rumoring that i think i'm damn cute or whatever. please please please. thankyou.(: )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-6508983861193894482?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/6508983861193894482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=6508983861193894482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/6508983861193894482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/6508983861193894482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-d-this-entry-will-be-super-self.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-8927617728331039941</id><published>2007-11-04T01:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T02:50:34.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maybe i've been too sensitive. it's the third person already. but still, they say they're okay with me. (: and that makes me really happy! because i have one less person who doesn't like me. it really makes my day! -smilesbigbig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as for you .. i don't know how to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel that one person should try to build up a friendship with one person, before building another one. erm, crap. that's not what i mean, but .. it's somewhere along that line. it's not nice to make people feel that your friendship with another person is more important than with him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know. don't make me start doubting you okay? if you think it's referring to you, then maybe it is because you are guilty of not appreciating your friendships. so start appreciating them! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- -------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just don't understand. why one can be so hypocrite. i really see no need to be so. it just makes everyone not like you at the end of the day. so, what's the point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know. i really thought you were damn nice, till everything started happening. can you prove me with actions that what i'm seeing and hearing ain't true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i treasure my friendship with you. but it really doesn't seem like you do. it hurts when you seem happier with other people instead of me. maybe i'm just over-sensitive, but i just think it's damn sad. it feels so .. one sided of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what should i do now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- -------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel really horrible about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so horrible that i think i should just be isolated on an island to die a friendless person. i feel like i'm not good enough and don't deserve to be anyone's friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sucks. it's like everything is taking a toll on you all at one go. and yet you can't share with anyone, and you've got to pretend like everything's alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why does it rain here in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-8927617728331039941?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/8927617728331039941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=8927617728331039941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/8927617728331039941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/8927617728331039941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/11/maybe-ive-been-too-sensitive.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-273592840606525177</id><published>2007-10-31T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T01:04:55.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so sorry for the lack of updates. :( booo. not exactly busy lah, but i feel that the stuff i normally blog don't seem important, that's why i don't update. hahaha. ohwells. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, let's talk about .. wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;performance was fun! ((: erm .. but .. maybe the one before isn't .. LOL. shan't elaborate, just plain boringly funny. loll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and did i mention &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;wan ting&lt;/span&gt; is damn freaking hot when she does this particular move. ohmygosh, totally hot! and and! OMG, she did it with me. cause it was couple work, so .. OMG, SO HOT! :DD so hot so hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday .. nothing much. just hanged out in school etc etc. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday! went to queue for donuts with &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;mark &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;jason&lt;/span&gt;. ((: i bought half a dozen for myself! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;grandma&lt;/span&gt; wants to try all the flavours i think .. shall go queue and buy one dozen for her one day. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today (saturday) supposedly had dance class. but &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;gin&lt;/span&gt; never come. :( so we did some physical training, and the seniors taught us the routine for tprawks. quite fun! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that we went to far east plaza to watch the anti-smoking dance campaign - butts off. i'll have to say &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;mervin&lt;/span&gt;'s and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;fadz&lt;/span&gt;'s group did damn well! (same group) omg, i was like O_O. i don't know about the rest, but i really loved the whole thing. and i felt so much like i wanna dance with them. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND! &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;fadz&lt;/span&gt; is my new eyecandy! omg! so damn cute!&lt;br /&gt;i'll post his picture up on the next entry! so you girls can oogle at him! cause fion not online yet. heh. wah, damn cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i thought this semester would suck. cause of the many many boring subjects. buttttt! my tutors are so interesting. :D heh. i never thought i would get good tutors. lol. lucky me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lah, i quite mind blank actually.&lt;br /&gt;so take care! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;now all i can do is to pray hard and wish that time would pass faster. so that i know what i fear really won't happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i've never felt so horrible of myself in front of people whom i thought understood me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it's just all those smiles and laughter. but at the end of the day, you know it's nothing but a mask. it's nothing that you'll need to fill the spaces in your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-273592840606525177?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/273592840606525177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=273592840606525177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/273592840606525177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/273592840606525177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/10/so-sorry-for-lack-of-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-2425223022275911086</id><published>2007-10-31T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T22:05:01.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's performance for tp arts festival, finally, in less than 12 hours. feels pretty exciting. (: heh, hope we do well. and i know we will. (: gambetteeeeee! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i think it's always important to feel important and belonged to your group of friends, also known as clique. yeah, if you don't, then there's no point in dwelling there because whether or not you're there, it does not make any difference. so, find your own clique yah? don't just go with the flow, and stay just because you have no choice or whatever. it's important to feel belonged and needed. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my friends, especially &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;. (: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: sorry if you feel that i've neglected you .. but yah, i'm sorry kay. i'm really abit too busy these days, and .. maybe it's just me being selfish. sorry yah? &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next,photos as promised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and me! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo62.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo76.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo77.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo99.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo101.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo104.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, you know this picture? we took super long before we took it. this stupid gen was laughing nonstop at my stupid looking face then she can't even pose properly for a picture. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo93.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to be a picture including only &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;huijing&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;fion&lt;/span&gt; and me. but apparently,&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;mervin&lt;/span&gt; (the big head) and&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; james&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;chap ji ka&lt;/em&gt;. damn nonsense please. hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo102.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, finally took it. (: me,&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; fion&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;huijing&lt;/span&gt;. (left to right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the following picture is this guy who's supposedly the hottest guy in tpde. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo103.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn hot right?!?!! hahahahaha. no lah, mutated face only. x) he's got a WOOHOO body!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe, and that's me with the WOOHOO guy! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo105.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo107.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo114.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHE. too bad! he's taken. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;fion&lt;/span&gt; and me! (:&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo116.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo119.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she says that i look like a puppy. do i really look like one? it's not the first time someone says i look like one! rawrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo123.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cute right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;mervin&lt;/span&gt; and me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo145.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo147.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo149.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo150.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo151.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe! finally, my beloved &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;kevin&lt;/span&gt; and me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo161.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo163.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo171.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;huijing &lt;/span&gt;and me. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo190.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;junji&lt;/span&gt;! the guy who doesn't want to let me hook his arm. xD hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my best friend, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;grace&lt;/span&gt;. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo193.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo194.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo195.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group picture! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo196.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;top(left-right): &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;melisa&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;fion&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yanti&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;martin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bottom(left-right): &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gen&lt;/span&gt;, me, &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;nic tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YES! THAT'S &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;NIC TAN&lt;/span&gt;! THE FUNNY FUNNY GUY! HAHAHHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;he rocks! i like him! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the last picture of the day, would of course be ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo169.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME! hahahaha. i remembered nic tan and someone said it's nice. hahaha, so i'm just posting it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i want to have a new template! an even more simple and plainer template! anyone wants to offer their help to this poor cute little girl here? HAHA. kidding kidding! but i'm serious about the template. help me if possible aight? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo, it's so tedious posting pictures. so even if you don't like it, just patronize me a bit lah okay? hehe. just pretend you love the pictures! haahahaha. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays, i'll end off with a quote i found very meaningful. heard it during my interesting OB lecture. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;there is nothing wrong to fail, but you must never give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so simple, yet says so much. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! yes &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! read that quote and remember it okay! have more confidence in yourself! (: &lt;em&gt;ni ke yi de&lt;/em&gt;! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. with this comes the end of another entry. my hand is already tired from all those typing. booo. i like the feeling of finishing one entry though. BUT! that is inclusive if you guys enjoy reading okay. if not, really no point. i might as well save the pictures for myself and don't post them. so yah, TAG IF YOU LIKE IT! if not i won't blog. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. just tag kay! got read just tag. just let me know. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(omg, i took 1 hour to complete this entry.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDITED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, you guys are damn mean. ask you to tag also so difficult! x(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-2425223022275911086?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/2425223022275911086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=2425223022275911086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/2425223022275911086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/2425223022275911086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-performance-for-tp-arts-festival.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-5796298643683839370</id><published>2007-10-28T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T01:35:59.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;@#$@#$&amp;amp;()@&amp;amp;$$&lt;br /&gt;i feel damn broke. crap lah. i feel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;abc xyz&lt;/span&gt; when i'm so broke. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i tell you! damn irritated! i reached home and the first thing i saw was this damn weird looking insect that freaked me out totally. walao, which explains why i'm on my laptop now. sucks i tell you. i really hate insects. next time when i get married, i'll have an insect-free house. i don't care. i'll hire 10 maids if i have to. just NO insects! x((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, this post will be super random. cause i've got a lot of stuff i wanna say. but it didn't all happen on the same day. so .. yup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't get through the interview with tpsu for tprawks. x( a bit saddening .. but ohwells. i got chosen to help tpde for tprawks! :D&lt;/div&gt;but i really thought i wouldn't get chosen. =.= cause .. i don't know. i don't feel like i've created a positive impression in dance. =/ but anyways, it's good! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss singing. :(( i want to sing. :(( where are you my voice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;junwei&lt;/span&gt; promised me chocolates once my voice recovers. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. i like receiving &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good night messages&lt;/span&gt;! it makes me feel like i'm being missed before they go to sleep. makes me feel so loved and cherished. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yay! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;someone &lt;/span&gt;promised me to bring me to this secret place to eat! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i saw &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;trish&lt;/span&gt; drinking sprite zero today. but walao, i don't like that drink. it's so gross! it taste like .. plain soda? =.= but trish says it's not fattening, etc etc. yah, and she says that explains the difference in size between me and her. =.= so mean! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah, crap. i feel damn irritated now. :( HOWHOWHOW! omg. i hate being in this kind of mood. :( but it's like .. i have alot of stuff to think/worry about and there're so many external factors that are irritating me. for example, the weird looking insect! omg. x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had OB lecture today! and i like my lecturer! she's so .. entertaining and she speaks so well! :DD plus her name is so .. sophisticated! HAHA, philomena see! i can never pronounce it until i hear &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;amelia&lt;/span&gt; says it. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, she mentioned that if you get angry and you walk away, that means you have high EQ. hehe, heard that&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; hiro&lt;/span&gt;? :D boo to you. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and something interesting, or maybe i'm just ignorant. i heard that the recent psle maths paper has caused some 12 year olds to break down? like what the hell? how can anyone be stressed over psle? so poor thing .. it's like their parents have been torturing them or something. .. i don't know. but i don't think anyone should break down because of examinations. it just shows that .. hmm, you have really bad stress management? yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, all the best to those taking their O and A levels. (: if you need to destress, i'm always around. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in OB today, we also learnt that there are 3 kinds of ability, namely:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; intellectual ability&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; physical ability&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; emotional intelligence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they say that the last is the most important; emotional intelligence which is also known as your EQ! (:&lt;br /&gt;it is not a substitute for ability, like bootlicking and stuff. yup, it's important so take note! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, and why do i say my lecturer is entertaining?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were talking about learning. and then she started asking who drives or something.&lt;br /&gt;in the end she said "we all drive - drive people up the wall." lol, damn humorous lah she.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she asked us to describe her. she was then telling us about the earlier lecture group, supposedly the law people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"this guy said that i am .. sexy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*everyone laughs* (okay, she is this pretty .. meaty woman. hahaha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"well, he's got good taste i must say. since they are law students, you must take what they say with a pinch of salt but i believe him completely."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. the whole lecture was laughing i tell you. she really made the lecture alot more interesting than it could be; i've never thought that POM/OB would ever be fun. but hey, miracles happen! :D she's soooo interesting i swear. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, did you know that a pair of twin sisters - one black, the other white - was born to a British couple who both had mixed-race parents? don't believe? come i show you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/twins.jpg" width="350" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cool right! hahaha, i also want leh. haha. but experts say the odds of such a birth are about a million to one. boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; junji&lt;/span&gt; don't let me hook his arm. :( he says he's SENSITIVE. like my foot please. x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was on this bus with this really fierce bus driver earlier on. omg, this person parked his car along the interchange and blocked the bus' route. so he just&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP&lt;/span&gt; nonstop. so noisy at 12am. =.= but that guy also damn stupid. =.= ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i was just telling some of my friends that i'm not really happy with this particular someone. well, name him A. (yes, him. always guys! rawrr. hahaa.)&lt;br /&gt;so A saw me out with this guy, and he was too out with a girl. =.=&lt;br /&gt;and so the next thing i knew, he went on friendster and left me a testimonial. contents of the testimonial?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"haha!! new target?? =D not bad eh! LOL!"&lt;/span&gt; (it's a copy&amp;amp;paste by the way.)&lt;br /&gt;and i swear i felt so totally insulted. seriously, do i look like those kind who tries to hook up with every damn guy i know? do i really leave you all with this kind of impression? seriously, what the hell. i'm really damn not happy with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you're reading this, i've got something to say to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;please kindly learn to respect people if you ever want people to respect you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, no more angry. :D hmm, no more angry but got other negative feelings.&lt;br /&gt;my back has been hurting. really damn .. ache. now as i'm typing this, i'm feeling it. i can't even .. sit with aching. ahhh, crap. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. hmm, i'll post up some pictures. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, nevermind. after uploading all of them, i realised there's really alotttt. so i'll save it for another time. :D heh. take cares people! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-5796298643683839370?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/5796298643683839370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=5796298643683839370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/5796298643683839370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/5796298643683839370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-feel-damn-broke.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-351557001729552327</id><published>2007-10-28T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T20:51:42.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i didn't go for gin's saturday class. x( was damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at about 12plus. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;toshi &lt;/span&gt;came over to my place for steamboat. (: hehe, my grandma always buys my favourite stuff. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that met&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; james&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;kevin&lt;/span&gt; to go to &lt;em&gt;makansutra&lt;/em&gt; for my 'interview'. i don't dare to work there though. those burning charcoal. so scary. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then waited for &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;mervin&lt;/span&gt; to finish work. went home. yup, that's about it. haha, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;kevin&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; james&lt;/span&gt; so tired but still accompany me. xiexie. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've slept through the most of today. so there's really nothing much for me to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. yup, takecares. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-351557001729552327?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/351557001729552327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=351557001729552327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/351557001729552327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/351557001729552327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-didnt-go-for-gins-saturday-class.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-8854662357794045602</id><published>2007-10-26T13:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T18:10:40.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>class started @ 0900 for me yesterday. had a hard time trying to wake myself up. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mummie&lt;/span&gt; says it's hard to wake me up these days; maybe i should sleep earlier and sleep more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i had marketing fundamentals lecture @ 0900. the lecturer .. was both interesting and boring. haha. but the very funny thing that happened was ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lecturer: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why did you choose tp?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sheamson got chosen*&lt;br /&gt;my class: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cause my mum says so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;LOL. okay, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;sheamson&lt;/span&gt; is supposed to be this damn mummy-boy person in our class. a bit like .. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;clarence&lt;/span&gt;, if you know who. (but i like clarence more.) hahahahaha! it was quite hilarious. hahahahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i had business accountings 2 lecture. was okay .. my class had to sit on the floor due to the overflowing number of people. =.= but besides that, the lesson was pretty easy. my class was like in their own world. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;nelson&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;martin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;may&lt;/span&gt; are in my lecture group. (: hahahaa, can you imagine out of nowhere we shout "EH DOPE!" hahahahahaha. i think damn funny. they'll be sure to think we're freaks, or crazy people. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to meet&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; james&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; mervin&lt;/span&gt; after class. but they both never come to school. =.= then i waited damn long for &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;mervin&lt;/span&gt; again.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;james&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; even best, totally uncontactable. lol. =.= so&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; gen&lt;/span&gt; was accompanying me, and then we were camwhoring with &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;kevin&lt;/span&gt;'s lappie &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;. hahahaha. =x i think have 100over pictures there already. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when all of them reached, we went to pasir ris to cut hair. huijing and fion came also. (: yah, we crapped alot and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;kevin&lt;/span&gt;'s hair is nicer now. :D so is &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;mervin&lt;/span&gt;'s! finally willing to cut &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;abit&lt;/span&gt; of his fringe. walaoooo. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for dance after that. it took very long to start, due to quite a few factors. so all of us just sat around in groups to crap. at about 2100, we started performing luh. hmm, the person who watched it said it's good and that we enjoyed ourselves more than the previous round. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YAH! and i think the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;HIPHOP&lt;/span&gt; group's routine is damn nice! :D jiayou`s! you all can bring out the routine damn well, i'm certain. (:&lt;br /&gt;hoorays to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;rahim&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;james&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; kevin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;mervin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;martin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;junji&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;may&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;amelia&lt;/span&gt; and myself went to eat. we walked alot before finally settling down to eat. basically we just lamed around. (: hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;mark&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;meimei&lt;/span&gt; called me! so sweet; they missed me! :D hahahaha. but sorry i couldn't join you all wor.. another time kay! misses! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;: please take good care of yourself and remember all the stuff i said. i meant it okay? -hugs. i love you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooooo .. super duper uber special thanks to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;james&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;kevin&lt;/span&gt;. (: i feel so bad for making you guys rush down just cause i was feeling scared. :( sorryyyyyyyy. but really like .. thankyou! actually it's more than just "thankyou", because words cannot describe what i'm feeling. but you get my point right! (: &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;kevin&lt;/span&gt;'s dad sent me home. thanks kevin's dad! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mummie&lt;/span&gt; was damn cute. she messaged me during the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Mummie wan play neopet"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. i seriously burst out laughing reading that message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. next up pictures that i promised. :D (those camwhoring .. xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first up, those really weird and funny pictures. hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo61.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me being twirled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo64.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i permed my hair! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo63.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mutated kevin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aliens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo80.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo81.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo79.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo69.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;resident evil! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo89.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mervin and me! siblings; the big head family! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next on would be pictures with beloved james and me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo70.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo66.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo67.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo78.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo65.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite effect! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised there's no beloved kevin and me de photos. x( nevermind! got the THREE of us de! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo57.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo56.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group pictures! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo85.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo88.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo87.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo84.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly. self obsession photos. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo54.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo53.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo75.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/Photo25.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favourite! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's camwhoring @ esplanade for you! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-8854662357794045602?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/8854662357794045602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=8854662357794045602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/8854662357794045602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/8854662357794045602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/10/class-started-0900-for-me-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-3309287982861505136</id><published>2007-10-26T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T02:00:38.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey friends! (:&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the concern! but sorry for all the suspicions i've caused you guys to have. :( i really wasn't pinpointing at anyone when i posted the earlier entry; it was purely based on how i felt and maybe some based of past experiences. so yup, no worries yeah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, it gets quite .. scary though. you'd never know who reads your blog. doesn't matter to me though, i just get curious when i see my hit rates. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, but i feel that people should be more careful of the things they blog. i mean, i understand it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; blog but .. yeah, people do read it and we should be more mindful of how people feel. (: alot of stuff seem to be starting because of one's blog content. so yah, just be careful kay. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, i'm such a pig. i woke up at 1430 or something today? the privilege of not having school. (: but you know? i just noticed that my school starts at 9am for me everyday. :( no more late late nights. must adjust my biological clock. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i was talking to hiro about some stuff. i sent this song i sang lah. then i was quite .. sad. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x`0uch- : FOOL. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anyway if u still have this voice + ur skill now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;x`0uch- : FOOL. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this song u sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;x`0uch- : FOOL. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;= perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;crap. he just has to rub it in. :( i don't think i'm ever gonna get back that voice, especially with so many camps coming up. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, you guys should know by now, i really loveeee singing. &lt;3 style="font-style: italic;"&gt;x`0uch- : no. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;x`0uch- : no. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you just give everyone the feeling like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;x`0uch- : no. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they must teng you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;x`0uch- : no. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its like a sin to not teng you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i want to be remembered as that girl who always smiled. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;x`0uch- : no. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because you just give out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;x`0uch- : no. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that kinda feel !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;x`0uch- : no. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dont understand why either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, what a lousy explanation right? but yeah, i don't understand why my close friends always so teng me. makes me feel so, wow i'm loved. hahaha. but i love the feeling luh! so who cares! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;james&lt;/span&gt; is a damn sweet friend and i feel that he makes a good boyfriend! :D we were supposed to go out watch movie right? then he was afraid that i'd be cold, so he brought a jacket along. SO SWEET! :D good boyfriend. lucky kailing. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's like only one of the examples lah. but it's so sweet right? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so! today i went out with &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;mervin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;kevin&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;james &lt;/span&gt;came really late. haha, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;mervin&lt;/span&gt; got me to join them breaking at esplanade. i didn't do much there lah. they were practicing their stunts then i was using kevin's laptop to .. CAMWHORE! hahahaha. his mac laptop has this built-in camera so i started playing with it! so fun please! :D but pictures only up next entry! because firstly, it's late already and i have school @ 0900 tomorrow. secondly, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;kevin&lt;/span&gt; is not online to send me the pictures. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then the both of them were sooo sweet! sent me home. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, abit mind blank now. so nevermind. shall go to bed. nights people! :D &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-3309287982861505136?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/3309287982861505136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=3309287982861505136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/3309287982861505136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/3309287982861505136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/10/x0uch-fool.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-6347033676797523513</id><published>2007-10-25T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T15:19:41.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"she's trying to be okay with you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes me wonder .. is it really so hard to like me? am i really that difficult to get along with? am i really that unlikeable? makes me hate myself sometimes, even though i may seem like i don't care about it .. but i feel that it affects me alot, especially emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i have told myself that i should care less about what other people's perspectives of me are. but .. it just doesn't seem to work. maybe it's me just being overly self-conscious. but yah .. i've lived my life always trying to make people like me. i'm serious. to me, i've always tried to compromise with everyone, and to give my best to every friend i meet. but it just seems so .. disappointing. so disappointing to hear that all your efforts have gone to waste at the end of the day, because that person just doesn't like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so sad isn't it? i mean, you tried so hard but you still ain't liked by the person. and we're not even talking about the boy-girl kind of like, but just a normal "i have a good impression of you" kind of like. it makes you think like your best is other people's worst; like you haven't given your best and you are just not good enough, like you're inferior and everything else ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personally, i've never believed in rumors. i hear them, i feel shocked after hearing them. but i'm never like prejudiced against that particular person after hearing it. i just feel that it's so .. unfair for that person. i'd rather have some communication with that person before actually 'judging' him. i think it's more fair that way ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just don't understand why someone has to act so .. i'm in a lack of verbs to use. but yah, i don't see the point of trying so hard to act like you like the person when you know yourself so well that you really don't. there's really .. no point. i think even if it's you don't want to hurt the person's feelings, the furthest you should go is to pretend like you're neutral. why pretend to like the person, make yourself feel so horrible because you have to PRETEND, and at the end of the day backstab that person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me illustrate a situation:&lt;br /&gt;roles involved: grace and lynette.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (the names are purely used for illustration, and the illustration is totally made up.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grace doesn't like lynette, but lynette doesn't know. so lynette talks to grace like a friend, thinking that grace treats her like a real friend. but grace's friend knows that grace doesn't like lynette. so they spent a day together, etc etc. because grace has been pretending, she'll naturally feel horrible right? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(you just suck if you don't feel horrible for lying to someone, really. just shows that you're so immuned to it, it doesn't matter anymore.) &lt;/span&gt;so at the end of the day, she goes to her friends and start ranting: omg, that lynette think she what sia. think people all like her, behave until so friendly towards us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't you think it's very what the hell? if you don't, then nevermind. cause to me, it's really ultimately what the hell. so i feel that there's no point in faking. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(sorry for the really bad illustration. i'm quite bad at such stuff, haha.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, maybe i just don't understand kay. but i believe that we should all treat the people we meet sincerely and truthfully. it's always good to be truthful. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;honesty pays.&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, that's how i really feel. and if you don't think i'm such a person, then maybe you don't know me well enough and should probably stop assuming things about me. i'm not trying to say i'm oh-so-good and everything, but just trying to write down what i feel about such stuff. if you don't believe, it's okay. just don't start rumours about me thinking that i'm very nice, because i don't think i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know lah .. i just hate people assuming things about me. i really hate it, especially when they have barely any communication with me, or just a superficial hi-bye. it's nothing, really. get to know the person before you assume kay? i don't think i'm very likeable, and should be liked by everyone, but i've always been giving my best to everyone. .. i don't know how to say it, but yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not fake, i have never been hypocritical. if you heard from others i've said some stuff about you, but i still appear like i like you, then it's not exactly what you heard. it's more like, i don't like this certain behaviour of yours, but i'm still cool with you. seriously. anything, just ask me. i won't flare at you, i promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so .. get to know me kay? (: i'll be nice to you, i promise. -smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll end off my post with special thanks to many of my friends who've heard before stuff about me, but yet still chose to believe in my character. really, that means &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a hell lot&lt;/span&gt; to me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-6347033676797523513?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/6347033676797523513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=6347033676797523513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/6347033676797523513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/6347033676797523513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/10/shes-trying-to-be-okay-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-2350156049461837538</id><published>2007-10-25T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T03:05:22.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on tuesday, i did couple work with &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;badd&lt;/span&gt;, in replacement of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;audrey&lt;/span&gt;. and i'm not trying to be whiny, but he said that i am FAT. omg! x( haha, actually i am trying to be whiny. so nevermind. i don't really mind anyway. i feel that i'm fat so it doesn't matter afterall. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;mervin &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;junwei&lt;/span&gt; for being so concerned about me, generally the girls' actually, well-being. :D for those sms-es of concern. xiexieeeeee! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;mervin&lt;/span&gt;'s been so sweet to me these days. and people says we look like siblings! haha, will post a picture of us when we take one. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was supposed to be a few people day, ended up having a 5 people outing. haha. but it was fun! i enjoyed myself. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;melissa&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;james&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;kevin&lt;/span&gt; and me went to this japanese outlet to eat @ tampines sports complex. then &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;mervin&lt;/span&gt; came later on. haha, we had so much crap i tell you. so fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;james&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whose hair is the nicest here ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;kevin&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*straight away makes adjustments to hair*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;james&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;confirm not kevin's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaa. okay, i'm a really bad illustrator. but at that moment, i tell you, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;mel&lt;/span&gt; and me burst out laughing. i almost showered coke float all over the place. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i tell you! i'm like the marry-able person to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;mervin&lt;/span&gt;. hahahahaha. which is so .. out of nowhere; random-ness. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and! &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;kevin&lt;/span&gt; is like my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; BFMF&lt;/span&gt;. hahahahahaha! okay, it's an inside thing okay. no leaking out. xD haha, but i think it's so funny! lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after eating, we just went somewhere to slack. we erm .. bitched? but but! like&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; serene&lt;/span&gt; said on her blog, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm a nice bitch.&lt;/span&gt;" hahaha, so am i! hmm, though i don't really understand how people define bitching/gossiping. but yah, whatever it is, we talked about others. nothing harmful or untruthful in my opinion, but more like facts and .. our perspectives. yup. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i heard some stuff today. some shocking, some weird. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i'm quite shocked that this particular someone is not what i have expected him/her to be. just a bit shocked that's all. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird stuff would be ..&lt;br /&gt;hmm, have you ever heard of people who actually don't believe what they see for themselves but rather what they hear from others? it gets to me luh, and i don't think i'll ever understand why they can feel that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've never felt that way. i've always believed in what i see for myself, and i've always chosen to look at the positive side of everyone. okay, i try my best to look at it that way. but .. you know, sometimes for some people, it just can't be helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells, i have to learn that i can't please everyone. yup, *tries to process it*&lt;br /&gt;actually i have alot to say on this issue .. but yah, not today. i'm abit too tired. yepp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but before that, i just wanna thank &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And to Lyn, i know something's bothering you though you say you're alright. I know something's wrong and maybe i'm not the person you wanna tell and rant at. But if ever you need anyone to rant or just a shoulder to cry on, i'm here for you alright? I just want you to know that you're not alone no matter what ok? I really want you to cheer up. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, you. thanks. (: -hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;junhui&lt;/span&gt;. is it so weird for my name not to appear on your blog? hahaha, nonsense lah you. and why i'm replying here is because your tagboard ain't loading for me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i am free tomorrow! anyone wants to date me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(meaning thursday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-2350156049461837538?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/2350156049461837538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=2350156049461837538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/2350156049461837538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/2350156049461837538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/10/on-tuesday-i-did-couple-work-with-badd.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-210826065920721169</id><published>2007-10-24T00:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T01:13:29.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/iHTbEbvwoH"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/iHTbEbvwoH" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm super addicted to that song! :D i think both the melody and the lyrics are so beautiful in its own way. sometimes it gives me the feeling of 'wow'. hope you guys will like it like i do. :D although some of my friend's english is like .. *coughs* haha, you know who you are. =p but really, i like the melody. (: thanks to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;andy&lt;/span&gt; for introducing this song to me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i didn't go school. :( i was really damn tired .. i woke up then i really blanked out and went back to bed. even as i'm blogging now, i feel my eyes fighting to shut. so yah, i missed both my business statistics lecture and macroeconomics lecture. x( thanks to&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; junhui&lt;/span&gt; for taking notes for me. (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so i went to cut my hair. :D been wanting to cut my hair. and i did today! not too bad, quite satisfied with it. butttt! everyone says it doesn't look like i cut it. :( heh, lucky still got a few who says it looks like i did cut it. ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00476.jpg" width="330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joycelyn and me. :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay, don't tell me no difference kay! you can see my eyes now even though my fringe is messy. which means! that my fringe is shorter now. :DD hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;keiths&lt;/span&gt; got me a present from hongkong! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00152.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahaha. he says it reminds me of him because of the sucking of thumb. so mean right! but i'm so glad he remembered about me back there! (: so sweett! ((:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, tomorrow sociology tutorial for lynette @ 0900. x( so earlyy. -whines. but after that meeting &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;mervin&lt;/span&gt; for lunch. :D then i'll be going for my movie date at 1pm!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;boooo. i want a new pair of shoes! :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i don't think i'll ever get an answer.&lt;br /&gt;you seem so busy, too busy for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-210826065920721169?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/210826065920721169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=210826065920721169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/210826065920721169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/210826065920721169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-super-addicted-to-that-song-d-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-7024022301741930941</id><published>2007-10-23T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T02:32:01.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a rather .. ______ day for me. and because of my limited vocabulary, i am unable to find a suitable word to describe today. so just fill in the blanks if you want yah? it's been such a day filled with joy .. and tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was late in meeting &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;grace&lt;/span&gt;. i'm really sorry. :( and i'm glad you weren't upset with me. (: thankyouu. -smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which met &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;junhui&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; keith&lt;/span&gt; for lunch. eden and jashawn were there as well. (: actually, i really feel that i have pretty good classmates. how fortunate of me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;organisational behaviour lecture .. is like as boring as princples of management lecture. =.=" i doubt i was paying any close attention, especially with a really screwed up sound system. x_x my heart almost burst i tell you. no choice, i listened to my music. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which, met &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;mark&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;claudine&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;bee siang&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;mervin&lt;/span&gt; to go for tprawks and otc interview. (: i think it went quite well; edwin interviewed mark, claudine, bee siang and myself. haha, and because we were his freshies, so he knows us quite well. i hope everything goes well. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i went for sociology lecture, in the same lecture theatre. =.= grace almost wanted to leave. hahaha, but i'm like so guai. xD but i tell you, sociology is like O_O, boring to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;grace&lt;/span&gt;, for being there when i needed someone. (: although you sounded very distracted and everything.. haha. but i appreciate it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i like &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;rahim&lt;/span&gt; alot on a random note. i feel that he cares for people, but in a very indirect and subtle way. which makes me think he's such a sweet guy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed till pretty late then &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;joycelyn&lt;/span&gt; wanted to eat dinner. so i accompanied her. (: we went to macs @ bedok interchange and we talked quite abit. she's damn sweet. (:&lt;br /&gt;then wanted to go off already. joycelyn wanted to send me home. but it was starting to rain, and it seems to be getting heavier. so i asked her to go home first. and then i was right on, it rained damn big after that. so big that i couldn't stay in the rain anymore and had to grab a cab. so stupid. the meter was still $2.50 when it got to my place. haha, excluding the midnight charges lah.. then the uncle only charged me $3. (: nice people like them makes me smile. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm basically now all wet, typing this. i don't think i'm gonna bathe .. at most tomorrow fall sick. ^^ and i've got lesson @ 9am. x( sighs. i end school at 1pm! but i got dance at 6pm! still wondering how .. hmmm ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next on will be some of the many things i've been feeling and thinking about today. if you think it's referring to you, then maybe it is. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i searched for a chance, a hope. to forgive you and to convince myself of the love you claim. yet i search in vain. hopes held so high, yet fell so bad. i feel so shattered, i'm lost without directions. i yearn to believe in all you've said, but teach me how now cause it seems to become more difficult each time i try. explain to me what actually happen, because i can't find any reasons to convince myself no matter how hard i tried. i tried so hard i cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;friends who don't say hi when they come, and don't say bye when they go. what kind of friends are they considered as? i don't know. it's nothing big, and maybe i'm just kicking up a fuss. but .. i don't know. can you tell me why it feels so awkward now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo. i don't feel like saying anymore.. yup. got a few other random stuff, will be posted soon i hope. take cares people. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but the first thing you did was to blame me ..&lt;/span&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/36448134-7024022301741930941?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/7024022301741930941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=7024022301741930941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/7024022301741930941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/7024022301741930941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/10/rather.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-1198206504924794188</id><published>2007-10-22T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T02:23:07.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went out with &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;james&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;kevin&lt;/span&gt; today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like going out with them. they always make me feel so comfortable in their presence. it's like i can be whoever i want and they'll just accept me for who i am. they wouldn't think i'm being hypocritical, fake or just acting to be someone i'm not. they won't. it's almost like they'll believe in me no matter what others say. which is like .. sooooooooo lucky of me! :D cause it's like i just got to know them, and they're already such great people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to both of you! i really super duper love you two and appreciate you two okay! even though i always beat you two. =x but yah! like they say, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;da shi teng, ma shi ai&lt;/span&gt;. so i super &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;teng&lt;/span&gt; you two! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other stuff another day. it's late and tomorrow/later is the first day of school, again! :D -excited. heh. i shall go do some blog-reading and play a little neopets. =x yuppp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy first day @ school to you guysssssss! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-1198206504924794188?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/1198206504924794188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=1198206504924794188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/1198206504924794188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/1198206504924794188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-went-out-with-james-and-kevin-today-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-5122644272392829389</id><published>2007-10-21T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T17:46:30.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;a new beginning, hoping that things will go right this time.&lt;br /&gt;start from scratch, we will.&lt;br /&gt;and we'll see where it leads us to. (: &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i felt liberated. but it's not like i've been in bondage, .. i don't know how to explain, but it really feels alot better. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this will mean, alot lesser sad nights for lynette, i hope. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special thanks to&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; james&lt;/span&gt; who stayed with me on the phone,&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; grace&lt;/span&gt; for her opinion, &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;andy&lt;/span&gt; for being so concerned, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;grace&lt;/span&gt; (classmate) who asked if i'm alright (really surprised me) and all those of you who cared and got worried. (: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&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/36448134-5122644272392829389?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/5122644272392829389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=5122644272392829389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/5122644272392829389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/5122644272392829389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-beginning-hoping-that-things-will.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-6248435926898903954</id><published>2007-10-21T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T01:49:13.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i lost two very important people in my life today.&lt;br /&gt;all in the span of that few hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-6248435926898903954?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/6248435926898903954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=6248435926898903954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/6248435926898903954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/6248435926898903954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-lost-two-very-important-people-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-313234827858367238</id><published>2007-10-20T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T00:48:07.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;dance class @ 0900. i woke up at 825. thinking i was late, i ran into the bathroom and bathed for like 10 minutes? =.= quickly packed my bag and left house. ran towards the bus stop and grabbed the first taxi i saw. got off the cab and ran to the studio. glad that i was early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the end? gin never come. =.= ..&lt;/div&gt;what a waste of energy. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need alot of people to hear me rant. i feel like i have so many things to share, but no one to share to.&lt;/div&gt;#)@)*#_!&amp;amp;_^(#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rubbish!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;, the person i claim to be my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;i don't understand whatever there is anymore. you haven't had time for me, and vice versa. we're both so busy with our individual commitments. and so much so that, i feel that we've drifted so apart. i used to feel so comfortable in your presence, like i can share anything with you. but really, not anymore. and it's not because of what happened tonight.&lt;br /&gt;this whole incident? to me, it wasn't just you accusing my good friend of something i believe he'll never do, but also you raising your voice at me. i was pretty much to hear that from you. maybe it was not raising your voice, we were both just agitated. but .. you know that was the first time you ever talked like that to me? and it was because of two girls and a guy? so sad..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i thought our bond would never ever break. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but it's like, you don't even bother about my life anymore. i was already .. quite affected. today was the last straw. sigh ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i wonder will you even get to read this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. thanks to&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; james&lt;/span&gt; for accompanying me for the whole of today! even though he was sooo tired already. really appreciate it! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;huijing&lt;/span&gt;'s house with james, may and amelia. her mum is nice. (: her brother is friendly, and i think he speaks well. (: her brother's friend is cute. hahaa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;met some of james' friends; weisheng, kenny and brandon. hahaha. soo cute! they kept me so entertained throughout the whole period. hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;kenny&lt;/span&gt;: eh, rat and mouse got difference de. rat has a pointed nose, but mouse has a round nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;weisheng&lt;/span&gt;: aiya, same lah. all in the same category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;kenny&lt;/span&gt;: you got hear before mickey rat?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. seriously lol. i like laughed non-stop when i was with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and .. WHAT THE HELL I TELL YOU. I WAS TYPING THIS HALFWAY AND I SAW A DRAGONFLY. WAH, DAMN SCARY. HENG I SIAM FAST! I GOT SO SCARED I TURNED OFF THE POWER OF THE COMPUTER IMMEDIATELY, TOOK MY LAPTOP FROM MY BROTHER AND DECIDE TO HIDE IN MY ROOM. OMGOMG.&lt;br /&gt;but mummie was irritated at me for being so scared. i mean, she also scared what. and must understand .. for me, it's not the normal fear. but i really freaking scared of insects. .. :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so that like totally spoilt my feel of blogging. haha. so i shall blog another day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;could you explain to me what is it that we share?&lt;/em&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/36448134-313234827858367238?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/313234827858367238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=313234827858367238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/313234827858367238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/313234827858367238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/10/dance-class-0900.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-4957352168571576646</id><published>2007-10-20T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T03:01:44.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i've been trying so hard,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;giving my best.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yet it just doesn't seem to work.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;one way or another, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it still happens.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;is this what we're meant to be?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-4957352168571576646?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/4957352168571576646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=4957352168571576646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/4957352168571576646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/4957352168571576646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/10/ive-been-trying-so-hard-giving-my-best.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-5626462327971911233</id><published>2007-10-19T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T19:39:36.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehe. something random! i found it on nazmi's blog, and thought it was quite interesting. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;girly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i love at least one shade of pink.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i don't like being messy.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my belongings are organized.&lt;br /&gt;[x] i don't like rock music.&lt;br /&gt;[x] i like wearing accessories.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] bright colours amaze me.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i hate black.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i go to the saloon once a week.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i comb my hair almost all the time.&lt;br /&gt;[x] i bring my phone with me everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add up the number of 'Xs' and multiply it by 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;boyish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] i wear baggy pants.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i play video games.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i listen to boybands like my chemical romance, yellowcard, switchfoot, etc.&lt;br /&gt;[x] i like wearing jackets with hoods.&lt;br /&gt;[x] i'm too lazy to do chores.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i don't like shopping.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i like to go bungee jumping.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i like being sweaty.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i'm a big fan of marvel heroes.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i barely wear perfume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add up the number of 'Xs' and multiply it by 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;nerdy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i always carry a pen in my purseor pocket.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i enjoy studying.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i wear glasses.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i'm a straight-A student.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i've never skipped any class in my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i like my shirt tucked in.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my favourite subject is science.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i enjoy reading books.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my assignments are passed up on time.&lt;br /&gt;[x] i correct people with their grammer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add up the number of 'Xs' and multiply it by 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;emo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] i love the colour black.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i always sit at the corner.&lt;br /&gt;[x] one side of my hair is covering one of my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i like listening to metal rock music.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i have a lot of problems in my life.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i'm not much of a loud person.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i don't talk much.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i don't have that much friends.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i barely have fun.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i barely go out with my folks or friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add up the number of 'Xs' and multiply it by 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;childish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i am open to my parents.&lt;br /&gt;[x] i sleep with a stuff toy.&lt;br /&gt;[x] i watch cartoons.&lt;br /&gt;[x] i don't like watching horror movies.&lt;br /&gt;[x] i sleep with a night light.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my parents are the ones who choose my outfit.&lt;br /&gt;[x] i'm scared of roller coasters.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i like being with my family relatives.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i take bubble baths.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i've ran around the house in my underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add up the number of 'Xs' and multiply it by 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and therefore .. i am:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;30% girly, 30% boyish, 10% nerdy, 20% emo and 50% childish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa. i don't think that's childish! i think it's just kiddish. :D but so cool huh. though i don't think it's &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; accurate, but i think it's fun to just give it a try. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. thanks &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;meimei&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;andy&lt;/span&gt; for sayang-ing me! hahahaha. what a spoilt brat, quoted from andy. but who cares, i like being pampered! which girl doesn't? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today had dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how should i put it? seems like .. i really suck at dancing. =/ i don't know how else to put it but that. yeah, quite disappointed with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hate being neither here or there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but special thanks to &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;rahim&lt;/span&gt;, for always giving me advices whenever i ask. (: thanks for being so patient with us, really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, sorry to &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;jean&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;unice&lt;/span&gt;. i don't think i should say it out here, but yah .. sorry for everything. cheer up aight. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. junhui, we'll have fun when school starts! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's just taking a toll on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-5626462327971911233?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/5626462327971911233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=5626462327971911233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/5626462327971911233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/5626462327971911233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/10/hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-7119717935908962626</id><published>2007-10-18T22:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T00:12:06.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, i wanna apologise for the slow replies on tags. cause .. for some reason my internet explorer .. has some problems. and it really sucks. you know for me to blog each time, i have to close and open my like a few times. cause it just doesn't load any pages after i visit .. like 3/4 sites? so for example:&lt;br /&gt;1st site: &lt;a href="http://blogger.com/"&gt;http://blogger.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd site: the dashboard, after i login to my account.&lt;br /&gt;3rd site: i click "new post".&lt;br /&gt;then normally after i type my entry, then something will happen. =.=&lt;br /&gt;makes me damn irritated and not want to use my ie. and it so happens that it doesn't load my haloscan each time. =.= ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so main point of this whole thing? sorry for delayed responses! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, i wanna say sorry for the double entry? haha. yeah, i tried publishing the entry. but everytime i reach my "edit posts", my whole ie hangs. =.= so like, yah. sorry. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays. next to how my day was today. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so .. the supposed ice skating trip was cancelled. and i don't really feel like blogging out the reasons and stuff. i'm just damn .. upset about this whole incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to you&lt;/strong&gt;: you are not a jerk. just that you were being a really irresponsible friend who cancelled on us so last minute, and without you contacting us first, but the other way round. it was damn disappointing for that to have came from you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went for dance instead! yup, and i'm pretty glad i didn't miss it. we had pretty much fun! :D we cleaned our steps initially. then&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; raazmy&lt;/span&gt; taught us the choreography for the girl's hiphop. sooo fun i tell you! :D we just did it again and again. tough to do, but fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that we had our finale practice. hahaa, the song is nice! &lt;em&gt;get loose&lt;/em&gt; by nelly! (: then we had to go! cause the cheerleaders booked the studio. &gt;=[ yahhhh. then we left to eat. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they decided to go some place @ serangoon to eat! their food there quite nice. :D butttt! so far. x_x hahaha. i sat on one table with genevieve, junwei and weiqiang. and i thought we ordered quite alot le. gen ate hokkien mee, junwei and weiqiang ate wan tan mee and i ate prawn noodes. plus stingray, 4 chicken wings and 10 satays. before i finished my prawn mee, i was already like full. x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you know what the other table ordered? jean, unice, raazmy and nelson i mean. like omg. they ordered damn alot. let's see .. 8 chicken wings, 20 satays, claypot chicken porridge, this damn big plate of carrot cake, rojak and i think a few more that i cannot remember. hahaha, we were saying they sure cannot finish but raazmy insisted they could. haha. in the end, they never really finished everything luh. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we ordered .. desserts! like the highlight for dinner. :D so cute i tell you. the beancurds had different flavours! the mango one tasted like mango pudding, the chocolate one was not bad! the strawberry one .. not my kind. but i think strawberry flavour lovers will love it. (: i ate nata de coco, which was their normal one with nata de co co. their normal one abit .. too egg-y. but not bad also. :D so interestingggg! $2 per bowl. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which i cabbed home with gen. (: yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was a fun day luh. heh. :D &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thanks&lt;/span&gt; to everyone for making my day! -smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i was bathing .. i thought of some stuff. hmm, and i realised i have two groups of good friends.&lt;br /&gt;1. the kind that knows me well, and vice versa. (:&lt;br /&gt;2. the kind that i know well, but don't know me well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i don't know why and i'm not trying to imply anything. just a random thought. ohwells. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;martin&lt;/span&gt; is sooo nice! he really bought me something from hongkong. :D so sweet! he actually remembered! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00148.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice hor? :D thanks &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;martin&lt;/span&gt;, really! i damn appreciate it. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. i got my timetable already. not bad! i don't mind if it's packed as long as i don't get stupid long breaks in the middle of nowhere. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/lyns.jpg" width="350" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there. :D credits to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;grace&lt;/span&gt;! she made that for me. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a random note, i wanna buy new shoes. :( my shoes looks so dirty le! x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;junhui&lt;/span&gt;! i'm damn nice. that time i ate at bizpark, i told myself cannot black pepper steak. cause must eat with you! heh! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more days before school starts! i ought to spend my days fulfillingly. :D&lt;br /&gt;dance for lynette on friday, which is tomorrow, and saturday! sunday still planless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lah, i'm tired. hiphop training @ 10 for us tomorrow. after that we have finale practice. x_x .. heh. take cares all! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps. my hand hurts like crap ever since the chalet. i cannot carry stuff .. x_x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-7119717935908962626?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/7119717935908962626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=7119717935908962626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/7119717935908962626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/7119717935908962626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/10/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-889180784748563641</id><published>2007-10-17T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T22:51:58.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/IBNnSniu93/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/IBNnSniu93/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my favourite songs. i love the lyrics. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;遥望着你背影&lt;br /&gt;有孤单太苍白&lt;br /&gt;我多么想陪着你&lt;br /&gt;走过人山人海&lt;br /&gt;当天空变灰白&lt;br /&gt;你的忧伤澎湃&lt;br /&gt;我多么想走进你&lt;br /&gt;紧锁的心海&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我一直都在你身后等待&lt;br /&gt;等你有一天回过头看我&lt;br /&gt;我的笑送给你希望你快乐&lt;br /&gt;你的难过都给我&lt;br /&gt;关于你的一切我都&lt;br /&gt;好好收藏着&lt;br /&gt;我一直都在你身后等待&lt;br /&gt;等你有一天能感觉到我&lt;br /&gt;就算我在你世界&lt;br /&gt;渺小像一颗尘埃&lt;br /&gt;我也会给你我所有的光和热&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我鼓起勇气呐喊&lt;br /&gt;你要听得见&lt;br /&gt;我不许你再孤单&lt;br /&gt;要你拥抱我给的温暖&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i went for dance chalet. very fun! :D alot of crap stuff here and there. hahas. i enjoyed myself overall. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special thanks&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; keiths&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;alodie&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;kevin&lt;/span&gt; for being so concerned over me when i just kept cooking and didn't eat. :D especially keiths! heh. thankyouu. so sweet of you! :D&lt;br /&gt;and also thanks to the rest of you for appreciating me cooking for you all. :D that's all i need. heh. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;james&lt;/span&gt; for spending the night chatting with me and forsaking your sleep. heh. thanks alot! for your advices and everything. super appreciate it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;thanks &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;han lin&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; joseph&lt;/span&gt; for playing games with me and kena-ing bullied by me. hahahaha. thanks for tolerating my 'high-ness' and nonsense. xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;heh. lastly, thanks to &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;royston&lt;/span&gt; for those donuts from hongkong! very sweet of you, and it tasted great! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;nick tan&lt;/span&gt; on the bus today. hahahaha. he's damn cute! i miss him sia! i always feel so entertained around him. heh. i don't care. i'm like gonna talk to him on my msn so often, he doesn't want to bother about me anymore. hahahaha. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-889180784748563641?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/889180784748563641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=889180784748563641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/889180784748563641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/889180784748563641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/10/one-of-my-favourite-songs.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-8558301428788231419</id><published>2007-10-15T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T01:20:43.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as i've already mentioned, i was supposed to go to junhui's workplace to get a job? yeah, i went. filled in the application form. and there was this really stupid part! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00136.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see? they just random put "&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;colour&lt;/span&gt;". =.= lol, what the hell please. i thought they were asking for the colour of my skin. =.= ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i decided not to work there. =x cause they have to wear black shoes! and black pants! omg, what the hell. black shoes = leather shoes. no way. =.= ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then junhui suggested cafe cartel. and so the very sweet junhui accompanied me to the cafe cartel @ tampines. :D i think the possibility of me getting the job is very high, but i .. don't think i can commit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told the person i can work up to half a year to one year? and up to 5 times a week. which is, now, damn impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just suddenly hit me that i have so many things going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;tprawks&lt;/span&gt;. november 14-16th. which means massive trainings when school starts as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance training for &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;concert&lt;/span&gt; will start on the 2nd saturday after school starts. and then going on .. after mid semester tests, which is about mid december, we'll start intensive training for concert. which i interpreted as, having trainings almost everyday. which is .. how to work?! dance concert is on 14, 15th march. all the way .. how to. x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the second thing i'm worrying about.&lt;br /&gt;dance camp is on the 18, 19th december.&lt;br /&gt;and i have orientation training camp on the 17, 18, 19th december.&lt;br /&gt;which should i choose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean said that if don't go for the camp, will perform less. yeah .. i don't know. i wanna go for both, but that doesn't seem very possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know. which should i choose?&lt;br /&gt;don't tell me follow my heart or whatever. i really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap. i shouldn't have committed myself in so many things. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what should i say when the person calls? ahh, i feel so irresponsible.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on a happy note, i had a great time with junhui. haha, though it was only like, 2 hours? heh. she said i grew &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;TALLER&lt;/span&gt;! like, omg yay! but she's so &lt;em&gt;gei gao&lt;/em&gt;. 70cents also wanna be petty! hahahaha. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll eat black pepper steak once school starts! :D heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember!&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; KARMA KARMA KARMA&lt;/span&gt;! hahahahaahaha. :D &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDITED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, i forgot to mention. the place that junhui is working at now has this extremely stupid policy:&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; if you work at this outlet, you cannot eat at this outlet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like what the hell? lol. can anyone explain to me the rationale behind that? because from whichever angle i see from, i cannot find any sense behind that policy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-8558301428788231419?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/8558301428788231419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=8558301428788231419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/8558301428788231419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/8558301428788231419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/10/as-ive-already-mentioned-i-was-supposed.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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-36448134.post-3754330814574973551</id><published>2007-10-14T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T13:52:52.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heh, i think i going kbox buffet later. :D so funnnnn! hoorays! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, this upcoming week! quite busy. x( but i think .. should be quite fun bah. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday - go junhui's workplace and look for job.&lt;br /&gt;tuesday - hiphop training. dance chalet.&lt;br /&gt;wednesday - dance chalet.&lt;br /&gt;thursday - ice skating with jon&amp;amp;gab.&lt;br /&gt;friday - no plans for the time being. :D&lt;br /&gt;saturday - teach philip's friend econs.&lt;br /&gt;sunday - no plans, but last day of holidays. x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone wanna date me on my two free days? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss jack. x( so long never talk to him le. he's always busy. no time for lynette le. :( boooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. happy lyn! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDITED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walao,&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; junhui&lt;/span&gt;, your tagboard sucks. everytime i wanna tag, it's not working. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know you wrote go &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;biking&lt;/span&gt; with eden and wenjie right? i read as, go &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;bikini-ing&lt;/span&gt;. i was totally like what the! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;heh. i miss you too! :D but it's okayy. we'll see each other &lt;strong&gt;tomorrow&lt;/strong&gt;! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm really damn freaking dumb. i hit my finger. not against anything, but myself. like, i try to put it below my thighs when i sit and stuff? then i hit this. and this was the consequence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/lyn37/DSC00132.jpg" width="350" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i purposely showed the other finger for you guys to make the comparison. rawr, damn pain i tell you. and i feel so .. &lt;em&gt;huo gai&lt;/em&gt;. x_x :( painnnnnnn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448134-3754330814574973551?l=thislife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/feeds/3754330814574973551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448134&amp;postID=3754330814574973551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/3754330814574973551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448134/posts/default/3754330814574973551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thislife-.blogspot.com/2007/10/heh-i-think-i-going-kbox-buffet-later.html' title=''/><author><name>lynette(x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04078195455235997495</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>
